Chapter 156: The Golden Egg (1/2)

”Lights knows not to…...” repeated the butler-like creature.

No matter how many times it recited it, it couldn't gain an epiphany.

The creature wondered what its queen meant. It understood that there was bound to be a deep meaning in her words.

After a lot of pacing, it decided to ask her, ”My queen, forgive me for not understanding.”

It bent its wispy head low, low enough to show respect to its queen.

The creature was a wraith!

Another netheran variant! It was the variant of phantoms and just below its queen in the hierarchy.

As it was born in the same period as the queen, it lived to serve her, like its fellow wraiths.

It worshipped her like a god, and even when given a choice, the wraith would surely choose to die for her.

This was the difference between the netherans and the other races.

Netherans have a strict hierarchy that could not be easily challenged. They were born with the knowledge of who was stronger and who they should bow to.

For instance, in the weeping town, ever since the birth of the banshee queen, things have been in order.

After her emergence, followed the wraiths, who were her personal soldiers.

Succeeding the wraiths were two other variants of phantoms; Wights and Shadows.

It didn't take long for the births of variants to stop, and then came the normal incorporeal netherans; the phantoms, and ghosts.

Slowly, all the netherans gathered under her and formed a united force.

They were bound by instincts that made them unable to betray the queen. It made them unselfish, loyal, every good quality other complicated races lacked.

This made them one of the deadliest forces in the world.

...…..

”Look,” ushered the queen.

Despite her appearance, her voice was quite coarse as if her throat had been crushed a million times before her death.

She twirled her fingers in the air melodiously for the wraith to see.

”W--What, my queen?” trembled the wraith.

Perhaps, it was considered one of the scariest creatures in the town, but when in presence of its queen, it couldn't afford to make a mistake.

Fortunately, the wraith's gifted intellect managed to save it. It realized that she was pointing at the air and dwelled on its senses.

Immediately, a loud snarl came out of it, ”Humans!”

It recited the first verse of its queen's 'chapter', ”Light knows not to hide in darkness.”

It isolated the first word, ”Light.”

Light symbolizes life. Life was present in all things, particularly complex beings like humans!

”Darkness,” the wraith isolated the last word.

Similar to life, darkness represented something big. It represented death. And he, his queen, all the netherans were full of 'death'.

In truth, they were never living, in the constant state of death, hence their other title; the Undead.

As soon as the wraith deciphered the two parties, he started understanding what his queen was talking about.

This was the Weeping Town, the home of netherans, filled with abundant [Nether Energy]. Should a human come here, they would stand out like the moon in a starless night!

It didn't matter what means they used, all the netherans would be able to tell.