Ancient Horror

Two weeks later, somewhere in Southern America.

The cohort spent time traveling through the vast forest as they constantly sought powerful Corrupted to hunt down.

As a result, their strength and cohesion as a team had improved significantly through life-and-death battles.

This was good news for Achilles since with his current power, he could never make it out alive from these forests by himself.

Another thing that he was quite satisfied with was the minions he had expended most of his essences just to control proved to be more than helpful.

The four had saved him from many close calls and suffered wounds in his stead that would surely send him to the other side.

Having powerful minions that did not know what pain was and would never fall unless their brains and bodies were completely shredded was truly wonderful.

He imagined a distant future when he could control hundreds upon hundreds of these things and destroy anything in his path.