The Annihilator: Killer Of Gods

Chapter 140 Nedin's Last Wish

Karsha smiled evilly as he looked at the Naga on the floor. She was completely out of it, barely having the energy to speak. He wasn't concerned about her pain; he knew she wouldn't have spared a second to kill him if their roles were reversed. Now that he was in control, he intended to show no mercy.

Five minutes went by, and Nadin seemed to have gained some strength, enough to talk at least. Karsha already had his [Call of the Flame] sword charged with fire essence and the glaive floating, ready to strike at a moment's notice.

"Just kill me. I will not tell you anything," she said, her voice low, painful, and angry as soon as she regained enough strength to speak. Karsha knew she was at her last breath, but that didn't mean he would let her spend her final moments acting arrogant.

"You've lost, Nadin. The least you can do is tell me more about this mysterious person, and maybe I'll give you a quick death. Trust me, you do not want it any other way," Karsha replied abruptly, sounding nonchalant. But to someone like Nadin, the meaning was clear: if she didn't talk on her own, he would make her.

"Do your worst," Nadin quickly replied, making sure Karsha understood she had no intention of talking. Karsha smiled, noting the arrogance of the snake lady. She had been promised freedom if she managed to kill Karsha, but never in her wildest dreams did she think he would be that strong.

She expected some resistance, but Karsha had surprised her. Because of her temper and foolishness, she had suffered greatly and was now at the mercy of the one meant to be her way to freedom. Just this was enough to make her furious, thus refusing to talk.

Karsha looked at her for a few seconds before stretching out his hands. Instantly, he gained control of the blood inside her body using his latest skill, [Blood Manipulation]. He wasn't as benevolent as some might think.

"If you won't talk on your own, then I will make you. After all, pain is the best teacher," Karsha said, and at once, he started overloading her brain with too much blood.

Nadin's body twitched. Despite being almost at death's door, with speaking even a headache for her, when the blood entered her brain, she let out a scream that was a mix of anger and pain. But it didn't stop there. Her body started heating up as Karsha quickly used his fire element. Nadin felt like she was being roasted from the inside, and the pain in her voice said it all.

Karsha wasn't having it easy either. The pain from taking control of the body of a Tier 7 Terror Mutant was intense. However, he never stopped. On the contrary, he had an evil smile on his face, and for ten whole minutes, he remained silent, focusing on pumping blood into Nadin's brain and using his fire to heat her blood.

Thanks to his high affinity for the fire element and Nadin's inability to control the fire, the process didn't require much struggle.

"Stop, please," Nadin forced out a plea, but Karsha didn't listen. Instead, he became more absorbed in the Blood Manipulation. The more he controlled the blood inside her body, the less resistance he faced.

Twenty minutes went by, and the 4 km radius was filled with the screams, roars, and groans of the pitiful Naga. What Karsha was doing was barbaric, but as someone who had interrogated many criminals during his career as a soldier, he was now immune to the suffering of others. Nadin had only herself to blame for pushing him this far.

"Please, I will talk. Stop this," Nadin begged after twenty minutes of relentless pain. Due to Karsha's control over her blood, she couldn't heal, and the past twenty minutes had been an ordeal of enduring pain in her brain and her almost-boiling blood.

"Speak. Tell me everything you know about this mysterious person," Karsha demanded. He stopped manipulating her blood but maintained his connection to it, keeping it circulating around her heart. As an experienced soldier, Karsha knew how to use every skill as a weapon. If Nadin lied, he would detect it from her heartbeat, so he controlled the blood around her heart.

It took her five whole minutes to recover from the pain before she managed to speak. "I don't know anything of interest about that man, only that he is powerful and terrifying. I can't tell you much because things just happened even though I don't know. So don't assume I'm lying if what I say doesn't meet your expectations."

Karsha could tell that he had indeed terrified the Naga. She was genuinely afraid of him after what he put her through. The level of suffering he inflicted was beyond what even a monster like her should endure. Getting blood pumped into your brain was not for the faint-hearted.

"Continue," Karsha said, trying to keep his voice as detached as possible.

"Neither I nor any of the Overlords knew where we came from or who we were. We just appeared here one day, and this island has been our home ever since. When we arrived, the Anaconda was already here on the island, and for some reason, there was this intense hatred between us, the kind that drives one to seek vengeance at any cost.

For years, we fought, and many died on both sides. My domain, being based on ice, was almost wiped out during those chaotic times. But just when things seemed like they were about to get completely out of hand, that person appeared and placed a curse that restricted us to Tier 7. There was no way to fight back, as the curse sealed everything about us.

But it didn't stop there. This person studied and learned everything there is to know about us. Then, once he was done, he paid me, Thorax, and Luther—a.k.a. Leviathan—a visit individually. I was offered the chance to gain my freedom, and without a second thought, I accepted. If only I'd known it was a trap.

Of course, even if I had known, there was nothing I could have done. That person is simply too terrifying. The technique was implanted into my brain, and at that moment, the first form was perfectly ingrained into my body. He also upgraded my blood, making me even more powerful. He gave me the resources to train and become as strong as I could.

It was all bizarre, but I didn't complain. So, since then, I have been waiting for you."

Karsha's eyes narrowed. "This sounds made up. Either she's an excellent liar or she's been forced to say this," he thought. He wasn't fooled easily. According to the Book of Annihilation, the unknown emperor was the one who placed the curse on them. So how could there be someone else besides the unknown emperor involved?

It just didn't make sense. The part about the technique implant sounded like nonsense, but Karsha couldn't entirely dismiss her words. It was as if something deep within him wanted to believe what she said, even though it was perplexing. Why would anyone go through all this trouble just to leave behind a technique for him?

And what was so special about him that would make someone go to such lengths to prepare the way?

"Things are getting too complex by the second," Karsha thought, feeling overwhelmed. First, there was the story about the deity of the Anaconda descending and cursing the island. Then, the Unknown Emperor came into the picture. And now, another terrifying figure had emerged. It just didn't add up.

"Did you get a good look at this person?" Karsha asked, unable to suppress his curiosity.

Nedin shook her head. "His face was covered, and his voice was distorted."

"Convenient," Karsha sighed in defeat. It seemed the figure had taken extensive precautions before making his move.

"According to Shadowcoil, killing you and the rest would be greatly beneficial to me. Care to explain what that meant?" Karsha pressed, hoping to uncover more.

Nedin looked at him with resignation in her eyes. "I don't know what he meant, and honestly, you can go fuck yourself."

She spat venom at Karsha's face in a sudden burst of defiance. It was a desperate move, but Karsha had anticipated it. He casually sidestepped, dodging the attack with ease. Three more streams of venom followed, but they couldn't even scratch his clothes.

"Argh!" Nedin's scream pierced the air once more as Karsha manipulated the blood in her brain. "You're a good liar, Nedin. You really fooled me."

Despite the excruciating pain, Nedin managed a smirk. "The part about the person and the technique is true. But the curse was my doing. The person gave me the technique in exchange for modifying some things in my body. It's simple: shaping destiny requires an exchange of equal value. The technique was considered equal to whatever he did to me."

"You may have fooled me for a while, but you've reached the end of your line," Karsha said coldly. "Now die." Continue your adventure at empire

With a swift motion, the glaive spun, and Karsha's mocking gaze met Nedin's as he asked, "Any last wishes?"

"May you die a painful death," Nedin cursed with her last breath. Before she could react further, Karsha's glaive pierced through her heart, ending her life instantly. Her body fell to the ground, and suddenly, it began to transform. Karsha had to step back to make room for the massive change.

"Damn, she's huge," Karsha muttered, staring at the enormous, 150-meter-long snake that now lay before him. Its scales were a stunning blend of blue and white, arranged like pentagon-shaped crystals.

"Two more to go..." Karsha said, preparing for what came next.