Talentless Extra Of The Legendary Hero Academy-Chapter 131: Everything of pain

"It’s mine now," Severin said firmly. He didn’t seem worried as he stared at Dolor, who was right in front of him. He only looked at him steadily. fгeewёbnoѵel_cσm

Dolor was breathing hard, his hand clenched, and the red light flowing on him flickered wildly. He demanded in a harsh voice, "Who are you? How do you know everything you do about the Divinity?"

Severin didn’t reply. He only gazed at him with a calm face.

Dolor shook. His body trembled as if something within was trying to crawl out. He swayed. The red light dug into his flesh and began to twist.

Everything filled with pain could be controlled.

His skin peeled back as if the red light were knives. Bones snapped and mended. In the blink of an eye, Dolor was reduced to a pile of flesh and bones on the ground, the red light flickering on him like fire.

Then... the flesh and bones changed in an instant, and what stood before him was a monster with eight claws of white bones and a long tail of jutting spikes.

Immediately, the monster flew at him. The spike in the air cut downward at blinding speed that Severin shouldn’t be able to avoid.

And so he didn’t.

He just raised the seed, his hand gripped the orb, and he squeezed.

Bam!

The monster froze. Dolor slammed into a wall of red light that was formed in front of him.

Severin’s expression finally cleared, and he sighed as he gazed at the orb. "I see now."

Then he looked at Dolor, who was making clacking sounds as he tried to break the shield. "You are only a consciousness, Dolor. You don’t have real powers here unless you have the seed. Now be gone, I want to eat. This will take time."

Severin gestured, and the memories—the wave of memories that drowned him earlier—appeared and crashed into Dolor, rolling him in as they began to drown him.

"The way to do this is to slowly digest this, but I don’t have the time. I would have to do it the old-fashioned way."

He lifted the seed.

And bit down hard on it, beginning to eat.

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"His shadow is also down. Can this be the effect of the seed?" Shadow Lord muttered. His hand was like quicksilver, his fingers blurring too fast to see as they spun above Severin’s shadow, the thread in his hand warping around the shadow’s limbs.

"Seems you have an awful job to do here, Shadow man," a voice suddenly rang out.

Shadow Lord slowed, but he didn’t stop spinning. "What are you doing here, old woman?"

"The ruckus you guys created was large enough to bring all the monsters of the wasteland here. I’m surprised the other Lords are not here..."

"Xaen is dead? That animal that controls animals is truly dead? I know you are powerful, shadow, but not enough to kill Xaen and Veyron at the same time."

Shadow Lord didn’t speak.

Old woman snorted coldly. "Hump!"

"And I know Xaen is your ally. She’s likely to want to drag me down from my mountain when the time comes. Unfortunately for her then, the dead can’t do shit!"

As the old woman spoke, her voice came closer and closer until it stopped in front of him. "That’s that smell coming from that boy? It smells like power. We sho..."

"Old woman, why are you here? This is the territory of the shadow! You shouldn’t be here!"

Old woman was cloaked in a brown hood that covered her face, but yellow eyes shone from within. She’s called the Old Woman of the Old Mountain, one of the gods that were in Sector Delta and the most powerful of those that are free.

"There’s nothing much left of this territory, though. Also, you are anxious, which isn’t something I see often. I guess I would have to stay for a while still."

Shadow Lord paused, but then he continued to work without speaking.

But suddenly, a flare of power came from where Severin was standing. Red light spilled from his body like smoke, curling around him and then upward.

Shadow Lord’s face narrowed in anger. "He actually..."

He turned to the shadow and grunted sharply. "Go! Attach to your owner!"

The old woman watched curiously as the shadow leaped forward, covered the ground, and sped to Severin.

And then Severin had a shadow again.

Red light, in liquid form, began to flow down Severin’s eyes, down his cheek, but before it touched the ground, it vanished.

Shadow Lord stared at it with rigidity. His hands trembled slightly. "My years of work."

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Severin had eaten all of the seed.

And it was the worst, most disgusting, and hated thing he’d ever put in his mouth, even though his body was a projection into his mind.

His eyes darkened, the red forming a cross in them. A cross that shone with the reddest red in the world.

The power settled in him. It mixed with his bones and blood and saturated his flesh.

And so did its knowledge.

Severin frowned. "That bastard Dolor, he was speaking the truth. This power will destroy my body. I need to find a way to chain it somehow. Part of it at least.

"Has this ever happened before? The power of a god in a mortal’s body. I wonder what the author would think. Wait, that author must really hate some of his characters. Why give the host such bad background and then make him an unknown that didn’t even feature in the story?"

Severin sighed. "I... I don’t understand at all."

Because he also had his own tragic past in his world. And he was just among the other billions, an unknown.

He looked at the waves of memories and shivered. "I haven’t recovered all my memories. The one of the host and the one that was blocked from me by my brain."

He took a step forward.

Dolor was erased from his mind.

He lifted his hand, and the sea of memories floated closer.

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