Chapter 596: Quiddities Of Void [Part 2]

Chapter 596: Quiddities Of Void [Part 2]



Northern's steps echoed over the rocky ground as he ascended, his entourage of Void quiddities marching alongside him.

The harsh wind battered them, whistling like a ghostly anthem through the mountain slopes.

Yet, each of his summons seemed unaffected, their eyes fixed ahead, gleaming with dark promise.

They finally came to a stop after their master did. Northern fixed his gaze forward, his eyes glowing with a cold and powerful light.

He then turned around, looking at everyone in a breath before opening his mouth to speak.

"Just see this as me letting you guys loose. The one who kills the most of these guys gets to be number one."

Bairan's eyes twitched, and he silently looked forward with an indifferent expression.

Revant, on the other hand, had his face contort darkly, while the others went ablaze with an ominous passion gleaming in their vicious eyes.

Before the two most human Void quiddities moved, black forms blurred past them. Bairan's eyes widened-everything was still pretty new to him, and he had not yet acclimated to things since gaining life.

Northern had left immediately after giving him a black sword. He didn't even get to say a word of thanks.

And now, there were all these strange creatures that were familiar and at the same time unfamiliar.

There seemed to be a lot of thought in his mind, so he looked aloof. Even as Revant shot away, he stayed, patiently watching the monsters that broke out of the ground ahead.

The creatures were a twisted fusion of human and insect, their sinewy form covered in armor- like segments with a sickly sheen, as if dipped in the very essence of corrupted blood.

Their bodies were long, winding into a massive, scorpion-like tail that dripped with a viscous, dark fluid.

Multiple limbs, spindly yet powerful, anchored them to the ground, and antennae twitched with an unnatural rhythm, sensing the thick atmosphere of the blood rift.

Eyes like pools of tar glinted with malice, hinting at a mind twisted by the plague that birthed it.

Veins pulsed beneath their chitinous skin, each beat spreading a toxic glow that radiated the rift's corruption.

As they moved, they exuded an aura of decay, turning the air sharp with the scent of iron and rot.

They met in a frightening clash with Night Terror, Black Mamba, Corpse Eater, and Revant. Now, even Mr. Fluffy powerfully leaped from behind and pounced on one of them, brutally tearing its chitinous skin away from its body.

Bairan stayed there for a moment. Then he turned back to face Northern and went down on both knees, lowering his head.

Northern raised his brows, his eyes expanding. 'What is happening right now?'n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Thank you for giving me a sense of purpose and bringing me to life. Wherever Raven is, I will find her and bring her to justice for what she has done to us."

Northern tilted his head. '...us? Does he understand that those are not his memories?' A small frown creased Northern's brows. 'That's not how this was supposed to go though?'

Northern was silent for a while, but he already had an idea of what was happening. If it was just his clone, it shared a sense of self with him.

It might have turned out as the clone not recognizing himself as a part of Northern but rather as a singular existence and owning those memories.

That was, in fact, what Northern was expecting. But it seemed that the influence of using Bairan's soul had affected the results he expected.

and fur.

With each swipe of his massive paws, he sent Destroyers flying, their bodies breaking on

impact.

One creature lunged at him, only for Mr. Fluffy to catch it in his jaws, crushing it in a single bite before flinging it aside.

His blue eyes gleamed with fierce joy, and a growl rumbled deep in his chest as he pounced on another Destroyer, tearing it apart with brutal efficiency.

Before the battle seemed to start, it looked like it was nearing its end. In one moment, all the Catastrophic Destroyers seemed to have been done away with. Only one was left.

Night Terror and Revant exchanged a brief glance, a vicious passion igniting in both their

eyes.

Northern watched with interest as Night Terror and Revant dashed off towards the final

Destroyer.

The creature's segmented body pulsed with a sickly light, its mandibles clicking in a frenzied rhythm as it sensed the approaching doom.

Night Terror's form rippled, darkness seeping from his being like thick smoke. His movement was instant, closing the distance with predatory grace.

But Revant was already there, his pristine gloves a blur as he struck at the creature's joints.

"You think you can beat me with such slipshod speed?" His face twisted with a wicked grin as he looked at Night Terror while snatching the last kill.

The Destroyer screamed, a sound that echoed across the mountain slope, its tail whipping between them in desperate defense.

Neither moved back. Night Terror's claws raked across its side while Revant's fist found its mark on the creature's skull, their attacks landing simultaneously.

Black ichor sprayed the rocky ground, and the monster collapsed in a heap of broken chitin

and twisted limbs.

But that did not seem to be the end. Night Terror lunged his claws at Revant, and like a child, Revant dodged and twisted a punch into the creature's abdomen.

Northern's lips curved slightly. 'Interesting.' His eyes held a glint of amusement as he watched his creations bristle at each other.

Mr. Fluffy sat back on his haunches, his massive form casting a shadow as he observed the tension with those intelligent blue eyes. His fur was matted with the dark blood of their

enemies, yet he seemed unbothered.

Black Mamba materialized beside Northern, his form still flickering slightly. He tilted his head, watching as Night Terror and Revant squared off.

"That's enough." Northern's voice cut through the tension like a blade. "We have more

pressing matters to attend to."

Revant straightened his gloves, his expression returning to its usual controlled state.

Night Terror's darkness receded, though his red eyes still burned with unspent violence. 'Now, I wonder where Bairan took off to.'