Chapter 382: Sovereign of the Veil
Ashlock stared down at Nox through his Evil Eye. He saw that her soul spread throughout the Netherwood Wraith's body like spirit roots.
"You aren't in total control, are you?" Ashlock said. If he looked at any other person or monster, their soul would have a focal point, and its influence would spread equally throughout the vessel. On the other hand, Nox was like a parasite that had taken root inside the Netherwood Wraith. Almost as if she was controlling the body like a puppet rather than being its absolute master.
"I'm not," Nox agreed, "I feel like I'm using my own soul as a leash to keep a feral beast under control, and it's hungry..." Her translucent white eyes glowed, "so, so hungry."
"For souls?"
Nox nodded, "If I don't eat some soon, I fear I will start to consume myself. I can see why Netherworld Wraiths are egoless; if they had minds, they would surely go insane from this hunger."
"You remind me of Maple, just a lot worse, I suppose. As a Worldwalker who grew from devouring, I had to turn a blind eye to many of his antics, as restraining him would only lead to him turning on me. Same with Larry. I had to let him go off and feast, and I'm ashamed to admit he brought back a fair number of mortal corpses for me, and there were a fair number of rumors among the mortals about him hunting in the woods."
"Sorry—" Nox gave what he assumed was supposed to be a reassuring smile, but on the face of a mythical grade herald of death, it sent a chill through his bark, "—this is the best I can do for now. Once my soul's cultivation level matches my vessel, I will be able to control myself better. But I think the hunger for souls will never go away as there's a clear disconnect between my soul and this body... and this body hungers."
"Okay, we can work with this. Anything is better than the other outcome, which was your soul death and a very hungry SSS-grade being floating around in search of any soul it could get its shadowy tendrils on."
Ashlock swiveled his Evil Eye to look around at the surroundings and reactions of the populace. It was suffice to say that it was not looking good. Elysia's display of summoning Pluto had already been quite intense, but then the Netherworld Wraith was summoned, blanketing the whole city in a feeling of certain death.