His feeling towards the deceased Troll beasts is special.

He is salivating, his curiosity also piques his interest.

What's it taste like? he knew he should be the one to control his hunger but he is just a human.

This is different, he is the hungry one.

The smell of ghost that is floating above the decapitated corpse was enticing his very being, he can feel the emotion of the Soul.

The negative emotion of the Soul was beyond his Imagination, the smell is so fragrant.

To him, the rotting smell of the corpse that is full of negative energy was the most fragrant thing he smelt for all his life.

Without Motus forcing him to eat it and further ado, Jomel's burning hand took the Soul of the troll.

It has the face of the crying human, it was full of despair that he can feel the combination of hatred, guilt, and despair just by making a contact with it.

Opening his mouth he bit it!

He bit it!

The taste of the Soul is spreading all over his body, slowly and every fiber of it was tingling.

It was the most delicious thing he ever tasted all his life!

He now understood his beasts Motus, that Motus is in complete control of his own Soul and Body.

He is not influenced by the Soul of beings that he ate, and he can enjoy only this stuff.

On the inside of Motus Soul-Space...

His Tamer ate the Soul, so he didn't need to eat it by himself, he can feel the taste of the Soul anyway.

So he laid back to go back to sleep, he is sure that his Tamer would eat more and look for more of it.

After all, he knew what it tastes like, it is unbearable that he may as well, will do everything to get more if his tamer became unstable.

Jomel on the outside was feeling the ecstasy of the Soul, which he is not influenced by but he felt more like he is purifying the soul.

But it is not enough, he then looks at the remains of the dead troll!

He wants to taste it!

Jomel sinks his teeth into it without hesitation.

As for the taste!

It's not that good as the soul but he likes it, without much consideration of his looks or how terrifying he is looking now.

He enjoyed ate the whole body of the troll, it is still not enough but he is not a crazy zombie who will rage for wanting more.

He looks at himself in the window mirror, he is so disgusting but he didn't ridicule himself.

His goal is to purify these pitiful souls to free them on his stomach.

The taste is so addicting that he convinced himself that it is his goal and the right thing to do.

It is much more delicious compared to anything he tasted all his life, like metal, Brawler type mat of Soul beasts, or even Evil type.

The Soul, full of negative emotion is the greatest.

Back to the elder.

The elder is looking at him with a peculiar look, he knew that the kangalarian race like him ate Evil-Type of Soul-Beast and Souls.

The difference is that the souls for them are not that tasty, only Evil type of Soul-Beasts meat can make them salivate,

He believed that this may be something on the deceased Soul-Beast but on the other hand, it is not.

As expected they couldn't sense Motus, even with their magical means.

The deceased Soul-Beast can use Moonlight and it means that it is not fond of eating Souls, there are some like the evil Fairy beings but it is so rare.

A little while, the elder just ignored it, He is looking out for the battle that will happen now.

This time he will know the true capability of the human that made his descendant submit willingly.

Jomel's side...

Jomel is now holding the sword of the beast that was kept beside him, this is just a normal weapon, not an average one that has some special effect.

He is disappointed with this, he is hoping to find one so easy but it seems it is a little bit harder than he expected it to be.

If he ever got one he will replace the two sword weapon he has now, Because he can feel it that the weapon doesn't have a strong container of will energy.

Yes, he knew what weapon can last in a fight and not, maybe because the sword that fought for him was special to humanity, that's why it is durable.

It can withstand a lot of will energy and only a slight crack appeared during his two years of using those words.

It is much better than his sword right now, which is cracking so early just by putting two imbued attacks to it.

But well he is helpless about it, it would be better for him to find fast of those Swords.

Even the average that has a 5% of elemental power is enough.

Jomel threw the normal sword that he took from the troll he ate.

Suddenly...

He heard something.

Right now.

Jomel had a face with a serious expression, his brow is furrowed and get us looking ar every direction from time to time.

He can sense some things that are coming, and there are five of them rushing towards his place.

Did he alert them..?

Using his precognition ability he senses that there are only five of them and nothing is coming.

He sighs of relief, but he will not underestimate these five.

His obvious error or flaw is that he never tested the ability of the deceased troll to study.

He killed it with a sneak attack.

If he just studies it before killing it, he may found out its skills, talent, and moves so he can confidently fight them if he is surrounded.

He didn't have much of a choice that time anyway

Jomel knew that it may alert the five as long as he attacked one so the best is to take the one alone.

To kill it as fast as he can so the burden will be lessened.

Jomel wants to try something first.

SWOOOOFFFf!

He sprinted...