First Stygian Diviner:Apocalypse-Chapter 364: ciel -2

Isiah has so many theories and the one that stood out with him was the fact that he was in the middle of an advanced region compared to the one he lived in his entire life because of keeping them in the dark.

It felt like this place was getting more information, more tools, and more magic to bring something like this to life .

" Our divine energy is just useless, while theirs could do a lot, we are living wasted lives there" Isiah said to eijar.

"I think you forgot the fact that all the regions were on one level in the past, ’’ Eijar replied.

" What do you mean by that?" He asked.

" You had equal opportunity, however, they worked very hard to be like this, so you shouldn’t blame them"

Isiah just realized that Eijar didn’t understand the weight of the difference between them.

"My stupid , stupid snake, I am telling you there is more to it " "Blood ! A fuck***ing blood ! " He was still upset about the fact that she fed him her blood .

"You thought you knew better , right ? Or you did it because you thought that turning me into an animal suits me well ?"

Isiah was very upset and also very confused about this new sensation that felt like a limitation to his powers.

Because now he was not only limited by his hunger, now he was limited by this disgusting sensation of vomiting near her blood ..

It was the first time a thing like that happened to him, he was around blood for more than he could remember and this was the first time that he felt something like that .

The urge was so strong to the point where he thought that she did it purposely with her magic .

"You think that vomiting while being around your blood is going to stop me , right ? Huh ...you are so stupid because clearly you don’t know who you are dealing with" He said with a very low voice , it was more like hissing .

He was still away from her but she felt the heat emitted from his body reaching into her still.

" I was running away with my life , I was running away to live a few peaceful days but ...I bumped into you here at that state...I could have ignored you and continued my way " She said with a lot of hesitation , every word was more like a death sentence to her .

Isiah didn’t seem to care about anything that she said to him.

"I thought that you were in that state because you didn’t want to eat the corpses, that idea was very bad , I know ...however ..it just feels like blood would help you when you were hungry " She added.The people he was with now were a mystery to him. He didn’t know if they were capable of keeping him in check, of preventing him from doing what he did best - taking down those who stood in his way. He had underestimated his opponents before, but he couldn’t afford to make that mistake now.

Isiah’s mind was consumed with doubt and uncertainty as he pondered the strength of those who held him captive. His experience had shown him that the people of the Emperium were not as strong as they thought they were, but he couldn’t be certain if the same held true for these new captors. Only time would tell if they were up to the task of keeping him locked away.

Isiah’s curiosity couldn’t be contained any longer as he inquired of the man transporting him, "Am I going to meet them?" His mind was plagued with thoughts and doubts, wondering whether he could trust this team of people with his life. After all, he was a notorious killer back in Emperium, and had his fair share of enemies.

The man’s silence in response to Isiah’s question left him wondering if something had happened to Ciel and Lexie. Despite this unease, Isiah knew he had to remain calm and collected, gathering as much information as possible before potentially resorting to burning the place down.

As he sat with Eijar lying in his lap, the weight of her body feeling heavy on him, his mind wandered to memories of Delwias Island. He recalled the moment when Adelita had asked Jivan to break the seal on his body, and he had grown at an alarming rate within a short span of time.

The shock of seeing Eijar grow in the same way brought these memories flooding back, leaving Isiah with a nagging uncertainty about what could happen to him.

He couldn’t help but wonder, what if the same thing happened to him? The thought of growing at such an accelerated pace was

Where exactly?" Isiah demanded, his voice hard and commanding. "I don’t tolerate any delays."

The man tried to speak, but his pain was too great. He could only manage to repeat the same word over and over again, hoping that Isiah would understand its significance.

Isiah was growing increasingly frustrated by the man’s lack of cooperation. He was here for a reason, and he wouldn’t let anything or anyone stand in his way.

He had been searching for Ciel and Lexie, and this was the closest he had come to finding him.

"You better speak now," Isiah warned, his tone growing even more menacing. "Where?"

The man took a deep breath and summoned all the strength he had left.

"The factory," he finally managed to say, his voice trembling with pain. "It’s on the outskirts of town. You’ll know it when you see it. It’s surrounded by barbed wire and guard towers. They keep a tight watch on everything that goes in and out."

Isiah’s heart raced as he processed the information. He knew that the factory was where they were being held. He also knew that it would be a dangerous place too.

But he was determined to see it through. He had come too far to turn back now.

Isiah’s heart pounded in his chest as the guards descended upon him, their weapons drawn and ready to strike.

At that moment, Isiah

Isiah was thinking about the pure comparison between this region and his first region with the developed countries and the third world countries on earth.

it felt like it, there was a constant fear of the triple full moons