Chapter 342: The Dark Centaur
Seven Sins System Chapter 342. The Dark Centaur
The Malifex Clan's "mansion" was more like a massive, eerie cave, with winding passages twisting off into hidden rooms. If I could even call it "architecture," it reflected the unique taste of the Malifex demons. Crystals stuck into the walls glowed softly, casting a dim, ghostly light across everything.
Strange symbols and markings covered the stone walls, adding to the weird vibe. Once I stepped into the central hall, I could hear voices and faint echoes from somewhere deep inside. The whole place was this strange mix of ancient and oddly modern, a mashup of demonic flair and pure mystery.
I couldn't help but admire the dark aesthetics of the Malifex Clan's "home." Sure, it didn't look like a mansion by any normal standards, but for beings that thrived in shadows and dabbled in the arcane, it was a perfect fit.
Navigating through the maze-like caves, I eventually ended up in what they considered their "living area." Though, to me, it looked more like a chaotic mix of rocks and some kind of pulsating, living slime. This wasn't a typical cozy living room—no couches or coffee tables here. It reflected the clan's bizarre taste.
Even though the Malifex Clan controlled vast territories, they chose to hunker down in this secluded cavern. The clan's dwindling numbers had left most of their land unused, almost forgotten, as if waiting for something—or maybe someone—to bring them back to life.
This "living room" served as a meeting spot, and from what I'd heard, it was where they held their strange rituals. The Malifex Clan, notorious for their twisted logic and odd traditions, had kept these ways alive for generations.
The woman caught in my tentacle grip thrashed and struggled, clearly terrified. Her muffled screams bounced off the cavern walls, her eyes wide with fear as she took in the creepy, demonic decor. The stone walls, the slimy, pulsing stuff covering parts of the floor, and the dim glow from the crystals—all of it felt disturbingly out of this world.
"Xalgrim, I brought you a bride!" I called out. Usually, the word "bride" would stir up some excitement among the clan, but this time, I got nothing. Silence.