Chapter 393 - Change in Plan
Chapter 393: Change in Plan
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
As the woman drew her last breath, the dark energy around her immediately sank into her body to conquer her soul. There was more than enough energy to completely create another clone of the woman’s soul—a darker, filthy one.
In the next second, a pale, ugly undead soul emerged from her corpse and howled. This one was born with such abundant dark power that it looked just like another living individual.
Her howling was also a talent possessed by most undead creatures, which shocked all other souls nearby.
Although Angor only felt a little weird thanks to his special property. The howling only quickened the death of the other women who were hung by the hooks.
The newborn soul lifted her head and quickly rushed toward the only target in the room—Angor—with her sharp claws raised high.
She no longer had any sanity left, and Angor never expected her to actually remember his “favor”. Angor already ordered his image to leave the room, while his real self hid somewhere else.
He planned to draw the spirit away. The woman’s real “killer” was still lying unconscious outside. Angor planned to let them confront each other while he would use the chance to slip away.
Shadow said his mission should be easy. Was he actually defeated by apprentices or… Did something else happen?
Angor decided to follow behind Venees.
…
On the first floor of Dark Castle, a tall, slim woman in a black dress was frowning at a crystal ball in her hand. Occasionally, a pair of black and white butterfly wings would blink behind her back.
The crystal ball was showing Venees’ position. Venees was now dragging Diablo’s body along the hallway.
“She’s actually happy about getting tricked by an illusion… That’s as stupid as that Isabella.” She frowned harder when speaking of Isabella’s name. “She’s such a joke! Instead of following Queen Mary’s glory, she only looks for shortcuts and dirty tricks. And she’s even trying to charm that puppet master! United challenge? My a*s. No wonder Lady Isabelle would leave this place and never come back.”
She looked into her crystal ball again; this time, she was looking at another figure.
“Now this boy just did a fine illusion…”
She had her eyes on Angor all the time; otherwise, she would also be tricked by Diablo’s image. The illusion looked real, but it still had many flaws that could alert keen eyes. If Venees were more careful, she would have easily noticed that “Diablo” had too little blood on his body despite his wounds, which shouldn’t be the case if he had just escaped from the blood prison.
“That illusion… Why does it remind me of Mister Phantom?”