Supreme Master In The Apocalypse - Chapter 89 Demons?

“Is he still unconscious?’ A woman’s voice sounded.

“Yes, your highness.” Celeste bowed her head, ashamed that she couldn’t do anything.

Thalia nodded. Her eyes fled to the man, who was peacefully lying on the bed. She couldn’t help but feel pity.

‘I wonder when will he wake up?”

A loud sigh escaped from Celeste’s lips. “I’m afraid we can’t predict anything yet. His core was severely damaged. If his condition will not improve in 3 days, then I am afraid he might lose his powers.”

She opened up her palms to show Thalia, the man’s core.

“How severe must have it been for his core to be like?” Thalia couldn’t help but place her palm to cover her mouth when she saw how broken it was.

Unknow to others, people who have the ability to use power has its main source of energy — Their core. If one’s core is damaged, then it would be impossible for that person to use his power once again.

That’s why it was very important for them to take care of it.

It’s like the soul of their body.

Celeste tilted her head to the side. She does not know what to answer. She wasn’t given the permission to look into Hugo’s memory. Thalia strongly reminded her earlier that they should not interfere with what happened.

“Her highness… may I ask a question?” she hesitantly opened her mouth. She took a quick glance at the unconscious man on the bed before continuing.

“As far as I can know, he is only a mere human that lives on earth.” She paused for a while before continuing her words. “Then how come he can have the ability to use powers like one of us?”

The sides of Thalia’s lips slowly rose up after hearing the question. ‘The goddess of curiosity does not disappoint.’ She thought as she had already expected this question since the time they arrived back at her kingdom.

“He’s a special one.”

That was the only answer she could give as it was still not the right time for Hugo to be known by others. That was one of the reasons why she cast the spell on everyone. Now, once fe wakes up, he will only be remembered as the forgotten savior.

No one would know what he look and sound like.

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There was still more for Hugo before he could be known by everyone. And if even interfering with one’s fate was not allowed, she had no choice for the universe’s peace.

Even though Hugo was here, his mortal body was still on earth. The one that they have here been Hugo’s soul which they were taking care of for him to regain consciousness in the mortal world.

On the other hand, Hugo was afraid to open his eyes when he could hear nothing. He was in this state for too long already that he has lost the count of time. He didn’t even know where he was right now, and that mere thought frightens him.

When he felt as if the lids of his eyes were opening, he had no choice but to open them freely.

The black vast of color was unending. The fiery flames and the death that he was expecting was nowhere to be seen, yet all he can see is the unending sight of nothingness, trapping him in its forms.

The only thing that he remembered was that he was shot.

“Am I dead already?” He questioned himself. “If this is not heaven, then am I in hell?” he breather out with widened eyes.

A glint of hope rises on her system. It was a girl’s cry that made him stunned in place. If only he was still alive and his heart was still beating at this time, then it would really jump in joy. He was happy and overwhelmed at the sudden sound that it made him instantly stand up.

He roamed his eyes until a young girl caught Hugo’s attention. The girl was sitting on the floor, hugging her bentknees while tears were continuously streaming down her soft cheeks. The child’s body was surrounded by visibly dark light.

“Who are you?” He was the first one to speak up. He only took a few steps in fear that this child right in front of him was like one of those in the scary movies you would see online.

The sudden cold tone of Hugo’s voice made the kid surprised. Slowly looking at him, Hugo could clearly see the tears pooling in the little girl’s round eyes. Her lips was rose in color as her hair was darker than the night.

“Hailey?” His forehead creased when he saw a familiar face in front of him. Seeing that it was his sister, he hurriedly ran over to hug the little girl’s cold body.

“Are you dead too?” His eyes pooled with tears. “I’m sorry, brother couldn’t save you…” He hugged her tightly.

However, the little girl’s body shifted its turn. The girl turned into a man. The sides of his face became uneven as blood started to come out of his mouth. The man’s eyes turned white. His body became flexible as if he do not have any bones in his body.

“A-A zombie!”

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In the south part of Lunaria, inside the woods that was left untouched by humans, an old-looking castle can be found in the middle of the forest. With the dark nights covering the whole place, just glance at it quickly and you can feel your hair rising.

The sounds of the crows, sitting on a branch of dead trees, were terrifying. The black cats surrounding the palace mean bad luck. The weather was cold and the horrifying silence in the atmosphere was sweat chilling.

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The castle in the middle was built hundred years ago. It was an elegant and alluring palace in the past, but the beauty shining in the early days cannot be seen anymore. As if it aged together with time.

A man, wearing a black suit was sitting on the throned chair. Spikes of thorn were covering the seat. Looking at the painting in front of him, he smirked. Their plan was successful, they had caused another ruckus in the world.

Those men who were seen in the park will not further be known, he made sure of that. Planning for years just so they can successfully act out the plan was exhausting. He waited for this moment… The right time to finally go back to those people who have hurt him.

“My lord, the spy is here.”

Looking with his eyes fixed on the man who has called his attention, he waved his hand tremendously. With the old doors making a creepy sound, his gaze went to the shadow of the person he’s been waiting for, for days now.

“My lord,” Dismissing the formality, he stood up, going near the person’s body. Their spy was finally here. He smirked. He couldn’t wait to get the information he needed,

“The whole place is in panic from what happened,” the man said with a smirk lingering on his face.

It was his role to be the demon’s clan spy in heaven. Grinning widely he looked at their King. It was informal for him to go to the palace without notice, but what can he possibly do? The news about the unknown savior was spreading like wildfire that he couldn’t keep her mouth shut at all.

Everything was already falling into their plan, and with one swept move they can rule the world and the heavens afterward.

“What more?” Eager for more information, he steadily went closer to his side.

Smiling deeply, he nodded, leaning closer to their King’s ear to say all the information he knew. The information he said was not only informational, but it was also an interesting one at the same time.

“Here, take this” The king smiled amusingly handling their spy a box that was containing a black liquid. It was covered in something that he knew, the president of Lunaria would be very much interested.

With his grinning lips, he then uttered some foreign words into the air, making the lively black cockroaches inside the box almost dead in just a short period of time.

“To whom shall I give this my lord?”

“To the President.” Turning his head, he made his way to sit on his chair and stared at the man.

“You may leave now,” The king swayed his hand upward, signing that the man can now leave in peace.

Their spy can’t stay here any longer or else they would notice that he’s gone and it was a deadly risk for all the plans they have successfully executed so far.

,m Walking towards the dark hallway, he proceeded into a room that is filled with paintings. It is one of his addictions, to look at the majestical paintings that were hung on the wall. From different sizes to different forms, the background would change and yet the painting was only reflecting one woman.

“Thalia… It has been so long, my love.”