Chapter 235: Experments (1/2)

With the sun rising over the Forest of Melimiota, the sounds of terrifying clashes could be heard as I hid under the veil of darkness within a cave. Holding my breath, I could only sigh as the voice of Bjorg roared.

”WHERE ARE YOU!!! FACE ME, COWARD!!!”

Not daring to move, I blended into both nature and darkness. This was not the first run-in I had with Bjorg, and it will most likely not be the last. The man blamed me for his family's death. Although he is correct, the blame should be on his patriarch's head. Why the hell were they blocking a forest. All there is here fucking trees and shit out here.

”DEMON, WHERE ARE YOU!!!”

Rolling my eyes, I sighed as I waited for his anger to fade. Hours quickly began to pass as night once more began to descend. Feeling the moon's gentle rays, I flew up high into the clouds under my darkness, not feeling Bjorg's power or wrath.

Locating the nearest city that the man name Val said, I smiled as the teleportation rune began to flash. Without making a sound, my body slowly fell from the sikes above the port city of Remora.

Watching the brightly light city filled with life, I landed in a location dim with light and people. Suddenly two voices entered my ears as I hid behind a building.

”I here Elder Bjorg is at it again. It seems the Ashen Demon is still on the loose. I hope he gets what's coming to him.” A young man with crimson robes commented to another wearing similar attire.

”Yeah, but I wish they can just show us a sketch of him. All we have to go on is that damn wolf mask of his and the black spear he holds. It is not a lot of information to go on. We don't even know if he is ugly?”

”Of course, he is ugly. You ever seen a fine bitch hide her shit?”

Touching my mask, I smirked with a hint of contempt. Suddenly my mask began to morph from what it was into something similar to the demons within the Halls of the Snow estate in Pendragon. Remembering the demonic look. Long sinister horns sprung from my mask as its shade began to turn a deep shade of crimson.

Stepping out of the shadows, I sent a look towards the duo, still walking completely unaware of my descent. Turning in another direction, my body began to fade as I explored the port city of Remora.

While it was night, Remora was quite brightly lit as its nightlife was quite vibrant. Staring at the various parties, I could not help but shake my head. Compared to Pendragon, many in Midgard didn't take cultivation so seriously. Nightlife was dead, and only those without talent were found hosting parties.

Making my way past their various parties and bars, I continued to explore. However, the more I travel, the more disgusted I became.

”All these bitches eat here is fish. Damn, that is so disgusting.” I yelled in an annoyed tone. ”What is the point of a vacation if I cannot eat? This is the last time I visit a port city. I should have known better.”

Releasing an annoyed breath of air, my gaze slowly turned more serious. Wondering the streets, I asked around for the main base of the BLooded association. Coming upon a rather large aged building, my lips slowly curled up behind my demonic mask.

Staring at the heavily guarded building, I suddenly formed a plan. I was honestly just being a dick, but so what. Every cultivator is a dick in their own right. Turning around, I attempted to leave when a light voice sounded.

”Halt!!! State your name!” She yelled in a commanding tone. Scrunching my brow, I ignored the voice as my steps continued.

”Surround him now!” the voice called out as I watched a dozen souldiers surround me, their weapons glimmering under the moonlight with a sharp glint. Narrowing my eyes, I turned around towards the woman with short violet hair and emerald eyes. ”Remove your mask now!” she demanded in an arrogant tone.

Sending the little meat a deep glance, my body suddenly began to fade as I vanished from their sights. Watching as they opened their eyes wide, I laughed on top of a random building.

”Find him now,” THe little girl bellowed in rage, ”He could have been Arsene. He killed my uncle's family. We need to avenge him!”

Touching my chin, I smiled, ”Hmmm, would Brorg be mad if I banged his niece?” I asked in a puzzled tone, ”He shouldn't be right? We go way back; I did kill his wife and children. It's only fair that I give them more. Although can I even have children?”