Chapter 238 - 239: Darkness
"So what’s the current plan now, Quinn?" Lyra leaned her body against Quinn’s chest, looking up at his face with curiosity.
"Well, as planned. We will speed run and go to the Naturehive Territory. I can smell something good out there, so I can’t miss such an opportunity." Quinn smiled, as he could already see the future of him fucking a busty MILF right in front of her husband.
"Hmm, that’s good to hear. I think my core will stabilize tomorrow, so I’m expecting something... hehe." Lyra was thrilled to know what kind of broken thing would happen next.
Though she wasn’t expecting too much, it was always best to think positively.
"Then it’s better for us to stay away from this small settlement. I don’t know why, but it’s best not to attract any more attention for now."
"Hehe, thought so. It’s time for our next adventure to proceed!" Lyra was truly happy...a husband who was so ridiculously strong, and a man who could last for any length of time in bed she was living a truly perfect life.
"Neko, full speed ahead!" Quinn roared out loud, as Neko swiftly moved forward with her top speed.
’I hope the stabilization will be good tomorrow...’ Quinn had high expectations for the text written in his mind... it meant that after the core stabilized, they could absorb all of the concentrated energy resting within the core itself.
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"Argh!!! Are you saying that another family infiltrated and completely destroyed one of our strongholds with just a single person?!" The man, who was the family head of the Silverglade Territory, was completely losing his shit from the countless bad news that kept popping up without stopping.
Today, a member of an opposing family sent a single elite to wipe out one of their major strongholds that had stood proud for over 150 years... yet now it was completely gone.
Thousands of foot soldiers and high elites had died miserably after that single massacre. Well, it wouldn’t happen if it weren’t for the strongest family doing the deed.
The one who had attacked was none other than the Draven Family. Those monstrous humans were so far beyond normal understanding that his son, who had just recently died...was not even a match for the heir of that family.
Those fuckers were the true embodiment of an elite class and the ultimate peak predators of the human domain, according to all his spies and informants.
The base stats of the heir of the Draven Family when he was only Tier 3 were already 1500+, making him a total monster compared to other families whose members only possessed 800 to 1000 stats.
Now, no one even knew what the current stats of that heir were—maybe around 3000 or even higher! He was not confident enough to claim that he would remain unscathed if a battle ever occurred between them.
There was no need to even mention their monstrous Patriarch, because that man was existing on a whole other level entirely. Well, why would he compare himself when his own family was only considered second to the lowest among all the ruling factions?
"Fuck! What is happening right now...?" His hair was literally falling apart in clumps; he was in deep shit right now. It was all because of that man, that accursed fucker who had just suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
Obviously, it was his own fault for being so greedy... and now he was forced to eat what he had sown.
"Send all the elites to that location right now! We can’t delay any longer! I will go see who that fucker is who soloed and massacred all my people!"
"Y-yes, Family Head!" The high-ranking official scrambled quickly out of the room, taking note to get as far away from the enraged family head as humanly possible.
He didn’t want to die just yet, so it was much better for him to lay low and simply follow the lord’s orders.
Boomm!
"Damn it! You all will pay dearly for this!" The man stood up from his throne, while tightly holding a strange orb in his hand...
"Let’s see if you all can hold your tongues after I use this..." The man was thoroughly desperate now.
"Lord, we can’t use that just yet..." A dark, haunting voice suddenly came out, making him instantly pause what he was about to do.
"Shit, what now?! Can’t you see that all of my hard work is slowly crumbling apart?! Are you blind or what!?" The family head was so incredibly frustrated right now that he wanted to vent all of his massive frustration onto everyone around him.
"Boris, know your place." The voice instantly turned into a completely different, terrifying tone—even dropping all formal titles and formalities.
"Tch! I’m not..." He was beyond irritated, but what could he fucking do about it? That shit was on an entirely different plane of existence... a higher being who had come directly from another domain, and not just some shabby creature, but an entity from a far higher-tier race.
"Now, I don’t fucking care about what you are feeling right now. Just shut your trap, or I will fucking split your soul into two." The voice lingered heavily in the room like a dark curse... an accursed spirit at that.
"Yes..."
"Hmm, good. Now follow the rest of the plan. Also, we have another matter at hand now... we need you to find an insect from your race who managed to escape... directly from my grasp." There was a long, heavy pause before he spoke the rest of what he wanted to say.
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Boris lowered his head, his knuckles turning white as he clenched his fists in helpless anger. The cold pressure emanating from the dark orb settled over the entire chamber, heavy enough to make the stone walls groan under the strain.
"Who is this insect?" Boris asked through gritted teeth, swallowing his pride as best as he could.
"If they escaped from you, they cannot be a simple peasant."
"A former saintess of your territory... a woman named Helen," the sinister voice echoed directly within his mind, making his soul shiver.
"She carries a vital piece of the ancient key, one that she knows nothing about. She was supposed to be captured yesterday, but her presence vanished entirely from the city."
"Find them," the voice hissed coldly.
" Go now, Boris, before I decide to replace you with someone far more competent."