Way of the Knights

On the other corner of the battlefield…

Richard was currently facing 9 Abyssals all by himself. None of them were Royal Guards though, they’re just scouts who appeared lost on what just happened to them. He sent the Royal Guards to their captain since he thought that the cap needs some exercise.

As of right now, he’s currently putting the Abyssals under the most horrible torture they could even experience in their entire life.

Two small black holes, one siphoning clockwise while the other spun counter-clockwise, was placed on top and below the bunched group of Abyssals.

The suction force of the black holes were too strong for them to resist, the Abyssals had used all sorts of methods and trinkets to help them steady their ground but nothing worked. They could only sit there and suffer immensely as their flesh was continuously ripped apart from the body as it regenerates.

The one thing that is unique to the Abyssals are their core. They can use it in so many ways and it is attached to their soul. Even if their bodies were ripped to shreds, so long as their core exists, they would just regenerate on the spot.

Though…as good as this may sound, this uniqueness they posses can be exploited in so many ways as well, and with Raven having the most experience due to this past life, he had a long list of ways to do this.

And this knowledge was passed down to humanity so that they can deal with the Abyssals. Just like what Richard is doing right now…

‘Yeah, this doesn’t get old.’ He mused inwardly, ‘It’s a wonder just how much flesh can be harvested in them using this way. If there’s only a way to make they edible, we can keep some of them and raise them as infinite supply of food.’

It’s obvious that Richard had done this a lot, and that is true. He did torment numerous Abyssals using this method for quite some time now.

The flesh of an Abyssal is poisonous to humans. This had been tested before and no matter how much experiment was done to search for a way to make them safe, it all failed. Which is rather unfortunate to be completely honest.

In truth though, the Abyssals can’t regenerate infinitely. There is a cap on how much flesh they can shed before they die. It will just take a while to get there which gives off an impression that they can regenerate endlessly.

The reason behind this is in the core itself.

With the constant conquering of the Abyssals, they’ve evolved themselves in to a level of higher lifeforms. They used the flesh and providence of their defeated foes to increase their own strength.

The flesh that being rended from their bodies aren’t theirs so to say, it’s the flesh of their fallen foe that they used as cover to hide their frail frames.

Puncturing the core would be an easier way to kill them, it’s most effective way too. But why is Richard doing this in this manner?

Well, the answer to that, is to make sure that they won’t come back from the dead.

Like what was mentioned the flesh that are being generated from the Abyssals’ body aren’t necessarily theirs, it’s from their defeated foes. So long as the core remained intact, they would regenerate.

While destroying their core would spell their deaths, it has to be known that it isn’t a permanent one…

Someday later, they will be reincarnated, their memories will be sealed until they mature but once they remember anything, they’re essentially back. It will take some time for them to reappear but their immortal nonetheless.

Them gaining a new body has something to do with the flesh nothing being theirs and their reincarnation is tied down to the providence they plundered from the races they conquered. Even reincarnation drains a portion of that providence so they will need to plunder endlessly to keep it stocked-up.

And the one thing that ties this all together is the Forbidden Ultima Core.

So long as that core exists, the Abyssal Race is truly infallible.

Destroying the core is risky and something that only Raven himself could do but there are ways to help him out in doing that.

For example; draining the amount of flesh the Abyssals can use and the providence they stocked up. So long as their stock drops low, the Forbidden Ultima Core will lose its power and it would become useless, which will eventually lead down to the downfall of the Abyssal Race.

Richard has many ways flay off as much flesh as he could from the Abyssals but he found out that using two black holes was the most efficient way of doing it since it could disintegrate flesh the moment it appears so it wouldn’t fill the space with too much of them.

It was also helpful that the Abyssals regenerate as fast as they lost their flesh, it really makes this whole process swifter on its own.

Plus, Richard doesn’t even have to do anything. He could just stand still and watch as the Abyssals constantly howl in pain as their flesh gets disintegrated by two gaping black holes. 𝒇𝑟e𝗲𝚠𝚎𝐛𝗻𝐨νel. 𝒄om

It truly couldn’t get any easier for him.

On the other end of the battlefield, a similar scene was happening, only a different method was being used.

Jeanne used a unique poison concoction and submerged the Abyssals with it.

Trapped in a nebula of deadly poison, the Abyssals’ flesh where constantly being singed into nothingness as it regenerated. No matter how much they tried to come out of the poison bubble, they couldn’t get out. The fluid was viscous and it stuck to their flesh, it’s as if they’re being digested alive.

A cruel method but necessary. Jeanne, much like her father, didn’t intend to show these morons even a shred of mercy. She’s dead set into making sure that they’ll never recover from this.

Growing up, Jeanne fell in love with the peace and prosperity of her home. She loved going around and experiencing things that she had never had a chance to do before.

She thought that her home was a boundless paradise, waiting to be discovered. No matter how prosperous or how corrupted it became, it still her home.

In addition to this, she’s especially fond of the simple days where there’s no strife, just peace and serenity. If it’s possible, she would love to keep it that way since she really didn’t want to live a life of battle.

Alas, these creatures just have to arrive and ruin everything.

She could still remember how much dread she felt when she realized that everything she loved and held dear might possibly be gone the moment they arrived.

The nightmares kept her up at night, causing her so much worry and anxiety, and her visions just became even more terrible the closer they came.

If it weren’t for the fact that there’s some who can prop-up the sky for them, Jeanne might’ve already lost it.

Jeanne is a usually a calm and reserved person, she behaved just like her mother did but if something threatened those that she loved, she wouldn’t hesitate to show them why that’s a horrible idea to foster.

She enlisted in the war to prevent her visions from coming true. She would rather die than to see her home gets ravaged by these conquering mongrels. She swore that she’ll do everything in her power to protect those that needs her protection, and it is for that very reason why she approached the Path of Deadly Poison, so that she can use it to cut down her foes.

Mark trained her rigorously. Not just for the sake of keeping her alive but also for the sake of her contributing to their cause. Jeanne soldiered on and transformed in measly years into what she is right now.

At this point, every one in the barracks knew how terrifying she is. The war truly awakened her sharp side and made bare her fangs.

As she watched as her enemies got digested by the poison she created, Jeanne was trying to figure out if she could make a better concoction next time.

‘This can get faster…’

‘I could increase the acidic levels a little bit to do that but I have to be careful, I might melt off their cores if I raise it too high. That wouldn’t be good.’

‘The cores should remain intact while making sure that they lose flesh faster. That way, I can drain their stocks even faster.’

What she’s using right wasn’t bad, but it could be better. After all, the Abyssals regenerate as fast and they lost their flesh so raising the acidic factor of her poison shouldn’t be a bad idea.

If her enemies could only hear what she’s thinking right now, they might probably flee as far as they could away from her and never look back.

They already suffered immensely under her grasp, they couldn’t even feel bad for her next victims since there’s no telling if they would even survive to even tell the tale.