Chapter 93 The Executioner's Blade
The grand hall of the Raktaksha estate, once a monument to the God Family's centuries of wealth and unchecked privilege, felt like the epicenter of a collapsing star.
Patriarch Vrishabha threw his head back and let out a roar that was entirely devoid of human cadence. It was a synthesized, overlapping shriek of a man and an extraterrestrial parasite. The sickly green veins pulsing at his temples suddenly expanded, tearing through his skin to form a jagged, chitinous armor over his face and shoulders. The Verral Void-Lock parasite was no longer just a leash; it was taking active control of the host's Tier 9 Peak biology to protect itself.
"You think a mere title grants you the power to judge me?!" Vrishabha spat, his eyes bleeding pitch black. "I have cultivated for four hundred years! I have drunk the marrow of legendary beasts! And now, with the Void's blessing, I am beyond the limits of this fragile world!"
