Chapter 239: Chapter 239: You are so dead

It took some time for the pain to set in. When the pain and the realization of reality finally settled inside Fey, a painful cry escaped his lips.

Amidst the painful cries of the man, Eren was silently observing him, thinking about something.

Eren wasn't sure if he could take the system from him. He was really hoping that the thing that gave Fey the ability to turn people into slaves was an ability and not the effect of the system.

If it was an ability, he had a good chance of taking it for himself with devouring. But if it was the effect of a system skill, then it could only be a waste.

With Ye Liang, he had already confirmed that he couldn't retrieve another person's system, at least not with his devouring ability.

"Ha... Hahaha... You are so dead!" Fey was crying in pain when he suddenly started laughing, even as his face had grown pale. It was all because he saw a person in the distance, arriving with slow steps.

"My dear mother!" he said, gazing at the woman who had arrived. "Kill this bastard for me!"

As he gave the command, he expected the woman to attack Eren without a second thought. As long as she used her winds, not only could she protect him but she could kill him as well.

Eren tilted his head sideways, noticing someone that Fey couldn't see. Next to his mother, Felona was standing. As Felona had let this woman come here, Eren had a feeling that it was because something interesting was about to happen.

"What are you staring at my face for? You bi*ch, hurry up and kill this bastard!"

Fey had already issued a command, but his mother hadn't moved. Instead, she just gazed at him. Her eyes weren't as lifeless as before. Instead, in her eyes, there was only disgust that could be seen.

"Don't call me mother. My son died a long time ago," the woman exclaimed. She had already realized that the person in front of her was someone else in her son's body.

The person was not her son as her son could never do something like this. And if it was actually her son who was doing this, then it was even worse. She didn't want to protect him anymore.

Blood trickled down his lips as he watched his clothes being stained in blood.

His blood covered lips curved up as his eyes started losing their shine.

"Maybe you are right. I will keep your advice in mind..." Fey weakly stated as he dropped on his knees as soon as Eren pulled out his sword.

Fey fell face first pic the group, a puddle of blood forming around him.

Eren didn't celebrate the death of another Transmigrator. Instead, he was only thinking about the last sentence of Fey.

He had a bad feeling about this. Why did he need to keep this advice if he was dying? Something didn't seem right.

Eren rubbed his forehead, turning around. He faced Fey's mother.

"He is still alive, isn't he?" That was the only thing that made sense in his mind.

Either the man was pulling some psychological trick to make him annoyed even in death, or he was actually an annoying cockroach-like character who was still alive.

He had a feeling that it was most likely the latter. Even if the man wasn't a good son, she should've felt some sadness to watch her die, but she didn't.

Wind Tower Master looked at the bloody body of her son, not feeling a trace of pity. She nodded to Eren's questions.

....

In an unknown place, a young man sat up abruptly, coughing blood. His soul was injured and his entire body was in pain, but his eyes were only filled with rage.