Chapter 73 Sanguine

After briefly discussing the days he spent with Anna, Adam asked Edward to share about his past. The youth felt that this was a great time and location to open up to one another and strengthen their friendship.

Unlike Adam, Edward's life was smooth sailing for the most part. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and was heavily doted on by everyone in his family.

However, as a kid, he was bullied and made fun of by other kids because of how he looked. Much to the kids' surprise, Edward was not always fat. In fact, he was extremely emaciated as a kid for some strange reason. Therefore, Adam and Lisa were the first true friends that he had made.

Edward didn't share anything about his mom's deteriorating health, though. He thought it would only dampen everyone's mood. Moreover, he didn't want to talk about it in the first place.

When it was Lisa's turn, however, she lowered her head and slightly shook her head. "I don't wish to talk about it."

Seeing this, Adam sighed. He always felt that Lisa was shouldering a heavy burden. Seeing that she wasn't comfortable speaking about it, he didn't mind. Instead, he patted her on the shoulder and comforted her. "It's alright. No matter what, me and Eddie are always there for you."

"That's right!" Edward clenched his fists and nodded his head vigorously.

Listening to her friends, Lisa bit her lower lips as tears threatened to fall from her eyes. She got down from the railing and turned around, refusing to let her friends see her cry.

She proceeded to walk downward as she muttered, "Let's not waste time anymore. The sun is about to set, let's begin our patrol."

The trio headed toward the bustling city; the bond of friendship that bound them together had become deeper than ever.

Inside a large cavern at an unknown location, magically hidden from the prying eyes of the Magi, a figure shrouded in darkness sat on a throne made of bones. Ne/w novel chaptrs are published on no/vel(/bin(.)co/m

He sat idly on the throne, his hand supporting his chin. The figure seemed to be deep in thought. Soon, his eyes opened, revealing intense killing intent.

The man's lips parted and he muttered to himself, "Things are getting difficult"

Everything was going according to plan until those three Magi showed up a few weeks ago. Thinking of those three Magi, the man couldn't help but gnash his teeth in rage.

"How dare they obstruct me?!"

He needed lots of fresh humans not only to sustain himself but also to complete a ritual. The ritual took precedence above all. But now that those Magi had shown up, his plans had been delayed.

"I should rip out their throats and eat them alive!" The man growled.

"But" He got to his feet and turned around. Behind the throne made of bones, lay an obsidian coffin placed vertically against the cavern walls.

A conflicted expression marred his face, but soon it was replaced by reverence. "Everything else can wait."

He turned back around and walked toward the other end of the cavern. His footsteps constantly echoed in this gloomy place and his figure was slowly illuminated by the only source of light in this dark place - luminescent crystals that were embedded on the walls and ceiling.

The man was wearing a silk red tunic, tight-fitted black pants, black leather boots, and a cape darker than night itself. He had a head full of long, black hair and his skin was white as snow.

He was lean and looked feeble to the untrained eye. However, every fiber of his being contained unimaginable strength. The man's facial features looked more effeminate than manly.

But his most striking feature was his pair of sanguine eyes!

As he made his way to the other end of the cavern, his gaze fell on dozens of silhouettes, close to a hundred, to be precise. These were the residents of the city that he had abducted over the past few months.

These numbers greatly surpassed the estimate of Count Hannes and everyone else!

The residents were currently being held captive inside a large cage as if they were cattle. All of them had listless eyes like they'd been drugged. But the strange thing was, although they appeared weak, they were in fact, brimming with vitality.

Clearly, the sanguine-eyed man had done something to them.

The man soon arrived in front of the cage. When he looked at the captives, he spoke disdainfully, "The fate of you vermins was to serve a much glorious purpose. But now things have changed."

His lips curled up into a cold smile. "Now some of you will have the honor of serving me for eternity."

He unlocked the cage and stepped foot inside. Then, he grabbed the nearest persona womanand brought her close. Following that, the man opened his mouth, revealing a set of perfect white teeth.

But soon, his teeth turned sharp and jagged like that of a ferocious beast. His canines turned much sharper than the others. Then, he viciously bit into the woman's neck.

"Ahhhh!!" The woman's pupils dilated as pain filled her being. She screamed in agony, her eyes rolling backward.

The man, after injecting the poison through his canines, threw the woman outside the cage. Then, he grabbed the next person and did the same thing. He repeated this fifteen times.

He licked the blood from his lips and muttered, "This should be enough."

The man stepped out of the cage and patiently waited in front of the fifteen 'corpses'. Within a few moments, a series of groans could be heard as the fifteen corpses began to show signs of movement.

Seeing this, the man smiled.

Soon, the fifteen corpses got to their feet. Their skin had turned pale and their eyes had turned red. Just like the man!

They looked around in confusion, but when their gaze landed on the man, their bodies stiffened. Immediately, they knelt on their knees and spoke in unison, "Master!"

The man chuckled coldly at their greeting. His lips parted as he gave his spawns their first order, "Go to the surface covertly and bring me fresh sacrifices. As many as you can. But remember, my slaves"

His eyes narrowed as he revealed intense bloodlust, causing the spawns to tremble in fear.

"If you feel like your actions might reveal the whereabouts of this cavern, immediately kill yourself."

"Yes, Master!" There was not a shred of hesitation in their voices.

"Good." The man nodded. "Now, leave."

The spawns vanished from their spots and slowly made their way to the surface. Their bloodthirsty eyes gleamed with determination and fearlessness, ready to lay down their lives for their new master.

Chapter end