Grand Ancestral Bloodlines Chapter 1906

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Ryu didn’t believe it was possible for him to be any angrier at the moment. The only reason he hadn’t truly exploded was that he knew this was a projection and not the real Nemesis. It was why he had attacked it without hesitation, and it was also the only reason he hadn’t completely lost his mind.

Still, the raging inferno in his heart burned with a ferocity that flickered in the depths of his eyes with a smoldering red-black flame. Dragon and Qilin scales flickered into and out of existence on his body, his veins bulging and pulsing with a torrent of booming might.

As Silent Quibus ate Nemesis, a churning darkness and light began to rumble through Ryu’s body. The eight trigram diagrams rotating in his eyes only began to move faster and faster.

The sound of crunching came to a stop, and Silent Quibus looked up, blood drizzling down his chin. A fiendish grin filled with flesh and bone appeared, a ghastly tongue covered in rough bumps that almost looked like mutated dragon scales slithered out, picking at what was caught between his teeth.

By this point, he had completely lost any sort of humanity he had in him. Or maybe he never had any humanity to speak of and was simply good at faking what he could remember.

However, whatever the case was, it was only now that even Ryu’s own Dao could truly see through him, and what it saw would have horrified almost anyone else.

Silent Quibus stood there, blood still dribbling down his chin as though he was a baby in need of a bib. And yet, the shadow that grew behind him was shocking enough to pull on anyone’s soul.

It was an amorphous creature of the shadows with countless faces coming out of it. Each one screamed like a caged animal, wanting to pry itself free, but Silent Quibus’ strength was too great.

At that moment, there was a sudden enlightenment that came over Ryu, and he heard Silent Quibus’ Dao Title for the first time.

‘Silent Quibus…’ Quibus, taken in the sense of most immediate control over death, and Silent not just referring to a lack of sound, but the restraint of it.

Every soul he tortured, every life he ruined, every world he crushed beneath his boot, was forced into silence, adding to that ever-growing monstrosity that hid in his shadow… each one was silenced.

Whether in path, in Dao, in methods, Silent Quibus was truly a disgusting creature.

But Ryu didn’t care about any of this.

This man turned his partner into a slave. This man dared to try and claim his wife with that disgusting, vile tongue of his.

This man would die the worst death imaginable, not just here alone, but in the real world. Ryu would make absolutely certain of that.

“Ah, you can see it… chichichichichi,” a grating laughter echoed as the sound of bone crunching resonated through the silent world once again. This time, however, it wasn’t Nemesis’ bones, but instead Silent Quibus’.

The Faerie began to grow in size, rising up until he was almost three meters tall. With a wave of his hand, his bone whips vanished, and a reaper’s scythe with a blade of jagged rust manifested.

Around the scythe’s rusted blade, energy fluctuated and then suddenly blinked into a solid existence.

BANG! The ground was silently torn into, but it was the eruption of it into a rain of ash that truly caused the booming sound that echoed afterward.

The rusted blade was suddenly covered by an energy blade of transparent blackness that extended for dozens of meters. It was a blade so obscenely large that it didn’t make sense for a man even three meters tall to be wielding it.

And yet, it seemed like the perfect weapon for Silent Quibus, a man who reaped lives not by quality, but quantity.

“It’s a shame that my real body won’t be able to taste your blood, but I can give you the same experience nonetheless.”

What remained of Nemesis finally collapsed to the ground. Even in a half-eaten state, with three-fourths of his neck gone and his intestines spilling out of his belly, he had wanted to stand defiantly until his last breath.

Unfortunately, he hadn’t been able to.

The Wrath Knight steed looked up with red marble eyes that pierced Ryu’s soul. It was like he wanted to stare down his enemy in those last moments, and he had not the slightest hint of ire toward Silent Quibus himself, as though he was a master worth following.

It was when their gazes met in that moment that a hint of confusion flickered in the horse’s eyes. It looked at Ryu as though it was trying to recall something, but that loss of his edge caused what remained of his life to blink out.

Nemesis collapsed entirely, dead.

Ryu watched this silently, still not saying a single word to Silent Quibus.

“Chichichichichichichi. I will shred you apart piece by piece. An arrogant brat like yourself… I really want to know what kind of expression you’ll have when it finally falls apart. You all tend to make the strongest Corpse Poison.”

There was still no response.

“Chichichi, nothing to say? That’s not too bad. How about I let you pick? No, actually, there’s something I’ve always been meaning to try. I’ve been quite sexist in my life, don’t you think? I wonder if it would break a man even more than it would a woman if they were pinned down and violated. What do you think?”

One of the screaming shadows behind Silent Quibus manifested and grew into a man that was a meter taller than even the Quibus.

An unsightly but strangely large bit of rotting flesh swung between this zombie’s legs, and under Silent Quibus’ control, it began to engorge until it stood tall.

“How many people do you think are watching right now? Would you still have any pride left after this? Chichichichichichichi.”