Blood Evolution System Chapter 139
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The students felt that instructor Veronica was trying to tell them that it would do them good to awaken a superpower as it will help them stand their ground in something big that is going to happen in the upcoming days.
"Yes, ma'am."
Many students said, agreeing with her words, ready to head out, grab an evolution material and consume them to enter the awakening evolution process. Some of them, however, decided not to use the ordinary evolution material provided by the academy as they wanted to arouse the supernatural cells in their blood to awaken a better superpower.
"See you all next time." Instructor Veronica said, waving them goodbye and stepping out of the classroom.
Just as she stepped out of the class and entered the hallway, someone grabbed her slender arms and started to drag her out to a vacant corner of the building. No one comes to this area, nor do they walk past it. Also, there are no security devices in this particular part of the academy.
"I don't like it when you treat me like that, Wrath," Veronica complained in a low voice, letting him take her along with him.
She didn't mind being treated roughly by the man in all-black as he was not only her husband and the love of her life but also her knight in shining armor, her savior.
Varth didn't say anything and only dragged her to the vacant corner of the main building before cornering her to the wall. His actions were not rough, though they weren't gentle, either.
"Why are you here? Why you?" Varth said as he placed his arms on both sides of her head, blocking her from getting away from him.
"Of course, to teach magic to the students of this academy. Why? Is something wrong with that?" Veronica said, innocently looking straight into his eye.
"Don't joke with me," Varth said in an angry voice, grabbing her chin. "Who send you? Was it my mother? Brother? Or my father? And why you?"
"Why ask so many questions? Isn't it obvious, I'm here for you and no other reasons." Veronica leaned closer to his face, feeling it with one hand and touching the mask with the other, as her lips stretched back into a lovely smile, and she began speaking, "You look better without this hideous mask. Shall I take it off from you, my dear?"
Varth grabbed her playful hands, pushing them to the back of her head as he looked back at her, angrily saying, "There's a limit to everything. Don't test my patience, or it won't end well for you."
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Instructor Veronica tried to free herself but found out that he still overpowers her for some reason, even with the mask sealing most of his powers.
"Is this something a student does to their teacher nowadays? How about you set me free before I broke down crying and shout for help." Veronica said, a teasing look on her face.
Varth leaned closer to her ears, bit it, and whispered in a deep voice, "I am not doing this as your student. I am doing this as your husband."
"Oh, really? You say you're my husband, right? Do the others know that you're King Wrath? Want me to announce that to them?" Veronica said, feeling a bit pained from having her wrist grabbed harshly by him.
"Are you threatening me?" Varth's eyebrows raised.
"Uh, no. Why would a teacher threaten her student?" Instructor Veronica said with a smirk on her face. "It's just a warning. And I hope you listen to it. The academy won't let the most murderous existence in the starry skies reside in their campus ground once they know about his presence, after all."
Varth smiled behind his mask, his grip tightening on her wrists as he said, "I don't think you would dare do that. You can't risk the chance of exposing me while I am in this place. After all, there's a high chance the military will surround me, and I won't be able to make it out from this place safe and sound. And who knows. Maybe the Eye of Abhorrent would fall in their hands? You can't risk that, can you? The family won't allow you to live peaceful days if your foolish actions result in them losing the eye. Aren't I right?"
The Eye of Abhorrent belonged to the strongest of all the demonic creatures that invaded the dimension of the living a long time ago to conquer it but lost miserably under the hands of the Greatest Hero. Although the hero defeated and chopped it into pieces, it still didn't die, and so the hero sealed parts of its immortal body in different places of the universe.
Over the countless years, many have come across its body part and even managed to free them in order to gain unimaginable power by consuming or merging with them.
They did become powerful, shooting across the first few evolutionary stages and reaching the King stage, an evolutionary stage where a person can manifest a kingdom out of their ability. The name of their ability kingdom was Hell's paradise as, unlike Ability Kingdom that expands outwards to change the reality of the world, Hell's paradise creates a world inside of one's body, pulling others into it as long as they are in the range of Hell's paradise.
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They did gain power equal to that of a combatant at the king stage by just merging with a part of Abhorrent's immortal body. However, they also end up getting taken over by the Abhorrent's corruption, losing their sanity and committing the most heinous crimes the world has ever known. The corrupted ones became known as Basilisks. After all, they destroyed everything in their sight.
In response to the appearance of the Basilisks, Earth Federation created a group made to hunt them. The group only had combatants at the king stage and emperor stage. The battle was one-sided, and the Basilisks lost pretty fast. Anyway, the Federation gained the ownership of seven body parts of Abhorrent after they defeated the seven Basilisks one at a time. All of them are said to be sealed but who truly knows what they have done with it.
Varth didn't know much about what happened to six of the pieces. However, he was certain that his family took the seventh one and used uncountable numbers of living beings as lab rats, trying to merge the Eye of Abhorrent with them in such a way that they won't end up losing their sanity. They wanted to create an ultimate weapon by finding a way to successfully merge Abhorrent body parts with a human or a Demi-human.
They failed a lot of times. However, after using him, their own flesh and blood, as a lab rat, they managed to merge the eye of Abhorrent with him in such a way that he retained most of his sanity.
And thus, they created humanity's ultimate weapon, King Wrath.
King Wrath was hunted down by the Federation a few times before they gave up as they lost miserably against him and not only was the Hollow Family against hunting King Wrath, but they were also against labeling him as a felon since he has committed no evil or done anything insane except for killing an uncountable number of the filth of society, which helped the Federation.
Of course, although the Earth Federation stopped treating King Wrath as a felon, their fear and hostility towards a Basilisk like him had never lessened.
If given a chance, they would try to get rid of him, or at least take the Eye of Abhorrent away from him.
That's something the Hollow family that has sacrificed a lot and killed a lot to keep their insidious deeds a secret couldn't allow to happen.
So, Veronica, Varth's most beloved wife, wouldn't expose that he is Wrath unless she wants to turn against the Great Royal Hollow Family.
"Are you sure? What if I am just here to take my husband back to the family? What if the Hollows no longer care about losing their ultimate weapon. What if they just want you back? What then?" Veronica said, feeling his grip losing strength and taking this chance to break free and make a run for it.
What then?
He will be forced out of the academy, and it might happen after they take away his eye.
He would lose the life he sacrificed a lot to get.
He would be forced back to the family!
Just as Veronica thought that her words have shocked him out of his wits and that she would be able to take this moment to escape out to the bright hallway, King Wrath's hands wrapped around her waist, stopping her in place.
"Do you hold no respect for me?" Varth said with a laugh, acting as if he was suppressing his anger and lust as he licked her neck and nibbled her earlobes while staring into her eyes with his threatening right eye.
"You are the one trying to accuse me of being a spy for the family, here to betray and hurt you. Do you know how much your words hurt my heart? I am your damn wife, not a goddamn stranger. Don't you know how much I love you? The sacrifices I have made for you over the past two years? But you still think I am here under the orders of the family to bring you back! You are the one who does not respect me. Otherwise, how could you still think of me in that way?" Veronica said in a sad and shaky voice, tears threatening to stream out the corners of her eyes.
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