Not Twins

Chapter 3312

Rostom and Jared were both deeply intrigued upon learning that Hyrum knew the location where celestial energy could be found.

Originally, Rostom had intended to eliminate Hyrum, but now he realized that he must keep the man alive for the time being. After all, the latter was his key to discovering the celestial energy’s source.

Rostom’s gaze hardened as he acquiesced, “Fine, I agree. But make no mistake, if you try to deceive me, I’ll have my father’s men eradicate you.”

Despite his reservations, the allure of celestial energy was too great for him to resist.

“You really think you can take me down? Don’t you think you’re overestimating yourself a bit?” Jared scoffed, his eyes flashing with disdain.

“Hmph, we’ll just have to see if I’m overestimating myself or not. Your actions will be the judge of your words!” Rostom retorted with a sneer, brandishing a glinting long sword that seemed to appear from thin air.

He twirled his sword with expert precision, unleashing a torrent of light that shot forth from the weapon.

As Rostom lunged at Jared, Hyrum didn’t remain passive either. He furrowed his brows intensely, and surprisingly, a few drops of blood essence began to ooze from his forehead.

The blood essence droplets hovered in midair, exuding a disconcerting smell of blood and malice. Shortly after, a strange movement seemed to stir within Hyrum’s abdomen, contorting his expression into a grotesque grimace.

Ah!

Suddenly, he opened his mouth, unleashing a multitude of venomous parasites that advanced toward the drops of blood essence.

It seemed as if his body was teeming with a legion of venomous parasites, all crawling and scrambling out of his body in an unending stream. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

While the revolting sight unfolded, Rostom was already engaged in fierce combat with Jared. Brandishing his sword, he sent forth a continuous stream of light, launching an assault against the latter.

Unfazed, Jared absentmindedly fended off the attacks with his Dragonslayer Sword.

He soon shifted his attention to Hyrum. Even with his extensive knowledge and experience, he couldn’t comprehend the latter’s actions and the reason behind the swarm of venomous parasites pouring out from his body.

Inside Jared’s consciousness field, Faiyar explained, “Mr. Chance, this is the parasitic silkworm. Although they appear as insects now, they will soon dissolve into thin air, becoming imperceptible. Parasitic silkworms are not only venomous, but they can also devour a person’s divine soul. Even the soul of an immortal would succumb to these parasitic silkworms, ultimately turning the victim into a soulless being. It was believed that the parasitic silkworm had vanished long ago, so it’s quite shocking to see that someone has been cultivating it. These creatures must be nurtured inside a host’s body, requiring the host’s fresh blood every month. Each feeding is excruciatingly painful, which is why very few people choose to cultivate these parasitic silkworms.”

Upon hearing this, Jared couldn’t help but feel a shiver run down his spine. The idea that someone would cultivate venomous parasites within their own body was utterly outrageous to him.

Having absorbed Hyrum’s blood essence, those parasitic silkworms started to turn transparent one by one, and in the end, they vanished without a trace.

Since Jared was warned beforehand, he understood that these venomous parasites didn’t just vanish; they had dissolved into the air. If it wasn’t for Faiyar’s explanation, I would have fallen victim to these parasitic silkworms.

As the parasitic silkworms vanished, Jared was ready and retreated quickly after he pushed Rostom back with a powerful sword strike.

Rostom saw this as a sign that Jared was intimidated, and he sneered, “So, the mighty Jared is running scared, huh? Not so tough now, are you?”

Jared couldn’t be bothered with Rostom’s taunts and kept his focus squarely on Hyrum.

After he had released the parasitic silkworms, Hyrum’s eyes betrayed a hint of regret and reluctance, but ultimately, he turned around and fled.

Perplexed by Hyrum’s sudden retreat, Rostom was momentarily bewildered. I’ve just managed to push Jared back, so why is Hyrum sprinting away from the battle?

Just as he was grappling with his confusion, he suddenly felt a tightness in his body, as if something was devouring his divine soul.

His expression twisted into a grimace of agony, for the pain he felt was far more intense than any physical pain he had ever experienced.