Starting from chapter 96, Henwell officially begins creating his own territory.
Honestly, I pondered for a long time whether to write about the process of establishing the territory. The process of building a territory or any force is inevitably tedious, because a leader needs to handle various internal affairs such as ...
2025-09-26 02:31:37 +0000 UTC View PostHenwell wanders around the Phoenix family's castle, and it is truly luxurious! The corridors and rooms are filled with artworks and portraits of family members from generations past. The castle's guards are quite formidable, with seven or eight knights leading nearly a hundred elite protectors patrolling the entire fortress.<...
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The door creaks open, and a wet figure steps into the darkness.
"Is no one home yet?"
An had gone to the explosion site in the wealthy district to look for Ormond, so the house should be empty.
"I need to burn these shredded clothes quickly, and An's too. What a terrible day, my head is killing me....
2025-09-25 03:36:38 +0000 UTC View PostOn the night of the explosion.
Creak.
In the darkness, a door quietly opens a crack, letting a sliver of light spill out. Along with the light, a nimble figure slips inside, reminiscent of a small deer, though appearing quite drenched. Rainwater trickles down skin as smooth as cream, like droplets on a popsicle. 2025-09-25 03:36:06 +0000 UTC View Post
Mira's father had mentioned that this organization was divided into various factions. He belonged to the moderate faction, which conducted research for the sake of gaining more knowledge, with the ultimate goal of benefiting humanity.
"......"
A somewhat noisy sound comes from outside the car, and Mira looks up to...
2025-09-25 03:35:29 +0000 UTC View Post[Another Perspective from That Night]
Despite the gentle drizzle falling from the sky, it can't dampen the scholars' enthusiasm. In a villa located in the affluent district, they've rented the place out. Each person is dressed in luxurious attire, wearing masks to conceal their identities, gathered around a table laden ...
2025-09-25 03:35:01 +0000 UTC View PostBut I fail. His face is like the strange visions you see after punching yourself in the eye—commonly known as seeing stars. The more you try to focus, the blurrier it becomes.
"I won't be in any real danger, right??"
I attempt to pull off a smile that looks nothing like one, as unsettling thoughts begin to creep...
2025-09-25 03:34:30 +0000 UTC View Post[This marks the beginning, the first time Haunter encounters Nyarlathotep.]
...
I remember dying.
The current situation... how should I put it?
I know it's hard to believe, but I must accept the fact that I've been resurrected. I distinctly remember my last impression of the world being white—the whi...
2025-09-25 03:34:05 +0000 UTC View PostDamn it, what a perfect MVP moment, and I don't even have a cigarette to hold? All I've got is my drenched self and this black shadow beside me.
Oh well, I don't smoke anyway, so it doesn't matter.
Wait, a black shadow? What's that?
Haunter lifts his head in surprise, then turns around to find himself almost...
2025-09-25 03:33:09 +0000 UTC View PostIn an instant, the creature manages to latch onto a protruding, solid rock with its limbs.
"Finally found a foothold."
In the darkness, a pair of eyes, now blood-red, fixate on Haunter.
"Roar!"
The creature, almost entirely covered in mud, suddenly flicks its fingernails like bullets toward Haunter. Un...
2025-09-25 03:32:34 +0000 UTC View Post"Wait a minute, did I just fail to judge an important probability?" Haunter feels Cain's hand withdraw from his chest cavity and quickly begins assessing other probabilities.
This skill could be a divine ability if it hits every time, but the frustrating part is how rarely it does.
"Judge the probability of a rock...
2025-09-25 03:32:11 +0000 UTC View PostWith troll genes infused within experimental subjects, Cain is the sole survivor.
In truth, he's not the perfect specimen. But that's a compliment, because he's stronger than the intended perfect experiment.
He can alter his body's size at will, and when he shifts into troll form, his skin hardens.
Though he...
2025-09-25 03:31:45 +0000 UTC View Post...
At this point, taking him down should be easy.
"Hit him while he's down! Take him out when he's weak!" Haunter shouts, tossing holy water into a crevice in the rubble. An quickly grabs it, carefully applying it to her nails.
Time for a little enchanting trick.
When a mysterious creature's skin come...
2025-09-25 03:31:17 +0000 UTC View Post"Wait, why am I hearing a second set of footsteps?" Haunter suddenly senses something, bending down to catch the faint sound of running in the rain.
"Who is it?"
...
Should she go check it out?
Fiona ponders, troubled. Although she's given the siblings a chance to communicate, will they end up arguing?...
2025-09-25 03:30:37 +0000 UTC View Post"Why are we meeting again?" he says with a long face. "I was ready to meet my great-grandma, and you pulled me back? How did you even manage that?"
"Where would an orphan like you get a great-grandma from?"
"Figure of speech."
He touches his chest, where the fatal wounds have healed. His hoodie, now tattered...
2025-09-25 03:30:08 +0000 UTC View PostThe raspy, chaotic voice is utterly nauseating.
Feeling slightly recovered, An cools down her heart. Every time she uses its power, she feels a wave of exhaustion, especially after a fierce battle.
She takes a minute to rest.
"This voice... is it lowering my sanity? Does it have a hypnotic effect?"
Her...
2025-09-25 03:29:41 +0000 UTC View Post"If Fiona finds out someone is missing tomorrow, I wonder if she'll be surprised," Haunter muses, trying to strike up a conversation to pass the time. Though it's likely this girl won't respond.
Anastasia, as she's called, is always aloof. Not much for chatting.
"She'll probably feel guilty."
Oh, she replied...
2025-09-25 03:29:13 +0000 UTC View PostIt doesn't even hurt?
"Am I already dead?"
"Of course not, I pulled you into this space!" A somewhat irritating voice sounds from behind him.
Haunter turns around to see a mass of ancient god's body, swaying like seaweed. In front of him is a huge screen, displaying his own perspective.
"So it's you! T...
2025-09-25 03:28:47 +0000 UTC View Post"What do you plan to do now?" An asks, turning her gaze away. She suddenly doesn't want to see the expression on his face, because it reminds her of someone who forcibly gave her a heart.
"The rebar pierced right through my ribs and spleen... cough."
"Are you really dying?" An asks skeptically. "As a resurrected o...
2025-09-25 03:28:24 +0000 UTC View PostNo, that would be minced meat, crushed finely enough to fit into a can on a store shelf. Haunter can't shake the feeling that the unseen vampire king might want him dead.
"I really owe you one."
"Boom!"
The entire building suddenly collapses, the thunderous noise echoing through the sky. Fortunately, this is...
2025-09-25 03:28:00 +0000 UTC View Post"Thud."
An's body hits the ground, landing within the area marked with red-painted symbols, but none of the traps activate.
"Where would I find the time to dig so many holes?"
"Only the one at the entrance is real."
An struggles to turn her gaze, her blood-red pupils constantly dilating and contracting...
2025-09-25 03:27:38 +0000 UTC View Post"Can you let me explain a bit more?" Haunter asks.
"Your death is the best explanation," An replies with a smile, extending her sharp claws. The smile is nice, but her eyes widen with a murderous intent.
Negotiations have broken down. Haunter slips his right hand into his pocket, pressing down hard on a syringe. S...
2025-09-25 03:27:15 +0000 UTC View Post"Ha, I thought we wiped them out three years ago, yet here they are again? These Scholars' Church guys have such a short memory," Johnny says, clearly infuriated. His muscles start to bulge, shredding his clothes into tatters, revealing a robust physique unlike the typically slender vampires.
"It's time they witness the...
2025-09-25 03:26:51 +0000 UTC View Post"I suppose I need to live past 45 first," Johnny remarks, sitting upright in the center of the teahouse. He nods, inviting his good friend to sit across from him.
"Try some of this. Though the afternoon tea time has passed, you can still treat it as a late-night snack."
"Alright, Johnny," Ormond replies, eyeing th...
2025-09-25 03:26:24 +0000 UTC View Post"Alright, I understand." An opens the door, speaking calmly. "It won't take long."
...
...
Night.
St. Andrew's Park is part of a construction zone, located at 128 Peace Street. It used to be a completed area, but for unknown reasons, much of it was destroyed in recent years and is now being rebuilt. Ne...
2025-09-25 03:25:59 +0000 UTC View PostThat means he isn't who he claims to be. Or perhaps he's forgotten much, even the art of sorcery.
Back then, he was merely bluffing; he hadn't placed any curse on her father at all. Later, when her father was asleep, An meticulously examined Ormond's body and soul, finding no trace of a curse.
A smile curves at An...
2025-09-25 03:25:34 +0000 UTC View PostEvening.
There's about 20 minutes left until the last class ends.
"Plop."
A small paper ball suddenly lands in front of Haunter, coming from Fiona's direction. The teacher isn't paying attention, so why doesn't she just say what she wants directly instead of tossing a paper ball?
Feeling a bit puzzled,...
2025-09-25 03:25:05 +0000 UTC View Post"Morning, Mr. Haunter." Several people greet him as he walks in, one of them approaching directly and smoothing her skirt before sitting in the seat in front of him.
"Morning," she says. "Glad to see you’re not fighting anyone today."
"Why do you think I’d be fighting every day?"
"Because you’ve got qu...
2025-09-25 03:24:41 +0000 UTC View Post"What happened? Did the church not pay this month's salary, or are you out of cigarettes?" Haunter asks.
"It's a bit better than that. It doesn't affect my personal interests," Sister Ernest says, clutching the cross on her chest. "The holy water used for offerings in the church has been stolen, and it's incredibly valu...
2025-09-25 03:24:10 +0000 UTC View PostWhat kind of script is this? Who wouldn't be confused by this?
"Perhaps An's current personality is influenced by that heart. She's a bit tomboyish, but with a darker edge. She's also kept her hair short like Dilandra," Ormond says, closing his eyes and finishing his hot cocoa. "An is a good kid. I truly believe that. M...
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