Abyss Descension: I Perform Rituals to Evolve In The Apocalyps-Chapter 21 - 1 Vs 100

The room he started in could only be accessed through a hole.

Now, how big was that hole?

It was only big enough for one Revenant to pass through at a time!

As long as he made it back to the room, Kev was confident he could survive.

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Soon, the wall with a hole in it came into view.

He kicked off the ground with all his strength and leaped forward powerfully.

His figure shot through the hole like a ball struck by a bat, dropping into the room with a floor made of black and white piano tiles.

Quickly, he shifted to another spot inside the room.

From the hole— the only entrance to the room— a head poked out.

It was ashen and rotten, infested with squirming maggots.

Simple words couldn't do justice to its grotesqueness.

It was fatter than a watermelon, bloated in some places and sunken in others.

Its flesh resembled melted candle wax, clinging loosely to dry, brittle bone.

Its decaying skin twitched and bulged in spots, as if unseen things were crawling beneath the surface.

There were no eyes on this Revenant's face. It only had two gaping sockets where the eyes should've been. The hollow sockets were dark and bottomless like pits leading to hell.

Suddenly, from one socket, a fat white worm leapt out.

It writhed in the air for a moment before diving into the other socket like it had found a new nest. Disgusting beyond measure.

The head twitched violently, moving about like a restless child.

It turned left, then jerked down, cracking its fat neck in the process, bones snapping like twigs and piercings through its thick, bloated skin and jutting out of its neck like the tusks of a boar.

Unbothered, the Revenant—its body still wedged in the hole with only its grotesque head sticking out—twisted its neck upward, as if it had caught the scent of a delicious prey.

Pop!

Then, with a sudden, violent snap, it turned its head to the right, breaking another bone or two with a sickening pop.

Finally, it came to a halt as if it has found what it was looking for.

Kev stood before it like an executioner, sword in hand.

Gah!

The Revenant opened its mouth and growled, releasing a stench so vile Kev felt like his senses were brutally raped.

"Die, you stinky beast!" Kev roared as he swung his sword, bringing it down on its neck.

In one clean swing, the sword cleaved through.

The Revenant's head was separated from its body and fell to the floor.

The headless body remained stuck in the hole while the severed head lay motionless inside the room

The severed head's mouth stayed wide open, as if it was still fixated on eating him.

Then, like a tale straight out of a nightmare, it moved.

The head rolled forward, mouth opening and closing, gnashing air with blackened teeth, like a starving beast desperately trying to get a taste of flesh. Greedy. Insistent. Driven by nothing but hunger and a taste for fresh human flesh and blood.

"Even in that state, it refuses to give up? Revenants really are monsters driven by a singular instinct."

Kev raised his foot and brought it down hard on the head, exploding it ike a watermelon under a sledgehammer.

He grabbed the headless body clogging the hole and yanked it out, tossing it aside to make way for the next Revenant.

He had no doubt.

It would come.

Ordinary Revenants were simple creatures with perhaps not even half a brain cell. They couldn't distinguish right from wrong, much less detect a trap. The only thing they knew was to chase after humans, pounce on them, rip them to pieces, and eat them alive!

Such retarded creatures were bound to bite the bait he'd throw out and fall straight into his trap.

Gah!

As expected, barely a second had passed after he unclogged the hole when another Revenant poked its head out of the hole in search of him.

He beheaded it, then stomped the head into the floor, squashing it into a paste of pus, blood, bone, and brain matter.

This process repeated over a hundred times!

He didn't know how long had passed, but when he was done dealing with the wave of Revenants, the room was filled with piles of corpses and the room smelled worse than a pig's den.

"These corpses are more than enough to perform the ritual that will bestow me with a special low-rank class," Kev thought while looking at the many corpses around him, his eyes twinkling in delight.

The time to evolve.

Has finally come!