Chaos Devourer System

Chapter 659: History Of The Blood Void Cats...

Chapter 659: History Of The Blood Void Cats...

Chapter 659: History Of The Blood Void Cats…

“Hmmm,” Zeras hmmed to the old man, placing down the cups in his hands as he listened attentively.

“It all started when a small female group of curious Void Cats bonded with a passing flying vessel, crossing the undivided realm.

They thought a life of adventure awaited them, but they were wrong. The people they bonded with were nothing but wolves in sheep’s clothing, who had come solely for them in the first place.

The 12 Void Cats were imprisoned and forced to undergo the most painful procedure possible, which was a forced sexual relationship with the males of that race…”

“What!?” Zeras screamed in shock, staring dumbly at the priest, whose eyes flashed with a hint of anger.

“That was how our clan came to life.

A hybrid race of Void Cats and the Elvo race. Our birth should have been the end of their stupid experiment, but the clan was not satisfied with the result and continued their breeding art.

We, forbidden and failed experimentations of both races, were forced into slavery by them, with no justice at all. Even an ounce of resistance would lead to instant death

. Years after years of slavery and humiliation, the so-called perfect experimentation was finally born.

Compared to him, we really did look like failures, as he was immensely more powerful than all others. But fortunately, he stood on the side of us Void Cats, and with his immense birth power, we rallied together under his reign and fought our captors.

The Elvo race, of course, knew well there existed a chance of the experiment backfiring, so they were well prepared for us, resulting in a powerful war where many of both races died.

Still, we were not enough to bring complete ruin against the Elvo race, so we ran.

Far away from the god’s children area, far away from the gaze of the world, who might have attention on us due to our hybrid form.

The only place welcoming was here, Jumong!” He said, spreading his hands outwards towards the countless trees.

“Even though we were able to rank up quickly in this place, our shame couldn’t be washed away.

Void Cats are the most loyal companions of the Upper realms, willing to go through hell and back with their bonds.

A Void Cat killing its own bond has never occurred before in our history.

But we had slaughtered our own bonds. Though for a good and worthy reason, it still cannot wash that stain away.

So, in respect to the true Void Cats that exist and their untouched legacy, the perfect hybrid decided to change our name from Void Cats to Bloody Void Cats.

He was the first priest, and I’m the ninth right now,” he said seriously, picking up his glass cup and downing the tea.

“He is a truly great man,” Zeras mused under his breath as he also took a sip of his tea. When he thinks his life is worse, fate always manages to show him something even worse.

Being an abomination born from a forceful sexual relationship between two race, discrimination was more than a surety and then they are turned to slaves.

They had no choice but to fight their captors and leave the place they were born behind.

With the only welcoming place being a place said to be abandoned and for those who cannot catch up to evolution.

It was a disheartening fate, almost like a curse from the gods themselves.

“Close to 5000 years now, we have never sighted our original race, the Void Cats, since we cannot move out of here.

That was why, when we saw your companion appearing at the gate of our clan, no joy could describe our words.

We have always thought we have indeed been cursed by the gods, but him…

He is like a beacon of hope that all is not lost yet, even after 4000 years of struggle and pain. This couldn’t be a mere coincidence. This… is fate!” he declared grandly and fanatically, as Hale couldn’t help but shake his head.

“So was that ritual you’re doing a welcoming one?” Zeras couldn’t help but ask as the Priest chuckled wildly.

“It was a king-crowning ceremony. Tell me, who else is fit to be the king of our humble clan if not a true Void Cat? He is like a god to us, one of our ancestor race. He deserves the highest honor there is to us, and that could only be being the King of this place…”

“Doesn’t this place have its former king?” Zeras couldn’t help but ask as the priest shook his head.

“No, we don’t. The only leader present is the priest, which is currently me.

An imperfection of two races cannot declare one of its own a king. It was the sayings of the first priest.

The only one who could be crowned king are the Void Cats, who we owe our existence to. They were truly perfect in all forms, with pure souls holding the greatest of loyalty. Only one of those could be king.

And surprisingly enough, our king is a one-in-a-million among even the Void Cats.

The purity of his bloodline is enough for him to be crowned king even among the Void Cats themselves!” the priest said with reverence in his eyes as Zeras turned to look at Fluffy, who slowly took its tongue off its butt as he looked at Zeras with a shameful smile.

“Hmmm, are you really sure about that?” Zeras said with a grin as he took a sip of his tea.

“I might agree he is currently a little childish, but my words coming from more than 1500 years of learning all I could about the Void Cats is no doubt correct.

The only reason why you have not been able to see it is because he has yet to undergo his first awakening, and right now, he is even capable of undergoing his second already. But he hasn’t… because of you.”