“Stop! You’re a human, right? I’m a human too. I’m not a monster!” Angor could only scream as best as he could despite his condition.
The man watched as the “whelp of some high-level monster” opened and closed its mouth, seemed to be begging for mercy. He humphed coldly. Humans could not understand monster speech anyway. Besides, he did not hear anything at all. Maybe the monster spoke in a high or low frequency beyond the hearing range of humans?
Angor saw the man’s unchanged “I can’t hear you” expression and fell into despair. He slowly wormed himself away, which probably would not save him now.
It was a dead end behind, a solid wall. Angor reached the wall and had nowhere to go.
The man was only five steps away now.
When the man moved closer, Angor still felt the strange similarity on him, although his mind was panicking like mad.
The handsome young man raised the corner of his lips. A cold voice reached Angor, “Die monster. You won’t be missed!”
He sounded familiar too. Something came into Angor’s mind. He remembered someone speaking to him in the same tone, but the one in Angor’s memory showed consideration and care, while the young man in front of him only expressed malevolence.
“Sunders! You’re Sunders!” Angor yelled his name out.
It was Sunders. Angor was sure of it. The same short grayish-green hair, the same eyes, the same handsome look, and the same body build.
This man was a younger Sunders!
The “young” Sunders was still wearing the same hateful expression despite being called.
“Is it really him? Why did he become younger? He was a lot weaker than my teacher too. Like an apprentice,” Angor pondered. Maybe it was some kind of monster that was good at disguise?
But could monsters talk? It was speaking the universal tongue too.
Angor tried to explain himself, but “Sunders” never cared.
Sunders already reached Angor, with his usual indifferent smile. He raised a dagger high in the air.
Angor was more certain about the man’s identity when he saw the dagger. It was the same one Sunders used to cut the Twisting Protozoa before they entered the Nightmare Realm!
Angor tried his best to move away.
“DAMN! Someone! I don’t want to die here!” Angor screamed in resentment.
Sunders watched the monster scream without feeling any sympathy. He swung his dagger down without a second thought.