Chapter 176: Acquiring a potential Dragon as a Servant! (1/2)

The pond water turned scarlet. Blood scents wafted into the air, reaching someone's nose, causing him to wrinkle it reflexively.

Elliot stood at the inner edges of the pond, but as the bloodied water came towards him, he took a few steps backward, stepping out of it, showing that he didn't want his clothes to be dirtied by someone else's blood.

He looked at the pond, waiting for It to come out and strike him again. For a brief moment, nothing happened, then the surface of the pond rippled as the twin-headed snake surfaced. Its heads were redder than a baboon's ass, to say the least, with cracks all over them. It was as if Frankenstein had stitched different parts of monsters into one to create both of its faces; that's how horrendous and repulsive the monster looked right now.

The good news was that even though Elliot overdid it, the monster's wounds were healing rapidly. Maybe it was because it was a powerful monster and had a regeneration rate far incredible than magicians or because its vitality was nearly endless. Killing it would net Elliot a lot of essence of life, but he had no desire to do that. Instead, he had something else planned for it, a plan that would help him deal with the serpentine devils.

”Do you want to go for round two?” Elliot said with a smile, showing that he was all set and ready to amuse it again; that's if it wants to strike him again.

”No.” Although severely wounded, it managed to keep its calm. Nothing less expected from a spirit monster that had been alive for 5000+ years. ”You've already proven yourself far better than me. Fighting you will be pointless. I accept my defeat and concede to you. From now on, I will not hurt you or your kind just like I promised.”

”That's great.”

It had let bygones be bygones and hence entered Elliot's good book.

”Though, why didn't you kill me? You could have slain me if you had me attacked while I was muddled and out of it. Why didn't you do so? What was holding you back?” It said while looking at Elliot with surprise and shock. It knew full well that its body was a treasure trove that even other monsters would want for themselves. It would've surely died if it was someone other than the one before It.

Elliot was equally shocked, and he had good reasons behind his widened eyes and gaping mouth. After all, only now did he realize that It was talking in his language. Instead of giving it an answer, he responded with questions of his own.

”How are you speaking my language? Just when did you learn it? Moreover, how are your words directly sounding in my head? Is that telepathy?”

He shot a lot of questions towards It, expecting it to answer them.