Orc Tyrant
Chapter 648: Soul Eater (Part 2)
She felt it since arriving in Tyre.
At first, Perry guessed that it was just a side effect of the dramatic change of mood. After all, she plunged into this chaotic and busy strange city from the quiet residence of the Shadow City.
No, she hoped it was just a side effect.
She took the courage to focus her mind here, but she trembled more and more violently.
A dark shadow appeared on the edge of her perception range, close to her eyes, the air was even closer, much closer...
Perry suddenly noticed the damp sensation in her nostrils and cheeks, and she smelled a fishy smell. She opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was the flyer.
The whole piece of paper turned into a dark scarlet red, and the words printed on it were already indistinguishable. Perry panted heavily and raised his head from a kneeling position, only to find that this room and everything in it were red. Red, red...
She dropped the broken pen, wiped her face with her hand, and thick liquid dripped from the corners of her eyes.
It's blood, not tears.
Driven by a sudden horror, she stood up and inadvertently stepped on the drawing board.
The whole room looked damp and stuffy, and all the surfaces were as slippery as flesh and blood. Perry staggered towards the only window, reaching out to tear off the curtain to open the window, and breathe in untainted air.
As she approached, the curtain of scarlet and shadow opened like petals.
A human-like body appeared out of nowhere, with the help of spindle-shaped feet hanging upside down from the ceiling, when the heavy curtain fell to the ground with a muffled sound, that slippery and shiny body stretched out like a grease-filled body. .
In the next second, its name was imprinted on the soft surface of Perry's mind, and she had to speak out, just to get rid of the deep fear in her mind.
"Soul Eater..."
A deformed huge mouth full of sharp teeth and bone spurs stretched out from the monster's head, and the insidious fire enveloped the vaguely contoured face, leaping in two dark pit-like eye sockets, and only carrying witchcraft. Only people with vision can see.
In an instant, Perry realized who killed those people, and who turned the victims into horrible works of art.
This is a kind of terrifying monster. It comes from the flesh and blood factory desecrated by the Trust Council. It has only a few sighting reports. It is said that they are also a kind of precious "property" for those invaders from different spaces-they have powerful anti-witchcraft. Ability is the deadly nemesis of all wizards.
But why does it appear in this place? What are its worthy goals?
She backed away step by step, her brain was messed up, she couldn't make a sound at all.
At this moment, Perry just wanted to cover his eyes, look away, looking for a corner where he hid his head so as not to be forced to stare at the monster called the Soul Eater.
However, she has nowhere to hide. Even if she digs her eyes out of her eye sockets, she cannot remove her witchcraft vision, and the terrifying aura of this creature will continue to linger.
"No! Who! Who will save me!"
She realized with horror that the killer wanted to look directly at it herself, and see everything with the profound perceptual power bestowed by talent. It projects a sense of need that forces people to focus on it. This strong desire to hold her tightly like a black hole. Tightly attracted.
The Soul Eater was muttering something to himself. Perry had touched the hearts of other murderers, and the terrible pleasure from the slaughter would always make her retreat.
However, she did not see anything like that at the moment. The soul of the soul-eater was a pool of pitch black ink, smooth like a mirror surface, not disturbed by madness, desire or rage... it seemed to be absolutely still, just obeying orders. An unshakable firm belief.
This reminded her of Hesuo's methodical and rigorous thinking in an instant. This killer had the same tenacious will and a sense of direction that would never deviate from his goal, as if he was following a series of instructions.
It is also inviting her to have a glimpse of it.
She knew that if she refused, the Soul Eater would immediately tear her to pieces. She desperately tried to break through the cold fog that wrapped around her, trying her best to project a frantic call to her guard.
At the same time, she also allowed her mind to accept the attraction of the Soul Eater in an attempt to delay time. To a certain extent, the true nature of this monster made her both disgusted and fascinated.
The Soul Eater is not pretentious, it opens itself completely.
And the terrible things she witnessed are indescribable. This killer was made like this. It came from a corrupted ethnic group whose source has long been untraceable, and then it was wrapped in a strange shell with a living body. The material seems to be cut from Hanan's Howling Abyss.
Whether it is an unprovoked coincidence of a cruel fate or a deliberate act of distorting talent, the Soul Eater has no soul, but it is completely different from any kind of nihilism that Perry has encountered.
It is a black insulator, the ultimate embodiment of anti-witchcraft power.
Perry used to think that this kind of thing was just a guess, a frantic nightmare of a mad wizard—but it stood in front of her, breathing the same air as her, looking at her with weeping blood in her eyes.
Suddenly, the Soul Eater stretched out blade-like fingers and held Perry's palm.
"No, no...Ahhhhh!!!"
She howled, the blazing pain spreading across her body, the assassin arrogantly and easily cut off the thumb of her right hand, pinching it at the fingertips for fun.
Perry squeezed his injured hand tightly, blood pouring out continuously.
The soul eater raised the severed finger and threw it into his mouth, chewing bones and flesh, as if it were a delicious delicacy.
The witch slumped on the blood-dotted floor dizzy and noticed the sudden change in the veins of the killer's body.
Its dark, void-like eyes looked down at her and gradually turned into a hazy mirror. She saw the reflection of her own soul in the other's eyes. After being copied by the killer, her spiritual talent was increased thousands of times and began to boil over.
The Soul Eater has tasted her blood, drew her source-and thus can see her through.
It already knew her well.
The witch hurried back with her hands and feet, feeling that she and the killer's hearts suddenly reached a fragile resonance, and the trajectories of the two powers gradually overlapped.
"Let me go! Let me go!!"
Perry cried, begging it to stop, but the Soul Eater simply tilted his head to let the power continue to accumulate.
She realized that the other party hadn't killed in this way for a long time, and the other deaths were plain and unremarkable. It wanted to test its abilities by killing her, just like a soldier was testing the accuracy of a gun.
The witch finally realized that she was the only possible threat to its existence in the entire city, but it was too late.
At this moment, a sense of touch meets in the void space between the two.
Perry's mental power spun out uncontrollably, rushing to the long-awaited Soul Eater, and the killer effortlessly swallowed it up.
Then the black monster released its burden, mirroring everything about Perry, her supernatural talent was backlashed, and it was magnified into a deadly and violent hurricane.
"Hyso--"
A wailing, the poor woman turned to ashes, completely dissociated.
The Soul Eater curiously fumbled with some of her remaining ashes, then opened his barbed mouth and blew it lightly.
Everything is eliminated.
"Ok... Guk... Ok... Guk..."
With a whisper like a tick of a code, the Soul Eater disappeared into the shadow of the corner.
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