The Primordial Record

Chapter 1160: Revealing Madness



Thousands of weapons rose against a single man, but he pushed on without a single step back.

The adaptability and battle awareness of the general was insane, his hate and panic stripping him of any hesitation in his actions. Despite being set upon by an entire army of some of the best-trained men and women in the kingdom, he still managed to preserve his mobility and kept his fighting arm, his left hand had been long reduced to a bloody stump that stopped above his elbow after being used as a shield to block many blows.

Tens of weapons were sticking out from his body, turning him into a pincushion, but it seemed that none had hit vital organs, or if they did, the damage was not enough to instantly kill him when his entire being was primed towards killing the prince. He had virtually lost eighty percent of his skin, and he was just a screaming piece of meat and broken bones that refused to go down.

"Brothers... sisters... let me through, I need to stop this monster from killing us all. You can do whatever you want to me after."

Elves was a few hundred feet from Shisu when a particularly brutal Axe blow descended from above towards his skull that would have split his head in two, and he raised his left hand to block, forgetting for a moment that there was nothing there anymore but a six-inch stump, and realizing his error tried to move to the side while arching his back, and although he dodged a mortal blow, the Axe bit into his left shoulder, cutting deep into his sternum, and his body unconsciously vibrated as its blade chipped his spine.

If the wielder had used more force he would have been directly bisected in two.

Such a devastating injury should have thrown his forward momentum into disarray, but his Natal Treasure was geared towards movement so he was still able to maintain his push forward, but that slight mistake had become his undoing because the Axe lodged in his body possessed powerful weight-changing enchantments and coupled with his devastating injuries, he slowed down and he was brutally hacked into pieces.

The head of Elves exploded from his shattered body due to the extreme violence done against him by the furious guards, and it slowly rolled towards the king, stopping a few inches from his feet.

The crazed eyes of the soldier were still fully aware and his yellow eyes rolled around in his skull before zooming towards Shisu with intense hate, and thrusting out his bloody tongue, he began to use it as a means to push his head towards the prince. Such a horrifying sight froze everyone in their place except for Shisu who was grinning so widely that the side of his lips began to tear open and bleed, it appeared it took everything from him not to fall to the ground and laugh.

"Fascinating," Shisu muttered to himself, "So, this is the power of Hate."

A meer foot away from Shisu, the life force in the head finally disappeared, but the grimace of hatred, protruding tongue and yellow eyes of the general was so hate-filled that the queen and several other maidens fainted, even the king went pale at this sight, and he shook in disgust and shock as Shisu went forward, picked up the head and brought it to his mouth, covering the bloody lips with his own, Shisu began to make chewing motions.

Shisu forgot himself in his pleasure, the world became nothing but the Hate he was consuming, and when he brought his bloody face up for air, he ignored everyone around him, they were meaningless maggots, only searching for the look in the eyes of his father, and smiled when he found it. It was the realization that everything he had ever suspected about his child was the truth. Shisu was a monster that made calamities seem like harmless children.

Tossing the head aside that no longer had a tongue or even a lower jaw, all eaten by Shisu, he did not need to eat the flesh, what he wanted from it was the ephemeral seed of Hate that he planted within and allowed to bloom so he could savor it, but he could not help himself, the flavor of hate-filled flesh was one he knew he was going to miss very soon, and he was a bit angry with himself that he did not indulge more in cannibalism before this moment.

The King pointed a shaking finger at Shisu, "Everything your mother said about you... it is true."

"Oh, you mean that slut," Shisu smiled and cocked his head to the side, "did she tell you that before or after I stopped fucking her."

The King sputtered in anger and Shisu's eyes glowed red, making him stagger backwards,

"Wait," Shisu licked his bloody lips as if he was savoring a memory, "don't tell me when you heard her screaming inside my palace, you believed it was because she was praying for my lost soul... hmm, interesting," Shisu rubbed his chin, no longer having any grin on his face, "You believed that to be the case. I always knew you were a fool, but I had underestimated the degree of it."

The King turned to the queen who had woken up and heard everything that Shisu had said, and she looked at the king with tears dropping from her eyes,

"My love, I... I..."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Shut up you whore!" the king screamed with spittle flying out from his mouth, and his rage turned to his son who had begun laughing maniacally as he clutched his stomach, "heh heh heh heh so that is the face a king makes when he is cuckold by his son before the entirety of his kingdom... Heh heh heh heh..."

The King looked at the scarecrow-like figure of the cackling madman, and the Hate and fury that burst out from his heart was so intense that his eyes protruded nearly one inch from their sockets and turned red as countless capillaries inside them burst open, he ran towards his son seized him by the neck and slam him into the ground and began raining punches on his face and chest, but Shisu never stopped laughing, in fact, his laughter grew higher, as he spat out blood and a broken tooth,

"I wonder why she always comes for me, always insatiable that woman, I mean, of all the gifts you gave me, a small member was one of them, but now I know... haha haha... you hit like a fucking girl! How could you ever give it to her the way she wanted?"

The King screamed in rage and no longer used any sort of technique in his attack, just

mindless rage.

All of this was happening in the full view of the entire kingdom, and because the royal stage was set up with enchantment to spread both auditory and visual information for thousands of miles, the entire kingdom watched the royal family fall into disgrace and in the hearts of many, everything seemed unreal.

They had anticipated this celebration for years because of a simple reason, for the first time in millennia, they had been able to push back the Calamity Scourge assaulting their kingdom into the darkness, assuring them of many centuries of peace with no calamity stalking their borders.