Chapter 35 An Approaching Evil

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When I gaze at the app my eyes widen in amazement, although I was even more shocked when I saw Bianca's picture come up.

"Holy shit, what are the chances of her being close by?"

I ask dumbfounded by the sudden turn of events, as it came as a surprise to me, to which Lilith replied.

『Coincidence, but I also got some rather juicy information on her as well』

"Yeah, I see that, but to think she is part of the Cartel, no wonder she ranks 3rd in the entire school, she has such a powerful background, although if I was still human I would fear her family, as the Cartel are some dangerous bunch."

『Yes that may be true before, but now her family poses no danger to you 』

"Of course, they don't, they would die before they even recognized it, although it's still kind of shocking to near nonetheless though, for now, I will embrace Pannella and Nero as two sets of meals when I get back."

I said to myself as I walk to the room that was in front of me, and announced my arrival as I open the door and said.

"I'm Ba...

But before I could even announce my return, I was presented with a sudden and unexpected surprise, by the sight before me.

And to describe what was before me, I could only sum it up in one word regarding the shocking scene.

Mayhem!

It was the only way to summarize the carnage before my eyes, that has taken place in my room.

Blood was everywhere, not a single corner of the room was not soaked in it, as the beautiful floor made from obsidian was dyed with it, the sheets were smeared with it, and the windows were practically bathed and repainted with it.

As I walk into the room, the thick scent of iron hit me hard, it was really suffocating to be around, as it felt as if a wave of multiple giant tsunamis punched my body into a deep sea of flesh and blood as the pungent and disgusting scent was like sinking into a deep facet or vat of pig guts and entrails.

While my beautiful bar was destroyed beyond repair, and the kitchen was wrecked properly, even the meatloaf Pannella made for us was on the floor, soaked with the blood of God knows who, and seasoned with multiple human bones and missing fingers that look like it was ripped directly off of a human body.

As I looked around traces of an immense battle could have been seen taking place here, the counter was broken in two, and the floor was smashed in, while my bed was total.

However, the most disturbing thing I came back to see in my room was the sight of a familiar human woman I chose to be my meal, the very woman I wanted to bed alongside Nero right away, and that person was in a horrible and fuck-up state.

Because to describe what I was seeing in full detail was impossible, the sight of her body, could not be described without churning one stomach to oblivion, the only reason I know it was her, was because the remnant of her beautiful dress was still clothed on her.

Her head was gone, it was as if it was torn off by someone or something, but the same could be said for both her arms, legs, lungs, ribcage, and other important limbs and organs.

Because upon looking at her, anybdy could notice that her body was brutally destroyed in an inhumane fashion, as all her organs except her liver were ripped out, and even her skin has deep claw marks as if was assaulted by a merciless beast.

Her body was tied up with her own large intestine, as it was hanging on a ceiling fan while spinning around, although her vagina was filled with cum and blood.

It was so bad that the sight alone was too horrendous and audacious to even describe any further, much less the sharp things in her anus as if some sick fuck was getting off with some fucked up gore play.

And by the looks of it, the cum was from different sources, several to be honest, her death was painful and definitely traumatic, that was for sure.

My eyes widen in anger not in remorse for her death, but in anger for my meal.

"Who fucking dare?"

I said in a monotone.

But my rage peaked when a familiar scent enter my nose.

"This scent, no... no.... no... I just got that toy, don't tell me."

I shouted in frustration, as I walk behind a broken counter, and there it was a long and thick severed right leg, with beautiful thighs and shape, with white fur a goat hooves.

Those legs were the legs of my woman, and newborn demon, Nero.

Upon looking at this, I want to blow up this entire place In frustration but, as I think about it, I let it go I won't go on a rampage, slowly breed in, slowly breed out.

I said to myself.

I was pissed.

Really piss.

Very, piss, but was it because of my enlightenment and realization, that I instinctively realize that rampaging now will get nowhere, so I sat and lie on the bed, as I look at the blood stain on the ceiling as I said in a calm voice.

"Calm down Asmodeus, anger gets you nowhere, why should someone as great as me show anger before a trivial display of bloodshed, for a demon king like me something like this is trivial, remember all women, no all life before you are good as objects and tools, whoever did this wants me to erase them without mercy."

"Killing my meal is one thing, playing with it before I get to is another thing, but damaging my stuff and woman is something else, as that is akin to waging war against me, I see someone wants to die really badly, but seeing that I made Nero go ahead of me, all this happen in that short amount of time."

"Or maybe Nero got caught up in something while I was absent, yes she met someone with great power in that short period when I was gone, it would make sense if Gaia was right this place is full of monsters at this moment, if they can damage that beautiful monster I created myself like that, then it means the enemy is not simple."

"Heh.... hehehehenehe.... amusing, hilarious, and annoying, very well then, it's time to go on monster genocide, but I can read assure that Nero is still alive, my power is still rising, that man's she is close by, but where I do not know."

Although I can use the string of fate to locate her.

So with that said, I began to see red strings, but one string stick out as it had a ribbon on it, meaning that this person has a strong connection to me and by the look of it, it was coming from below, meaning someone kidnapped her.

How did they do it, was beyond me, but I began to talk telepathically with Nero as I said.

"Nero, can you hear me?"

"..."

"Nero?!"

But as I shout her name, I received no answer.

"Weird something blocking my connection."

"Well I already can see where they are taking her as long as I follow this string, I will find my prize possession."

So with that said I extend my hand out as I said.

"Asmodeus."

With that said my precious blade came before me as the ring reverted to its true form.

Instantly Kuromaru said with a cold tone as if angry at the thing that made me angry.

"Your orders, my master."

"I will keep it short, I was robbed of both my meal and new toy, this unexpected turn of events pisses me off, but I still want to do some investigation here, as something feels off I sense a powerful presence in this room, so much so, I would say it's stronger than both Nargal and Necroma, follow the strings of fate, and brutally and slowly kill anything that stands in your way, may it be children or elderly, if it breathes it dies."

I said in a piss but calm voice, in a soft but cold tone.

"It shall be done my master, I shall await our reunion."

And with those words said Kuromaru transforms Asmodeus the blade of erection into a beautiful red monarch butterfly, as it follows the strings of fate.

I wasted no time as I began to use the eyes of truth on the whole room, and this was what I found.

[Corpse of Pannella that was played, devoured, and destroyed by the youngest son of the third progenitor in rage]

[Blood of the third progenitor's son, that was inflicted upon him by Nero]

[Blood of fifteen elite vampires detected]

"Vampire haaaa... I see well the... should I pay a visit to this so-called third progenitor waste of a son."

After all, this king needs to release his unrequited frustration on another living being, as I now desire, and require an inhumane level of pure violence and destruction that cannot be described by mere words.

But as I said this I notice a rich fragrance, it was a smell I was accustomed to, although it was different it shared a similar but much more sweet and richer scent, despite the tint of natural muskiness.

It was the smell of pussy.

"Hmmm, this isn't Nero scent, nor Pannella, so who is this?"

Yes due to enhance senses I can differentiate between smell, in short, once I have your smell, I can track you down better than a dog, and like that, I began to follow the erotic scent.

And it leads me to the bathroom sink, and that's when I saw it, it was a sexy black lace panty, it was small but surely erotic.

So I grab it with my hands as I began to pry information from it using the eyes of truth.

And that's when I saw it, the long-ass name of the owner of such erotic underwear.

[The favorite stolen underwear of the 5th progenitor, Rize-Eternal-Immortal-DyingOrion-Nebulamoon]