CHAPTER 186: CHAPTER 185: PLUCKING, PLUCKING FEATHERS—

Chapter 185: Plucking, Plucking Feathers—

"Acheron, where are you?"

"Come out, quick! I’ve come to find you!"

In Acheron’s world of consciousness, when the Herrscher of Sentience first entered, it was full of interest, preparing to go all out and completely kill her. But very quickly, the healthy, wanton smile on the Herrscher’s face vanished.

Splash, splash—

In the dim world, a dark red sea churned with waves, like a deep, gloomy, and boundless sea of blood. It was a chilling sight that made one’s soul tremble.

"Hiss... what is this place? Why is this Acheron woman’s consciousness like this?"

The Herrscher of Sentience frowned. Was a normal person’s conscious world supposed to look like this? Something felt strange. It was eerie everywhere, and there was an omnipresent aura of nihility.

"Whatever. I’ll find that Acheron’s conscious avatar first," the Herrscher said, still full of confidence. Since it had made a move, victory was assured.

As time passed, the Herrscher of Sentience wrapped its arms around itself. It was strange; its conscious body was actually getting goosebumps. What was going on with this woman’s conscious world? It was making its hair stand on end. It felt as if it were endless, with the aura of nihility everywhere. Could it be that this person was a complete slacker?

Suddenly, the Herrscher of Sentience saw a memory that terrified it. Scattered body parts rained down from the sky like dumplings. And a goat’s head... what was that?

That was nothing. But a single glance back from a white-haired Acheron made the Herrscher of Sentience’s blood run cold, its soul nearly flying out of its body. Those crimson eyes, as if dyed in blood, with long, narrow, vertical pupils... that was the gaze of a predator.

"Excuse me... were you looking for me?"

A completely transformed Acheron appeared before the Herrscher of Sentience, reaching out to stroke its cheek. White hair, red eyes... she looked invincibly terrifying. The Herrscher of Sentience was afraid.

"Gasp! Monster! You monster! Stay away from me!"

An expression of utter terror appeared on the Herrscher of Sentience’s face. It turned to run, having smelled the scent of death. This was a monster, a monster that could devour and assimilate all things.

The Herrscher of Sentience wanted to run, but the white-haired Acheron had no intention of letting it escape. She grabbed its body, and with a pull and a tug, it was like plucking a chicken. Dark red feathers were continuously plucked off.

This was not a chase, but a dance. Before the overwhelmingly powerful white-haired Acheron, the Herrscher of Sentience seemed so weak and helpless, completely at her mercy.

"No! Let me out! I don’t want to stay in this world!"

The Herrscher of Sentience broke down, filled with regret. It had made one move, and now it was getting its feathers plucked.

She flees (the Herrscher of Sentience), she pursues (White-haired Acheron), she has no wings to escape (the Herrscher of Sentience).

Oh wait, her feathers have all been plucked. She can’t fly now.

Kenji, watching the live stream, thought this had the strong vibe of Black Swan Number Two. It was just perfect.

The Herrscher of Sentience: So I made my move.

Acheron: A high-end hunter often appears in the form of prey. Plucking feathers, plucking feathers!

After an unknown amount of time, Acheron opened her eyes. In her hand, she held a Herrscher Core. What a nostalgic and memorable duet. I never thought I’d get to experience it again. It felt a lot like the one with Black Swan.

"As expected of you, Acheron," Kenji said, unable to wipe the smile off his face.

"Entering another’s consciousness is quite similar to the ability of a Memokeeper. But to recklessly enter a world of consciousness beyond one’s control is to weave a cocoon for oneself. Even if she had entered your conscious world, Kenji, the result would have been the same."

Acheron casually tossed the Herrscher Core to Kenji. As a Self-Annihilator, her own consciousness was filled with an incomparably vast aura of nihility, a hard counter to an authority like consciousness.

Are all Memokeeper-like beings this brave? To have her consciousness entered twice in a row... Acheron was a little speechless. The "freebie" attribute was too strong.

"Indeed. But one target is enough. If there were two, there wouldn’t be enough for us to share," Kenji said with a mischievous grin. The little Herrscher of Sentience was just made to be toyed with.

Acheron was speechless. She had thought this would be a difficult task, but it had been so easy. She felt a little unfulfilled.

The Herrscher of Sentience: I apologize for not letting Lady Acheron use her full strength.

Those who had fallen into a peaceful sleep would naturally be dealt with by specialists.

In the Fire Moth meeting room, MEI looked at the time. From the appearance of the Herrscher of Sentience to now, less than half a day had passed. The speed at which it was resolved was truly fast, about the same as when Elysia had fought the Herrschers before. Elysia’s friend was truly not so simple, and she looked so much like her. Why didn’t she have that kind of strength?

"Ellie, this is the Core of the Herrscher of Sentience. Eat up."

Kenji brought the core to Elysia’s lips. With the last two Herrscher Cores, they could await the descent of the Herrscher of Finality.

"Mmm."

Elysia swallowed the Herrscher Core in one gulp, "unintentionally" catching Kenji’s finger in her mouth. She blinked her watery eyes, teasing him.

"?"

Kenji could only remain silent. The warm, wet sensation enveloped his fingertip. He could feel a flexible, smooth little snake. Elysia, was that on purpose, or was it an accident?

"Ahem!" MEI couldn’t help but cough. She, Kevin, and the others were still here. If they wanted to flirt, they could please go somewhere else. For Elysia, who usually loved to tease girls, to actually be teasing a boy... she was really learning new things. And she was playing quite the game.

Kenji pulled his hand back, his fingertip now covered in Elysia’s saliva. As expected of you, Pink Elf.

"Elysia, after absorbing this Herrscher Core, are there any changes?" MEI asked. She was one of the people who knew Elysia was a Herrscher, but they all trusted her character and hadn’t isolated her. Besides, what kind of good Herrscher would, in order to infiltrate the enemy’s ranks, defeat so many other Herrschers?

Not counting Elysia’s own authority, she had now absorbed the authorities of ten Herrschers. In terms of raw power, Elysia was the undisputed number one on the planet.

"Something’s still missing," Elysia said, sensing for a moment, then shaking her head. She probably needed to absorb the remaining two cores before she would be complete.

"Elysia, you’re the hope of the whole world now," Kevin said with a smile. Compared to that deranged Kevin, because of Elysia’s influence, this Kevin’s state of mind hadn’t changed too much. He was still a relatively sunny big boy.

"Relax. In the final battle, I will win ♪," Elysia said, clenching her fist.

Hey, don’t raise that kind of flag.

The corner of Kenji’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch. The final battle of Finality... Elysia being cut in half at the waist... why am I having such a fantasy?

"If I’m not a match for it, I can call for outside help."

"Right, Kenji?"

"And also, Acheron, can you come and help?"

Acheron looked at Elysia’s bright smile and nodded. It was a smile that was truly hard to refuse. "If there is a need, I will do my humble best," Acheron said very modestly.

Although they didn’t know exactly how strong Acheron was, MEI and the others felt an inexplicable sense of security in their hearts.

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