Chapter 944: The Dark Silhouette

Chapter 944: The Dark Silhouette



"Now, you're healed." Vasilissa smiled, brushing Arad's hair with her hand. "Hold on for just a second, I'll go snap that woman's neck." She turned toward the pale night, "Get her out, I can already guess that it's Lunara and not Selune since you're the one who was called to heal her."

When Vasilissa opened her palm, her long purple claws extended out. But she also knew that no matter what she said, the pale night would never give Lunara out. She isn't called the mother of all demons for nothing, now that she has Lunara's soul inside her, she'll protect her to the death.

The pale night sighed, "Vasilissa, listen well, little girl." She was old, far older than the abyss itself. She's a creature that had lived since the ancient times of AO, long before the current Overgod was born. "She is my daughter now. You'll be starting a war with not just me, but trillions, untold hordes of demons that would drown you in a sea of blood."

The infinite abyss is always growing deeper, several new layers emerging every month with new horrific and mutated demons being born out of the pale night's womb to fill them. Only she knew the horrors lurking in the lower layers of the abyss. Those layers are so horrific and unhospitable to life that even gods fear them, only the overgod had stepped inside and explored some of them.

The pale night had no reason to believe that Vasilissa wouldn't fear those layers, but she also had no reason to think that Vasilissa wouldn't dare to charge at her layer.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Hati sighed, trying to think of a way to convince Vasilissa to back away. "Forget about that. How is Arad, did the training affect his body?" Hati tried to change the subject.

Vasilissa glared at her, "You're trying to change the subject, fuck off. But...Arad indeed did change a bit." She sat back on her chair and sighed, staring at her son. "The draconic body is our true form. Turning into a half-dragon or a humanoid is effectively becoming a lesser creature, trading power for convenience and efficiency. I bet Arad could survive on a single meal for two decades if he remained in his human form and lived by human standards of strength and magic."

"And?" The pale night took her chance to slowly back away and take a seat.

"After Arad's draconic body, he could enchant himself with his two main curses, the vampiric and lycanthropic curse, turning into a Vampiric Wyrmwolf Dragon. That form is the same as if a human was both a vampire and a werewolf at the same time and used those powers simultaneously." She looked back at Arad, "Lycanthropy offers higher resilience, physical power, and senses, the vampiric blood offers regeneration and magical empowerment, as well as a tone of minions to use."

"And..." Vasilissa reached with her hand inside her chest, "If you aren't convinced." She pulled a naked, crying, and screaming woman who started begging her the moment she came out. She didn't leave a word in the book that she didn't plead with. Hati and the pale night immediately recognized the woman as Astra, the goddess of shooting stars. They could finally remember her!

As the two women stared in horror, Vasilissa shoved the begging Astra back inside her. "Next time, if either Arad or Gojo get hurt, by anyone beside me, I'll make sure to throw whoever harmed them inside, if they ran away, I'll throw the whole world, hoping they are in it." She shifted back into her normal form, sitting back on the chair, "And to answer your question," She glared at Hati, "Yes, Arad used a lesser form like this, one appropriate for his age and magical capacity, also the development of his stomach."

With one leg over another, she patted Arad's head, "To think his frail body was forced to use such an extreme power at a young age..." She waved her hand at the bedside table, and it went right through it like an eraser.

"His form is probably limited to sending whatever comes into his silhouette into his stomach. He shouldn't use it too much since it damages his body a lot." She stood with a deep sigh, "Tell Lunara that she was lucky this time. I won't be this forgiving next time."

She disappeared into black mist, leaving the two women flabbergasted. They sat silent for a solid half an hour before taking a deep breath, they now became certain that Vasilissa left. She was an even bigger monster than they had expected. It had become clear why the overgod made the void dragons to be the cosmic police and guards of countless worlds, their power is so great that their mere existence is enough to force even gods to play by the rules. The pale night hesitantly pulled Lunara out, watching out if Vasilissa was still prowling around, but everything seemed fine.

"This is exhausting..." The pale night sighed.

"I'm glad she left so quickly. I don't know if I could've had enough stamina if she spent the whole night here." Hati looked at Arad, "But back to this, he reached that strange void form... it might not be mature, but that's a horrifying level of progress from being pushed near

death."

"Near-death experiences are known to push fighters beyond their limit." The pale night waved her hand and a bed appeared out of nowhere. She laid on it and sighed, "I'll take a nap, wake me when Lunara wakes up."

"Rest well, Grandma." Hati looked at her with a smug smile and the pale night immediately growled back at her, "I'm not a grandma!" But she was indeed far older than almost everyone.