Chapter 475 - Pained Scream (1/2)

”So, from our agreements all those years ago. You must tell me if you have more than three pairs of wings.” Dulir asked remembering their timely promise that's only fulfilled every nine years.

”I do indeed have more than three pairs of wings.” Roan obliged to their promise.

They reached the bas.e.m.e.nt. A place several hundreds of meters large. It was a wine cellar left by Dulic's wife to him a long time ago.

When the both of them reached the bas.e.m.e.nt, Roan's eyes glimmered with joy as hundreds of barrels of wines were laid out before him and in one corner, there was a separated one hundred black barrels.

Roan approached these hundred black barrels and opened them without hesitation. The aroma wafted over to him gently.

”Hooah, these batches have a much sweeter scent than before.” Roan leaned in closer to the opened cask of alcohol to take a deeper sniff of the product, ”Hmmm, oh yeah, it's even stronger than before. Did you change an ingredient?”

”Hmmm? No, of course not! Though I did encounter a Hell Aurora Flower that's a hundred years older than I usually used. I thought I'd use it to mess with the hundred batches I would give you, I won't sell that group, anyway.”

”So, you use mine as an experimental phase?”

”Yep!”

”That's brilliant!” Roan nodded, pleased at Dulir's decisions, ”Father would love this, he's been more tolerant to the alcohol I've been giving him, as well.”

”Father? I thought Devils were born from the feathers of the All-Father? Didn't you say you were born from the down feathers of the All-Father?” Dulir was confused.

”Oh, I was lying. Devils with three pairs of wings and below are born from a mother like everyone else. Though there are times when someone with four pairs manages to be born though.” Roan explained as he kept the casks away and then began leaving the bas.e.m.e.nt with unhurried steps.

”Wait, wait, wait… from your words, are you telling me the All-Father is alive? Did he reincarnate like the Mother of Beasts? Roan! Answer me!” Dulir shouted from below. He could not believe Roan's words. The All-Father was alive, such a revelation said so casually… it was actually both confusing and refreshing.

”Nope, I only have pair of wings, right? I was born to a mother and father. Yes, that's right, this Devil King is actually a born genius!” Roan laughed and then stopped, ”Something like that.”

”…Are you messing with me, Roan?”

”Nope, oh yeah, if you tell anyone about this, I am going to tear your souls asunder and keep you away from reincarnating,” Roan said laughing.

”Yeah, yeah, I know.”

”Good to know. Oh yeah, I'll answer your question nine years later.”

”Is this going to be our Origin Bind this time around?”

”I don't have any more secrets to keep you alive, Dulic, so just accept it. Oh yeah, be sure to make an Oath for this one as well.”

”Already ahead of you.” Gathering his qi and a fragment of his soul in his right hand's index and middle fingers then placing it on his c.h.e.s.t, Dulir spoke in a somber tone, ”I Dulir Abract, under the influence of the Origin Essence, I swear to never speak of this information to any living soul other than the Devil Roan.”

Dulir drew blood from his right wrist and splattered it on the ground. The blood turned to gold and dissipated into spokes that went directly to Dulir's c.h.e.s.t.

”I the Devil Roan, under the influence of the Origin Essence, I swear to answer any question Human Dulir Abrach may have..” He too slit his wrists and spilled blood.

Circular runes appeared on their c.h.e.s.ts, embedding on their hearts, the entrance to one's soul. This was the most ancient way to create a pact, the Oath of Origin, and unlike the Heavenly Blood Pact, this does not only result in being struck by lightning but even have their souls rendered and turned to dust returning to the Origin.

”With that, I'll give you the answer when the pact takes effect in nine years, by then, however, you'd have known everything.” Roan laughed as he exited the store, he opened the doors and already prepared his farewells to Dulir, when, he saw a man on his knees, waiting for him to walk out of the store outside.