Chapter 1122 Demonic Human

Chapter 1122 Demonic Human

The former Count Heirden was standing in the middle of a stone room with two more people. He recognized them as they were his peers in the past.

"To think that you would actually get invited as well, Count Heirden... Ah! I can't use that name anymore, right, Yesley?" One of them sneered. "Not only have you lost your identity as an arbiter, but you also have lost your title, reducing you and your family to commoners. No, in fact, you're already lucky enough that you manage to avoid execution."

Yesley Heirden didn't even bother to reply to him, but his hands were already clenched into fists. He had come here because of Noel and Anna. The king told him he would get the power and chance to kill them if he came here.

But before they could mock him even more, he was fortunate that the door was opened.

*Creak!*

"!!!" The three turned to the door, finding the king and the marshal entering the room.

"We greet Your Majesty." They immediately fell onto one knee.

The king waved his hand. "You may rise. This is an unofficial meeting anyway."

As soon as they stood up, the king continued, "I've told you the reason why I called you this time. However, I'm going to ask you again. Are you ready to sacrifice everything for the sake of strength? This power will be able to let you reach a level you've never thought was possible before. If you don't have the determination to do it, you are to leave right away."

The three stood still, looking at the king with a resolute face, which gave more answers than their words.

"In that case, bring it in." The king waved his hand.

Duke Raymond entered the room, bringing a box that was covered by fabric in his hands.

The people couldn't help but feel curious, noticing the spiritual energy emanating from this box.

"If you want strength, you just have to swallow this." The king extended his hand as the marshal pulled down the fabric, revealing what was inside.

"!!!" The three of them dropped their jaws immediately.

"That's..."

"No way!"

Yesley Heirden gritted his teeth. Inside the glass box lived a few round creatures with eight legs. It looked like a spider if not for that towering figure. "Don't tell me, they were... demons?! The original form of demons?"

Obviously, all of them knew that demons were a kind of parasite that controlled the host. The demons usually entered the animals and transformed them since they had lower consciousness compared to humans.

The king's expression turned grim. "That's right."

"!!!" The three shuddered. "Your Majesty..."

"If you want to get stronger, you are going to swallow these. The demons will transform your bodies, which will allow you to harness your full potential."

However, these two arbiters actually noticed something weird.

"What is this spiritual energy? This is the first time I feel this much spiritual energy coming out of someone's body."

"This has far surpassed the amount that Yesley is supposed to be able to release at once."

"Yeah. Peak Grandmaster? No. The amount of spiritual energy alone... I think this is actually more than the old sword."

Obviously, the 'old sword' they mentioned was none other than the Sword Arbiter, Duke Lorelei, the one who was known as the number one among Spirit Grandmasters.

"Losing the spirit and humanity to gain a strength comparable to a Spirit Transcendence..."

The two arbiters exchanged looks. It seemed that the king was indeed telling them the truth. If they integrated the demons into their bodies, they might be able to reach the stage they could only dream of.

Still, one problem remained. They needed to see whether the demon controlled Yesley or not.

"This feeling... Hahahaha." Yesley laughed out loud. He glanced to the side and pointed his palm at the wall.

They were confused about what he was planning to do at first. But the marshal became wary the moment Yesley released his spiritual energy.

Bam!

The wall crumbled into pieces, shocking all of them. Even the marshal widened his eyes.

"What? Too fast. He merely released his spiritual energy..."

"But the speed was too fast. I couldn't even react. No, I couldn't even see it... When did he gather the spiritual energy and release it?"

As an Arbiter, they were already quite strong. But the realm that Yesley showed was simply too much even for them.

"This is it. This is the power..." Yesley smirked. "I will kill those brats with this power and destroy everything they have. No. I will torture them first. I won't let them have a peaceful death."

The king said, "I will give you that opportunity. What do you think?"

"You have given me this power. As long as I can kill them, I don't care about anything else."

"Good. Congratulations! You have become a demonic human." The king smiled, satisfied. He then glanced at the two arbiters. They gulped down, looking very tempted.

Just like how the king strengthened his force by using the demon, there was no way the organization where it originated didn't do such a thing.

In the cold, stone room underground, a lonely man sat down on his chair. He was clutching his chest as the black veins covered his body. But only his right eye had turned black, contrary to what happened to Yesley.

To avoid suspicion, he had to do it. However, it also meant that no matter what he did, he wouldn't have any place to return anymore. Even if he died, his grave would be unmarked, and his deeds would be erased or known for their infamy.

He was panting heavily as if he were resisting pain. He muttered, 'I might not have a lot of time left... Forgive me, at this rate... I might end up becoming your enemy... forgive me, my brother, sister-in-law, and... my nephew.'