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Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil

Chapter 474: I Spat on the Grave

Author: KhyaaL
updatedAt: 2025-09-21

CHAPTER 474: I SPAT ON THE GRAVE

Sera had bitten on Pablo’s neck.

Draxus came towards Pablo but he was smiling and instead of helping, he was screaming at Pablo to sleep.

Something was wrong. That was clear.

Cupid and Andrezj weren’t anywhere to be seen as well.

Pablo had thought that Sera and Draxus had successfully gotten under the control of the mysterious power of the Ashen Crucible that’s why they were acting like that.

But when Pablo thought about it. He wondered why the ground would force Pablo to sleep. Why would the ground make Draxus scream sleep to Pablo? Logically, the Crucible would want everyone to sleep. Not just Pablo.

And in everyone, Draxus and Sera were included too.

So, the ground would want to make Draxus and Sera asleep as well. The ground won’t make these two to force Pablo to become asleep.

Therefore, if the ground would want to make Draxus and Sera sleep too, then the Draxus and Sera in front of Pablo weren’t the same Draxus and Sera.

They were something else.

Pablo had never thought something like this would happen as he had never believed that he would face such a thing. That’s why for all this time he was thinking that Sera and Draxus had fallen. But what he figured out, he can’t believe it.

That he, Pablo Castillo, would fall under the influence of some fucking ground!

This was a blow to his pride and his mind which he was so proud of.

That’s why...

"SLEEPPPPP!!" Draxus shouted.

But,

"LIKE HELL!" Pablo shouted louder.

Sera was latched onto his neck and before, he had thought that this was real Sera, but now that he knew that she wasn’t real...

He held her by the hairs.

"You want to eat me, bitch? Do your best."

Pablo pulled her hair but Sera’s teeth remained on his neck.

The pain was there but it wasn’t something Pablo wasn’t familiar with.

So he didn’t stop pulling Sera away and he used all of his strength until eventually...

"Annghhh!"

Sera left her neck.

A chunk of meat dangled on her mouth as she chewed on it with a crazed bloodied face.

She was on top of Pablo and he shoved her aside, making her fall on the ground.

Pablo then instantly stood up and wasted no time to summon his sword, Colt, in his right hand.

Sera chewed on the meat and Pablo was just watching her when from the corner of his eyes, he saw someone else dashing towards him with their mouth wide open.

It was Draxus.

Pablo side-stepped, making the man run past him.

"JUST SLEEP, YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Draxus shouted and bolted towards Pablo again.

Pablo sighed. "You think I will sleep just because you told me to? You should know that I don’t sleep when I see..."

Pablo waved Colt at the incoming Draxus.

"There are heads to be slain in front of me."

SHRILL!

Pablo swung Colt and Draxus went past Pablo.

He stopped a few steps behind the Czar, their backs facing each other and the next moment...

THUD!

Draxus’ head stumbled from his shoulders.

Then Draxus’ entire body fell on the ground and Pablo turned around.

And what he saw made him sure of his claims.

Draxus’ body disappeared as it became one with the ground.

Pablo then turned to Sera who had finished eating Pablo’s flesh and was now wanting to get more.

She again launched herself towards Pablo with her mouth wide open and Pablo used the same mouth against her.

He shoved Colt right inside her mouth.

PUCK!

It pierced and came from behind her head.

Pablo pulled his sword back, jerked it to make it remove the blood, and with a THUD, Sera fell down on the ground.

Then, just like Draxus, she too became one with the Crucible as her body vanished as well.

Pablo then looked around and he had yet to see Cupid.

Guess, I am still under some type of illusion. Fine.

Pablo held the hilt of Colt with both his hands and raised it.

Its tip faced the torso of Pablo and with no fear and second thoughts...

PLUCK!

He stabbed himself.

"Ughh. I hate this shit."

He groaned as Colt came out from his back.

Blood seeped from his body but he soon felt good because he finally...

HAH!

Shot opened his eyes.

The black sky was in front of him.

He was lying.

He was lying on the ashes.

But what is this?

Why can’t he speak?

He was choking?

Something was around his neck.

No. Something was around his whole body.

His eyes were the only organs that were free!

What was going on?

"GET UP, PABLO! PABLO! GET UP!"

"DEAR! DEAR! DEAR! GET UP!"

Cupid and Sera.

He finally saw Cupid.

And Sera too. She was fine.

But why can’t he move?

Why was his body so heavy?

What was going on?

"YOU ARE BEING SUCKED INSIDE THE GROUND, PABLO! GET UP OR YOU WILL DIE! YOU ARE DYING, PABLO!"

Cupid broke the limits of shouting and Pablo’s mind registered something.

He was dying.

He was about to die.

Pablo Castillo was dying.

He? Dying?

NO WAY IN HELL!

Pablo summoned Colt and the black sword made out of Demonite appeared on his right hand—which was completely covered by the ashes.

But the sword stood tall and Pablo used all his strength to swing Colt all around.

He found the determination of a thousand men as only one thought rang in his mind louder than the voices.

He Won’t Die.

He Can’t Die.

He Never Dies.

Pablo won’t die and his thought ran so deep inside his mind that his body produced all the strength it had to make the thought into reality.

He was now able to move his entire body, the ashes around his neck were tightening but Pablo began to raise his head.

He won’t let the ground have his body like that.

He broke free from the hug of the ground and as he kept rising, the ash around his neck fell down completely.

Only his legs and hands were covered with it and he swung Colt at the ashes around his leg.

He was careful enough to not harm his legs and Sera was also using her hands to remove the ashes from his body.

Eventually, the ashes were completely removed from his body and he stood up.

He took a deep breath, panted, covered in sweat.

"What happened, Pablo? How did you become like this? What did you face?"

Pablo looked at Cupid and said only one word. Because in simple terms, what he felt could be summarized as...

"Death."

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