Once Human, Now a Parasite Chapter 525

Chapter 525

The rest of the trip, albeit gloomy and awkward, proceeded smoothly . They marched for half an hour before they arrived at the other side of the unusual mountain erected in the middle of the wasteland . From the girl's words, the human camp shouldn't be too far from here, however, entering it wouldn't be as easy as imagined . There is a relatively big bridge which was heavily fortified and always guarded by strong experts .

Vyncent, who wasn't in his best mood ever since the parasites joined, became a bit excited when they got closer to the resistance camp .

"How many survivors are there?"

Arthur first asked Vyncent, who shook his head in response, so he directed his question to the young parasite . This innocent looking girl was more knowledgeable than she looked . Not only did she know how the camp looked, but she was also aware of the defenses put around the entrance .

"You're coming too?" The young parasite curiously asked Arthur, who looked like a Lich . The humans were antagonistic against all the different looking races so they'll surely attack Arthur on sight . She was wondering why he's so brazenly going heading to the camp, appearing quite relaxed .

"What? You can come but I don't?"

As she heard his cold voice, she quickly shook her head and tightened her lips, choosing silence over the satisfaction of her curiosity . In fact, it wasn't only the girl who was intrigued, the other parasites wanted to know how exactly Arthur will enter the resistance looking like that .

Their unasked questions were silently answered by Arthur, who halted his steps and was abruptly shrouded by darkness . When the Dark Magic dispersed, what replaced the undead was a body that looked very similar to Arthur's previous body . He created it using the Dark Cloud and it can't technically be called a host but it worked, nonetheless .

Gawking, the parasites stared at the dark-haired man standing before them, a hideous scar on his left eye while the right one was blood red, like a vampire .

"As per our agreement, you'll manage yourselves once we arrive . "

Unfortunately, they couldn't hear his voice for they were too shocked . They genuinely thought he was an undead yet he altered his appearance so quickly and they couldn't feel the previous creepy aura of the previous host . It was truly magical . Parasites have high sensitivity so they can recognize their skin almost immediately but it wasn't the case with Arthur, who was a superior, unique variation .

"Yes, you don't have to worry about us . " The slightly older female parasite a.s.sured Arthur . The horned parasite, with one hand on his chin, examined Arthur from head to toe before mumbling

"Interesting… not a shapes.h.i.+fter but maybe a Ratiga?"

He didn't mean as a question and was only talking to himself . He was the only one not afraid of Arthur, showing nonchalantness in his action and words . He was just too engrossed in his own world, pondering about anything unknown .

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Beyond the mountain, the suffocating weather started cooling down and there appeared signs of snow, surprisingly . The ground was no longer scorched, it became snowy and frozen . The temperature had a drastic change as it plummeted to a dangerous degree, causing Lissandra and the parasites to literally s.h.i.+ver .

In the end, they cl.u.s.tered around Lucy, whose body was emitting a warm heat that melted the snow under her feet .

"It shouldn't be long before we arrive, Arthur . "

Vyncent suddenly stopped Arthur, his face showing some hesitation . The bearded youngster didn't whether to speak his thoughts or not . In the end, he convinced himself and resolutely spoke:

"Look… I think it'll be better for me to speak and allow us entry . "

His face still expressionless, Arthur retorted: "And why is that?"

"Well… you could be a bit overbearing and I don't think they'll accept a behavior other than respectful . "

Actually, Vyncent hit the nail on the head . While it's true Arthur can be respectful, he finds no meaning in being so to random strangers .

"My dear guest, what he said is very, very reasonable . Maybe unwillingly, but you come out as a cold and aggressive person… must be related to your past, which I guess is grim . After all, not everyone can become a Soul Parasite! It's even the first time for me to see such a race and it fascinates me . "

Arthur gave no response, he stared at Vyncent for two seconds before continuing his march . The young man sighed but didn't insist, inwardly hoping Arthur would let him lead, just this once .

If they end up provoking the humans, it will be irreparable for this is the only safe place in Riarravar .

Approximatively an hour later, the group arrived at what seemed to be their destination . There was a ma.s.sive frozen bridge that connected this area to a floating piece of land . Built on that floating land was an equally large fortress that rose to the heavens . There were huge chains coming from the fortress and wrapping around the bridge .

"This is definitely not what I pictured . " Vyncent comment while taking a breath of the chilly air .

No wonder the parasites weren't able to defeat the remaining humans . If the bridge is destroyed, there is no way for them to attack the humans . Furthermore, such an enormous fortress is difficult if not impossible to destroy . Even if the Cthulhu decided to eradicate the resistance, it'll cost them dearly .

"The Frozen Keep is what they call it . A fortress built with anti-magic black steel, its walls are thicker than you could imagine . It is truly an unequaled masterpiece, or so I think . I would need at least four of my arms to take it down and, believe me, that's saying something . "

Timos spoke to Arthur, sharing his opinion about the fortress before him .

As he stared at this perfectly Frozen Keep, Arthur felt inexplicable easy .

'I don't like it . ' Such was his thoughts, contrary to everyone around him, who were amazed and stupefied . The closer he was to it, the more uncomfortable he became . It felt like a prison of some sort .

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His surroundings filled with nothing but absolute darkness, something he's very accustomed to . His eyes glowed with a golden radiance, scanning every inch of the small cave he found himself in . His breathing rapid and his bony and thin fingers holding papers that melted with the surroundings .

With heavy steps, he marched deeper into a path at the end of the cave . The only sound was the monotonous banging of his cane each time he took a step . At some time, the cane hit a metal object, causing the old man to halt and curiously look around .

"Ras'va Tik"

He muttered incomprehensible words, causing two small white flames to appear above him, illuminating this narrow corridor . Sadly, the white flames lasted for a few seconds before they dispersed, to the old man's surprise .

He retrieved a small torch from his long black robe then lit it and warily waved it around . He crouched next to one of the metal doors and attempted to open it but they didn't open it, probably because he was physically weak .

"Cunning b.a.s.t.a.r.ds, you actually hid it here . "

He clicked his tongue, ma.s.saged his temples while pondering about a solution . After what seemed to be an eternity, he put the torch on the ground and knelt on the ground, his two hands unleas.h.i.+ng two whirlpools that landed on the metal door, slowly corrupting it .

Unfortunately, the Dark Magic was also negated, the whirlpools only managed to corrupt a third of the door before their resistance kicked in . However, his unsuccessful try alerted whatever place he was in . Spinning yellow lights appeared at the top of the narrow place he was in . This was followed by a series of strange sounds and dense steam leaking from the metal doors .

Before he could react, the metal doors abruptly opened and several silhouettes sprung from within . They were humanoid and made from a green stone-like material which caused the old man to shake .

The puppet-like figures jumped at the old man, who already prepared a few dark talismans . He swiftly backed away and threw his talismans, slowing down the a.s.sailants . His cane emitted a violent light which, at the last second, formed a transparent s.h.i.+eld in front of him, blocking the closest puppet .

Nevertheless, the old man was sent flying a few meters, his body rolled on the ground and before he could get up, the green figures jumped at him . Their unbreakable legs and hands. .h.i.t his body, breaking his bones and cracking his skull .

What they didn't realize was that their target was only a decoy . The real one slipped through their ranks and pa.s.sed through the metal doors .