Chapter 129: Pouring Blood On His Hands [2]

Chapter 129: Pouring Blood On His Hands [2]



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Amon sat on a metallic chair, his arms tied to the chair arms.

His mana was currently sealed.

It was a small square-shaped room with grey walls all around.

It had been 1 hour since he was locked up here.

As soon as he had stepped out of the building, there was a sharp thud to his neck, which dropped him unconscious.

The next thing he knew, he woke up in this cell, not knowing where he was.

He only hoped that Alya had gotten his message.

It wasn't long before the door of the room opened and 4 people walked in.

Amon immediately felt an oppressive aura descend on his body, halting his breathing a little.

He looked at them without any emotion.

He knew who they were.

The Unit Commanders.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

People who were at least ranked Colonel in the Imperial Military.

Each one of them was a 6th order clovist and Amon could tell that from just a glance.

There were three men and 1 woman.

One of them, with a brutish body, a brown mustache, and hair walked up to Amon.

Without hesitation, he grabbed his collar and raised him in the air, even lifting the chair with him.

The four leaders behind him said nothing, only watching with blank looks.

"You, fucking, punk." He said slowly, emphasizing each word.

But as if not giving him what he wanted, Amon kept silent, his indifferent gaze locked with the man.

Several seconds passed in silence before the man hurled Amon in rage at the wall behind him.

Colliding with the wall, Amon felt pain pass through his whole body.

He dropped down on the chair, before limping down on the floor.

All the while, his gaze kept locked with the leaders.

The man who had hurled him clicked his tongue.

"If you weren't a student of Eldergrove, believe me, I would have torn your body into shreds." The man spat.

Then, the woman spoke.

"Calm down James. We only need to wait for orders from the Imperiac and Eldergrove, after that, you can kill him as many times as you want."

The third man also nodded.

"Shina is right. Considering how weak he is, I doubt they would give a care over his life." Amon kept silent.

His gaze was still locked with the man, or James if that was his name.

It seemed to be that he was the Unit Commander of the unit that he was in.

Coming close to him, the man stomped his large foot on Amon's back before spitting in his face.

"Make sure to give the worst time of his life here in this cell before we get the orders." He barked before leaving the room along with the other leaders.

As the oppressive air finally disappeared, Amon sighed.

With some struggle, he was finally able to sit back on his chair.

He looked at the cufflinks.

was able to know whose work it was.

Just after they dumped the body, he also saw one of the two people reveal their faces before heading into the building.

It was Dylan. And he had a complicated look on his face as if he was contemplating.

That was when it all made sense for Amon.

It almost made him shudder again by remembering how formidable this horror was.

By just taking over a target's mind and then killing it to infect the other person, it was able to

continue its chain of killing.

A whole empire could crumble down from just this single horror.

All it needed to do was inflict fear and horror into their minds.

In any case, that was when Amon connected all the dots.

And also when...

He chose to use Elizabeth as bait.

Because of their previous interaction and them being alone in his room, Amon knew that

Elizabeth was in a feeling of elation.

And the higher a person was in the emotion of happiness, the easier it was to break them

down.

And that was exactly what he did as he tore up Elizabeth's heart.

It might have been cruel but he didn't care at that moment.

She was the only way for him to test his theory.

And it proved to be correct as he saw Dylan succumbing to the Smile as well.

But before he could kill himself and inflict fear on Elizabeth, Amon, who was feigning

ignorance, quickly leaped in for the kill.

Nevertheless, even with Dylan's death, the Smile wasn't dead yet.

It was still there, in the minds of a target.

And it was Amon's duty to find them now.

And for that, he had to first get out of this cell.

But there was another question...

And it was that how did an Eldritch Horror invade the walls.

And there were two possibilities for that...

One was it entering through the mind of a target which was what Amon hoped it to be.

Or...

That it was already in the walls, waiting for a weak-hearted target.

But there was still the part about how it ended up inside the walls.

And for that...

The only other theory that made sense was.

That there was a leak in the walls.

And the entrance of Smile from the forest was just the starting.

This was what Amon knew it was going to be.

'Fuck.'