Galaxy's First Ruler

Chapter 109: A True Devil (2)

The Viscounts frantically looked all around them, before stopping altogether and gave Tomislav a look.

"I have seen Dreamers blabbering nonsense at the edge of death, but this is just ridiculous."

Viscount Rayko approached Tomislav and snatched one compass away from his hands. Even Ellington stretched out his hand and asked for his compass back. There was a frown on his face, with complete disbelief written all over it.

"Haha! Creatures of Darkness all around us? Tomislav, the Demon has eaten away your brain or what? Do you even know what you are suggesting?"

The mocking questions from Trifon reverberated in the empty sewers. Even Tomislav had doubted his guess for a while before saying it out loud. The idea of being in the presence of so many creatures of myth was truly absurd.

The Creatures of Darkness only lived in Darkness. And none in the Galaxy knew where to find it. The Darkness wasn't the emptiness of space, nor was it a room devoid of light. Many things got disregarded as not being Darkness, but what it truly was, maybe none knew.

So, to even give a thought to Tomislav's guess meant accepting the fact that Dungeon was not a city, with a moon and coarse snow. It meant to accept that they had unknowingly and stupidly stepped into the mythical Darkness.

BOOM!

The sudden boom made all the Dreamers look up at the sewer's ceiling. Dust and pieces of concrete fell and the earth under their feet shook. Tomislav was about to say something, but an even louder boom cut off his words.

BOOM!

"What's happening!?"

Rayko shouted, trying to balance his footing. Tomislav had been propping up Christin by one hand and Berb by the other.

"It's that damnable Crawler!"

Ellington replied, looking up and back from time to time. Tomislav could see a single red-tail coming out from the Viscount and rooted into the pavement, making him unshakable by the quaking earth. Tomislav shared a look with Rayko and Ellington and guessed what they were thinking, but seemed too proud to say out aloud.

"If that's an Elite Crawler, then there are two of them above us. Facing them in battle is just suicide, even with all the Viscounts working together. Viscount Rayko, Viscount Ellington, please make a single Party, and let's just get the Return Stone."

Tomislav didn't say many things that seemed out of place to him. There were too many discrepancies in the satiation they were in. If there were two Elite Crawlers, then why didn't they see the second one at all? If the Crawler outside was already powerful enough to corner a Viscount, then why didn't it come down to the sewers, and instead was trying to force them out?

The Viscounts had already doubted his judgment once regarding the compasses. So he concentrated on things that would have kept him, Christin and Berb, alive.

"Ah! Fuck it!"

Viscount Rayko begrudgingly sent a Party Request to Ellington and his companion.

"We can't just head out, the thing specializes in ambushes."

Tomislav heard Viscount Ellington's words while he checked the Quests. Not one quest got changed by the RECORD. Tomislav felt like it didn't matter if ten more Viscounts were to become the members of this Party, the Quests still won't change.

The inexplicable thing had still occupied Tomislav's thoughts when he saw Trifon coming out from behind Rayko. The evil smile on his face was ever annoying.

"Didn't you say that the 'Thing' likes to bite people's heads off? Well, we have three spare heads to give it on a platter. Hahaha!"

"..."

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The white greatcoat tried its best to blend in the sheet of snow on the ground but failed to do so.

On a straight road, wearing the red rose mask, the Recordless was walking step by step with no particular destination. The feet' impressions on the snow were deeper than they were supposed to be. And even the hail had stopped, making the Recordless' figure stand out in the bleak surroundings.

The spotless moon blurred everything white on the ground, and all the shadows felt darker than they should have. The aimless Ex-Dreamer kept walking and saw a clearing on the side of the road, with a board at the front of the clearing, saying -Parking Lot.

As the Recordless approached the middle of that enormous open ground, only one shadow under the white-booted feet remained.

Tomislav eyed the Recordless from the roof of one building around the opening, with Christin by his side. The shudder of her hands hadn't stopped since she saw the Recordless going out as bait, but such were the lives of Recordless.

Inside a Dungeon, every Item served its purpose.

Thump!

Tomislav's heart thumped as he saw an extra shadow on the flat ground laid with snow. The shadow moved in an erratic path like that of a flying bat. Tomislav couldn't help but snap his head up in the sky and hoped to find a bat-like Crawler which they must have missed. But the moonlit sky was as clear as fresh-lake water.

"Captain! Cap Captain! I am having a terrible feeling."

Tomislav looked into Christin's eyes and saw the deep fear in them. Despite Viscount Trifon calling her a Demon several times, Tomislav knew what was truly Demonic about her. And it was certainly not her body, mind, and soul.

Tomislav gulped a mouthful of saliva and looked back at the unknown shadow which had come to a stop just behind the Recordless. The wind had hidden, leaving no trace behind. And the fire in the distance had vanished in the ashes.

Tomislav saw in horror and amazement as a slim hand with long nails came out of the shadow. No, it felt more like the shadow itself had stretched out a hand. A long and curvy black body followed the hand. Two enormous breasts were peeking out from the thing's chest, and its entire body felt like the epitome of lust and beauty. But its head made all the Dreamers take a step back.

Its slightly opened mouth was lined with shark-like teeth from ear to ear. A long red tongue kept slithering out of its mouth and its eyes were completely white with no pupils.

The most bizarre was the single curved horn on one side of its head.

"A A True Devil?!"