Chapter 3157 Descent to Madness (Part 1)

Chapter 3157 Descent to Madness (Part 1)

As an Abomination, Derek had no muscles that could spasm, but he didn't know that. He fell on the ground only because the impact took him by surprise and he waited for the seizure for a few seconds before realizing nothing was going to happen.

"What the fuck? They have wands instead of guns here. This is definitely not the Earth of the past. If I have traveled through time instead of space, this is some weird future where magic replaced technology." Derek said while watching the darkness of his body eating at the remnants of the spell.

"Interesting. My current form seems to be immune to electricity. Let's see what else it can do."

The Void shot chore magic bullets of all elements against his hand, but they all phased through the Voidfeather armor.

"Dammit!" He used a lightning bolt on himself to confirm his theory. "I may be immune to some elements, but to all of them is out of the question. The only thing I know for sure is that I'm immune to my own magic.

"It's the only explanation for my lightning to behave differently from the carriage guy's. Also, if this is anything like a video game, being immune to one thing means I'm vulnerable to another.

"The questions are: how can there be humans on this planet and, if the guy who summoned me here was so powerful, how come those people didn't recognize me? They just called me a monster." After saying it out loud, a new mystery arose.

"Wait a second. This is just like with the tiger man. I understand what they say but they don't speak English. How is that possible?" Derek thought about chasing the merchants and asking them a few questions, but he decided otherwise.

Without Gravity Magic, every step he made while running left behind a crater and boomed like thunder, making his approach as discreet as an incoming thunderstorm on a clear sky. T/his chapter is updated by nov(ê(l)biin.co/m

"I'd better let them relax and think they've lost me. After all, I just need to follow the road to find them again. Now I'd rather focus on the language barrier."

Derek replayed the conversation with Strider and the quick exchange with the merchants in his mind. He listened to their words and repeated them out loud, remembering their nuances and the differences with their English equivalent.

"Man, if I'm dumb." He chuckled as he got close enough to understand what was happening. "Middle Ages also means no CCTV or phones. A road like this is a thug's wet dream."

There was a carriage to the side of the highway and one of its wheels was damaged. Whether by accident or design, it was impossible to tell. The only thing Derek knew for certain was that three rough-looking men were harassing its occupants.

One of them was searching the carriage for valuables, one was keeping an eye on the road for trouble and the last one was messing with a young family. The man lay on the ground in fetal position and in a pool of his own blood.

He was the source of the delicious smell that had lured the Void. The woman, a slightly attractive youth barely in her twenties, was being stripped down with deliberate slowness.

A kid, maybe four years old, stood by his father, shaking him and sobbing hysterically.

From so up close the Void could ignore the blood and smell the ozone. His eyes caught the burnt marks on the man, woman, and child, drawing a clear picture that was confirmed a second later.

As the woman tried to defend herself, the thug electrocuted her with a tier one lightning.

"He must have played with them until the husband somehow resisted or dodged the spell and got stabbed for it." Derek said out loud, practicing Tyris' language.

"Watch out! A monster is coming our way!" The sentinel screamed, causing his associates to scoff and laugh rather than worry.

At least until they turned around and the mere shockwave caused by the Void's charge coming to a halt sent tumbling. The thugs decided that the meager belongings of the travelers weren't worth their lives.

They rolled back to their feet and ran for their horses, leaving their victims behind as monster chow. The bandits jumped on the saddles and kicked the beasts' sides for a full gallop. Yet no sound came from the hooves as the horses moved slowly and in the wrong direction, toward the monster.

"Damn if this is cool!" Derek wanted to feel excited at his telekinetic powers. He wanted to. Yet he couldn't. "Spirit Magic is amazing let's see what else it can do."

For some reason, seeing the young couple angered him to the point that his eyes twitched and Ragnarök begged him to be released.