Ferid tried to stop the bleeding of his wounds.
However, when Kyle instilled power into him, he mixed in the power of Cursed Gear. Ferid now felt as if ants were biting and tearing at every inch of his skin.
"How unlucky. I didn't expect the Progenitor to support the Hiiragi Family through possession. I almost died."
Ferid panted heavily... "Eh, was I eaten by Ferid-kun?"
Within the space inside Ferid's body, Crowley landed steadily.
His expression was complex, filled with helplessness and confusion.
One moment he was fighting side-by-side with Ferid, and the next, as soon as he turned his back, he was suddenly swallowed into his stomach.
He reckoned even the Progenitor would be stunned seeing Ferid pull a move like that.
Crowley carefully observed his surroundings.
"I didn't expect there to be a space like this inside Ferid's stomach."
Looking at the ground made of flesh and blood that stretched out without end, Crowley felt a sense of novelty.
"Hmm?"
Crowley twitched his ears; he heard a sound.
Crowley frowned and then leaped up from where he stood. Because of the nature of the ground, he didn't jump very high.
The second after Crowley jumped, a figure darted out from the fleshy ground, lunging with a bloody, wide-open maw at the spot where Crowley had just been.
Unfortunately, Crowley was no longer there.
Crowley landed and sized up the vaguely humanoid creature before him.
"Are you a little pet Ferid keeps in his stomach?"
The opponent was somewhat annoyed at missing the target. Hearing Crowley's words, their gaze briefly regained a glimmer of clarity.
"Cro... Lord Crowley? Were... were you also fed to me by Lord Ferid? Great! If I eat you, I'll become even stronger. When Lord Ferid calls me out, I'll be worthy of him. Lord Crowley, don't move. I'll make sure it doesn't hurt when I eat you..."
Crowley listened to these nonsensical words, unsure of what they meant.
So Ferid really kept a pet in his stomach?
"What is your name?"
The other party tilted their head in thought, scratched their messy hair, and spoke.
"Name? What am I called? The Vampires who came in before called me Lord Ferid's dog, and some called me a lunatic, but I think I have a name. I'm... I'm... right, I'm Guren!"
Crowley frowned. This person clearly didn't look mentally stable. Guren? Wasn't that a Lower-ranking Vampire with mediocre strength under Ferid's command?
Gurgle~
Guren rubbed her stomach and spoke with a pitiful expression.
"I'm hungry. Lord Ferid is really too much. If I starve to death, no Vampire will be loyal to him anymore."
Guren looked up at Crowley, her eyes terrifying and vicious.
"If I eat you, I won't be hungry. Help me, okay?"
Without waiting for Crowley's answer, Guren charged at him using all four limbs like a wild beast in the mountains.
Crowley instinctively reached for his waist, only to find that his weapon was gone.
He had no choice but to engage Guren in hand-to-hand combat.
As they fought, Crowley found it increasingly bizarre.
For some reason, Guren's strength was already comparable to some Progenitors. Could it really be as she said—that she had eaten many Vampires who were swallowed by Ferid?
Crowley sent Guren flying time and again, but she kept lunging at him as if she couldn't feel pain.
Crowley had originally intended to beat Guren into submission and then ask some questions, but her persistence was starting to annoy him.
In their next exchange, Crowley brutally tore off Guren's limbs.
Guren finally had a reaction.
"Ah! Hahahaha, Lord Crowley, you're so strong! Hahaha, but I will eat you. I won't die. Lord Ferid needs..."
Crowley smashed a fist into Guren's face. Many of her teeth fell out, and her entire face was deformed by the blow.
Crowley grabbed Guren by the hair and stared into her eyes.
"Tell me everything you know."
"Hahaha, Lord... Ferid, I... will definitely..."
Guren spoke intermittently, completely ignoring Crowley's words.
Crowley knew that this creature had already gone mad.
However, such a pet was quite suitable for Ferid to keep; after all, they were both lunatics.
One was a pure lunatic, the other a rational one.
After torturing Guren for a long while, Crowley still hadn't obtained the information he wanted.
Tossing the now limbless Guren onto the ground, Crowley began to "tour" the cavernous world inside Ferid's stomach.
Strangely enough, there was even a starry sky in this space!
After a while, Crowley found nothing. There was only the ground made of flesh and blood, and the skeletal remains of Vampires.
These skeletons were all clean, without a single scrap of flesh left on them. It seemed Guren was a good girl who wasn't a picky eater.
That was yet another reason to keep her as a pet.
Boom!
The ground here suddenly began to tremble, and the flesh started to squirm. The scene was extremely gruesome.
Crowley kept a close watch on the changes around him.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Numerous chains suddenly sprouted from the ground, coiling around the Vampire skeletons in all directions.
But once they wrapped around the bones and found no flesh to absorb, they could only move on to find the next target.
Crowley and Guren were naturally targeted as well.
As the overwhelming number of chains attacked, Crowley could only dodge, because these chains were exactly like the ones used by Hiiragi Tenri.
The way these chains suppressed a Vampire's abilities made even him wary, especially since he was currently without a weapon.
But Guren, whose limbs had been removed by Crowley, naturally couldn't escape the chains.
In an instant, Guren was wrapped so tightly that only her head remained exposed.
"No! My power! This is the power Lord Ferid gave me! You bastards can't take it away!"
Guren shouted, her voice whistling through the gaps where her teeth used to be.
Listening to Guren's screams, Crowley thought his suspicion was correct: these chains suppressed Vampires and siphoned their power.
So, Ferid's urgent demand for energy could only mean he had sustained a significant injury and needed energy to recover.
After another period of time, Guren showed no obvious changes. After all, she had eaten quite a few Vampires recently, so it would take a while to drain her.
Crowley, meanwhile, had settled into a familiar game of dodging.
Suddenly, in a corner of this dim space, a crack appeared, catching Crowley's attention.
The moment this crack appeared, the surrounding chains stopped their movement and fell to the ground.
Guren was released as a result and began squirming toward her severed limbs.
Crowley approached the crack.
Then his pupils shrank violently, and he retreated without hesitation.
A massive sword tip pierced through. Crowley had only seen this particular sword design in the hands of one person.
"Luke?"
...Ferid sat on the ground with a bitter smile, his body devoid of strength.
"You are one of the few uncertain factors in my plan."
Luke withdrew the demonic sword he had plunged into Ferid's stomach and said with a smile,
"Then you don't have to think so much anymore. Just sleep in peace."
Ferid wanted to say something more, but his face suddenly contorted in pain, and he began to struggle on the ground.
A pair of hands reached out from the hole Luke had just made in Ferid's body and pulled outward with force.
Ferid's lower body was torn in two.
Crowley climbed out, smiling as he shook his blood-stained hands.
"Good afternoon!"
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