I Can Copy And Evolve Talents

Chapter 596: Quiddities Of Void [Part 2]

Northern’s steps echoed over the rocky ground as he ascended, his entourage of Void quiddities marching alongside him.

The harsh wind battered them, whistling like a ghostly anthem through the mountain slopes.

Yet, each of his summons seemed unaffected, their eyes fixed ahead, gleaming with dark promise.

They finally came to a stop after their master did. Northern fixed his gaze forward, his eyes glowing with a cold and powerful light.

He then turned around, looking at everyone in a breath before opening his mouth to speak.

”Just see this as me letting you guys loose. The one who kills the most of these guys gets to be number one.”

Bairan’s eyes twitched, and he silently looked forward with an indifferent expression.

Revant, on the other hand, had his face contort darkly, while the others went ablaze with an ominous passion gleaming in their vicious eyes.

Before the two most human Void quiddities moved, black forms blurred past them. Bairan’s eyes widened—everything was still pretty new to him, and he had not yet acclimated to things since gaining life.

Northern had left immediately after giving him a black sword. He didn’t even get to say a word of thanks.

And now, there were all these strange creatures that were familiar and at the same time unfamiliar.

There seemed to be a lot of thought in his mind, so he looked aloof. Even as Revant shot away, he stayed, patiently watching the monsters that broke out of the ground ahead.

The creatures were a twisted fusion of human and insect, their sinewy form covered in armor-like segments with a sickly sheen, as if dipped in the very essence of corrupted blood.

Their bodies were long, winding into a massive, scorpion-like tail that dripped with a viscous, dark fluid.

Multiple limbs, spindly yet powerful, anchored them to the ground, and antennae twitched with an unnatural rhythm, sensing the thick atmosphere of the blood rift.

Eyes like pools of tar glinted with malice, hinting at a mind twisted by the plague that birthed it.

Veins pulsed beneath their chitinous skin, each beat spreading a toxic glow that radiated the rift’s corruption.

As they moved, they exuded an aura of decay, turning the air sharp with the scent of iron and rot.

They met in a frightening clash with Night Terror, Black Mamba, Corpse Eater, and Revant. Now, even Mr. Fluffy powerfully leaped from behind and pounced on one of them, brutally tearing its chitinous skin away from its body.

Bairan stayed there for a moment. Then he turned back to face Northern and went down on both knees, lowering his head.

Northern raised his brows, his eyes expanding. ’What is happening right now?’

”Thank you for giving me a sense of purpose and bringing me to life. Wherever Raven is, I will find her and bring her to justice for what she has done to us.”

Northern tilted his head. ’...us? Does he understand that those are not his memories?’ A small frown creased Northern’s brows. ’That’s not how this was supposed to go though?’

Northern was silent for a while, but he already had an idea of what was happening. If it was just his clone, it shared a sense of self with him.

It might have turned out as the clone not recognizing himself as a part of Northern but rather as a singular existence and owning those memories.

That was, in fact, what Northern was expecting. But it seemed that the influence of using Bairan’s soul had affected the results he expected.

Bairan seemed to recognize that these were his master’s memories and pains, and accepted them. What Northern was not sure about was if this would still continue to shape Bairan’s personality.

Or if his old personality would intrude just like his intelligence had.

Northern sighed and combed his hand through his hair tiredly as he responded.

”You are welcome. But don’t you want to join them? The way it looks, they will be disposing of the monsters soon.”

”It is fine. I do not want to fight for ranks and position—to be yours alone is my joy and gratification. However, I do want to make your immediate wish come true and show you that you can leave Raven’s demise to me.”

Northern smiled. ’I like this one. I like this one very much.’

”Alright, Bairan... do what suits you. I won’t stop you.”

Northern said and turned away from Bairan, focusing on the rest who were in the middle of an intense battle—not minding as Bairan disappeared into nothing.

Revant moved with fluid grace, his every motion a dance of lethal precision.

He closed in on the Destroyers, his suit’s dark fabric fluttering as he sidestepped the swipes of their clawed limbs.

His hands seemed to blur, delivering bone-crushing punches and kicks that shattered chitin and sent smaller creatures reeling.

When a Destroyer lunged at him, mandibles open wide to tear him apart, Revant twisted mid-air and delivered a blow to its head with such force that it splintered, black ichor spraying across the ground.

He landed softly, a disgusted smirk tugging at his lips. He removed the blood-stained gloves in his hands and exchanged them for clean ones before joining the fray again.

Black Mamba moved like a shadow, his form flickering as he phased in and out of visibility.

One moment, he was before a Destroyer; the next, he was behind it, his hand plunging through its hardened skin to tear out a piece of its core.

His aura distorted the air around him, creating afterimages that confused the creatures.

The Destroyers swung wildly, their attacks missing as Black Mamba evaded with spectral ease.

With a swift slash of his hand, he left deep wounds in his enemies, and mercilessly swiped their heads off with his other hand, unequipped with any weapon.

Meanwhile, Night Terror struck with terrifying precision. His form sometimes looked unstable as he coiled around the Destroyers, tail snapping out with the speed and force of a whip, breaking bones and leaving deep gouges in the monsters’ hides.

The four red eyes shone with an almost sadistic pleasure as he toyed with one of the smaller Destroyers, wrapping it in a crushing embrace before injecting his needle-like fangs into its body one after another.

The creature shrieked, its limbs spasming as Night Terror’s fingers dug deep into its skin. Satisfied, Night Terror released the limp body, already moving on to the next.

In the midst of this chaos, Mr. Fluffy was a force of raw power and ferocity.

Unlike his companions, there was nothing subtle about his approach.

He barreled into the Destroyers with earth-shaking force, his massive body a wall of muscle and fur.

With each swipe of his massive paws, he sent Destroyers flying, their bodies breaking on impact.

One creature lunged at him, only for Mr. Fluffy to catch it in his jaws, crushing it in a single bite before flinging it aside.

His blue eyes gleamed with fierce joy, and a growl rumbled deep in his chest as he pounced on another Destroyer, tearing it apart with brutal efficiency.

Before the battle seemed to start, it looked like it was nearing its end. In one moment, all the Catastrophic Destroyers seemed to have been done away with. Only one was left.

Night Terror and Revant exchanged a brief glance, a vicious passion igniting in both their eyes.

Northern watched with interest as Night Terror and Revant dashed off towards the final Destroyer.

The creature’s segmented body pulsed with a sickly light, its mandibles clicking in a frenzied rhythm as it sensed the approaching doom.

Night Terror’s form rippled, darkness seeping from his being like thick smoke. His movement was instant, closing the distance with predatory grace.

But Revant was already there, his pristine gloves a blur as he struck at the creature’s joints.

”You think you can beat me with such slipshod speed?” His face twisted with a wicked grin as he looked at Night Terror while snatching the last kill.

The Destroyer screamed, a sound that echoed across the mountain slope, its tail whipping between them in desperate defense.

Neither moved back. Night Terror’s claws raked across its side while Revant’s fist found its mark on the creature’s skull, their attacks landing simultaneously.

Black ichor sprayed the rocky ground, and the monster collapsed in a heap of broken chitin and twisted limbs.

But that did not seem to be the end. Night Terror lunged his claws at Revant, and like a child, Revant dodged and twisted a punch into the creature’s abdomen.

Northern’s lips curved slightly. ’Interesting.’ His eyes held a glint of amusement as he watched his creations bristle at each other.

Mr. Fluffy sat back on his haunches, his massive form casting a shadow as he observed the tension with those intelligent blue eyes. His fur was matted with the dark blood of their enemies, yet he seemed unbothered.

Black Mamba materialized beside Northern, his form still flickering slightly. He tilted his head, watching as Night Terror and Revant squared off.

”That’s enough.” Northern’s voice cut through the tension like a blade. ”We have more pressing matters to attend to.”

Revant straightened his gloves, his expression returning to its usual controlled state.

Night Terror’s darkness receded, though his red eyes still burned with unspent violence.

’Now, I wonder where Bairan took off to.’