Warlock Apprentice

The beautiful sight reminded Angor of a story he read before, where a fairy living inside flowers was waking up.

But… as the woman in the flower revealed her face, every last bit of the beautiful fantasy in Angor’s mind shattered like bubbles and vaporized in the air.

Now, the woman in front of Angor convinced him that someone with a beautiful body might not be a fairy. It could be the deadliest devil in the realm.

This terrible creature… no. She was worse than a devil.

Swollen pimples had taken over half of her face. There were thin, worm-like creatures squirming between the pimples. Instead of eye sockets, her eyeballs hanged outside, connected by several white, fleshy organ parts.

The other half of her face looked better. At least it looked human. However, it was still decorated by several ugly slashing wounds.

As the flower fully bloomed, exposing the woman’s entire body, countless shiny green spots were scattered into the dark space by the twitching petals.

From what she just said, she would go for both his body and soul.

Angor felt so powerless when his entire body was almost lost.

Green pollens had filled up every corner of him. Only a small part in his brain remained untouched.

Angor had nothing to interfere with the situation. He watched as his body became Parasite Queen’s possession while he had nothing to direct his rage on.

The great rage slowly built up like a giant pile of stones. At a certain point, Angor sensed growing restlessness in his once tranquil mind.

Among the torrent of rage, he also noticed a strange ripple.

He never saw such a ripple before. Yet as his anger grew intense, the ripple began to show up from somewhere.

“What… is that?”

Something that looked both insignificant and majestic was shrouded in a lump of a dense, grayish mist cloud.

Also, he felt something familiar with it. But he could not tell why.

As he was attracted by the newly appeared ripple, Parasite Queen’s emotions came again.

“This body is now mine! Gahahaha! His soul, mine! Mine! Give me your soul!”

It all ended.

He had completely lost his body!

What he needed to do now was to fight for his soul.

“Where is it… WHERE IS IT! There you are!” The voice of Parasite Queen suddenly became louder.

Angor saw countless green pollens appearing around himself.

Not his body, but around his current consciousness.

“Yar-hahaha! Found you! Don’t mind if I do!”

Her emotion came from behind the pollens. Angor looked in that direction and saw the ugly woman sitting on the green flower she was born from.

That horrible woman was… the real Parasite Queen?

The realization looked so wrong considering Parasite Queen’s previous beautiful figure was still on the floor. Yet Angor somewhat fully believed his idea.

Since she could invade and take control of the body of someone else, maybe the pretty girl outside was just another of her shells.

“Such a beautiful soul. Too bad I can’t control human souls. No matter! Once I take over your mind space and retrieve your memories, I’ll just toss your useless soul into nothingness!”

Green pollens surged at Angor’s consciousness under Parasite Queen’s order.

Angor finally understood his situation.

He was not really his consciousness now. He had returned to his soul form.

This had to be why he could sense Parasite Queen’s emotions. When inside the Nightmare Realm, he moved around as a soul and that was why he could also comprehend the emotions of Glutton Flowers.

But he had nothing to defend himself against the pollens.

He could not move his soul now. Unlike what he went through in the Nightmare Realm, his soul was still trapped somewhere inside his body.

And he could only watch as the pollens came at him.

Desperate, Angor thought about the only thing he might do—releasing the strange ripple he sensed a moment ago.

The thick, gray fog slowly spread from his soul.

When it connected with the incoming pollen waves, the pollens stopped in their tracks as if bound by an unknown force.

Was he… safe? Angor had no idea what that fog was, but it did halt the pollens from advancing.

“Sh*t. What’s this?! You’re right there, right?! Baron Milk! Come out! Give me your soul like a good kid, or I’ll let your body rot away like dead worms in the dirt while keeping you alive to feel it!” Parasite Queen also noticed the sudden problem in her plan and began to release an angry emotion.

She also knew that when being as a parasite in someone’s body, she could not possibly talk with Angor’s soul.

Angor completely ignored her outburst. He was no less furious then Parasite Queen. He had to keep his soul safe at all cost. And even if he could not, he would drag Parasite Queen along with him when going into hell!

He never learned any soul-related spells, so the only thing that might help him was the strange fog now.

Angor attempted to manipulate the gray fog that suddenly appeared in his soul.

He slowly controlled his soul to reach out for the fog again.