Dealkandrax and the insectoid creature didn't hesitate and instantly runs away.
If this incident is seen by many, the thought of Dealkandrax and the insectoid creature fleeing from the Demoness out of fear would probably be the main suspect. As the Demonesses possess are notorious, it's quite understandable.
Most entities would probably do the same in their shoes.
But it was not death that they fear, it's something entirely selfless of them.
Since they were entities born through pure cursed energy, the damned child of destruction and blood, their psyche makes them incapable of fearing anything, even death. It's solely impossible for them to fear death.
No matter the exact reason for their actions, it's capable to ignite their survival instinct.
Even the Demonesses were quite intrigued to find that these two were escaping fearsomely, there's no pride in them to fight back, and that is one thing that the Demonesses don't expect from this encounter.
Just like that, an event of pursuit happens without many knowing.
One of the ones that knew is the entity beside a river, it was the Witch of Chaos that somewhat regain back her consciousness again despite still being extremely weakened due to the injury she was inflicted with.
Looking around the place she was in, the Witch didn't find her children anywhere.
Realizing that she had just passed out and potentially concerned her children about her well-being, the Witch clicks her tongue before she tries conjuring cursed energy into her hand. In that attempt, only a speck of cursed energy came out.
With this much-cursed energy, she was unable to do even the simplest cursed spell.
Since there's nothing she can do in this state aside from resting and hoping her children will come back soon, the Witch crawls over to a nearby tree and leans on it, a light moan escapes her mouth as the pain stung her.
"It's so dark... I'm scared...", the Witch utters, hugging both of her legs together.
If anyone was to hear this they would probably laugh and think of this as a joke, the Witch always dwells in the darkness, and even her children are terrifying creatures, there's no chance that the Witch is afraid of the dark.
But even though many would think that her body right now is quivering.
No matter what anyone says, the Witch's bodily reaction, the bead of cold sweat running down the side of her face, and even her eerie eyes that are darting around the place showed that she was not lying.
For some reason, she actually felt fear in the midst of this darkness.
Just as she was trying to protect herself from the darkness, a sudden wave of pain hits her from the front, bringing about the feeling of her entire internal organs crushed in one powerful swoop.
Like being hit by a shockwave, her body got slammed into the tree behind her.
Upon feeling this wave of pain that attacked her from nowhere, the Witch gasped in shock and her eyes widened. Gazing in a particular direction, she can feel the link between her and her children is weakening.
It was a strong sensation that was not possible for her to mistake for anything else.
Following this sudden event, the Witch rolled up her right sleeve to look at a mark the shape of chains that is now leaking with cursed energy. Gritting her teeth, she tries to contain the leakage but her condition is not good enough to do that.
Splash!
"Arrghh!" the Witch groaned in pain, the mark dimmed as the cursed energy came out.
Similar to stabbing a hole in a water container, the cursed energy keeps leaking out endlessly. It changed the color of the air around the Witch, and eventually, the cursed energy started to take shape.
Upon the last strand of the cursed energy coming out, the Witch coughs a couple of times.
Just in front of her, the cursed energy has taken a form of an unconscious man. Each of his limbs was chained tightly, cursed energy is gripping around his body, and the aura the man emitted showed that he was not a regular man.
At the very least, he has the strength of an eighth-rank realm.
Looking at the unconscious man that wasn't supposed to be out during this time, the Witch helplessly leaned back to the tree again as this was caused due to the link between her and her children weakening.
The Witch's source is weakening, making her cursed power unstable for this moment.
"N-No, seal him again... I must... I need to seal him aga-"
Despite fighting her very best to stay conscious of the loss of cursed energy that she experienced, she quickly realizes that it was a losing battle. In the end, she succumbed and fell unconscious once more.
The Witch's body slipped and fell to the ground with an echoing light thudding sound.
But as soon as she fell unconscious, the man's body glowed with a blue hue.
From the looks of it, this subtle blue hue that appeared on the surface of the man's skin comes externally outside of his body. It was then the man's eyes twitched, the blue hue seems to be helping him.
Signs of him regaining his consciousness can be seen.
It was then the man's eyelids began to tremble, his consciousness is coming back to him.
Earlier, the man's consciousness was bound by the cursed energy. But thanks to the unstable source of the Witch, the cursed energy has become more absent which eventually sparks the man awake.
Moments later, the man slowly opens his eyes.
A pair of animalistic deep blue hazy eyes were exposed underneath the man's eyelids.
Groaning lightly due to the soreness and migraine he was feeling, the man tries to adjust to the surroundings with a cloudy vision. As if the man has slept for years without waking up, he needs more than five minutes to actually wake up fully.
"Eugh... my head hurts" the man uttered, he then looks around. "Where am I?"
Just as the man said that out loud, he tries to move but was hit by a clanking sound instead. Looking at his arms, the man finds that he was chained on each of his limbs with cursed chains tightly pinning him in place.
Upon seeing this, the man tries to break free to no avail, the chains are still sturdy.
But then his eyes landed on the unconscious Witch, who lay face-down on the ground a few feet away from him. At the sight of her, his eyes fluttered open completely. Instantly following that, his memories began to return to him.
It was the memory of the man being ambushed when he was on his way back.
Rex would've instantly recognized this man as none other than Kyran, who now finds himself stuck in this situation without knowing how much time has passed. Even though that is the case, his eyes were fixated on the Witch.
A spark of anger can be seen flaring within his glowing blue eyes.
Numerous plans of revenge appeared inside his mind, supplying him with evil thoughts as he glared at the unconscious Witch. Knowing that he can't flee with the chains still on him, Kyran decided to close his eyes again.
Compared to earlier, he now closes his eyes with a smirk on his face.
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Meanwhile, on the other side of the Supernatural territory.
Another army of humans that are composed of military units, Awakened, and Black Hands can be standing on top of a triumph battlefield. Around them were thousands of Shapeshifter corpses that has already succumbed to their might.
It was a total victory, a city of Shapeshifters has been razed entirely to the ground.
Even though the army of humans suffered a considerable amount of casualties, which definitely amounted to more than half of their force, this is still considered a triumph as they managed to defeat an Alpha Shapeshifter in the process.
Of course, the process was bloody, but it was worth it for them and the cause.
Nearing the center of the battlefield, standing near the deceased Alpha Shapeshifter were a couple of Black Hands and a commander of the military unit. Each one of them is panting heavily, yet a smile is plastered on their faces.
"Okay, our objective is completed," One of the Black Hands said firmly.
Glancing over to the commander of the military unit wearing a full dress uniform, the Black Hand then continues, "Rally and arrange the others, we'll start marching back to the Great Barricade in two minutes. It's a success, and we need to report back to the central compound"
Upon hearing this, the commander nodded his head with a straight face and turns around.
While the commander was doing what he was told, gathering the scattered forces in preparation to retreat, the Black Hands and Awakened sits on anything they can sit on and take a breather.
It was a hard fight, and they are exhausted of their own energies right now.
Just as they were resting, a female Awakened who leans on her sword that is stabbed to the ground catches a glimpse of a figure in the distance. At the sight of this, she immediately alerted the others and pointed at the figure.
Looking a distance away, in the midst of the fiery destruction of the battlefield is a figure.
Due to the distance between them and also the fiery remnants burning the battlefield, the figure's exact shape can't be seen, but it should be humanoid. No energy can be sensed coming from this figure.
As they had finished fighting Shapeshifter, they suspect this figure was a Shapeshifter.
It's quite obvious to them that this Shapeshifter is taking another humanoid form, but the lack of aura it emits signifies that it was probably a weak Shapeshifter that was struck with sorrow at the sight of its own kin massacred.
One of the Black Hands, a tall dark-skinned muscular man then stepped forward.
"No need to worry, lads. I'll deal with this one," the man said nonchalantly.
None of the others rejected the man's offer as the man is highly gifted in strength and endurance, his physical abilities have the power in the seventh-rank realm, and he can also toughen his skin and bones at will.
Even compared to the others, the man doesn't sustain that many injuries.
Jumping through great distance, the tall and muscular man landed right a couple of steps away from the figure, cracking the ground beneath him. Straightening his spine upright, he then walks over to the figure.
Since he was now close, the figure's appearance can be seen clearly and is quite intriguing.
Upon seeing the figure up close, the man was a little bit taken aback when the figure turns out to be taller than him. But the surprise didn't last long, Shapeshifters can turn their bodies into whatever.
Being taller than him doesn't mean anything for a Shapeshifter to be.
Inspecting the figure from the front, the man finds that the figure seems to be wearing navy blue hakama pants and a black hooded cloak that covers his upper bare body. Weird navy blue tattoos poked out of the cloak as the figure keep on striding forward without a care of the man.
Not only that, but the man also finds the figure has four horns on the side of his head.
Two of the black horns are bigger that stretch to the side before curving forward sharply. On the other hand, the other two horns have the same shape but are smaller and lower compared to the other two, nearing the chin.
Whispers in foreign languages can be heard as the figure started to get close to the man.
Although the man was still confused as to what this Shapeshifter has taken the form of, he didn't hesitate and pulled his arm back before throwing a powerful punch with the intent to kill the figure with one hit.
Just as his fist was about to connect, the figure suddenly raises his gaze.
In an instant, the man's punch halted mid-track, stopped by an unknown force. Looking at the figure's eyes, the man was greeted by two deep blue sclera while two slit reptilian pupils stare back at him.
Upon seeing this sight, the man feels insurmountable danger coming from the figure.
But before he could do anything, the figure mutters softly, "Puny human..." he said before he simply exhales lightly, letting out a deep blue breath that upon touching the man's skin, his entire body instantly burn from within.
The man didn't even have the time to scream before his body evaporates into ash.
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