It was a lot to take in.
Northern stood motionless for a couple of seconds, watching the endless panel of information flood his vision.
He was following them with his eyes, but he didn’t even know where to start thinking from.
First of all, this was not expected at all.
When he thought of Dark Terror evolving, he thought about the devil becoming a different danger rank.
Soul summon, Void Summon?
These were all new subjects to him, and he didn’t even see them coming at all!
Northern inhaled deeply and sighed out all the pressure and excitement.
‘Firstly…’ he looked down at his body, ‘I can feel the increase in my Void essence.
The overall stream of essence that flowed within his coreless soul seemed to have increased and widened.
He could vividly detect a smoother, more fluent and rushing flow.
It bolstered his muscles with a little more strength, he felt so awesome that he couldn’t help but mutter,
“Wow…”
‘Does this mean every time a soul summon becomes a Void Summon, all their attributes and talents are devolved into Void and increase its essence?’
If so, there was no better news than this.
Northern had, after all, been stuck with the issue of a limited amount of Void essence.
Although it was not particularly an issue until he fought overnight.
Should there be cases where he doesn’t need to expend himself for a long period of time or use his abilities tremendously, he would be fine.
But after that night, it bothered him silently.
He couldn’t absorb soul cores, but had hoped that he’d be able to do something about the soul core of the Abysmal Corpse Eater.
This was why he had kept it specially for himself.
Right now, though, all that didn’t even matter. For a breakthrough had come to him by itself.
Northern’s lips spread, crawling closer to each ear to form a vicious wide grin.
‘This is sweet!’
He lifted his face to look at the monster… Void Summon standing before him.
Dark… Night Terror was the same as it had been a couple of seconds ago.
Its vicious eyes, though, gleamed with a primal evil.
Something that made creeps crawl over Northern’s body.
The red flames that oozed out of its four eyes hinted at a more vicious and promiscuous depth.
Northern could see at a glance, the creature that stood before him was a different entity.
Yet, it embodied no stark difference from Dark Terror.
But it was definitely not the same.
Moreover…
‘Night Terror, huh? Sure brings back a lot of memories.’
Northern found the new name to be very soothing, perhaps old… an old name.
“Ah, shit! I’m taking too long, I have to return to the surface world!”
He looked into Night Terror’s eyes, lingered before commanding,
“Go into the city, protect Ellis at all costs. And make sure you are completely unseen by anyone. Also, monitor the progression of things before acting. I’d also prefer it if Ellis does not know you are protecting him. Got me?” frёewebnoѵēl.com
The red flames in the devil’s deep eyes ignited dangerously and slowly simmered down.
Then Night Terror returned into the embrace of dark flames…
Northern breathed, basking in the tremendous wave of all that had just happened now.
He had to appear normal no matter what, since it’d be preferable to keep them from asking any questions than they having to pry unnecessarily.
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them, he was back in reality. Slowly, he stood up and walked out of the forest.
“Done?”
“Yes,” Northern answered, fidgeting a little.
“Please, no more stops until we get to the Del’Vierre.”
Northern narrowed his eyes slightly, piqued by the strange name she had pronounced at the end.
Since she was going to explain herself, he figured there was no need to ask.
But at the very least, he knew that was their destination.
The cohort continued their journey, this time however, it wasn’t silent.
A couple of minutes into their way, Terence gaily approached him, putting him in the middle between her and Raven as they walked along.
Northern, at first, was shocked. He looked at her with a raised brow.
But the pretty oracle smiled with her eyes and then spoke,
“So Northern, I heard you are from the Central Plains? Since no one wants to talk and the silence is killing me, you could introduce yourself, maybe?”
She looked specifically at his hair.
“Well, there’s nothing much to know about me. I live in the countryside with two mundane parents. They tried their best for me, and honestly, I think they wanted to shield me from this very life I am living.”
“Oh, that’s new?” Her voice was almost stifled.
Silence lingered awkwardly in the air, then unexpectedly, Raven’s voice resounded,
“They were probably making the best decision for you. To be honest, I wouldn’t wish for this kind of life for any of my kids, that is, if I ever have one.”
Northern scoffed.
“It’s easy for you to say, you’re probably one of those kids that had all the basic education about talents and rifts and how to survive in them on a platter of gold and from a young age.”
Raven stopped, causing the other two to abruptly stop too.
She looked into Northern’s eyes and said with a cold voice,
“Indeed, you are right. I had everything at my disposal, and the life I live now is probably a better hell.”
She then continued to walk away.
Northern frowned as he watched her back, he didn’t know why, but what she had just uttered was incredibly displeasing and, at the same time, annoying.
‘A better hell?’
Just what could she have gone through to call this desolation a better hell?
‘I bet she’s sick in the head.’
Terence smiled with her eyes.
“Oh my, oh my, I guess holding a conversation was a very bad idea.”
Northern glanced at her, his eyes strained with disdain.
Then he continued forward, wordlessly.
The three did not talk again until they got out of the forest.