Chapter 512 - 458 : Broken Husk (1/2)
”Your condition has not stabilized yet, stay still.”
As Lucy tried to get up, a cold voice penetrated her ears, startling her. Once she glanced toward the source of the voice, the silver-haired woman became dumbfounded, her eyes containing disbelief as she stared at the fragile-looking woman sitting next to her. Never did she imagine to run into Lissandra, a former enemy, in this kind of place.
She knew that the fallen God deserted MoonStar city and went to live her life, as a mortal, so what confused her is how a weak woman who can be killed by a wind breeze ended up in Oblivion. Furthermore, she was being taken care of by her, making Lucy a bit uneasy as their relationship couldn't be considered 'harmonious'.
As if she read her thoughts, the woman added:
”Fear not, I bear no grudge against you. What happened in the past shall remain as so, moreover, in a place like this, it's better and practical to ally together to make it out alive and in one piece.”
Though told not to move, Lucy struggled and tried to look for any signs of her husband only to fall back down, groaning from pain. In the last battle, she didn't receive a frontal attack which knocked her out, instead, she fell unconscious due to overworking herself. Continuous nonstop use of Mental Power several exhausted her, and the pain only added more fuel to the fire, worsening her condition and rendering her in this helpless state.
Her right arm didn't even resemble an arm anymore, it was just a gory mangled piece of meat, covered in blood and lacking any kind of energy. The bones were either shattered or broken, the muscles were ripped and the skin was torn, revealing the disgusting sight underneath. The rest of her body was in no better condition, failing even to do the most basic of movements.
Although her energy pool recovered to full, she was unable to use it as the mental backlash resulted from the gruesome fights was still present and heavily affecting her, both mentally and physically.
”Your husband is with Vyncent. We had to separate to confuse our pursuers.”
Lucy struggled to open her mouth and utter a few words but all that got out was a lot of blood, mostly black and sticky blood.
Seeing the poor state of the white specter, Lissandra felt neither joy nor satisfaction… she already forgot about the past and never wanted to discuss it. Her actions were foolish and rash, she shouldn't have been that arrogant. Her short mortal experience changed her thought process, allowing her to see the world in a new light.
While it's true that she resented the couple at first, those hateful feelings she harbored slowly but surely vanished and were replaced by hope and curiosity. She didn't know why but she was inexplicably curious about Astria and its origin.
This small and remote world seemed fine from the outside, however, it had terrifying secrets which would frighten anyone, especially the cave she found underneath the Eastern Continent. The pictures on the wall depicted the future, the book and its connection with Riarravar.
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”How do you feel?” The bearded young man gobbled up a dried piece of meat while asking another man sitting opposite of him. The man's hair was grey and had an unsightly scar on his face, his slow movement and trembling body indicated that he wasn't in his best shape.
While controlling his shaking hand, Arthur ate some meat and replied:
”I'll need a few hours to regain enough power to fight.”
He recovered all of his Nether Energy and Mental Power but, for some reason, his current 'body' was rejecting him and not fully obeying him. Strangely, his skin showed signs of cracking, like glass, which alarmed him.
Without the assistance of the ARK or the knowledge of Claud, Arthur wasn't able to guess the reason behind the crumbling of his physical body.
'Must I change hosts?'
He does have other humanoid bodies but he would rather keep using this one until he finds a better alternative. Now that he's a Soul Parasite, he didn't have a real physical body so his current host was temporary and after what suffered in the war, it's to be expected that it's in this condition, however, it still didn't explain the rejection he was experiencing.
In fact, even after being almost killed in one more than occasion, his body should have fully recovered in a few hours, at most.
…
Coincidentally, three hours later, when the trembling ceased and the parasite regained enough strength to defend himself, the two of them received uninvited and unwelcomed guests.
This desolate place was like a graveyard, due to its peculiar nature, not even the Cthulhu dared to come yet there were two silhouettes who appeared a distance away from Vyncent and Arthur.
”You caused a lot of problems then bailed, inferior organism.”
The muscular black-skinned man from before stared at Vyncent with an unfriendly gaze, a dangerous pressure revolving around him. Next to the muscular man stood a silent elder who glanced at Arthur with interest, wondering how another human managed to enter Riarravar.