My Living Shadow System Devours To Make Me Stronger

Chapter 466: Chapter 468: The Halls Of Perpetual Screams

Damon held his sword in one hand, his expression somewhat calm.

Though it wouldn’t have helped to lose his cool anyway.

They had stepped into the darkness... but there was nothing inside. The place was quite large, he could tell by the air flow.

Though how air got there, he did not know. This place was strange.

Just a vast hallway. The halls were like a labyrinth, filled with many interconnected paths and twisting walls.

The doors seemed to move from one location to another, shifting subtly when they weren’t looking. Still, they made sure to mark their positions.

Damon and Lilith were more in flight mode than fight. They had no idea what was here, and frankly speaking, they had no plans to explore too deeply into this place.

If they were going to, they would have brought supplies, gear, and prepared for a potentially long expedition.

However, they hadn’t. Since Chrome had stayed here for quite a while, it should have been relatively safe...

While they moved, Damon heard a sound in the distance.

He glanced at Lilith.

”Did you hear that?”

She nodded slowly.

”A scream...”

They looked at each other, silently debating whether to investigate or retreat.

After a few moments of thought, Damon walked toward the sound.

The scream didn’t stop. And as he got closer, it only got louder.

When Damon turned the corner, expecting to find the source... he found only a vast hallway overlooking a large drop, railings lining the edge.

He held his ears, reducing the noise while he prodded the darkness with his shadow perception.

No one. Nothing. Just a scream that would never stop.

A woman’s scream—fearful, desperate, eternal.

Damon stepped forward and looked down beyond the railings.

The other side seemed to be a higher floor. But right there, by the statue of a weeping angel... Damon saw nothing else.

Just the angel.

Seeing it made him narrow his eyes. Lysithara also had weeping angels. But he had never met any, not directly. Valerie had always made sure to take paths that avoided this particular type of horror.

He certainly hoped that was just a statue.

He activated his appraisal skill.

[Skill: Appraisal]

[Description:]

The Unknown God had countless skills. Strangely enough, this was his favorite. His lightless eyes saw too much but learned too little.

[Effect:]

Reveals name, rarity, condition, known effects, and origin of target item or being. Accuracy increases with user’s power and the less guarded a target. Be wary—you may lose your sight to things beyond its reach.

[Type:]

Active

[Cooldown:]

0 seconds

It was just a statue of a weeping angel. He almost let out a sigh of relief.

But then, something flickered in the darkness.

It clung to the walls, with pale ashen skin. From the distance Damon stood, he saw it smile at him—its mouth full of jagged, inhuman teeth—before it flickered off into the shadows.

Damon’s eyes twitched.

”It seems we have company...”

Lilith narrowed her eyes. She couldn’t see as well in the dark as he could.

”The nice and friendly kind... or the rip-your-head-off kind?”

Damon smiled with his eyes closed, tilting his head slightly.

”It looks like it wants to give you a kiss with those jagged teeth. Well, I won’t be here when it shows up. See you.”

Lilith almost rolled her eyes at his usual sarcasm.

Judging by the direction Damon had glanced earlier, the creature would be coming from behind them. Whatever it was, fighting it in the twisting halls would be a bad idea.

Since Damon hadn’t moved yet, she already knew he understood that.

This open place... it was their best chance.

Still, the place was noisy. The scream never stopped. It echoed across the empty halls like some cursed song that refused to die.

Damon pulled Lilith’s hand and moved toward the center of the platform. From here, they’d see it coming. No sneak attacks.

The eternal scream became background noise.

But everything else was too quiet.

There were no footsteps. No breaths. Not even distant whispers.

Just... silence. Deep and absolute.

This place felt almost like a tomb.

And these foolish intruders had trespassed on its silence.

They would pay dearly for such insolence.

Lilith could have created light. But instead, she trusted Damon.

He kept his shadow perception close. Just in case it was a creature strong enough to overwhelm even that.

Lilith’s hand shimmered slightly, ready to call forth her Third-Class skill. Her intentions were clear.

From the direction they had come, a creature crawled on the walls and leaped—soaring above them.

Damon’s nose wrinkled. The stench that came with it was vile. Its malformed legs twitched mid-air.

Before it could land, Lilith raised her hand.

Black blood spilled onto the ground. Bits of its limbs—arms, legs, and even the head—hit the floor in chunks.

It screamed.

Its grey eyes lost their light before its shredded body even hit the stone.

Damon was once again reminded of how powerful Lilith Astranova truly was.

Judging by its speed and aura, the creature had been in the Second Class... yet it had died in an instant, without her even moving from where she stood.

But its scream...

It didn’t stop.

Even in death, it screamed. It joined the woman’s eternal scream.

Together, they formed a new chorus. A deeper wail.

The screams echoed across the empty, lifeless halls.

Before Damon could move to devour the creature’s remains, it melted. Absorbed into the dark stone of the hall.

No bones. No flesh. Not even a fading aura.

Only its horrible scream remained.

Alongside the nameless woman’s cry.

Together, they screamed.

Forever.

Damon took a deep breath.

Now... he could name this place.

The Hall of Perpetual Screams.

A place where the cries of the dead would never cease.

He glanced at Lilith.

Surely, this would only be the first of many horrors here.

”Do you want... to go ahead?” he asked quietly.

Lilith narrowed her eyes.

”Let’s at least reach the next chamber.”