Chapter 92: Prisoner
It still retained its vitality and esper energy, he went to sell it to a witch but instead of money he asked for a favour.
He led them too Sanchez’s house, they took out four objects wrapped in black cloths, upon closer look, he realised those were turtle shells with runes written in blood.
Now, no magical being would be able to even pass the gate or fence without an invitation.
They had tried two days ago but he was in a bad mood and they didn’t want to disturb him.
As a Gemma, he was now capable of creating Omega Werewolves. However his venom took about 8 hours to regenerate after each use.
He had already bitten Diego and Isabella, with these 16, that would make 18 members of his lineage.
Three months went by, these three months were the most peaceful Adrian had had since he became a werewolf.
The rings didn’t turn one invisible or change their physical appearance, they simple draw attention away.
As long as he didn’t do anything that would draw too much attention, people would not even notice he was there.
Only those with rings can perceive each other easily. Another thing was the expansion to the underworld.
His former rivals knelt to him one by one, he acted as the face of the underworld empire but it was under Adrian.
Which is ironic considering the things she’s seen and faced since she got close to Adrian.
Even though he could compell her, he would rather not so he chose not to tell her in the first place.
Multiple reasons, the mortal world was not separated from the supernatural world, he still needed money.
Even for other supernaturals, the black market was not an easy place to enter but Adrian had a feeling it would be good for him.
Another matter was the demon, it had been showing up regularly and updating him about his sister.
According to the demon, it had heard rumours of the fate awaiting his sister and it sounded grim.
Only that she was kept under the hand of a demon marquis, a powerful demon above level 5.
The rumours say the demon marquis needed the blood of an old hero to craft a weapon, the blood was the blood of the lunars.
His father was a normal man who died right after his sister was born but his mother was not a lunar.
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The deepest layer of this prison only had one person locked up inside. Their cage was surrounded by dozens of guards.
He sat on chair watching the cage all year round without blinking, because the being inside was beyond terrifying.
Her body phased through the metre thick metal walls like they were air. Inside the cage sat a woman with hair so long it covered her entire body like a black dress.
Each chain was covered in runes glowing in red, the chains were slowly weakening the woman.
She was alive but seemed to have lost the will to live as if she had accepted her fate. She sighed.
" Have we lost so much of power that we can’t even sense yours, or perhaps you’ve grown weaker, Sister."
" You seem to recognise me sister, good, now, how would you like to leave this place?"