Chapter 132: Mysterious Boy

Chapter 132: Mysterious Boy

While the Enigmus situation begins to ramp up, Crimson still lingers out there.

Crimson walks into a restaurant, packed with people who are dressed formally for their gathering.

“I want food,” Crimson demands. “I certainly won’t pay for it though.”

He marks many of the tables where people are sitting, alerting the diners.

“What the hell are these markings?” a man asks.

All of the marked tables explode. People all over the restaurant die in a bloody death as the explosions cause significant destruction.

During Crimson’s killing spree, a boy wearing a suit and bowtie stands at a ruined table, not even fazed by the explosions. He glares at Crimson with displeasure.

It’s not much longer before Crimson finishes killing everyone in the restaurant except the boy.

“Time for some food,” Crimson says.

As he walks to the kitchen, something that feels like a speeding bullet goes right past his head, cutting off a few strands of his hair. The object pierces into the wall.

“What the hell!?” he shouts.

He looks at the wall, seeing that the object is a knife.

“A knife?” he says.

He turns around and sees a boy, standing no taller than four feet. His hair is black and oddly, has the same hairstyle as Zeth. The sclera of his eyes are vivid red, which go along with his glowing orange irises.

“I am displeased,” the boy says coldly.

“Who the hell are you?” Crimson asks. “Did you throw that knife?”

“Indeed, I did,” the boy replies. “My Momentum Magic is pretty useful.”

“Oh, so you are not just some weak human,” Crimson notes.

“Far from it, for I am a demon,” the boy says. “And you, Crimson, have disturbed my meal.”

Crimson’s eyes widen as the boy says his name.

“How the hell do you know my name!?” Crimson demands.

“I know lots of things,” the boy says. “Just like I know there is an Enigmus raising an Enigmus army. I know you want to consume Zeth. If you want to consume Zeth, you best get involved in finding Kogen’s Enigmus army. You will surely run into him.”

“Where do you get this information?” Crimson asks.

“Does it matter?” the boy replies.

“You are one mysterious boy,” Crimson says.

“Am I?” the boy asks. “If it makes you feel better, I too am interested in Zeth, but for different reasons.”

“Now that I think about it, your hair looks like his,” Crimson says. “What is your connection to him?”

“You need not worry about it. If you want to find Zeth, then we must go.”

“Hold on. I’m eating first.”

“Fine, but make it quick.”

Crimson grabs food and sits at one of the few tables still intact.

The boy glances around the room at all of the corpses.

“Well, no sense in letting these bodies go to waste,” the boy says.

He holds his arm out and a demonic mist starts to fill the room. The mist makes contact with the dead bodies, which rot before they twitch and moan. They stand to their feet, having become zombies.

Crimson is in the middle of chewing his food when he hears the noises and turns around. His eyes widen.

“What the shit?” Crimson blurts out with his mouth full.

“You killed all of these people so now their bodies will be useful as zombies,” the boy says. “I’m sure mother will be pleased when she sees what I have brought back for the upcoming Chaos Tournament.”

Crimson swallows his food before asking, “Chaos Tournament?”

“Soon Crimson,” the boy says. “Soon you will know. If you’re done, let’s get going.”

Crimson stands to his feet and starts walking with the boy, exiting the restaurant.

“You’re such a mysterious demon child,” Crimson reiterates.

A demon boy with a mysterious connection to Zeth has appeared.

Chapter 132 END
To be Continued in Chapter 133: Hashon