Jack's death affected Gaya more than it affected Michael. For Gaya, Jack was like an annoying little brother. He always came running to her whenever he got into trouble, which was a lot. Everywhere she went, she could hear 'sister Aelia' from his mouth. She never thought she would miss him so much. Michael on the other hand didn't grieve as much as Gaya but he promised Jack that he would avenge his death.
"I did…I punished evil" said Connors quickly.
"Whom did you punish?" Michael was feeling the anger growing inside him as though a large balloon was swelling inside him.
For a few moments, Connors went silent. He did not remember the name. He picked his brain to remember to recall the name of the youngster he killed while surveying Ghost.
Finally, after a few moments of silence, Connors remembered the name. There was a big funeral for the youngster in the Sun Rise sect and Peyton ordered him to attend the funeral so he could learn more about the people close to Ghost. As far as Peyton was concerned, the youngster was killed by a bandit or a group of bandits.
"Ja-Jack" the words barely escaped his mouth.
"Jack?!" Gaya boomed,
"You killed Jack?" when she spoke, every syllable trembled with rage.
Connors gulped but no words came out of his mouth,
Michael took a step back as she came before Connors. There was no saving Connors and honestly, there was no point in saving Connors.
The feeling of anger building within worried him already. He was focused on controlling his anger while Gaya grabbed Connors's neck.
"You killed Jack!" she hissed, her voice becoming more animalistic and otherworldly. Connors had gone too far. He killed someone Gaya cared about. Never in a million years, she would have cared for a human eighteen months ago. After meeting Ghost and joining the sect, she had a family, a real family that cared for her. Although she did not express her fondness to them clearly, she cherished them in her heart.
By killing Jack, Connors had crossed the line.
"Azazel tells Dular there is no need for him to come here" Michael used the telepathic connection he shared with Azazel to inform him.
Connors was confused by the sudden change in her behavior. One moment she was listening to him calmly from behind and the next, she was radiating immense killing intent.
"You fu- ARGH!" She was so furious that words didn't come out of her mouth.
Thud!
She raised her leg and kicked Connors in the chest with enough force to send his chair flinging like a kite in the storm. The chain still held him to the chair but the force of the kick loosened up a bit. Yet, Connors was not in the state to yank the chain to release himself. He felt as if his ribs were cracked by the kick.
She flew towards Connors in a blink of an eye to continue her thrashing. Michael did not stop her and did not even think about stopping her.
Connors was just a Core Formation cultivator. Even if he escaped from his chains, there was no escape from Gaya. They had already taken his space ring as well as scanned him for any artifacts that would make him escape.
"Argh!"
Connors let out a cry as Gaya stomped him on the chest. It seemed like she wasn't going to use any spells to torture him other than her own raw strength. Regardless of the blood spraying out of Connors's mouth, she kept stomping him to the point the chair crumbled to pieces.
"ARGHHHHH!" The furious cry came out of Gaya's mouth as she picked up the chain lying on the ground.
Cling!
Cling!
Cling!
Cling!
She was beating the crap of Connors with a chain. Every single swing had pure rage/ His skin was splitting open and blood came out almost every single part of his body. Then, she stopped beating him. She was breathing heavily, not because of exhaustion from beating him but in fury,
With a flick of her wrist, a bunch of healing potions appeared in her hand. She squatted down and forced the healing potion down into his throat. The healing potion she used was not enough for Connors to get back to his full strength though. It was just enough to heal his wounds inside and out so he could sustain more beatings.
Instead of standing up, she grabbed Connors by his head while squatting beside him and began to punch him in the face and chest furiously. The green grass under Connors turned red. The soil was soaked in blood. His consciousness was drifting away when she forced another healing potion down his throat.
It had been three hours since she began to beat the hell out of Connors. Michael was standing still and watching Gaya going berserk on him. She got really creative with Connors. She landed punches and kicks on every part of Connors's body. No matter how hard Connors cried, she did not show him a shred of mercy.
After the second hour of getting beaten by Gaya, Connors began to beg for death. Michael would have felt pity for any other man but not for Connors. He murdered Jack who was a naive innocent guy in cold blood.
The reasons for Connors's actions did not matter to Michael. In fact, he couldn't care less about the reasons. Connors killed Jack who adored Michael and Gaya. As far as Michael was concerned, Connors deserved this and so does Peyton who put together the New Dawn Operation and anyone who knew the truth about Jack's truth,
"Where the fuck is Dular?!" her rageful shout reverberated the entire pocket dimension,
"Azazel, change of plans, send Dular to me with an undead"
"Yes my lord"
A few minutes later, Dular appeared in the pocket dimension with an undead. The orc had grown quite a bit as he now stood almost six feet 8inches. In addition to his physical growth, he had also reached Core Formation level 6. Michael would have been disappointed if the orc didn't break through to the Core Formation stage because Michael had provided hundreds of thousands worth of potions and pills to Dular.
The undead standing beside Dular was growling. Black gooey liquid oozed out of its mouth and nose as though it was drooling at the blood sprayed from Connors.
Except for the missing genitals, the undead zombie had everything of a human. The putrid smell that came from the zombie's grayish skin would have made Michael twitch his nose if it wasn't for the mask.
Dular wanted to bow and greet Lucifer yet his eyes were glued to Gaya mercilessly beating a human.
"Come here!" Gaya thundered yet again.
Dular's legs automatically began to walk in her direction. The undead dragged its feet to follow him behind. The next moment, Azazel's ethereal body materialized beside Michael,
"My lord"
"Azazel"
Michael turned his gaze aside to see Azazel looking at him with a bewildered look on his face. The demon butler was obviously curious to know why Gaya was thrashing Connors instead of interrogating him.
"He killed Jack" He simply said as Azazel gave him a long nod. Azazel wasn't familiar with Jack but he knew his death affected Gaya. After he started surveillance, she gave him an order to look out for anyone who might have killed Jack. She asked him to look for clues although they both knew at that time, it was a long shot. From Nightmare, he heard the full story of Jack as well as everyone from the Sun Rise sect.
"My Lady" Despite the size and horrifying look that all the orcs had, Dular was freaked out by Dark Queen. She was scarier than Lucifer himself. When Lucifer was training with undeads, by training, he meant slaughtering Netherels left and right, Lucifer would focus on killing them efficiently, swift and quick.
However, Dark Queen was more sadistic, she would rip them apart, beat them to pulp and laugh out loud while killing them. As an Orc who grew up with a bunch of violent blood-thirsty orcs, Dular knew a sadistic vicious being when he saw one. Gaya was definitely on the top of his list of vicious ones.
Dular noticed a bunch of empty vials lying around the poor human who was getting beaten to death. Except for a small piece of tunic covering the human's genitals, there was no cloth on his body. His skin was riddled with scratch marks. It seemed like the Dark Queen was clawing and scratching him with her sharp claws.
"Make it eat him," said Gaya, gritting her teeth. For a moment, Dular couldn't realize the meaning of her words.
"Make…it…eat…him" She spoke every word full of rage,
Dular saw several healing potions appear in her hand. Now he realized what those empty vials were.
"Don't let him die. Heal him and make it eat his flesh slow and painful. I want to hear his screams"
This was borderline sickening to Michael. Yet he couldn't get himself to stop her. Deep within his heart, he wanted her to continue. At this moment, Michael realized that something really broke within him. He wanted to fix that as soon as possible before he turned into something the Guardians claimed.
"No…please…no" Connors stuttered only to get a kick to his mouth. His jaw cracked,
"You murdered someone I really cared about. Your death should satisfy him" Gaya spoke with her grave voice. She then looked up at the sky,
"Are you seeing this Jack? Your murderer is suffering"
During the following hours, Connors's scream filled the pocket dimension.
No mercy was shown to him until Nightmare chose to end his life once and for all.