Chapter 27 (1/2)
Aimiya was alarmed when he heard Yalike’s words.
After he was sent to the prison, he calmed down. Since he was not dead, there was surely a way to survive. He was just waiting for an opportunity.
During that time alone, he had meticulously sifted through his memories of the entire course of events. He realized in shock that he was so terrified of Yalike in that moment that he was thrown into a confused state of mind and lost his way. After that he made wrong step after wrong step, which led to failure.
Aimiya could not figure it out. He and Yalike had gotten along very well for a long time. Although that man was indeed as outstanding as the rumours portrayed him, at the same time he was just an ordinary beastman. He was addicted to the comfort that a sub-beast could provide, taking pleasure in the ultimate benefits that existed. He thought that he completely understood Yalike, but the situation from the day brought everything toppling down. At that time Yalike placed him under such immense pressure that he could barely breathe.
By that time, he had calmed down and could not help consoling himself. The circumstances were quite extraordinary after all. Yalike had appeared so abruptly that he suddenly panicked, and his slightly guilty conscience combined with being startled. Under the various psychological factors, he mistakenly perceived Yalike as especially terrifying.
After thinking things through, the tension eased from Aimiya’s strained heart. Even though he was in prison, Aimiya believed that Yalike would surely come back. Even if Yalike had truly abandoned him, since he had colluded with the Kro Tribe then the Chief would sure be concerned about that matter. He would thereby need to come down in order to uncover any hidden information.
He had to exploit the opportunity when it came and capture Yalike once more!
Aimiya understood very well the deadly attraction that beastmen felt towards a sub-beast.
Aimiya had thought everything out so well and Yalike had appeared just as he desired, but the moment he looked at that man straight on, that crushing pressure hit him in the face once more and he forgot everything. The psychological strength that he built up was on the verge of collapsing and it became as fragile as papier-mâché—one could easily perforate it with a finger.
Aimiya suddenly snapped out of it: No, Yalike must have something to ask, otherwise he wouldn’t have come, surely he-, certainly he must need something!
Aimiya seemed to have emboldened himself. He looked to Yalike, strong and indifferent, and said, “I know that right now it’s unlikely that you will believe me. You must feel like I’ve betrayed you, you trust the other beastmen, but they always looked down on me, they…”
Before he could speak words of ‘being totally devoted’, he was entirely incapable of saying any more.
His pretty head was stepped on and pushed down to the ground. A sturdy leather boot was pressing on his delicate cheek, and Yalike was like a master living high and looking down on him as if he was petty and low like mole crickets and ants[1].
“I never talk nonsense,” the man’s low voice echoed in the gloomy and cold dungeon, penetrating Aimiya’s heart with its sinister tone, “I don’t want to listen to nonsense.”
He did not have the slightest bit of pity as he ground that stunning face into the ground, then stooped over and looked into Aimiya’s eyes as he said, “I have something here that suits you very well.”
After he finished speaking, a slight smile played at the corner of his lips, but there was not even the slightest smiling expression in his eyes. They were still detached and indifferent, their hidden depths icy cold.
Was this really Yalike? This truly…
When Aimiya saw clearly what was in Qin Mo’s hand, he completely lost his ability to think. His complexion turned deathly pale, he began trembling all over, and he cried out, beside himself with fear, “No, no…you can’t give that to me, you can’t!”
“Please, don’t, just ask me Yalike, I’ll tell you everything! I’ll tell you everything, just don’t give that to me!”
“Oh, you want to speak?”
Aimiya was basically prostrate, every bit of dignity was just empty talk in front of that thing. He never knew that Yalike would actually have it, and when he called to mind its horror, he could hardly form words, “Yalike, yes that’s right, Yalike, I…”
“However, I don’t want to listen,” said Qin Mo. His deep voice was like the Grim Reaper sweeping his sickle through the dark of night.
Aimiya was unable to say a single word. The despair in his eyes nearly overflowed, right up until that moment he had not know what outcome he had provoked.
Fear, dread, and despair. All of those negative emotions engulfed his heart like a poisonous snake. He finally realized that the origin of the formidable power pressuring him was because the man before him had become a devil. He had no consideration for prior relationships and held only contempt towards life and death. He had no qualms over shedding blood, he was truly a crazy devil!
‘Do you know why you’re not dead? Because, I don’t want you to have a good death.’
Those words spoken before surfaced in his mind, their meaning now clear-cut and defined.
It was better to die than to live.
Aimiya never thought he would attempt suicide, but at the moment, he only hoped to die immediately!
He tried in vain to bite his tongue, but the devil did not let him go so easily.
Qin Mo captured his chin and forcefully fed him the thumb sized thing within his hand.
“Enjoy this bone eroding worm from the Dark Nation.”
The bone eroding worm was the most horrifying existence in the beastman’s world.
It did not have the slightest amount of fighting strength and it was extremely difficult for it to survive. After just a few seconds of exposure to the sun it would be burnt to ashes.
Despite that, it was able to incur a truly terrifying disaster if it managed to enter the body of any living creature.
Organisms invaded by the worm will be unable to control their own body and they cannot move even a fraction. It rapidly consumes its host’s flesh, except for the nerves—they are left intact. They are left able to feel the heart-rending pain akin to death by a thousand cuts.
If that was all, Aimiya would not be so frightened.
Once all of the flesh is swallowed up, that is not the end. The bone eroding worm stimulates the regeneration of the flesh from a cellular level and it is quickly restructured. Once complete, the body is ready for the next round of consumption.
The cycle repeats for seven days, at which point the bone marrow is completely ruined. Unable to rebuild, the process will finally end.
While everything is occurring, the host is forced to remain completely clear-headed. From beginning to end, they must endure the bone-deep agony of their flesh constantly being cut apart.
This was the evil worm, the devil from the Dark Nation, the damned thing that had long died out in the beastmen’s continent!
Even so, it was currently active within Aimiya’s body.
Qin Mo left the dungeon, changed into new clothes, and washed up a little.
By this time the horizon was showing the first glimmer of light. In approximately one hour the sun would rise.