The Rise of the Black Plain - Chapter 2696: The Fate of Leger's Crew

Deep in the woods of the Pristine Wilds, a man with a humanoid body, eagle eyes and a sharp appearance, was crouched in front of a large tree, where a sea creature was attached by chains to its trunk.

The sea creature with the body of an octopus didn’t look well at all. Only one of its tentacles remained in its frame. One of its eyes had been gouged out, while the rest of its body showed several cuts.

Its original level 114 aura now resembled that of a level 100 being, weakened as much as its vitality, on the verge of coming to an absolute end.

But the look on the creature’s face was not that of someone certain of death, but of a terrified creature, afraid to continue its suffering.

“Where is your leader?” asked the sharp-eyed man responsible for the suffering of the horrified sea creature.

It wasn’t the man’s first question, much less the beginning of their ‘dialog’. Their time together had begun months ago, when the octopus had fallen into this Supreme existence.

The level 119 Supreme had talked to him several times, tortured him, cut off parts of his body, talked about the reason for his misfortune and then disappeared for weeks, until he returned and did it all over again.

That had been this creature’s life. Unfortunately, the Supreme didn’t seem interested in shortening his suffering. On the contrary, on several occasions, his captor had acted to prevent his death by extending his suffering.

“I’ve told you a thousand times.” The wounded marine, fearful of further physical or mental torture, said in a weakened but simultaneously pleading tone. “I don’t know where Leger has gone. I swear on all that is holy, I don’t know! I’d hand him over to you if I knew!”

Months ago, Leger and his group had come across a creature that had almost wiped out their group. Of the 10 survivors who arrived in Uzira, 6 of them died that day because of a level 120 beast.

But 4 of them survived that day, having split up amid the situation that had almost killed them. When they tried to unite again later, the man in front of the wounded octopus had emerged and tried to finish what the previous creature started.

Leger had escaped at the time, but two of his other companions, including the current octopus, had fallen into the hands of this hawk-eyed man.

The level 114 octopus didn’t know what had happened to his other kidnapped companion, but he figured that if that guy hadn’t died, then their situation must be the same.

“Brendan, this isn’t going to work for me. If you don’t help me find that assassin, I’m going to make you suffer more than you did during our last meeting.” The man smiled at the octopus, making the creature shiver.

“Senior, I swear, I don’t know. If I knew, I would tell you. But Leger was our leader. He didn’t explain himself to us. Everything I know, I’ve already told you.” Brendan tried once again to save himself from the torture of his cruel captor.

The man, who he now knew was called Jalgon, had a long history with Leger. The story that Brendan, Minos and Tiolos knew about Leger was only the surface of the truth.

Leger had not lied to Minos at their meeting about anything he said. But he hadn’t talked about important details of his life either.

During his stay in Uzira, Leger had apparently killed local creatures and earned the dislike of Jalgon and other powerful creatures from the Pristine Wilds. His return to Oqia had not been merely to get more allies to cross the Pristine Wilds, but to overcome his various pursuers and eventually cross the Pristine Wilds.

Jalgon had made a point of making this clear to Brendan, who, after being tortured so many times, would say anything he could to Jalgon to get this man to come to Leger.

His loyalty to Leger was limited and judging by the grim fate that that Supreme was going to take his group if they hadn’t fallen to the level 120 beast, Brendan saw no problem in betraying his crew leader.

“Is that so?” The hawk-eyed man’s face went cold as he looked the creature up and down. “I’m afraid you’ll lose your last tentacle today.”

Losing his last tentacle wasn’t what scared Brendan the most, but the way Jalgon intended to do it.

The memory of how the demon in front of him had devoured each of his limbs, making him feel every sensation, including the feeling of having his body chewed, still frightened Brendan.

Trembling in horror, he tried his best to give Jalgon something new.

“There’s a group that might help you,” he said fearfully.

“Again about this group? Why do you keep insisting that these allies from Oqia are going to be useful?”

It wasn’t Brendan’s first time talking about Minos’ group.

“There’s a seer in this group. He’ll be able to find Leger if he’s still alive. All you need to do is find this group and force Minos to serve you.”

“You’ve told me similar things other times… But you haven’t told me about a seer before,” Jalgon said as he looked up with a smile on his face, gaining some new information. But he still wasn’t optimistic. “However, this group may have sunk into the Violent Sea. The last time I checked the coast, there was no sign of any new arrivals on the continent.”

“Look again, senior. Leger praised Minos throughout our journey. Even though Leger was a Supreme, he saw that Sovereign as the future of our group.” Explained the sea creature, fearful of having more of himself devoured by that demon.

Jalgon let go of the octopus’ body, feeling that it was worth looking for once more. “I’ll go back to the coast. If I don’t find his group, I’ll go back and eat your last tentacle. After that, I’ll put you in the Dark Dimension.”

Gulp!

Brendan shivered all over, remembering the dark dimension, a horrible place where he had only been for 10 seconds and nearly gone mad. As Jalgon left, he couldn’t help but pray to the heavens that Minos and Tiolos had succeeded in their journey to Uzira.

‘You are my only hope of dying in peace. Please be on the continent!’