Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel - Chapter 143

Chapter 143: Creation of the corrupted…
Chiron’s actions were surprising. But she could see in his eyes that he was serious.

She wanted to refuse, but then she remembered that her entire family was gone. In this world, she was officially genuinely alone. All she had left was Chiron.

If he left, she would have nobody else.

This was a scary thought process.

She had no one except him. And time and time again, he had proven himself to her. Truly, there was no one more reliable than him.

The thought of him leaving if she did not prove to him she was capable was an even scarier feeling that the loss she had just experienced.

One only realized the value of something when one loses it.

More than anything, she really wanted someone to rely on.

Slowly, she took the heart from his hand. It was punctured all over because of her continuous stabbing when she killed her mother.

It bleed continually.

She brought it close to her mouth, and with a deep breath, her teeth sank into the fresh bloody meat. She took a deep bite of it. Tearing it,

much like a wild lion did while eating an antelope.

She closed her eyes tightly, as she tried her best not to taste it. But how could she not? She forced herself and swallowed.

As she did, she instinctively wanted to vomit but held it back.

Tears ran down her eyes. As they did, Chiron could tell that her humanity was washing away with them.

“Good!” he nodded his head.

He waved his hands and paper seals appeared.

He immediately used the blood of the dead woman to draw runes on them. As he did, they glowed in an eerie red.

Carla with her bloodied face watched him. She did not know what he was doing, but she did not stop him.

He continued using the blood to draw out runes on the papers.

And then he made hand seals.

The seals spread around Carla with her in the middle. He came forward, used some of the blood from the heart and made a Star symbol on her head.

“Do you trust me!?” he asked.

She nodded.

“Will you give yourself for me?”

she nodded once more.

He made a cut on his palm and placed the blood on her tongue, sliding it down her face to in between her chest and to her tummy. There, he made another star symbol.

Chiron smiled in his mind. It was true what they said about the best time to influence a person. It was always when they were most emotional.

Emotions crowd common sense. And if used properly, could produce great results.

Chiron waved his hands, and another set of seals appeared.

This time around, he used these ones to seal the environment.

What he was about to do, was a big risk. One could say that he was very much pushing his luck. Especially now that he knew that the seer was seeing him.

However, he was already an enemy of the church. Doing more or less was not going to do anything to the reputation he already had with them.

He might as well continue his plans with the time he had before the next wave of fate’s knights arrive.

During the fight with fate’s knights, Chiron noticed how easily outnumbered he was.

It was true that he was not one to depend on other people, but he still like to consider himself smart. Or at least smarter than the average man.

He was aware of the power of influence. After all, just like a king needed generals he used as tools to conquer nations, a villain also required minions to do his bidding.

In the cultivation world, absolute power ruled over all. But at the moment, he was not yet there. What he needed was to improve his strength as much as possible.

This included both personal strength, and tools he could use when necessary and dump when inappropriate.

Chiron had to admit that this was a rare opportunity for him.

The ingredients for a particular spell had aligned themselves before him.

The betrayal of the innocent, the sacrifice of one’s love, the corruption of the innocent, soul of the unforgiven, and the blood of the innocent.

Each represented each side of the star drawn on Carla’s head and tummy.

Carla was betrayed. By killing her mother, she sacrificed her love while also becoming corrupted the moment she ate the heart of another human being.

Her mother represented the soul of the unforgiven, and her siblings were the blood of the innocent.

“Truly, success gives birth to success,” Chiron thought to himself.

At first, getting cultivation was the hardest hurdle. It took him years, but he finally did it.

Next, he grew his strength continually. And now, an unexpected divine fruit had happened to fall on his lap just after plucking from the tree.

Apart from aura energy which he had, Spirit energy which people of his clan used, and elmental energy which the half-elf elder used, they were other types of energy sources.

One of them was demon energy.

Demon energy was actually gotten from devil energy. Essentially, it was a variation of it.

Reason being that demons were actually human beings that absorbed devil energy and converted it in their bodies to demon energy for usage.

Naturally, this was abominable, and human beings that did this for power usually became crazy with the urges that followed.

Since it was converted devil energy, it carried with it terrible consequences. The urge to kill was even the least of them.

This was the reason why such people were called demons.

The usual method of becoming a demon was getting devil energy. When Chiron had just come to this world, he had considered this option. But it required him to summon a demon or devil. Which would have taken a number of human heads for such to happen.

However, was there any more inhumane thing one could possibly do that topped killing one’s own mother and eating her heart?

This itself was a summon for the devil energy.

The seals Chiron made, allowed for the dead bodies on the ground to act as a gateway. Of course, it was not enough to open the gateway into that realm fully.

But it at least knocked on the door.

The sacrifice was too small to call forth a devil, or demon. But that did not mean it could not call something else.

The seals around her glowed in an eerie red as the bodies on the ground melted into a pool of blood.

Every flesh, skin, and bone was turned totally into blood.

Carla watched this. As they melted slowly before her eyes. Subconsciously, she stretched her hand for the her siblings. But their bodies had turned to blood.

She turned to Chiron. She could see he was performing hand gestures, and as he did, the seals got brighter.

By now, experts within the clan should have felt this change of energy like the last time at the graveyard and rushed here, but it was not so.

Chiron had made an outer seal to stop the energy from leaking out.

Carla remained in the blood circulation. it burnt off her clothes but not her skin.

She hugged herself and folded her legs in shame to hide her body, tears still dropped from her eyes.

The blood showed that it was boiling little by little with pops of bubbles from time to time.

And then the blood in straight pillars rose up and formed above her head.

It stayed there, and everything suddenly turned silent.

Chiron waited in silence and so did she. However even after a few seconds had passed, nothing happened.

Chiron frowned. It was just like he thought. The sacrifice was not enough. Those that were sacrificed did not have enough attraction for devil energy.

He removed the seal from the back of his neck. If that attraction was not enough, then he would use something else.

He concentrated his spirit energy, and made a cut on his wrist. The blood that came out from his wrist seemed to glow.

This was because he focused some of his spirit energy with the blood. Chiron had absorbed some dragon essence from the dragon egg. This effectively affected his spirit energy.

When the blood he had let out merged with the blood gate, a low hum was heard.

A dark bloody mist diffused from the gate. However, as it rushed out, instead of diffusing around the place. It went around Carla.

Chiron smiled at this. It was just like he had thought.

Carla was freshly tainted. And better still, she was the current embodiment of pain, sadness, loss, sacrifice, and corrupted innocence.

All these factors made her like a magnet to the devil energy.

It rushed for her. Entering her body through her holes. Her nose, mouth, eyes, and even ears.

She tried to scream as it did, but she couldn’t. At first, came the pain like a fire had been lit in each and every one of her cells.

She felt pain at an individual level…