Chapter 1129: Section 1130: The Whimper of Lassudral
As soon as the words fell, the Indigenous People suddenly opened their eyes.
With their eyes opening, a terrifying momentum, carrying endless oppression, came rushing in!
Yadasai’s pupils shrank: This was actually another entity no weaker than the previous Abyssal Dragon!
It seemed that this defense mechanism had completely fortified the Void Tower to the extreme, even this dark passage that was left out had a powerful entity guarding it.
“Damn, we have been discovered! I’ll hold him off, you seize the chance to enter the Void Tower!” Nitotipu said.
The black eagle cried out, and the air became stagnant.
Battle was about to erupt!
Meanwhile, inside the Void Tower.
In the hollow corridor, a figure enshrouded in flames passed through. Enchanted chains in deep red, touching the smooth ground, created a “clang clang” sound with every move he made.
He paused for a moment by a window, turning his head to look outside.
Outside, dark light laid out, and shadows fluttered ceaselessly in the sky. Then, a shadow drifted to the window, and he looked up at the immense shadow.
—From his perspective, the shadow was the head of an Abyssal Dragon.
The dragon’s eyes were purple-red, and when it looked at him, a hint of confusion flashed in its eyes. With a snort, purple flames made the windows crackle.
Through the light of the dragon’s breath, one could clearly see his face.
His features were like deep ravines, and within the interplay of light and shadow, they seemed mad or deranged.
He was none other than Popota, who had assumed the alias Hua Que.
Popota looked straight into the dragon’s eyes without fear.
Instead, the Abyssal Dragon, being stared at by Popota, slowly moved its head away and disappeared from the window.
After the Abyssal Dragon’s figure vanished, Popota slowly lowered his brows, covering the strange patterns in his eyes. With his lowered gaze, the chains on his body made a rustling sound.
He lowered his head, touching the chains with a mesmerized look in his eyes: “Have you eaten your fill?”
The chains moved slightly, as if responding to his question.
“Then it’s time to go,” Popota’s voice started calm, even indifferent, but suddenly, a maniacal laugh came from his mouth.
“Yi ha ha ha—” After the laughter, Popota’s eyes continually flickered between a dazed and lucid state, and the corners of his mouth twisted into a strange curve.
He continued forward, and soon, he arrived in front of a door covered in mysterious patterns.
The door hadn’t been opened, but there was a broken hole right in the center. Glowing metal fragments were scattered on the ground, indicating the violent force used to break the door open from the extent of the fragments’ explosion.
Behind the hole lay a pitch-dark staircase that spiraled downward, its end not visible to the eye.
At this moment, Popota’s expression grew even more bizarre, and the message in his eyes became completely lost in confusion. If Angel had been there, he would have noticed that the current Popota was not only completely different from his time in the Barbarian Cave, but also from what he had seen at the Magma Pool a little while ago.
He had become even more mad, as if another personality had been forcibly stuffed into Popota’s body.
Humming a strange tune, Popota crawled into the hole and walked down the staircase. At the end of the staircase, there was another door with a hole blasted through it.
Crackling sounds came from inside the door.
Popota walked in as if he was returning home, strolling into the room behind the door. What lay beyond was a spacious circular hall, and the first thing one saw upon entering was a statue directly opposite, but the details of this statue were indiscernible as it was enveloped by black wings, with only a vague sight of a curled-up figure inside the wings.
Lying beneath the statue was a Demon in a state of unconsciousness.
The crackling sounds that had been heard were in fact coming from this slender demon’s body.
This demon’s face was almost half mouth, lined with sharp teeth—a characteristic that showed it was a Gluttonous Demon.
Generally, Gluttonous Demons are quite plump and huge like balloons, but this one was completely different, its stomach shriveled and almost appearing like a starving corpse.
A chain identical to the one on Popota was wrapped around the Gluttonous Demon; at that moment, one end of the chain was inserted into the demon’s navel, continuously sucking the blood and flesh, making a crackling sound.
Suddenly, the chain around the Gluttonous Demon emitted a bright red light and pulled out from its navel.
“Have you had enough?” Popota arched an eyebrow and looked down at the chain on his body. It had taken dozens of Demons in the Shadow Mist Area for the chain on his body to be barely satisfied. Yet the chain left in the Void Tower had been satisfied with just this one Gluttonous Demon… and this Gluttonous Demon had not even been drained dry.
—One of the seven great demons of Lassudral, truly extraordinary.
“If you are full, then come back,” he said.
As the words fell, the chain around the Gluttonous Demon connected with the one on his body.
A fierce red light suddenly emitted from where the chains joined, illuminating the entire underground hall.
At the same time, Popota’s facial features began to contort, his body swelling rapidly, as if countless worms were wriggling under his skin. Popota experienced indescribable agony, but instead of crying out in pain, he laughed maniacally.
This transformation lasted for several minutes.
When it ended, the ground was covered in a layer of white flesh that had been expelled, and Popota stood amidst this flesh.
At this moment, Popota’s body had almost grown to match the transformed Yadasai.
His body was covered in bumps and sharp angles, and green viscous liquid kept dripping from the pores of his skin, even sprouting a pair of terrifying flesh wings.
Where once a human shape was vaguely visible, now there was no semblance of humans left, and he appeared even more alien than a Demon. However, a strong sense of danger began to emanate from him!
“Yiha ha ha ha—” In a bizarre laugh, the clarity in Popota’s eyes was almost gone, leaving only confusion and madness.