Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 264 - Chapter 264 Chapter 264 Cassandra Played by Fate

Chapter 264: Chapter 264 Cassandra Played by Fate Chapter 264: Chapter 264 Cassandra Played by Fate Hearing the noise at the door, the woman hanging on the wall lifted her head, revealing a beautiful face.

Cassandra.

She looked extremely weak, and although there were no visible wounds on her body, she seemed to be enduring great pain.

Even so, the frail and haggard Cassandra still exuded an astonishing beauty.

Dickinson licked his somewhat dry lips, feeling an itch in his throat and a restlessness emerging from within his body.

“A beautiful human woman.”

“Do you like her?”

A mocking chuckle came from the mouth of the monster.

“Heh heh.”

Dickinson didn’t answer, but his laughter betrayed his emotions.

“Put away your filthy thoughts.”

“A mere appealing shell, trust me, you wouldn’t want to know what lies beneath her flesh.”

At this moment, Cassandra seemed to have adjusted to the light in front of her and could see the scene before her more clearly.

“Abraham, you didn’t die but hid in the catacombs underground.”

“I’m really curious, if you’re hiding here, then where did your successor, Vichy, go?”

“Vichy?”

The monster called Abraham furrowed his brows, seemingly thinking very hard, then he spread apart his exposed ribs.

“The organs inside should all be his.”

“And a piece of flesh on the face…”

“He was quite powerful, if it wasn’t for a sneak attack, it might not have been possible to kill him.”

Abraham pinched Cassandra’s chin and lifted her beautiful face to his eyes.

“If you really liked that guy, then what we’re about to do next might please you.”

Abraham let out a weird chuckle.

“What are you going to do to me?”

“You disgusting monster!”

“Are such lowly tactics merely to humiliate me?”

To be honest, at their level of power, after defeating an opponent, they’d still preserve their enemy’s dignity in the most respectful way.

Someone like Abraham was truly insane.

“Gah gah!”

“Monster?”

Abraham laughed maniacally, “That’s a compliment.”

“What exactly do you want to do with me?”

Cassandra, trying hard not to imagine that disgusting image, said, “Mr. Sean will be here soon, and all your deeds will be exposed. By then, the Hunters Guild won’t protect you.”

Cassandra said, hoping against hope.

“You needn’t worry for me.”

Abraham’s twisted features crowded together as he ran his hand over Cassandra’s face.

“You’re so beautiful, I captured you, of course, to have you bear me a child.”

Abraham spoke with seriousness, but Cassandra didn’t believe a word.

“Bear a child?”

“You monster, I’d rather die than…”

“Crack!”

Cassandra’s mouth opened wide, only to find that she had lost control of her body, which reminded her of her previous ordeal.

“What have you done to me?” Cassandra asked urgently, regaining the ability to speak.

“What have I done?!”

Abraham’s face suddenly turned ferocious as he grabbed Cassandra’s hair.

“If it weren’t for you, would I still have to wait so many years?”

“Mansu took my Black Witch Tome. She was the seed I carefully selected; her temperament and physical constitution were one in ten thousand. With her cultivation speed, she could grow to a level that satisfies me in at most 10 years!”

“If she were to merge with me at that time, the offspring she produced, although slightly weaker, would make the ritual much less difficult. More importantly, I wouldn’t have to wait so long!”

Abraham roared.

Upon hearing his words, Cassandra’s eyes widened.

“Mansu… Black Witchcraft…”

Thinking of the changes in her own body, she instantly understood the cause and effect.

At that moment, she hated herself immensely, wondering why she had been greedy for convenience and practiced Black Witchcraft.

“Did you figure it out?”

Abraham sneered.

“Don’t you find it ironic?”

“The Mansu of those years was a true genius. As soon as she reached the New Moon level, I would have brought her to my side and then done everything possible to enhance her strength.”

“Without Mansu, the Voodoo Association would have had no other genius but you.”

Watching the regret and despair in Cassandra’s eyes, Abraham revealed a delighted laugh.

“Hahaha!”

“If you had done nothing, you could have easily obtained everything you wanted, and now you wouldn’t need to bear the consequences.”

“This is truly the power of fate.”

“Without Mansu, I never found a suitable seed again, but who would have thought that you would choose to practice Black Witchcraft when you hit a bottleneck?”

Cassandra’s face streamed with cold sweat as she recalled all that had happened. She had tried hard to change everything, but in the end, her efforts had pushed her further into the Abyss!

“No, this can’t be true!”

Abraham’s words negated all of Cassandra’s past efforts. She felt like a clown being played by fate, unable to escape its grasp no matter how much she struggled.

“Although you are not the most suitable one, with decades as a buffer, this decrepit body of mine has been rejuvenated.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than a brilliant light burst from Abraham’s chest, and his ribcage opened.

In the place where a heart should have been beating, a pale flame burned quietly.

“Pale Blood?!”

Cassandra screamed, “You’ve actually condensed Pale Blood?”

“Ironic, isn’t it?”

Abraham cried out strangely, “It’s a necessary evil. My soul has fully fused with this body, but the injuries I suffered initially were too severe. If this body dies, so will I.”

“Most importantly, the soul of the body and the Cursed Land are intertwined, and I will never be able to leave here!”

“Never!!”

He pinched Cassandra’s cheek, “But soon, all this will come to an end.”

“You are a witch at the Peak of the Full Moon level, your body, and spiritual power should be able to accommodate my seed.”

“After the Pale Blood infuses a new body, once it has absorbed all of your nutrients and Pale Blood, the new body should be able to fully accommodate my soul.”

“At that time, I will rid myself of this Cursed Land and become even stronger!”

“Oh, my dear Cassandra.”

“From this perspective, you are both my wife and my mother.”

“Hehe…”

“It’s quite thrilling, indeed.”

“I’m getting a bit impatient for…”

“Rebirth.”

Abraham slowly approached Cassandra, and tentacles wrapped around her.

Cassandra’s eyes widened, not with panic or despair, but with an empty lifelessness.

“Cheer up a little.”

“That thing belongs to Vichy.”

“Haha!”

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