Chapter 3165 No​​​​​​​t Hell (Part 1)

Chapter 3165 Not Hell (Part 1)

"You can smell what in me?" The Void asked.

"That you are one of us. Or rather, you were." The Ry replied. "I wouldn't have dared come close to an Abomination if not for your smell. You have yet to become a monster, brother. You are better than this. Fight it!"

"Easy for you to say." Derek snarled, the word "brother" hurt him more than his hunger. "I'm the one suffering. You are asking me to give up on my meal, on my prey for nothing but your sake. Give me one good reason."

"I'll do better. I'll give you a tasty one." The Ry nodded to his pack and the wolves stepped back. "Let the buffalos go and you can eat me. I'm stronger than any animal. I'm a magical beast. You can feed on both my mana and life force."

The Void instinctively knew that the red-furred wolf was right. If the strongest buffalo was a torch, the Ry shone like a raging fire to his senses. Even the whole herd was nothing compared to a single magical beast.

"If you really have magic, why don't you fight me?" Derek didn't release his prey but he stopped feeding upon them.

"To what end?" The magical beast shook his head. "My pack would die. I would die. The herd would be massacred during our fight. I would lose everything and you'd miss the best part of your meal. Neither of us would get what he wants.

"Violence isn't the only way to achieve victory. That's why I've come here with an offer. Take me and promise to leave these lands. This way, the herd will survive and so will my pack."

"What about you?" The Void felt a pit in his stomach that almost made him forget about his hunger. Discover new chapters at novelhall.comost.

"I can afford to die. I already had cubs. My legacy will live on with them and my pack will have a leader better than me. I trust my children." The Ry's words sent a violent pang through the Abomination's body.

He could hear a baby girl cry, he could feel her conscience calling upon him.

"Elysia." He muttered as he suddenly knew the direction one of the missing pieces of his soul was.

At the same time, at the Verhen Mansion, the baby girl was actually crying, flaying her small limbs in her father's direction.

"Dya! Dya!" Elysia shapeshifted into her Tiamat form, hoping that the resonance would help Lith find him but she felt no answer.

Derek wanted to cry but he had no tears left since the day of Carl's death. All that remained were pain and guilt and they both came from the realization that he was still too weak to protect anything.

Too weak even to spare someone he respected from a painful death. Too weak to fight his own hunger.

"What he asked." Ragnarök replied. "What you needed."

Derek looked at the blade in anger but then he felt its pain. The Ry's death had given Ragnarök relief, but it was still suffering.

"No, what we needed, little guy." Somehow, the Void knew that the blade's life was on the line as well and it was fighting for him. "We. Why does this word is so bittersweet? We."

Another flash of light brown hair was followed by long raven black hair and a completely different smell. A hammer and a badge. A tower and a flower. We.

"We." Derek mumbled as he walked away from the Ry's corpse and the wolves' turf. "We."

He used that word a mantra to suppress the hunger. It was just a word but it caused him such joy, pain, and longing, that it fought the Abomination's endless appetite on equal terms.

Sometimes, "we" even kicked the hunger down a notch.

He used that word a mantra to suppress the hunger. It was just a word but it caused him such joy, pain, and longing, that it fought the Abomination's endless appetite on equal terms.

Sometimes, "we" even kicked the hunger down a notch.

"We." The Void walked at Awakened speed to save his strength. "Talking wolves, magic, and talking swords. I bet I'm not the only powerful one here, little one."

"You're not." Ragnarök confirmed.

"Then maybe, if I can find others like me, they can help me." He pondered. "After all, either they do that or they become my next meal. They help themselves by helping me. It's a win-win situation."

They spent several minutes in silence while Derek pondered how easy it came to him taking the lives of three men and yet killing a single Ry weighed heavily on his conscience.

"You know, little guy, if I was a religious man, I'd say that this is a punishment for my actions. That this place is some kind of hell and my hunger is my curse. Yet it takes one second to realize it's steaming pile of bullshit."