BXBX NOVEL Chapter 774 Ring Of Bael - The Forsaken Body II
Fuck me, and called me tom! Why the hell does something like this exist? What in tarnation would compel me to do this? FUCK!!!! One hundred years and the torment had only risen, my only solace being my screams that remained moist with my blood.
"Your mind is stronger than I thought," Zax softly mentioned, sounding quite amazed, "But as you know, if you faint, you die."
Blocking my mind from this insipid bastard, whose continuous chatter plagued me more than this hell I was within. Not daring to even breathe, in fear of my lungs being torn to shreds more than they already were, I reached into my soul, where only eternal darkness remained, tainted by the flickers of scarlet.
In this realm of eternal darkness, I found myself here more and more in these past few hundred years. The pain still clung to me, tearing away at my mind, but within my soul, I could not hear myself scream; I could not hear my pain; that was nothing more than a stain on my pride. To scream in such a shameless manner, with such a miserable expression, wounded me more than anything else.
The days were long, and for the most part, they were hellish, growing worse with each passing day. The only good thing about this torment was that I finally kind of figured out what that mysterious energy I was absorbing was, but many questions about it still remained.
It was the living embodiment of the Abyss, or at least something close to it. Maybe because I was the bridge between the Abyss and the Myriad Heavens, I had a feeling that the moment I received the Path of Abyssal Night, I was absorbing the Ones, power, and now that I was in the Abyss, I was devouring, the All\'s Qi. What it all meant, I couldn\'t say, but I had a feeling that this entire festival would end when the All\'s Qi fills out half of my soul.
Standing in my spiritual form, I stood at the center of my realm, unable to find a smile or any sort of solace. Despite my desire to smile, I stared at the coming scarlet slowly spreading throughout my soul. I had no idea what this all meant, but there was one thing I knew: these two pinnacle powers were messing with my blood.
Pulling myself out of this realm, I looked upon my flesh, melting like hot cheese, and heard my screams that shook my heart. The only reason I think I lasted so long was due to the four souls I had within me.
Doing so made the pain at least a little manageable.
But looking at myself with the help of my soul, I felt nothing but disgust at what I had become. My body was constantly being destroyed, and it was my job to heal my injuries or die. Healing wasn\'t that bad, as Zax didn\'t let his qi linger to my flesh to act as a poison, something I often did to stop my enemies from healing. Nevertheless, if not for me being in the Abyss, causing me to absorb divinity, I don\'t think I would still be alive; my Divinity Pool would have long run dry.
"Zax," I grittily said with my soul, as my body could not speak, and honestly, my soul was not that far from being almost comatose. "My blood, what\'s going on with it? I\'ve never seen such a thing?"
"Despite what you call yourself, you\'re a bloody Forsaken to every being that matters." He said, as a matter of fact, "With all this tempering, you—"
"Yeah, I wouldn\'t call this tempering; I can\'t feel the slightest improvement."
"It\'s a trial. It\'s not supposed to make you feel good. You have touched upon the Concept of Torment, so the pain will continuously get so unbearable that any sort of pleasure you once held dear, like looking in your soul, will simply vanish, till the only thing that exists will be your torment, and your screams. No need to thank me, it was my pleasure. Now, as I was saying before, you rudely interrupted me—"
I hate this fucking asshole; how did Bael deal with this bastard? I just can\'t believe he speaks to Bael like this.
"As you may know, your Forsaken bloodline has the ability to separate aka reject other lineages, so from what I have observed, your bloodline has acted on its own and separated itself from the Shadowfell line, taking a stance on its own. As it stands now, you now officially have two bloodlines in you, Shadowfell and the Forsaken. Now the forsaken blood of yours is what is known as the "God Breaker," There is a reason why Lord Mephistopheles barged into Heaven. Your bloodline was just too dangerous. You have what is known as the ultimate defense and offensive, even by fallen standards.
"What do you mean?"
"God, your stupid. Can you not think on your own? Or has the pain already made you a simpleton? Your adaptation makes you basically invincible at its zenith, but your bloodline makes it so that nothing \'can\' hit you. You will soon grow so powerful that you will be able to reject the One and the All influence. You will be able to destroy boons granted by higher-level Gods and destroy higher dimensional weapons merely with your presence." Zax paused, then sighed. "It\'s a broken bloodline that the One granted those that carry your lineage."
No wonder Mephisto had them banished and restricted, but even so, if that\'s true, then this is but one of seven abilities. By the Hells! What about the other six?
"Your bloodline is just like a walking concept. Reject. It gets to a point where no one wants to fight you guys." Zax bitterly said, as if remembering something.
"And how does one fight against me?"
"First off, you have to use your body, as weapons are guaranteed to be destroyed. It doesn\'t matter how strong they might be; due to the nature of inanimate objects, being unable to repair themselves or control their atoms, they will be destroyed. Unless the weapon is adept in matter manipulation, on a fundamental level, they are dead."
"Holy Shit!"
"As for living creatures, they are good if they are adept at controlling their bodies and healing. That is unless you give them a good strike. The key to fighting a Forsaken is usually on the premise of not getting hit, that includes parrying."