The Dark King

The Dark King – Chapter 293

Dudian carefully listened to the sounds.

Kacha ~

The crisp sounds got more louders and continuous.

At the same time the silence in the cave was broken by rough friction which was more louder and vibrant than the first sound. Dudian panicked as he knew that the ‘splitter’ was moving. As for the previous rupture sounds.

Could it be that the eggs hatched?

The cave slightly trembled as it seems that the ‘splitter’ was crawling. This crispy sound from the rupture stopped but a sharp voice similar to crow’s sounded. It had a weak and immature feel to it.

Dudian’s mind sank. He knew that he wasn’t wrong a new child was born.

His body shrank to deeper parts as he felt strong danger.

At the moment he began to hear sounds of biting, chewing and swallowing echoing from a bit away. From the sounds Dudian understood that it was the newly born ‘splitter’ which was eating.

The only hope in his heart was extinguished as he thought about the situation. Perhaps the ‘splitter’ never needed to stock food. Because of its body structure most probably it didn’t even fear black snow season. Most monsters would enter their nests and hibernate through the winter so there would be less activities. However with its abilities the ‘splitter’ could easily hunt plenty of food. It didn’t need to eat in advance to pass the black snow season.

This was the difference between an ordinary beast and the top monster. The whole region was its hunting ground and all the monsters were more or less its grain storage!

Apparently these monsters that it caught up were stocked for its newly born children.

Kacha, Kacha.

The sounds of chewing and swallowing constrantly rang in his ear. It seemed that newly born splitter was quite hungry from the sound of eating.

Dudian face was gloomy: “How long will it take for it to reach me?”

The newly born splitter ate for ten minutes and stopped. Dudian heard slight vibration coming off from the surrounding ground. The newly born splitter was doing ‘after dinner’ activities.

Dudian continued to squeeze inside while he thought about the records from the atlas:

The young splitter at larval stage is a level 23 monster. It’s blades can cut down vast majority of monsters less than level 30. It’s aggressive by the nature and attack strength is strong.

“Legendary monster … …” Dudian’s heart was bitter. This was just a born splitter at a larval stage. Even if its level was not 23 but it was close to it. The early growth period was very fast for splitters. It would take half a month cycle. By that time the bones and scythes would become completely solid. Their skin would be comparable to steel. It’s scythes would be much sharper than the sword.

In other words it meant that in about half a month this newly born splitter would be a class 23 monster. It will be able to rely on their own unique advantages of its body to hunt anything below level 30 without a restraint. It will be beheaded and killing as if knife cuts through the butter!

Moreover the growth and maturing period of the splitter was very fast. It would take it two or three years to completely mature. It would reach the pinnacle of combat effectiveness and became a level 68 monster in such a short amount of time. It would sweept through everything and stand at the apex! The assessment was given according to the general prejudgment within the wall. So it was not absolutely accurate. But take one or add two, it didn’t make much of a difference.

Even if it was a level 60 monster there would be no chance for Dudian if he was going against its scythes!

The experiments which the newly born was doing, didn’t last for long. Dudian didn’t know it was tired or bored. However eating and chewing sounds echoed once more. But this time it was not savagely devouring the food in front of it. It would eat and stop for while. Dudian would hear the sounds of friction coming off from the walls. Dudian speculated that it was honing the razors of its scythes by using the walls.

Dudian understood the difference between mankind and beasts. Human beings need time to learn. Sometimes it would take generations of knowledge to be transmitted so that somekind of change could be seen. Moreover humans were social animals. However beasts heredited everything through genetics. Especially the ones like newborn splitters who were terrorizing monsters thaat could hunt in matter of months. Even a normal wolf who lived in a flock but knew how to bite the moment it was born.

He silently leaned against the body of the monsters. Perhaps his death was near but the contemplations that he had made him ‘grow’. This were the things that he never had thought about.

The rough friction stopped for a while and the cave delved into silence.

In about seven or eight hours later the rhythm of eating sounds echoed again. It was like the young splitter was eating a delicious and juicy meal.

This time the chewing sound came from quite close to Dudian. As it was constrantly eating the sound was getting closer to. Gradually he felt that the distance was so close that he had to do something. His hands quietly touched the dagger in his leggings. He was ready to attack. Dudian was going to let it suffer even if he died in the process.

However the sound of chewing stopped. The little guy seemed to eat enough.

Dudian was relieved but there was no joy in his heart. Sooner or later his turn was going to come.

He gently bit the flesh and blood of the monster that was close to him. He chewed it slowly and swallowed the flesh. Dudian was trying to restore strength. He didn’t care whether the body of this particular monster had virus, radiation or other toxin. As long as he could make a little recovery of strength then it was much better than fighting like a dead man. Moreover it would be much comfortable for him to directly get poisoned that die at the hands of the young splitter.

The friction sounds from the rocky wall echoed. Dudian heard the twists and turns as an immature sharp call full of excitement resounded.

Dudian listened to the movement sounds. Did it mean that the ‘splitter’ went out to hunt?

There was excitement in his heart as he thought about it. It was likely that the splitter was sleeping in the cave not because it was tired but it was roughly making the calculation about the needs of its future children. Now the first child was born and it went out to hunt. The splitters were different from humans as the newborn would need lots of food to eat. The previously eaten amount of food wasn’t enough for the newborn splitter to strengthen the razors of its scythes.

According to Dudian’s guess the splitter had left the cave and there was a tender cry followed after its departure.

Did it take its own child for life experience?

There was a new glimmer of hope in Dudian’s heart. As long as the cave was not blocked there was a chance for him to live through and survive.

Soon the sharp call paused as the sounds of rolling rocks echoed.

Dudian calmed down. The young splitter didn’t go away. Dudian knew that he hoped for the impossible.

“However, it is still a rare opportunity. At least it is a heavenly situation. Although eventually I may be killed by the youngling but at least I’ll have a fair chance to fight with the young splitter…” Dudian whispered.

Soon the sounds of rolling rocks calmed down. The high-frequency vibrations gradually faded away in the distance.

Afterwards, Dudian heard the sounds of friction echoing from the ground. The young splitter was coming back. Coldness flashed pass through Dudian’s eyes as he clutched the dagger in his legging.