255 The Silent House (1/2)
'No matter how powerful or resourceful you were in your previous life, now you are under our control' There was a cold light in Oliver's eyes as he saw Zatiel's smile.
”Is there a way to deactivate the runes without killing him?”
”I am sorry my Lord but although I have knowledge about rune crafting, these runes are not only extremely complex, they are also made with a wild and chaotic type of blood that has very volatile properties. We need the help of an Origin Runemaster and even then I am not sure if it would be enough. We should ask Lady Vapula for assistance.”
Oliver frowned when he heard that. Obtaining Vapula's help was impossible unless they could retrieve the pieces of her soul from the Eternal River of the Afterlife and then use the power of a Being of Laws to revive her.
The Heavenly race was very powerful and their civilization extremely old, but even to them, Origin Runemasters were rare and there was not a single one in the Beta Heavenly World.
”Lady Vapula's injuries during the battle against the swordsman were too severe so she was forced to return to the Heavenly Creator World to heal.”
Tomas and Oliver had decided to maintain Vapula demise as a secret after all she was the discipline of a Rank 6 life form and an Origin Runemaster. The problems they would have once Gonzo finds out about her death would be grave, to say the least.
The duke had contacted Vermeil to make sure he remained silent since he was the only one besides Oliver and Tomas who knew about her death.
Pipit found Oliver's explanation very odd since if Vapula had returned to the Heavenly Creator World, she should have used the World Gate that was in Sain City and he would have found out. He did not dare to question the duke, after all, he was only an Angel of Supremacy, and defying the words of an Angelic Paragon would be enough to mark him as a Fallen.
”Since we cannot search his soul or meddle with his consciousness or brain, then we will have to adopt a more crude approach. Take him to Finibus, I don't care what methods he uses, just make sure he doesn't kill him and that he can still answer questions.”
When Pipit heard Oliver command, he started to curse his luck.
'I will have to spend my days in that hell hole with that oddball.'
Of course, the Angel of Supremacy did not show his feelings and as soon he got the order he bowed at Oliver. ”I will follow your command, my Lord.”
Pipit bowed as Oliver left and after releasing a sigh, he flew away carrying Zatiel on his hand. The plump man headed for a warehouse that was in a desolate area of the city.
The moment Pipit was less than ten meters away from the warehouse, the Angel of Supremacy felt as if he had passed through an invisible shield and immediately cries of unbearable agony reached his ears.
The expression of the plump man did not change when he heard those noises. He reached the doors of the warehouse and then he opened them.
The view in front of him displayed a level of depravity that you could only expect to see in the darkest circle of Baator or the deepest layer of the Abyss.
Hundreds of people, many of them little children, hanged from the ceiling thanks to chains that had pierced their bodies. Some of them cried due to the agony they felt while others were already too weak to even scream and you barely heard them beg for death.