Chapter 346

In a common private carriage on the streets of Tivyán, Dorothy, dressed in knickers and a vest, sat in the carriage seat, stroking the red gem cane in her hand. Just moments ago, the ruby at the end of the cane had dimmed and gradually extinguished.

This was the Heart-Eating Staff Sword, originally a precious extraordinary item belonging to the Placenta Sect. It somehow ended up in the hands of Lue, a Black Tier Beastmaster of the Crimson Eucharist, an evil cult in Igewent. After killing Lue, Dorothy obtained this item.

The Heart-Eating Staff Sword could directly draw “Cup” from the helpless, storing up to seven points. When fully charged, it could activate a passive skill once a day. The holder could consume all stored “Cups” to recover from fatal injuries, preventing d*ath.

Before pursuing Alex, Adele asked Ed for precautionary measures. Ed agreed and drew a Puppet Mark on Adele’s body. Moments ago, after Alex used Dalena to provoke Adele, manipulated her murderous desire, and caused her to attempt s*icide, Dorothy promptly activated the Puppet Mark linked to Adele, transferring the extraordinary state of holding the Heart-Eating Staff Sword to Adele. Adele then remotely gained the staff’s passive ability, recovering from her fatal injuries and coming back to life.

‘Unexpectedly, Adele’s teacher has been turned into an extraordinary item… and with such cruelty. They truly are a pack of beasts.’

Sitting in the carriage, Dorothy thought, though she hadn’t imagined Adele’s teacher would be in such a tragic situation.

“However, the werewolf’s trump card must have been exhausted by now. So go ahead and exact your revenge, Adele.”

Muttering, Dorothy continued observing the distant battlefield, which seemed to hold no suspense.

…

“Ahh!!”

In the small forest west of Tivyán, a black werewolf with one arm torn off lay on the ground, its heavy body crashing down and stirring up dust. Its mournful howls echoed far away.

Breathing heavily, Alex, with only one clawed hand, struggled to stand up from the ground. He looked bl**d-red towards the distance, seeing the bl**d-soaked, cold yet beautiful woman. Apart from fear, his eyes showed confusion.

“Cough… Why… Why didn’t you d*e…? What is there in your body?!”

Coughing bl**d, Alex, terrified, said to Adele. Clearly, someone had survived d*ath due to some effect of an extraordinary item or sigil, and Alex wasn’t unaware of such effects.

“Cough… This effect is… Life-saving Emergency… How could you possibly have that… How could you…”

Alex stared intently at Adele in the distance, his eyes filled with disbelief. But Adele ignored him and quietly examined the brain jar scepter she held. She touched the end of the scepter through the glass, looking at the brain inside and muttering silently.

“Teacher… Is it you talking to me?”

Seemingly due to a resonance between Desire Dancers, Adele, holding the brain jar scepter made by Dalena, felt emotions being transmitted from the scepter. These emotions were so clear and strong that they almost formed words in her mind.

Intense emotions flooded Adele’s mind. Holding the scepter, she could vividly feel her teacher’s pain and hatred, intensifying her own emotions to unprecedented levels.

Holding the cane, Adele heard her teacher’s painful screams echoing in her ears, felt the pain of her body being torn apart, and saw visions of wild beasts feasting around her. At this moment, Dalena and Adele’s wills merged almost entirely. They shared the same feelings, and under the intense emotional impact, Adele’s expression became somewhat dazed. However, one thought remained crystal clear: fierce hatred and the desire to k*ll.

‘k*ll him… k*ll him… k*ll him… k*ll them… k*ll!’

At this moment, Adele and Dalena’s emotions converged, directing all their fury towards the distant werewolf, which had just stood up and was still roaring.

Silently, Adele pointed the cane at Alex and began dancing. Together with her teacher’s intertwined spirit, they activated their abilities. The combined power of two Desire Dancers was directed at Alex.

Suddenly, Alex sensed something amiss. His eyes widened uncontrollably, his mouth opened wide, and saliva dripped from his fangs. A familiar sensation of desire rose in his heart—hunger.

“Mmm… Ah… Hungry… So hungry…”

Groaning, Alex fell to his knees, covering his stomach with his remaining hand. An unprecedented hunger surged through him, growing stronger and dominating his mind.

The werewolf opened its mouth wide, saliva dripping onto the ground, forming sticky strands. Its stomach rumbled loudly, and the overwhelming hunger consumed Alex’s entire being. All he could think about was eating to satisfy his insatiable hunger. His eyes darted rapidly, searching for something edible, but strangely, nothing seemed appetizing, not even Adele.

“Hungry… So hungry… There must be something good to eat… I can smell it… Something good!”

The starving werewolf grew increasingly agitated. He scratched his ears and cheeks, frantically sniffing around for food. He felt something delicious nearby but couldn’t find it, making him even more desperate.

Finally, when Alex smelled his thigh, he paused, then laughed joyfully.

“I found it! Delicious!”

Cheering, the black wolf opened its mouth and bit into its thigh fiercely. bl**d gushed out instantly, and the intense pain stimulated Alex’s nerves, but he remained unmoved. The taste was more stimulating than the pain, the most delicious thing he had ever eaten.

Now, Alex was completely crazed. He opened his mouth and started frenziedly gnawing on his own body. Within moments, the flesh on his thigh was gone, leaving only bones. After finishing one leg, he moved to the other. When both legs were gone, he used his sharp claws to tear open his abdomen, pulling out the organs and stuffing them into his mouth.

Thus, this self-cannibalistic feast continued for a long time, until even the powerful vitality of a White Chalk Tier “Cup” could no longer sustain him. The broken werewolf finally collapsed, having consumed about thirty percent of his body, his bloated stomach empty, ending his last meal.

Seeing this scene, Adele, whose expression remained cold, gradually stopped dancing. Holding the cane with the brain in it, she looked at Alex’s mutilated body, her anger finally subsiding somewhat.

After a long sigh, she looked at the cane in her hand, holding it with both hands, and muttered anxiously and sorrowfully.