Undead Beast Master: Living Solely for My Desires-Chapter 266: Shadow Storage

In Zaroth's mind, Nightshade's new power was a great boon. It would allow her to become the perfect assassin if the need arose.

He tried to think of a better power for quickly and stealthily killing people, but none came to mind.

A shadow would be able to easily hide, and when the time to attack came—if she was attacking during the night—no one would see her due to her black fur that allowed her to hide in the darkness perfectly.

But now he was realizing that to her powers there was something else… something that would benefit him tremendously.

Nightshade became shadow, and after a second came out, but she was not alone—as in her mouth there was a corpse of a slain man with a crushed throat.

Then she entered her shadow again only to come out with another corpse.

By the end, five corpses lay on the floor before him.

He was able to conclude that one had managed to get away, but that didn't matter, as something much more important had caught his attention.

"You…" he spoke as he took steps toward Nightshade,

"You can store things in your shadow?!" he asked in disbelief.

Wanting to test it, he gave her his odachi, and she in turn sensed what her master wanted and took the weapon in her mouth, only to turn into shadow and came out without the weapon.

Then a second later she entered—became a shadow again—with the weapon in her mouth.

At the sight, Zaroth couldn't help himself as he put his two hands under Nightshade's front legs and lifted her up like a cat.

It looked a bit ridiculous as she was almost as tall as him and weighed a lot, but that didn't concern him at the moment. He was looking at his beast with sparkling eyes.

"Storage!" he proclaimed as his lips curled into a wide smile. He had left the white demon mask on the bed, so Nightshade was able to see her master's expression, which made her happy, and she didn't hurry him to put her down.

At this moment, Zaroth's mind was going into overdrive.

There had been so many things that bothered him, and Nightshade had just fixed the majority of them.

What would happen if he wanted to go into the enemy empire to fight nonstop or go into the ocean with the intention to reach the other contestants? He would need food, clean water, spare clothes, and weapons, as well as other utensils.

Sadly, he couldn't just carry everything with himself as it would prove too troublesome…

But now that wasn't the case, as it turned out Nightshade's new ability was not only perfect for ambush and assassin attacks, but also gave him storage.

How much could she store? Could she store living beings as well? If she put something hot like food in her shadow, would it come out hot or would it have been cooled down?

There were still a lot of things that needed to be confirmed, but at the moment that didn't really matter as Zaroth was just too happy about his discovery.

Eventually, he put the panther down as he began to play with her smooth and silky fur.

'I want in too,' Luna commented in his mind.

Zaroth sighed as he summoned Luna in the room as well, and once she appeared began to play with the panther. It seemed that she really liked cats, even more than Zaroth.

As he looked at both of them, his mind was still going into overdrive.

'She has unlocked something so powerful after reaching the Epic tier. Would the same happen with Hellweaver once the spider evolves? If I managed to make Silverfang evolve again, would it have the same effect?'

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At the thought, Zaroth was overjoyed. There was so much potential to grow even stronger!

He gazed at the five bodies that still lay on the floor.

Looking at them, Zaroth noted that they had been killed pretty fast, as they didn't bear many wounds—just one or two fatal ones. That either meant that Nightshade was strong enough to overpower them easily, or that these soldiers were weak to begin with.

Before he realized it, there was a wide twisted smile on his face as he looked at their bodies.

He didn't even realize it himself, but just looking at the dead bodies of these soliders of the Crimson Sun Empire filled him with undeniable joy.

He couldn't stay in his room forever, so he eventually had to order Nightshade to hide the bodies in her shadow. With a sigh, he put the white demonic mask back on his face as he stepped out.

Now that he had a bit of time, he was going to look around Drakmire Bastion. After all, he was the reason that the city was still standing, as he had protected it single-handedly. As such, he wanted to see what he was protecting to begin with.

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"Let's see," Midnight muttered as she gazed at the human that was chained to the wall.

This was the last person that had been locked here, providing Midnight with a food source.

But rather than drinking his blood, she wanted to try something.

Placing her hand on his chin, she forced him to gaze into her eyes.

As she did, her eyes began to shine a more intense crimson—but she wasn't alone, as unusually, the man's eyes began to glow the same color as well.

"Stop breathing," she spoke. Her voice was cold and emotionless, and at that moment the man felt like he was speaking to a being that was several times stronger than himself.

So with no choice, his mouth closed and his nose stopped breathing the air in and out.

A few seconds passed. The heart of the man began to speed up significantly.

Dozens of seconds passed, and his body began to shiver slightly. He was beginning to desperately need air.

But he wasn't able to breathe, he had been commanded by a power several times stronger than himself, so he did not have a choice but to obey the command.

About a minute passed. The man's vision had become blurry, there was foam coming out of the corner of his mouth, his eyes had begun to tear up, and his face became redder and redder. His heartbeat grew faster and faster.

His body was shivering intensely.

He desperately needed to breathe now! If he didn't, he would die!

But in the end, he couldn't—and finally, after another minute passed, his heart stopped beating and his eyes became hollow—he had died.

Looking at the man, Midnight made sure that he had died.

"I see… more or less, I get how these powers work," she concluded as she quickly had her fill with the man's blood.

She wasn't hungry now as she had just had her fill, but looking around, she was alone—as now all of the food sources had been used up.

"I guess I can go see Zaroth again. Now that I think about it, I haven't seen him since my evolution… Wait, where is he?" she muttered, scratching her chin in thought.

"Well, I guess I will ask Elysia. She must surely know where he is."