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Chapter 143
🕑 Added 2021-08-11 08:49:12 +0000 UTCAidan spent the next couple of days in a rather disgusting place. Among three blue and decaying corpses, unconscious in some kind of cart. He was thrown from side to side, but he never came to his senses. Every stone and bump shook the whole stench in the cart. In the main carriage of the carriage, meanwhile, Aimar calmly relaxed and smoked his pipe. He was accompanied by the strongest detachment of the Order of the Black Flame, so he did not worry at all and moved towards the capital. Moreover, he acquired excellent material for research, his happiness knew no bounds, just a little more and he would return to his laboratory ...
Examining the small, shabby purse in his hands, he chuckled:
- Such a rarity ... Enchanted bag. Where did this ragamuffin come from? HM...
Having already gathered to rummage in other people's things, the magician suddenly shuddered. His plans were not destined to be forgotten ...
- Haaa! - a terrifying noise swept through all the surroundings! The whole procession, led by a dozen knights, froze in fear. It was as if an ancient serpent had awakened from a long sleep and hissed in its piercing tone! The grave chill gripped their hearts, the horses like madmen began to scream and wrestle out of control of the riders, they no longer listened to their masters, kicked in horror and threw them off their saddles. Panic broke out, on this sunny day, even the skies darkened, the sun disappeared and thunder rumbled!
Emar flew out of his carriage and looked around in shock, he could not believe what was happening, he, the fire mage suddenly became cold, the fog slowly covered the area, people tried to control their horses, the knights panicked, and the commander tried to calm his soldiers.
- Let go of the horses! Panic aside! Weapon ready!
The Order of the Black Flame was considered an elite order of the kingdom, so the knights quickly gathered next to their commander, and just then, the clouds thickened even more, and the voice, as if escaping from the underworld, crashed into the very souls:
- Impressive ... - suddenly a roar thundered and terrible streams of black energy scattered everywhere. Emar jumped back in shock, and all the warriors instantly lined up in front of the magician. The carriage with corpses moved after the carriage of the wizard, and it was from it that this terrible power escaped. Of course, everyone understood the situation ...
- It's him! That magician!
- What the heck?!
- It can't be ... - Emar gritted his teeth and gripped his staff with force, trying to peer into the cloud of black magic:
- Dark magician ... How could he conjure?
Aimar was not an idiot, he checked the handcuffs, cast a spell on the wagon. Even a Dragon Slayer with terrifying power could not overcome the antimagic bondage and use his magic. Only when faced with such a terrible magical power, he began to understand ...
"Could he be ... No, impossible!" - he certainly didn't believe he had met someone like the famous Dark Wizard or even Acnologia. But, the strength shown by this person was scary in earnest!
Suddenly the dark haze dissipated and at the same moment everyone was finally able to see what was hidden behind the veil.
The tall youth stood proudly, scrutinizing the crowd in front of him. His eyes glittered with silver fires, and his face was covered with glittering white veins, while black veins encircled everything below. The right side of his body was completely covered with dense darkness, which moved like tongues of flame. In both his hands he held a corpse, their dull eyes were already eating maggots, only their bodies were still drying up at an amazing speed - they slowly turned into skeletons, turned black in front of our eyes, and the next second only black bones remained of them.
Throwing away those pitiful skeletons, Aidan threw his arms out to the sides, closed his eyes and eagerly breathed in fresh air, clearly enjoying the situation.
- Haa ... How nice! The taste of dead Dragonseeds, so this is how they taste ... '' Turning sparkling eyes to the mage in the frightened crowd, Aidan chuckled
- Thanks for the treat, old worm ...
"Y-your chains ..." Aimar muttered in disbelief, looking at the two thick metal bracelets on Aidan's arms.
- Mm? You about it? - Shaking the pieces of iron, the wizard grinned viciously:
- Pf! Do you think these toys will stop me? Foolish, I'm the greatest God Slayer! Leave with me two corpses filled with irreconcilable malice ... You are truly generous, stupid rams. My pathetic side would mind eating their magic, but who cares about the opinion of this slobber? I got so much power! Aidan laughed ominously. He had no instinct for self-preservation at all and easily transformed the negative emotions of the defeated Dragon Slayers, strengthening himself with cursed power. That's just ...
- Kh! - Grimacing sharply, he growled:
- Bitch! - of course, there was also a side effect. He involuntarily entered a demonic state, but the benefit this time could suppress him. One person, overflowing with different intentions, unable to find a common path - one had only to assume an inner struggle in the depths of his mind.
Luna chuckled at the guy's attempts ...
"You dumbass, always behaves like a little child ..."
Not so long ago, about a day ago, Aidan woke up, and the first thing he encountered was a disgusting dead stench that could even make him vomit. Fortunately, he restrained himself thanks to the experience of his "rituals", therefore he began to invent a method of salvation. He did not care at all where and when he was, he perfectly understood that in anti-magic handcuffs and in an enchanted carriage, it would not work out just like that, even the Slayer of Gods. It was then that he began to gradually absorb the remaining negative particles from the bodies of the slain Dragon Slayers. But in the end, he could not stop himself, as soon as he tried, the body itself did everything for him ...
- Kill him! - suddenly cried out Aimar, he was not going to die at all! As soon as he noticed the strange behavior and expression of pain on the opponent's face, he decided to act!
"Damn ..." - Aidan gritted his teeth, suppressing his appeal. Now, like no one else before, he felt himself able to overcome this feeling of conversion. This was the first time he faced such a thing, he naturally wanted to finish everything and win for the first time! But, the danger around and negative emotions, as if forced his magic to defend and develop - it pushed him to succumb. Naturally, this was different from the fight with the second personality, since Aidan had one, it all came down to the fight against the temptation from this immeasurable force, so temptingly flowing through the veins ...
"Crap ... This is too much!"
As a result, his furious laughter drowned out everything!
He had to admit, deep down, he really wanted to get rid of this gnawing feeling of anxiety - just surrender to instinct and kill everyone in the way! No worries, just the unstoppable power of death and endless carnage!
