Infinite Disasters: I Hoarded My Way to Godhood novel Chapter 292

Chapter 292: Chapter 292: Imprisonment, Rather Die Than Submit

Seraphina Sullivan didn’t linger at the scene of the revelry.

Instead, guided by the "resource point" Simon Holt had marked on a holographic map, she crept toward a more heavily guarded cave entrance deep within the settlement.

The Guards here were clearly more numerous.

Their expressions were also more vigilant.

They were obviously storing something they considered extremely important inside.

Seraphina used her perfect Concealment, slipping past the Guards’ line of sight as if she were invisible.

The cave’s inner passage was winding and dimly lit. The air was thick with a mixture of mustiness and some indescribable, foul stench.

Before she had gone far, an arrogant, wild laugh, followed by furious curses, echoed from the depths of the cave.

"Hahaha! Tex! Hahaha, to think you’d see a day like this!"

"You never thought you’d see the day you were captured by me, did you?"

"You Crypt Folk are still so naive! Why don’t you just obediently join our Holy Spirit Clan and receive the Holy Spirit’s blessing!"

"Think about it! Your Crypt Folk’s Strong Pregnancy Talent, combined with our Holy Spirit Clan’s powerful physique, could surely produce more superior offspring! We might even find a way to change our race’s curse! This is our only way out!"

A coarse male voice was filled with smugness and an almost paranoid fanaticism.

"Pah! Santroll, keep dreaming! The Holy Spirit you worship is a complete fabrication! It’s the true cause of the world’s destruction!"

"This world became like this all because of lunatics like you! Your short lifespans aren’t some blessing from a Holy Spirit; it’s a curse of genetic collapse! You brought it on yourselves! The Crypt Folk will never stoop to your level!"

A clear but furious female voice retorted sharply, her tone laced with deep hatred.

Hearing the exchange, Seraphina immediately quickened her pace, sneaking toward the source of the voices.

At the end of the passage, a relatively spacious cavern opened up before her.

The scene before her sent a chill down her spine, even for someone like Seraphina who had lived through the apocalypse.

Inside the cavern, dozens of women were bound to cold stone pillars with coarse ropes. Among them were the "hairy" members of The Crypt Folk who had been captured that morning.

There were also other women who, at a glance, had clearly been captured a long time ago.

However, unlike the ones captured that morning, the eyes of the women who had been held captive for a long time were hollow and numb, devoid of all light.

It was as if their souls had been torn away.

What was even more horrifying was that the women’s abdomens were noticeably swollen. It was definitely not normal fat, but... pregnancy.

And from the size of their bellies, it was clear this was not a recent development.

Seraphina felt her scalp tingle as a cold dread washed over her.

The heavily guarded cave before her, the women chained to stone pillars, their obviously swollen abdomens...

All the clues clicked into place, revealing the true reason this place was so strictly guarded. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

This wasn’t a simple resource point at all.

It was a breeding pen, a prison for "birthing tools" meant to ensure the continuation of a "bloodline"!

The core purpose of this place was to prevent these female Crypt Folk, who possessed the Strong Pregnancy Talent, from escaping.

’Truly... utterly vile!’ Seraphina cursed inwardly.

She couldn’t know for sure what kind of torment these women had endured here.

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