The black sun hangs high

Chapter 155 No martial ethics
"Women's Street never provides housing for men. Are you sure your home is there?"

When Hughes asked him a question, the man with the strange build stopped in his chair, his face and expression becoming somewhat blank, and the atmosphere in the tent changed accordingly.

Within the metal disc, the court hounds stood up as if sensing the presence of their prey, and the Touch of Calron began to sway slightly.

Hughes was pretty sure of his guess, so he gently moved the metal mechanism mounted on the side of the table.

The hidden mini-ritual was immediately triggered, and the council mages waiting outside immediately received a warning signal from Shug.

At that moment, all resettlement processes for refugees came to a standstill.

Work that is not yet finished should be suspended on the spot.

Amidst the fear and panic of the people, soldiers dressed in heavy fireproof clothing and carrying heavy magical flamethrowers or magic-suppressing silver shields emerged.

With the help of the council mages, they quickly separated all the waiting refugees. Before these terrified refugees could even understand what was happening, they were forcibly divided into eleven "groups," with each group having an average of five to six people.

The soldiers' expressions and gazes behind their masks were solemn and hesitant.

Although obedience was the instinct of the Water soldiers, they still instinctively resisted when they learned that they might have to spray deadly flames at these civilians.

Fortunately, no further orders came in.

Everyone froze in place, with only the frightened child crying weakly.

Compared to the chaos outside, the tent where Hugh was located was much quieter.

He was confronting the man who was clearly not right. Although Hugh remained seated and motionless, the Touch of Calron had emerged from the void behind him. It was hidden in the shadow of Hugh's body and was swaying slowly at a specific frequency.

The "man" clearly sensed something, and his body began to change.

He made a vomiting motion, and the bloating in his abdomen immediately began to "move." As the man moved, a black shadow that Hugh was extremely familiar with emerged from the man's mouth.

At this moment, the "tenants" in Hugh's spiritual world all became restless.

They smelled the scent of "food".

However, the Dark Abyss offspring parasitizing the man's body did not immediately attack Hugh. It was "squeezed" out of the man's mouth and hung in mid-air in a very strange posture.

Numerous mouths for making sounds "grew" out of this black gelatinous substance, and then Hugh heard a question from the dark abyss offspring in front of him.

"I hid very well, but you... found me?"

"It was well hidden, but the answer was poor."

Hughes gave his honest response: "It seems that you do possess their knowledge and memories, but you don't quite understand how to use them."

The Dark Abyss Spawn paused for two seconds, as if digesting Hugh's words, before saying, "Too much...useless."

This statement surprised Hugh.

In fact, this was the first time he had ever had a face-to-face, substantive interaction with this incomplete ancient creation summoned by the Black Sun Society. Therefore, Hugh did not send out any further warning signals. He did want to communicate with the "creature" in front of him.

After all, such an opportunity is quite rare.

The black shadow twisted and turned, and after a brief silence, it spoke again: "I... know a lot, but I learn very slowly."

This statement may sound contradictory, but as someone who had "devoured" the power of the Dark Abyss's offspring and seized their "memories" and "knowledge," Shug was able to understand what the other person meant.

In fact, among the "memories of the dead" that he already possessed, the content related to personal experiences and emotions had been deliberately extracted and categorized into the "not to be accessed for the time being" category. Hugh was well aware that reading other people's memories was relatively easy, but accepting and understanding other people's past could bring many problems.

He had this experience when he first "became" Hugh Ernst.

The memory of just one person can have a huge impact on consciousness. The offspring of the Dark Abyss probably don't understand this. Judging from their indiscriminate eating and accepting of anything, they have probably integrated everything they can devour, absorb, and accept into their bodies.

Eyes sprouted from the black pus of the Dark Abyss offspring. It carefully examined Hugh, then asked uncertainly, "We... are the same kind?"

"We're kindred spirits."

Hughes nodded, his expression unchanged, and said in a half-truthful tone: "Look, humans already know of your existence, so they are prepared to hunt you down at all costs, and now, only I can help you."

However, the Dark Abyss offspring did not believe his words as Hugh had expected, but instead expressed their objection: "Our own kind... cannot be trusted."

"You don't have to believe me, and I won't stop you, but if you leave now, you'll probably be discovered immediately and burned to death... You should be afraid of flames, shouldn't you?"

Upon hearing the words "flame" and "burn to death," the Dark Abyss Offspring's liquid mass fluctuated violently, clearly indicating that it understood their meaning. Moreover, through the constantly fluctuating magic in the air, Shug could basically confirm that this guy was afraid.

Hugh felt as if he had vaguely grasped some of the characteristics of this ancient creation.

"To some extent, it possesses instincts similar to magical creatures like shapeshifters: gluttony, a thirst for more power, and a tendency to act on instinct. While it's uncertain whether it feels pain, the burning and intense heat of the flames clearly instill immense fear in it..."

"They can change their form according to the lives they devour, and at the same time, they acquire more instincts, memories and knowledge from those victims. This process should have made them incredibly powerful, but the diversity of human thought is obviously not something they can digest or understand in a short time, which leads to huge loopholes and defects in their thinking."

Hugh quickly made a judgment in his mind, and then he heard the Dark Abyss Child in front of him say, "They... don't suspect you?" "Because I'm very good at disguising myself."

The eyes within the dark liquid mass darted around rapidly, and then a chilling voice drifted out: "So... fusion, I can... disguise myself."

As he said this, the black viscous liquid that had been gushing from the man's mouth suddenly swelled up in front of Hugh, spreading out rapidly like a huge black film, as if to completely "wrap" Hugh in it.

Such an attack is certainly extremely unsportsmanlike.

However, the Dark Abyss offspring is still in the process of learning human common sense and behavior. Although it has mastered many ways to disguise itself, it was still a step too slow in its actions when faced with Hugh, who had ill intentions from the beginning.

The tentacles of Kalron, which had been lurking in the shadows of Hugh, suddenly surged forth, their countless sharp limbs tearing the falling membrane into countless fragments in an instant.

He quickly stood up from his seat, and with the immense magical power within him now far exceeding anything he had ever possessed before, the power of the Mirror Messenger erupted in its most complete and thorough form. Hugh's figure instantly transformed into a wisp of black mist that appeared and disappeared in the blink of an eye. As he moved, this mist moved forward on its own, coming into contact with the fragments of Dark Abyss Offspring that had been severed by the Touch of Karl.

The Mirror Messenger's position in the Dark Abyss Palace is clearly very special.

Hugh had already discovered that the Mirror Messenger possessed a certain ability to "restrain" or "interact" with both the Dark Abyss offspring and the court hounds he had later acquired, and now, this special power was being demonstrated once again.

The moment the severed fragments touched the mist of the Mirror Messenger, they completely lost all life, and the magic contained within them was completely absorbed by the Mirror Messenger.

Such development and changes terrified the Dark Abyss offspring who had launched the sneak attack. As a result, various organs and tissues from different life forms, such as claws, limbs, and teeth, grew out from the remaining black slime. However, they were no match for the Touch of Karron. After a brief exchange, they were completely torn apart, leaving only a small clump of slime trying to escape from the man's body and flee into the distance.

Of course, Hugh wouldn't let such a "prey" slip away, and the Mage's Hand appeared precisely in front of the dark liquid mass.

This time, Hugh did not suppress his magical attributes, so the mage's hand revealed its dark green color that was hard to avoid.

Just like grabbing a beast on the ground, the mage's hand, imbued with intense corrosive power, forcefully pulled downwards, fixing the dark liquid mass in place. Before it could split and escape, Hugh was already beside it. Before the piercing scream could even escape, Hugh extinguished it in the drifting magical mist.

The moment he achieved his goal, Hugh immediately dispelled all of Karron's Touch and the mist around him. With a snap of his fingers, a stream-level magical flame appeared in the center of the tent, enveloping the body of the man who had been dead for some time, as well as the black slime left on the ground.

Just then, the tent was sliced ​​open by a sharp magical blade, and Verin and Klaus appeared outside the gap.

When they saw that Hugh was perfectly fine, and that his body, covered in countless black slime, lay prostrate in the flames, they reacted differently.

Hugh noticed that Vera breathed a sigh of relief, and the tension on her face subsided considerably.

Klaus's expression remained somber.

Mage Klaus asked in a low voice, "Is it resolved?"

"It seems to be resolved for now... It was hiding inside this man's stomach, like those parasites, occupying and controlling his body. After I discovered it, it tried to devour me. I had no choice but to use this method."

Hughes made himself slightly out of breath, then explained, “I suggest that all soldiers and refugees be screened again, this time with extra caution… They have learned how to hide themselves, and I have no way of knowing the exact number.”

Hugh's words temporarily put Klaus's doubts to rest. He nodded, then gestured for Verine to "check" on Hugh's condition, while he went outside with his assistant.

While Veraine didn't know Hughes very well, her level of trust in him far surpassed that of Klaus.

After confirming that Hugh was unharmed, she sighed, "You should have called us for help sooner. Mr. Klaus has a heavy task on his mind. After learning that there might be such a monster among these refugees, the council required us to obtain live samples..."

"I have no way……"

Hugh smiled and said, "At first, I only suspected this person and didn't have any concrete evidence, so I just sent you a warning. By the time it launched its attack, it was too late to notify you, so we could only try to deal with it."

"okay."

Vera glanced at Hugh: "You'd better polish your story. Mr. Klaus isn't as easy to fool as I am."

"I didn't just give a perfunctory answer..."

"I hope so."

Violet shrugged and immediately summoned the council's mages. These spellcasters, who had already prepared their tools and containers, quickly protected the entire tent. The male corpse, as well as all the items stained with the black slime and the ground, were all cleaned up by them.

Meanwhile, a new upheaval was brewing in Hugh's mental world during this waiting period.

As the power of the Dark Abyss offspring surged in, Hugh clearly felt his head begin to swell rapidly.

Unlike the clump of slime that had previously taken over old Schubert's legs, the Dark Abyss Spawn at that time was still very weak, and it was essentially an individual that grew from the slime left in old Schubert's wounds when he was attacked, so it did not contain any special memories.

But the one that was just killed and devoured by Hugh was completely different.

Before it escaped from Seren City using this man's body, it had already participated in countless hunts and digestions. The memories remaining in it were extremely complex and fragmented, some of which were not even enough to form complete memory fragments or images, but merely scattered sounds, light and shadow and words.

When these chaotic memories crashed into Hugh's mental world all at once, the consequences were predictable.

Hugh stood there expressionless, feeling as if his thoughts were buried under a pile of garbage.

(End of this chapter)