Chapter 548: Do Not Read

Chapter 345

“That’s it?” I asked as I held the man with a disfigured face by his neck. “That’s all we met yet you expect me to remember you like my twin brother.”

I threw him away and said, “Dude, we met two times for a total of two minutes. Less, actually, yet the way you talked seemed like you knew me so well as if we played catch in childhood. We shared everything, grew up together, and then a tragedy turned you evil, and then I had to put you down.”

I held the crumbling sword to his neck, “Shouldn’t that have been the appropriate setting?”

Yet he expected me to remember him. What a joke.

“So, stalker of the century,” I said as I almost cut his neck off, “Now that I’ve caught you, you’re gonna tell me why the girl’s so important?”

“Go to hell.” The ugly said.

“Been there. It’s not cold like the legends. Very, very hot.” I replied before I nicked him with the shattering pieces of the sword and said, “Tell me, or I will cut your head.”

“Go ahead.” He said.

Damn. I really wished I had my mental authority with me right now. I wouldn’t need to interrogate anyone. And since I hadn’t hit level 400 yet even when I killed so many powerful people back in Murim, I couldn’t unlock new authorities yet.

I really hoped the next of my authorities would be my mental authority. Anyway, for now, I needed to work with what I got.

“Who created the silica?” I asked.

“I did.” He said. So he was willing to talk about the Silica.

“And why did you make them?” I asked.

“For Lucy.” He replied. It was quite irritating to look at his drooping face. I couldn’t hold the impulse to cut his head off for much longer but I had one more question to ask.

“You can’t turn someone into someone who doesn’t exist in this world,” I replied. Lucy was a resident of Earth. Here, there was no Lucy. The silica needed to bite someone to turn into them. If there was no Lucy, there was no Lucy silica.

“Not if she was born.” He said, his smile becoming really something now. But as he said it, it finally clicked in my head. Why Becca?

Because in her belly wasn’t a human child. It was a silica child.

“So you turned her into a vessel to bring life that you can control into this world?” I asked, my expression now cold as ice. This guy was putting Becca through so much pain just for that. Just so he could be with the girl he loved. No, not loved. Obsessed over. Dad was right. A man shouldn’t love…

[And if he should]

[He should do it in moderation]

‘Where have you been?’

[Here]

‘Ahan.’ I decided to put the matter of Allison at the back of my mind for now. It was clear she went somewhere but if she didn’t want to tell me, there was nothing I could do. As for this guy, I didn’t really see any reason to let him live. I should have killed him the first time but I was angrier with the NYPD at that time to care about him.

Well, not anymore.

[SP -10]

I sliced his neck clean off. Whoever brought his soul here wouldn’t be able to do that anymore. With the soul power, I cut the very essence of his life. AyaAkusa was too strong for the current me so I had to make do with simply soul power.

My sword finally crumbled to nothingness. Not to pieces but nothingness. Well, there was a limit to what it could hold in the first place. Even though it would have been a pretty good artifact back in Isis, using ‘Divine Demon sword art’ and the soul power on it at once wasn’t really a good idea.

Anyway, with that matter dealt with, I turned in the direction where the observation room was. Since there wasn’t any other way out of there, I decided to go through there.

However, I felt my seal getting activated. I turned around since it was coming from behind me. The light was reaching over here and it was dim which meant Becca was a little far away from me.

Without a moment’s hesitation, I ran over there. Breaking through the wall and made my way through the walls as they came and finally arrived in what looked like a destroyed room.

Something was wrong.

That was pure life power in that seal. If it was activated, it would have brought this entire place down to nothingness. Yet it simply looked like a grenade went off in this place.

I looked in the direction of the only door in the room. I opened it and entered the hallway but as soon as I stepped foot into it, the illusion around me distorted and what appeared before me was what seemed to be a typical Sci-Fi lab.

And there, all the way over to the other side of the room was Becca. Trapped in a cylindrical glass display with water in it. An oxygen mask on her face, her swollen stomach perfectly floating. Her vitals were shown on the side.

“Marvelous, isn’t it?” I heard a voice coming from my left. I turned to see an old man in a lab coat walk out of the shadows.

“Give me one reason I shouldn’t kill you right now?” I asked.

“I’m not here?” He said, “Is that good enough of a reason?”

He was right. He wasn’t here.

I decided not to waste time with him and made my way to Becca to free her.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” He said. A line said in almost every movie and most of the time, the opposing person does exactly what was being told not to. However, from personal experience, I knew not to do anything like that.

So I stopped and turned to him, “There’s no Lucy in there.”

“Of course, not.” He replied, as if my question was ridiculous in the first place, “You think we would pluck a soul from the main world, put it here, create this technology worth wealth I can’t even count, waste hundreds of years on it, just so a perverted man could live his fantasies with a woman who’s not even that good looking.”

Yeah, my question was ridiculous. There was no way someone would go through all of that just to create a girl for a guy.

“So who’s in there?” I asked.

“You don’t really expect me to answer that now do you?” He asked, his tone a little annoying. He was really treating me like an idiot. Well, I was asking stupid questions.

There was no way he was going to tell me his entire plan. Wouldn’t that be nice?

“Doesn’t hurt to try,” I replied.

“I’ve been told a lot about you, Gabriel,” The man said, his tone sounding as if he was well familiar with me. “Does your father ever talk about me?”

I corked an eyebrow at his question. It was obvious he knew my Dad. The question was; the way he phrased it, was it personal?

“Haha,” He chuckled, as if aware of my thoughts, he replied, “No, we’re not gay.”

“Thank god,” I replied.

“We’re… friends. I mean, we were friends.” He replied.

“Before he killed you?” I asked. That was the setting, wasn’t it?

“No.” He simply replied.

No? Well, sometimes the setting changed.

“So? What did he do then?” I asked.

“He took my life’s purpose. So I wanted to take his. But, I was too weak for that.” He replied.

“Well, that’s very sad,” I replied.

“Yes,” He replied, “It is, to some extent.”

“But…” He looked at me and then said, “Then I found another way to hurt him.”

“Me?” I asked.

“You’re really smart, just as I was told.” He said, “You’re right. I went after you. And then he killed me… Well, almost killed me.”

“Anyway,” He looked at me and said, “I think we’ve both stalled for enough time, right?”

Ha! Would you look at that? This guy knew witchcraft. The magic of sacrifice.

“Of course, I do.” He replied, “Only I was intelligent enough to comprehend it and I had, one could say, infinite power to give in exchange for it.”

“No one has that much power,” I replied, as the final drop of my blood hit the floor and the floor began to shine. The circle was fully completed and ready to go.

“There are many ways to immortality, Gabriel,” He replied, his face changing, as if he was again back, “There’s just a simple loophole people like us, who aren’t real immortals, use.”

Just as he turned a little young, he began to turn old once again. But as he did, I felt something change in the lab.

“NO!!!” I turned to Becca but it was too late.

The circle, the one that I made, and the one that was in the lab already, both activated at once, and as they did…

My vision blanked.