Chapter 648: Soul Eater (Part 2)

She had felt it since arriving in Tyre.
At first, Perry suspected that it was only the side effect of the upheaval in her mood. After all, she plunged into this chaotic and busy strange city from the quiet residence of the city of shadows.
No, she hoped it was just a side effect.
She dared to concentrate her mind here, but trembling more and more violently.
A dark shadow emerged at the edge of her perception range, near her eyes, the air was closer and much closer...
Perry suddenly sensed the wetness in her nostrils and cheeks, and she smelled a fishy smell. She opened her eyes and saw the leaflet first.
The whole piece of paper turned into a dark scarlet color, the text printed on it was already indistinguishable, Perry gasped, raised his head from the kneeling position, but found that the room and everything in it were red, Red, red...
She dropped the broken pen and wiped her face with her hand, and the thick liquid trickled down the corner of her eyes.
It’s blood, not tears.
Pushed by a sudden fear, she stood up and inadvertently stomped on the drawing board.
The whole room looked damp and stuffy, and all surfaces were as slippery as flesh and blood. Perry staggered towards the only window, reaching out to pull off the curtains to open the window and breathe in untainted air.
As she drew closer, the curtain of scarlet and shadow opened like petals.
A human-like body appeared there out of thin air, hanging upside down on the ceiling by means of spindle-shaped feet. When the heavy curtain fell to the ground with a muffled sound, the slippery and shiny body spread like grease spread out .
The next second, its name was imprinted on the soft surface of Perry's mind, and she had to speak out, just to drive away the deep fear in her mind.
"Soul Eater..."
A deformed giant mouth full of sharp teeth and bone spurs protruded from the monster's head, and a shadowy fire enveloped the blurry face, leaping in two dark, deep hole-like eye sockets, only carrying witchcraft Only visual people can see.
In a flash, Perry realized who killed those people and who turned the victims into horrible artworks.
This is a terrifying monster from the blasphemous flesh factory of the Trust Council. It has only been reported a few times. It is said that they are also a precious "property" for those intruders from different spaces-they have powerful anti-witchcraft Power is the deadly nemesis of all wizards.
But why did it appear in this place? What goals does it deserve?
She stepped back step by step, her brain cluttered and she couldn't make a sound at all.
At this moment Perry just wanted to cover his eyes and look away, looking for a corner where he was hiding, so he didn't have to be forced to stare at the monster called Soul Eater.
However, she had nowhere to escape. Even if she dug her eyes out of her eye sockets, she could not remove her witchcraft vision. The creature’s horror aura would continue to haunt.
"No! Who! Who will save me!"
She was horrified to realize that the killer wanted to look directly at it, and witnessed everything with the deep perception gifted by her talent. It projected a sense of need that forced people to focus on it. This strong desire to hold her tight like a black hole Tightly attracted.
The soul eater muttered to himself, Perry had touched the hearts of other murderers, and the terrible pleasure from the slaughter would always make her retreat.
However, at this moment she did not see anything like it. The soul eater's mind was a dark and dark pool of water, smooth like a mirror, not disturbed by madness, desire or anger...it seemed to be absolutely still, only to take orders An unshakable firm belief.
This reminded her in an instant of Haisuo's methodical and rigorous thinking. The killer had the same tenacity and a sense of direction that never deviated from her goal, as if it was following a series of instructions.
It is also inviting her to take a peek.
She understood that if she refused, the Soul Eater would immediately tear her into pieces, and she desperately tried to break through the icy mist surrounding her, trying to project a frantic call to her guard.
At the same time, she also allowed her soul to be attracted by soul eaters in order to delay the time, and to some extent, the true nature of this monster made her both disgusted and fascinated.
Soul eaters are unpretentious, and they open themselves completely.
And the terrible things she witnessed are indescribable. The killer was made like this. It came from a corrupted ethnic group whose origin has long been untraceable, and then it was wrapped in a weird shell, the living body used The material seems to have been cut from the whistling abyss of Hanan.
Whether it is an unreasonable coincidence of a cruel destiny or a deliberately twisted talent, a soul eater has no soul, but it is completely different from any void entity that Perry has encountered.
It is a black insulator, the ultimate embodiment of the anti-witchcraft power.
Perry had thought that this kind of thing was just a guess, a mad nightmare for the mad wizard—but it stood in front of her, breathing the same air as her, watching her eyes weeping blood.
Suddenly, the soul eater stretched out his blade-like fingers and took Perry's palm.
"No no... ah ah!!!"
She howled, and the fierce pain spread throughout her body. The killer arrogantly and easily cut off the thumb of her right hand and pinched at her fingertips to enjoy.
Perry held his injured hand tightly and blood spewed out constantly.
The soul eater raised the severed finger and threw it into the mouth, chewing on the bones and flesh, as if it were a delicious food.
The witch sat dizzy on the floor dotted with blood, and noticed the sudden change in the assassin's body~EbookFREE.me~ Its dark, empty eyes looked down on her, and gradually turned into a hazy mirror, she was on the other side. Seeing the reflection of her own soul in her eyes, her spiritual talent was increased by a thousand times after being copied by the killer, and she began to roll over.
The Soul Eater had tasted her blood and absorbed her source—through which she was seen.
It already knew her well.
The witch stepped back and forth in a hurry, feeling that he and the killer's heart suddenly reached a weak resonance, and the track of the two forces gradually overlapped.
"Let me go! Let me go!"
Perry cried and begged it to stop, but the Soul Eater just tilted his head and let that power continue to accumulate.
She realized that the other party hadn't killed in this way for a long time. The other deaths were plain and worthless. It wanted to test her ability by killing her, just like a soldier testing the accuracy of firearms.
The witch finally realized that she was the only one in the entire city that could threaten its existence, but it was too late.
At this moment, a sense of touch meets the void space between the two.
Perry's spiritual power escaped uncontrollably, flocking to the long-awaited soul eater, and the killer devoured it without any effort.
Then the black monster released its burden and reflected everything in Perry. Her supernatural talent turned back and was magnified into a dead and violent hurricane.
"Hezo--"
With a wail, the poor woman turned to ashes and disbanded completely.
The Soul Eater curiously touched some of her remaining ashes, then opened her barbed mouth and gently blew it.
Everything disappears invisible.
"Ok...Guk...Ok...Guk..."
Whispering like a code tick, the soul eater disappeared in the shadow of the corner.