ushernet Chapter 137 - Ruins of Akaba
Chapter 137 - Ruins of Akaba
Chapter 137 - Ruins of Akaba
Bang!
A dark, massive fist swung like a meteor hammer, landing heavily on the jaw of a humanoid monster. The creature flew backward, crashing into a wooden door on the side of the street. With a crack, the door smashed into yellow and white splinters.
Cassius strode over with a cold expression. His waterproof boots stepped on the door frame.
Swish!
A withered, wrinkled claw resembling a tree branch, shot out from the darkness, its five sharp points aiming straight at Cassius's neck.
Crack!
A large, strong hand grabbed the claw, five fingers wrapping around it and unleashing a torrent of power like a mountain flood.
"Ah!!!" A piercing scream, like that of a baby's, tore out from the shadows. The sharp claw that had reached out was nothing but pulp now, with bones, tendons, and skin twisted and mashed together.
Whoosh.
A fierce wind whistled as Cassius swung the monster in the darkness like a meteor hammer.
The creature, as pale as a mummy, shrieked as it zipped through the air before crashing heavily to the ground with a thud. Almost immediately, Cassius picked it up again and smashed it through a wall. The sound of continuous drum-like impacts echoed.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang...
Crack!
The creature’s arm broke off, and its entire body flew out like a cloud. It bounced across the ground like a skipping stone, leaving a long trail. Finally, with a splat, its bloody head hit the hard base of a wall.
A shudder ran through its body like it had been electrocuted. It died just like that, with its head tilted and legs splayed out.
Whoosh.
A withered arm arced through the air, landing precisely in the crook of the dry corpse's remaining arm. From a distance, it looked like a drunk had collapsed and fallen into a deep sleep on a street corner.
Far away, Cassius had already turned and walked off. Darkblade and Jiri trailed after him, not daring to fall behind.
They understood that they had entered a mysterious and dangerous area of Black Rain Manor that they had never traversed before, likely one that originally had warning signs. According to Hellsing lore, getting lost in such places meant the chances of finding your way out were nearly zero, regardless of if you were alone or in a group.
On the gray-white street, flanked by square, gray-white residential buildings that looked like sharply angular building blocks.
Black Rain Manor was dim even during the day, with oil lamps being lit inside some of these buildings. Slivers of faint yellow light illuminated the shadowy figures through windows and door cracks. The air was filled with sounds of old men coughing, couples arguing, babies crying, furniture being moved, and footsteps on stairs. This street was both silent and bustling, like a real, living community, filled with the ambiance of everyday life.
But Jiri felt a chill run through his body.
This was no prosperous city or town; this was the Rainy World. This was Black Rain Manor! The more normal it seemed, the more abnormal it was. The calmer it appeared, the more terrifying it became. The more ordinary it looked, the more eerie it felt. Where were the ordinary people in the manor?!
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The three walked with steady, powerful strides, Darkblade and Jiri matching Cassius's pace. If they didn't, they would have bolted like scared rabbits as soon as they encountered these eerie sights. Jiri's heart was pounding wildly, and he swallowed hard.
Suddenly, a drunkard with a bottle burst out of a nearby shop. Jiri almost had a heart attack.
The drunk grabbed Jiri's arm. "Kind sir, lend me some money! Let me buy another bottle of wine! I..."
Bang!
The drunk's head exploded like a watermelon.
A large hand reached over, shoving the bottle into the drunk's neck, then hammering it in like a pile driver. The glass bottle was forced into the gushing wound.
"Shit!" Jiri's eyes were as wide as saucers upon witnessing the gory scene up close. He stuttered as he pointed at the corpse.
Darkblade and Jiri nodded vigorously.
"Huff..."
Breathing heavily like a bull, Cassius's right arm muscles suddenly swelled. In a flash, he disappeared and transformed into a huge black shadow, crashing through the wall with Darkblade and Jiri following closely behind.
"Finally. We're back in the normal area." Cassius lowered his arms, which he had used to shield his face from debris, and opened his eyes with a smile, but it quickly froze as he looked ahead. "Huh?"
There was a sparse grove of trees, with patches of grass beside them. A winding path ran through the middle, with a carriage station at one end and the manor entrance at the other. On the left path stood Leon who was holding an umbrella. His delicate, pale face was filled with shock.
"Huh?" Twin exclamations of surprise came from behind Cassius.
Darkblade was bewildered. Weren't they supposed to be in the normal area of Black Rain Manor beyond the wall? How did they end up outside the manor?
Cassius frowned as well. This was not what he expected. The path had become increasingly dangerous, implying Black Rain Manor was blocking their way to the normal area.
Unless...
Black Rain Manor hadn't been blocking them at all, and had merely misled them into a dangerous unknown area. Cassius, being overly aggressive, had believed the more dangerous the path, the more correct it was, eventually breaking through the entire unknown area and charging out of Black Rain Manor.
Impossible, absolutely impossible! Cassius decisively rejected this idea. He trusted his intuition. This was undoubtedly because Black Rain Manor couldn't fully execute its scheme due to his overwhelming strength.
Rumble, rumble, rumble...
A sound came from behind. The three turned to look.
The broken gray wall started emitting mist, slowly repairing the uneven edges of the hole. Some strange repair mechanism of Black Rain Manor seemed to have been activated.
Cassius took a few curious steps forward to take a closer look. Unexpectedly, the wall trembled violently, as if fearing Cassius’s approach. A massive amount of mist erupted, quickly shrouding the hole, and restoring it to its original state.
"That's no fun." Cassius patted the cool wall with his large hand and shook his head.
"Mr. Darkblade, and Mr. Twilight... what are you doing here?" Leon, who had been startled, walked over from several meters away. He had indeed been quite frightened. Having just taken a carriage back to Black Rain Manor, he had been walking toward the entrance when the wall beside him suddenly exploded.
Out came a towering, muscular man with a bare torso. One couldn't help but fear this muscular giant might suddenly go berserk like a rhino, pounding people into a pulp with just a few punches, or crushing them into mush with a bear hug.
Behind him, Darkblade heaved a sigh of relief and casually concocted an excuse for Leon. He vaguely said that the three of them had gotten lost in Black Rain Manor, and ended up wandering through various twists and turns until they reached a dead end. Twilight had been forced to break through the wall.
"Mr. Twilight, your cloak." Having just narrowly escaped death, it took a while for Jiri to approach Cassius. He returned Cassius's still-intact cloak.
"Thanks." Cassius took it and put it back on.
"We should be the ones saying that, Mr. Twilight." Jiri wiped his forehead; he was drenched, but he wasn't sure if the moisture was rain or sweat.
Cassius didn't respond. Darkblade and Jiri were merely collateral damage in Black Rain Manor's quest to target him. He didn’t feel deserving of Jiri’s gratitude.
"Let's go back to the Bolt Sect base."
With that, the four of them returned to the manor. During the return, Jiri and Darkblade were on edge, as if anticipating something to jump out at any moment. Leon found their behavior strange, while Cassius remained calm.
A few minutes later, they arrived at the Bolt Sect base.
Cassius immediately wanted to visit the Baptism Chapel again, but Darkblade and Jiri waved their hands, saying they needed at least two to three days to recover before daring to go out again. So, he left the base alone.
Walking down the familiar gray road with an umbrella, Cassius felt someone's gaze from above on his left. He looked up sharply, seeing a girl in a lace dress peeking from a window. She froze, her hollow eyes streaming with tears. Just as she was about to scream, a hand quickly slapped over her mouth. An old woman hoisted the girl onto her shoulder, spanking her while running away like the wind. As if Cassius were some heinous monster.
For the rest of the walk, he encountered no strange incidents, arriving at the Baptism Chapel without anything happening.
In the grand hall, under the ornate ceiling, Cassius's tall figure stood in front of a prayer table, flanked by two elegant metal candlesticks, where rows of black chairs had been placed behind it.
The task for his atonement was scrawled on the surface of an old, yellowed scripture: "Find the Akaba Ruins..."