Chapter 83: The Devil's Bargain
The Hennessey Estate was a fortress of absolute paranoia.
Following the apparent death of the golden boy, Patriarch Vance Hennessey had locked down his entire noble domain.
Over two hundred elite Vanguard Knights patrolled the perimeter. High-tier magical arrays scanned the air for any trace of demonic mana.
Deep inside the opulent manor, the master bedroom was entirely silent, save for the sound of a broken man breathing.
Patriarch Hennessey lay in his massive canopy bed. He looked incredibly frail.
Burning ten years of his lifespan had turned his pristine hair a stark ash-gray and drained the color from his skin.
The terrifying Level 200+ aura that usually radiated from his body was reduced to a weak, flickering ember.
He stared blankly at the vaulted ceiling.
His revenge was complete, but the victory tasted like ash. Killing the Cult Elder did not bring his son back.
Click.
