Chapter 460 - Four Hundred And Sixty: Lucifer Himself (1/2)

Note: this chapter is very dark and full of violence and might be very, very, very, uncomfortable for a few people. Read at your own risk or wait for the next available gory-free chapter.

The third point of view:

In an abandoned apartment in the middle of the night, the shrill scream of a tortured soul was heard. However, Niklaus was unaffected as he made his way into the flat escorted by two of his men.

Coming into the apartment that had a stale smell, his sight fell on a man handcuffed to a chair. Lo and behold, that man was no other than the great Miguel - how had the mighty fallen.

However, one wouldn't be able to recognize him if they didn't take a close, careful look at him. Miguel who previously had a head full of hair was completely bare with a few of his scalps scraped off.

Although the bullet Isabella shot at Miguel had not ended his life but hurt his kneel, Niklaus had his men only pull out the bullet to keep him alive, which meant he had not been treated properly. And thanks to that, the wound got infected with smelly pus coming out of it.

Apart from that, Miguel was quite a sight. His nose has been punched out of its natural position with bleeding from his nose. He had a prominent black eye with his face swollen from all the blows he received that Miguel could only see through peered eyes.

His appearance was bloody and he stunk greatly. Niklaus had to cover his nose with a handkerchief as soon as he came within five meters of him. Hence, it was obvious to Miguel that they were going to kill him in the worst possible way. Even if they do leave him alive - which was impossible - he would die from the infection and other complications from their torments.

At once, a metal chair was brought over and Niklaus sat on it, crossing his leg over the other. Today, he had an animalistic glint in his eyes - the dark side of him he never shows to his loved ones. He has been waiting for that day when he lets his beast out and today happens to be it. He couldn't wait to show why he was greatly feared even though he was no longer in power. He might not be as ruthless as Adam, but he still had his blood.

”You look great, Miguel,” Niklaus did not mean that as a joke - his men were doing a great job. He liked what he saw.

”Why don't you just kill me?” Miguel growled at him. He was so desperate to die, this was hell. He was tired of living with so much pain. Nokia's should just end him please.

”Oh, don't worry, you will soon. We just have to wait for the other guest to arrive,” He said nonchalantly.

”The other guest?” Miguel repeated after him, fear in his eyes. Whoever was adventurous enough to join Niklaus and watch this debased show couldn't be any different from him. They were all monsters! monsters! Miguel cried out.

”Sorry, I'm late,” A voice came from behind and everyone's head turned to the man working on the last buttons on his suit.