The Undead King of the Palace of Darkness – Chapter 26, Thirst for Life
Translator: Wisteria Editor: Silavin “?! … So, you’re still here…”
Translator: Wisteria Editor: Silavin “?! … So, you’re still here…”
Translator: Wisteria Editor: Silavin That is what I truly felt. I only just wish to survive. I do not intend to bother any humans. I do not hold a grudge against them either. Nevertheless… everyone wants to kill me. My vision was growing dimmer. I looked up at Neville with a desperate look on my face, to which he declared, “Who would let a monster live?! You may seem harmless now, but…
Translator: Wisteria Editor: Silavin No. No. No. This cannot be happening.
Translator: Wisteria Editor: Silavin My body, my consciousness, is being polluted by darkness. The body that is supposed to be impervious to pain, felt like it was being torn apart from the inside, like something was devouring me from within, and I felt tremendous pain all throughout my body.
Translator: Wisteria Editor: Silavin Impossible. Horus Carmon met his demise at Senri’s hands. After exhausting all possible hands, and putting up a resistance by creating an Evil Dragon, he disappeared rather easily into the light.
Translator: Wisteria Editor: Silavin The situation was totally outside of my range of expectations. I, as an undead, am capable of sensing positive energy. However, it is by no means perfect as I cannot detect trace amounts.
Translator: Wisteria Editor: Silavin Intense light that could blot out even the sun, shined several times. The dreadful, furious roars of the dragon echoed through the woods.
Translator: Wisteria Editor: Silavin They walked through the silent mansion that held no presence of anything living. The narrow corridor that was illuminated by the emitted holy light looked very eerie. The aura of darkness had gotten a whole lot stronger. The mansion was filled with chokingly dark miasma that could render an unfamiliar person immobile. Horus Carmon was up to something. Senri could not decide if it was futile resistance or…