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Chapter 2465: Preparing for the end (part 2)

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While running through the forest, towards the area that Chris was in earlier in the day, he stared at the bright moon that glimmered slightly red due to the mist.

'The moon is a lot brighter here than next to earth, or any of the other planets I have been on. The moon in the first place just reflects the light from the sun… is it actually the power of the sun that's causing this effect, because I feel slightly energised.'

It wasn't the first time that Chris had felt this way, even before when he had entered the pit, when the night sky fell and the moon was seen, he felt great energy surrounding him but he was also noticing something else as well.

He was getting this urge, an urge to consume, and it had only grown since he had eaten the Yaks.

'I've been through a lot tougher things… I'm confident, if it comes to it, I can control myself. I won't let this thing control my body.'

Slowing down his pace, Chris leapt up and with a single jump he had reached the branch of a large tree. He grabbed onto the branch and swung himself until he was in a crouching position overlooking the working area from before.

There was still the sound of banging, clashing and work going on, but it was quieter than before. Sniffing the air, Chris had made an evaluation.

'It smells like there's less people here than there were during the day… but I need to try to find ones that are on their own, I doubt I will get lucky like before.'

At quick speed, when the opportunity struck, Chris leapt to the ground and ran on all fours, transforming his body, not to his werewolf form, but to his wolf form instead. He was now behind one of the giant ship structures that were being worked on.

In his wolf form, he was a lot faster than in his werewolf one. It mainly focused on speed, and he felt if he was seen, people would just think of him as another creature.

While right next to the large object, Chris lifted up his paws and tried to scratch the outside. When he let go, there wasn't a single mark on the outside.

'I even coated my claw's in Qi… just what are these things made of?' Chris thought. 'If they're building something all day and night, it must be quite important.'

Hearing the sound of footsteps, it appeared as if someone was coming from the side. Hearing this, he quickly sprinted along the side of the ship and then hid around the other end taking a peek.

There he could see it, a Yak carrying over a rough edged rock on his shoulder. It got toward the middle of the ship, and bent its legs as if it was getting ready to jump.

'Now!' Chris ran in his full wolf form, and the Yak turned to look at him, the rock was still in his hands and the surprise attack was too fast for him, by the time the demon realised what was going on, Chris had already bit at his throat with his powerful jaws.

Blood soaked around and into his mouth as he gripped down further and the Yak body fell to the floor. Along with it, the large rock fell on top of him crushing part of his body.

The demon was killed but now Chris had a bit of a problem to deal with.

'Damn it.' Chris said, as he started to transform into his werewolf form, he then lifted the large rock off and placed it on the ground.

"Hey, what's going on!" A voice shouted from behind.

Around the corner there was another Yak, with a rock over his shoulder as well.

'Crap this was just meant to be an in and out operation, was I not thinking clearly or something, I should have waited to see if there was anyone else!'

It was too late now, as Chris continued to run across. The Yak preparing to fight back had dropped the large boulder.

Thinking fast, before the large boulder had fallen onto the floor, Chris threw a punch in the air. The third stage of Qi was unleashed from his fist and hit the rock, pushing it right into the Yak's body.

The sharp edges pierced into the Yak's body. It hurt as the Yak was kneeling over, and by that time Chris was already there with a forceful punch on the rock from his side, he pushed it right through the demon's body.

'Alright, that's two down… I was going to feast on quite a few of them anyway. As Edvard said, If I'm going to do this, then I need to get as strong as possible.'

A thud was heard from Chris's right side this time. It was the pathway that led to the multiple ships that were being built on the side, and he could see it, a frightened demon who had dropped the large rock he was transporting.

'This just isn't my lucky day!' Chris thought as he was running after the Yak who was running as fast as he could.

The demon didn't scream, he didn't want to waste his breath as there was something right behind him, but of course Chris would catch up, and when he leapt up, he grabbed right onto his neck ripping right through it with his claws killing it on the spot.

"Alright, now it's time for clean up."

Not wasting time, Chris dragged the bodies away from the building site and placed them into the forest. He didn't feast on their bodies yet because he needed to get them out of the way before anyone else would find them.

When all three bodies had been cleared up, he started to eat away at them. Having done the same thing earlier in the day, it was less of a problem this time. As he feasted on them, quite a few thoughts were running through his head.

"Their blood, it's all over that place… in the morning, when they notice that they're gone… will it cause a large problem, or will they think something like a beast has done it?'

After consuming the demons, the energy boost was felt in Chris once again. His muscles felt more alive, his body more responsive than before. Which was a crazy feeling for him, who already thought he was in tune with his body.

It was an amazing feeling, because it almost felt like there was no limit. Just like his stomach, as long as he kept eating, he would continue to grow stronger, but there was one large issue he realised he had.

'Everytime I finished eating one demon, the strength I gained from the next was less than before. Does this mean that I have to eat even more to continue to grow?' Although Chris thought this, he remembered back to the pit.

The whole purpose of the pit was to create stronger beings, and in turn the werewolves would feast on them and grow in strength. Eventually eating demons would no longer allow him to grow, not unless they were stronger than they were before.

Jumping back up to the tree that was located between the edge of the building site, Chris realised that a commotion had already arisen. The blood that had split across the path had been discovered, and a few of the other demons had been called up. There was a group of six of them talking and discussing about the blood.

'Six… can I take on six of them, without them alerting everyone?' Chris thought.

At this rate, he might end up taking out all of the workers. If it would delay the demon king and Immortui finding out about it though, he would.

The sound of loud footsteps and vibration entered his ears though. The Yak demons being large in size and literal giants made a lot of noise when they moved anyway, but this was different and this was heavier than the others.

Out from the side, appearing in front of the others, was a giant that was around one third larger compared to the others. It had a large belly in front of it, and a golden necklace around its neck that shined brightly.

'That is that one of the demon generals that they talked about. Didn't they say Quinn asked for their blood as well?' Chris thought, but another thought had entered his mind as drool was slipping from his mouth and onto the floor.

'I… I… have to eat that. I wonder how much that will make me grow.'

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    Tremendous. Chris has gone feral.
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    Describe a fighting scene involving three people ; Dylan and Steve are the attackers holding a cane and steve wields a katana while Quinn who has superspeed and strength emerges victorious "Dylan and Steve, fueled by anger and determination, confronted Quinn in a secluded alleyway. Dylan grasped a solid metallic cane tightly in his hands, while Steve confidently wielded a deadly katana, its blade shining ominously under the dim streetlights. Quinn, the embodiment of raw power with their superspeed and extraordinary strength, stood calmly, ready to defend themselves.

    Without hesitation, Dylan charged forward, brandishing his sturdy cane like a weapon of self-defense. He swung it fiercely towards Quinn, aiming for their head, but Quinn anticipated his strike. With lightning reflexes, Quinn sidestepped Dylan's attack, effortlessly evading the cane's impact. In the blink of an eye, Quinn retaliated, delivering a powerful blow to Dylan's stomach with a lightning-fast punch. Dylan crumbled to the ground, gasping for air, clutching his abdomen in pain.

    Witnessing his comrade's defeat in such manner, Steve's eyes burned with rage. He lunged forward, skillfully twirling the katana in his hand, gracefully aiming powerful strikes at Quinn. The sharp blade whistled through the air, attempting to find any exposed vulnerability on Quinn's body. However, Quinn's superhuman speed was far beyond Steve's expectations. They dodged and weaved effortlessly, repeatedly evading each devastating swing of the katana with fluid grace.

    Seizing the opportunity, Quinn unleashed their supernatural strength. In a split second, they closed the gap between themselves and Steve, their fist colliding with Steve's powerful midsection. A shockwave reverberated through the alley as Steve soared backwards, crashing into a pile of discarded crates. Winded and unable to move, Steve succumbed to Quinn's dominance.

    Breathing heavily, Quinn surveyed the aftermath of the clash. Dylan and Steve lay defeated, struggling to regain their breath on the cold, dirty ground. Quinn, victoriously stood tall with a quiet confidence, their muscles rippling with superheroic strength.
    "You have learnt your lesson" Quinn said camly. The alleyway had become a testament to Quinn's supreme speed, strength, and unmatched combat skills. His victory was a dazzling display of finesse and power that showcased the unequivocal triumph of an individual blessed with the beyonder's power
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    Was there even any mention of Helen?? She was a major part of his history, they didn't even have a moment! Absolute bull.
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      fr....
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  4. Offline
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    Wish there was more conservation with the others such as Leo or Nate
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      Wished so too, this little memories of them made me missed them
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    Chapter—2481:
    Saying Goodbye, for the last time.

    A giant battle had taken place inside the mist, and it was hard to fully see what was going on. When all of the figures were condensed in one area, the mist seemed to move away from them, but now fighting was going on all over the place.

    Just as Arthur said, they weren't the only ones that wished to help Quinn. There were plenty of those among them that now saw a chance to fight back against the others. Arthur, Leo, and Erin were doing the most damage.

    As Arthur was blocking the majority of the attacks with his shadow, rather than focusing on the big enemies, he was going for mass destruction. Leo was doing a similar thing; with his power, he could sense those who were weaker.

    Seeing all of this, it did make Quinn wonder if, since the others were disappearing, it meant Arthur, Leo, Erin, and the rest were taking the pain that he was meant to take. With each kill, each touch, were they going through their pain again?

    Watching closely, from the looks of things, it certainly seemed that way. For one, had slammed her large sword down, Erin creating an ice tunnel that trapped a large group. She then swung her sword again, and a large line of yellow Aura had come out, slashing a lot of enemies and killing them in one go.

    It was a testament to how much stronger Erin had gotten compared to the past enemies they had gone against before, but in that moment, Quinn could see it — there was a twinge on her face.

    - These guys, these idiots! - Quinn thought.

    - I thought as much, they are suffering, all of them are just holding in the pain. They don't want me to see what they're going through. I have to do my part as well!

    Quinn immediately ran towards the fog and pulled the shoulder of the man who had appeared. As soon as Quinn's fist landed on the man's face, a flash of pain and his memories consumed Quinn, piercing him with intense pain.

    When he landed on the floor, Quinn quickly got on top of him and placed both hands by the side of his head.

    He took in all of the pain, as much as he could, as quickly as he could. The body was starting to disappear and eventually was gone. Ignoring the aching pain in his head, just like all the others had, Quinn continued to run and dived straight into the others.

    The group was continuing to face off again and again, and surprisingly the one that was keeping the Cursed faction together, the other members such as Linda, Wevil, and Dennis, it was Arthur, he was using his shadow to make them survive.

    In the middle of it all, Quinn had decided to help the group in a major way. He decided to face Graham once again. It was easy to spot his large Dalki body.

    - Come on, hit me all you like! - Quinn shouted.

    Surprisingly though, Graham didn't hit him, and just walked over to where Quinn was.

    - I was the one who already lost that fight. - Graham said.

    - Your friend, your mentor, he is right. Harming you would change nothing. It is pointless.

    With those words, Graham touched Quinn, and allowed his final moments to pass through him. What was quite a surprise was the level of emotional pain. For Graham, it wasn't too grand.

    There was a slight regret of not reaching the top, but that was it. The Dalki, even the leader, were more simple than he thought.

    With Graham out of the way, it finally came down to the final two, Bryce and Cindy.

    - How! - Bryce shouted.

    - How are the two of you so much stronger than us!

    - Did you forget? - Arthur said.

    - I was always stronger than you. You just had that annoying blood control when you became king and Queen, and besides, I have some incredibly strong allies by my side right now.

    Leo was also equally as impressive, having improved beyond that of the vampire leaders. He could have even taken Bryce on his own.

    Not wishing to bring any pain onto Quinn, Arthur was the one that delivered two fists to the two's heads, finishing them off.

    Finally, it seemed like there was no one around, only members of the Cursed faction remained.

    - Now, it's our turn. - Arthur said with a smile on his face.

    However, Quinn wasn't in a hurry to touch them. He glanced at the ground, studying their faces.

    - Honestly, I wish I could stay in here a bit longer. - Quinn said.

    - I would love to talk to you all because this will be the last time I ever see you again. Nearly all of you, I never got to say proper goodbyes to.

    - We understand, Quinn. - Arthur said.

    - I can see that you defeated the Dalki I was worried about, but for you and us to be here, I imagine the enemy you are facing now is beyond our imagination. Don't waste your time on us, who are your past. Focus on the present and the future.

    Before Quinn could respond, they all approached him and embraced him. Their memories flashed through their heads, and he felt it all, as well as their pain when they died. But almost all of them had something in common.

    - Thank you, Quinn... thank you for being friend...

    Tears welled up in Quinn's eyes, and he couldn't stop them from falling down his cheeks as they disappeared one by one.

    - You idiots, all of you. Why, in your final moments, did you think of me? How can I forget about my past? How can I forget about any of you when you guys are still thinking of me?

    He fell to his knees, overwhelmed by emotions, but this time, it was his own emotions, not theirs. He perhaps felt the strongest regret, for never being able to help the Cursed faction, the people who had supported him through everything.

    - It's finally my turn, Quinn. - Arthur said.

    - You have grown into a strong, brave man. I can't even call you a kid now, based on your appearance.

    Quinn didn't reply and instead wiped away the tears from his face as he looked at Arthur.

    - Quinn, you are the one who needs to do it. You are the one who needs to end the cycle. - Arthur said.

    - End the cycle? What do you mean? - Quinn asked.

    - The cycle of problems, the cycle of war, the battles that continue on and on. End the cycle of death that you carry with you. Otherwise, you will have to experience the same thing over and over. You are the one who is torturing yourself. It's time to rest, just like it was for me.

    Arthur touched the top of Quinn's head, not allowing Quinn to reply. With his emotions and pain being transferred, that was the last one. The mist started to swirl, and Quinn's own body started to disappear.

    Outside, in the real world, Quinn's eyes opened wide.

    - He... he's awake! - Pultra shouted.
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      Quinn will not kill Immortui.
      . Called it first. wiseacre
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      Ok Quinn go join the fight 🙂
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