Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2986

Looking around the vast hall, the Corrupted Titan that wore a human face — the Mad Prince — inhaled deeply, a distant hint of lucidity finding its way into his dark, frightening eyes.

Then, his dreadful gaze fell on Cassie, and his cracked lips twisted into a dark, demented smile.

"Torment..."

The Mad Prince let out a small, grating laugh.

"So you were the one who made it out, in the end. Ah... it seems I lost, then. The little game we played. How vexing.”

He groaned and clawed at his face, blood spilling from the deep cuts — only to reverse its flow and crawl back under his skin a moment later.

“How vile..."

His hoarse voice hid the undertones of a rabid growl within it, making Cassie take another step back.

Asterion, meanwhile, was studying the Mad Prince with a somber expression. His easy smile was gone, and his golden eyes were cold and ruthless, void of the usual glint of amusement.

He frowned.

"What kind of demon is this?"

The Mad Prince turned his head slowly, meeting Asterion's gaze with an utter lack of emotion.

Then, he grinned brightly.

"The best kind!"

He laughed again and then took a step, circling Asterion while staring at him with a friendly curiosity.

The tip of his jian dragged on the floor behind him, filling the dark hall with a loud, grinding, unnerving screech.

"What kind of ghoul is this? Ah, the worst kind."

The Mad Prince stopped abruptly and stared at Asterion, his grin widening.

“You dare peer into my mind? Brave man! Oh, but I wouldn't advise it... I wouldn't advise it all..."

Asterion's frown deepened.

He didn't seem particularly threatened by the Mad Prince. However, his gaze turned wary when he glanced at the abomination's jade sword.

It was no surprise. That sword was the Sin of Solace, after all — the cursed blade that infected everyone it cut with insidious madness. The Dreamspawn was a creature of the mind, so a weapon that destroyed the mind was a unique threat to him.

Still staring at Asterion, the Mad Prince asked in a cold tone:

"Nephis?"

Cassie finally spoke, barely preventing her voice from shaking:

"She is alive."

The Mad Prince exhaled slowly.

“Good. That is good. That is wonderful... I haven't failed completely then, after all.”

He laughed.

“I guess the little wretch escaped becoming me, somehow. How truly unexpected... well, no surprise. He is me, after all."

With that, the Mad Prince shifted his gaze to Cassie and smiled.

"So to what do I owe the pleasure of meeting you again, dear Torment? You have summoned me here with your powers. That means that you want something from me, doesn't it? Do you want me to play a game with the ghoul?"

His smile widened, and his lightless eyes shone with boundless madness.

"Ah, but what if I don't want to? What if I want to have a bit of fun with you, instead? I haven't heard you scream in so long, dear Torment... you had grown so quiet back then, near the end. Won't you sing for me again?"

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