CHAPTER 41: NETHER SPIRIT 2 — ENCOUNTER

"Their is a first for everything! I suppose!... hahahaha" Came a malevolent laugher filled with evil...

The laughter echoed reeking of evil, cutting through their souls like a knife through the paper.

As though Invoking a sense of dread and despair to those unfortunate enough to hear it.

Black, wide eyed upon hearing the currepted voice in the seamingly empty clearing, looked into the obsidianed stoned clearing again in scrutiny, his face ceased with a frown. His bright golden eyes moved with his head! Searching! one time right! one time left! Probing the obsidian stoned surface of the wide clearing.

The moonlight like light of the crystalline formation of gemstones high above suffused with an eerie cold azure glow, illuminating his visage in its chilly luminesce.

His white hair stired by the slight breeze, moved! Shimmered like the ethereal thread of time. His bright golden eyes like twin pairs of infernal embers glimmered in the chilly luminesce.

The air was — Silent! Numbing!.

He used his [ Resonance ] trait to resonate with the currepted voice itself like trying to connect two Incorporeal threads together, to trace it back towards its source.

However upon forming The Connection! The Incorporeal Bond with the currepted voice, His face twisted in alarm! And Pain!.

He felt as though his body was being bitten by millions of Ant’s while at the same time feeling as though his innards were burned by the flames of hell itself.

All at ones, his Resonance broke by the massive resistance coming from the currepted voice. The spiritual pain leaving him Disoriented, He wobbled! His steps shakey.

"Black!!!" Screamed zephyr, her face twisted in shock. Rushing forward to support him since she still couldn’t compherend what was happening! After Black told her to stay quiet!.

She was confused!?.

However before she could do anything! Or ask anything. They, both zephyr and black! They Heard it! The footsteps of the source of the currepted voice echoing loudly in the tranquil and still silence.

*Step!.. * *Step!.. *

*Step!.. * *Step!.. *

In seconds Black composed and steadied himself from the backlash that came with the resistance, then just as quickly he shifted his attention towards the opposite end of the obsidian stoned clearing, his expression startled, his gaze pearcing through the deep foliage of The Evil! Poisonous Forest!, searching for any movement.

Nonetheless even though he had only resonated with the currepted voice for no more then 5 seconds, before his [ Resonance ] shattered like a fragile thread by the winds, because of the resistance just the ’voice’ itself of the unknown creature put up against him.

’Strong!!’ thought black, he for the first time felt fear.

"Zephyr, we need to get out of here! Quickly!?" Black Said through their soul bond his voice serious, even solmen.

Zephyr grasping his hand, looked at him! nodding!,

*Hmn!!* *Hmn!!*

She had never seen the kind of expression black had on his face right now, his face was drenched in sweat, even though he tried to hide it, she could still clearly see the fear hidden beneath those twin bright golden orbs of his.

Even so, she was unable to see the excitement accompanied by his fear or maybe she couldn’t, because of how confused she herself was.

As thing were happening to fast for herself to compherend just what was happening.

However before they could even move,

"You shouldn’t be so hasty, if you enter someone’s home uninvited! Shouldn’t you meet the owner first! And Apologize!? Hehehe!!!" Whispered the currepted voice from deep within the evil forest.

His words tinged with amusement! Indicating his nature as someone who enjoyed toying with its prey.

*Step!.. * *Step!.. *

The footsteps echoing, becoming louder by the seconds, hinting at the approaching Evil.

Upon hearing the currepted voice, Black looked towards the dense forest again,

"Who are you!?" He questioned.

Zephyr tightened her grip around his right hand. Cautious!.

"..."

Still, No reply came! Just the echoing footsteps becoming louder!.

He repeated, each word one by one, "Who! Are! You!" His voice diffused with a silent wrath, his bright golden eyes glimmered with an icy controlled quietness! Terrifying!.

Though he was indeed afraid, at the end of the day he was still a Progenitor! If he couldn’t retreat, then he would fight!.

He didn’t feal petrified or despaired by the looming fear.

Instead he felt his blood boil, the fear only fueled his desire to put the worm in its place!

He felt excited! His Progenitor pride felt challenged for the first time!

He met someone who had the audacity to look down on him!

Nonetheless he still made a split second decision to fall back and not fought this currepted creature who clearly thaught the world revolved around him, because of his worry for Zephyr. Though he didn’t knew just how strong or of what rank this unknown lifeform was in, he still knew that it was atleast strong enough for him to feel an impending sense of danger and doom just from hearing its words. Even his voice itself had a resistance strong enough to completely severe his Resonance within seconds.

He couldn’t bare to put Zephyr in a situation where her life might come into a threat. If something happened to her because of his thirst to put this delusional insects in its place, he would never be able to forgive himself.

"Heh! What audacity? I like braking people like you the most! Hehe!!". The evil voice whispered, though still loude enough for them to hear him clearly. An evil lough echoing at the end!.

At the same time he finally left the dense gloomy forest and entered the obsidian stoned clearing, his visage becoming visible by the soft azure luminesce of the crystalline formation of gemstones embedded in the ceiling high above.

It was — A Nether Spirit.

Even as a spirit he looked more like a Humen, with two legs, two arms, two eyes, two ears, one nose, one mouth, all in all it had a decent humanoid appearance.

His skin was a deep ashen-gray, his hair falling till his shoulders radiating a dark amethyst color like a violet poisonous sky, with a set of twin snow white pupils adorning his eyes.

His mere presence undulating with an evil, malignant even demonic aura, causing the air itself to wither around his figure, perhaps a reflection of the malevolent nether energy it commended.

With an evil smirk playing across its face, he regarded Black and Zephyr with eyes filled with contempt and disdain.

"The nether spirit!!!". Zephyr shrieked, her serpentine eyes wide, her raven black hair with scarlett strands flared by the storm of wrath that burst within her soul upon witnessing the preparator of the massacre of her family again.

Her previous emotions of fear and unease faded like the receding tide.

"I finally found you! Worm!!!" Echoed Zephyr, a cruel smile playing across her lips.

The Nether Spirit turned towards her! His eyes wide...

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