My Yandere Wives are Transcendents

Chapter 363: Heart of everything... LUB

A Few Minutes Earlier,

The rhythmic echoes of,

'Thud'

'Thud'

'Thud'

....

...

Reverberated through the dark tunnel, punctuating the eerie silence that enveloped the underground passageway.

A scraping sound, like nails on a chalkboard, followed the repetitive thuds, resonating in the darkness of the cavernous tunnel.

Within the depths of the tunnel, obscured by shadows, a solitary figure emerged..... Their honey-coloured locks cascaded around a regal golden helmet adorned with ominous black feathers, creating an aura of both elegance and foreboding.

With precision and speed, the figure's hand transformed into razor-sharp talons, deftly carving through the rough walls of the tunnel with an almost supernatural accuracy.

The figure's eyes, obscured by the inky darkness that seemed to emanate from within, betrayed no hint of emotion as if they were mere vessels devoid of feeling..... This enigmatic presence was none other than.... Brynhildr.

A fiend who had once eluded the grasp of Lilith, now working as a caretaker within the confines of an unsuspecting orphanage.

~Ring~Ring~

Brynhildr halted her task, the metallic chime of the phone piercing the stillness of the underground chamber. With a sigh, she retrieved the device, her voice laced with a hint of irritation as she answered, "What is it, Dracula Asgarez?"

"Did you find it?" his voice crackled through the line, urgency evident in his tone.

"Yeah, Almost," she replied, her response tinged with frustration. Enjoy more content from ???

"The time is ticking, everyone is already gathered in their correct positions. If we lose this chance... I fear we may never get this opportunity again" Asgarez pressed, the weight of her mission hanging heavily in the air.

"Sigh, Do you think I am not doing my job?" Brynhildr retorted, annoyance creeping into her voice. For over a week, she had tirelessly scoured the tunnel, yet the elusive 'item' they sought remained just out of reach.

"Listen, Dracula Asgarez... I am only doing this because of our agreement. I will retrieve the 'Nex's Heart,' but in return, you must assist me in securing 'Empress Lilith' and 'Hammer.' So let me work at my own pace!" she asserted, her resolve unwavering.

"....Sigh, Brynhildr... trust me, today is the day you will obtain what you desire, while I finally acquire what I have long sought. Please, continue your search a little faster" Asgarez urged, a sense of determination underscoring his words.

"Okay," Brynhildr nodded, determination flickering in her eyes as she refocused on the task at hand, digging deeper into the earth of the Nex Academia.

Yes, she was digging the Nex Academia!!

Yet, amidst her efforts, a nagging thought lingered in her mind, "If it weren't for 'The I Ching' the book of changes, a divination that Asgarez possesses, I would never have believed in him."

The dark black book in Asgarez's possession held the power to reveal glimpses of the future... a formidable tool that left Brynhildr with no alternative but to place her trust in him. Its very existence rendered any attempt to seize it futile; Asgarez, with his access to its prophetic insights, would foresee any such betrayal long before it could be enacted.

Thus, Brynhildr found herself bound not only by their agreement but also by the inescapable knowledge that Asgarez's foresight surpassed her every move.

Though she wondered where in the hell he got the book that was from another realm.

It was then,

'Thud'

'Thu---'

Brynhildr's sharp hand effortlessly pierced the ground as if no more stones or blocks, eliciting a triumphant smile as she slowly withdrew her hand, revealing a stream of bright light flooding into the tunnel through the newly created hole.

The once dim passageway was suddenly awash in illumination, casting a fiery glow upon the red soil beneath her feet.

With urgency, Brynhildr cleared away the remaining debris, her movements swift and determined.

"ssshhhh"

The sudden influx of light momentarily blinded her dark eyes, forcing her to squint until they adjusted to the brightness.

As her vision cleared, she beheld a mesmerizing sight before her...

'Lub... Lub.... Lub....'

A pulsating, crimson flesh suspended in the middle of a vast underground chamber. Though resembling a heart, it beat with an irregular rhythm, pulsing as if in the throes of half-formed life.

This enigmatic object, small in size yet immense in significance, hung suspended within the expansive dome-like structure buried deep beneath the earth. Its eerie pulsations echoed off the walls, reverberating through the cavernous chamber.

Connected to various wires and root-like structures that extended towards the surface... as if something pulsing out from it.

"Nex's Heart," Brynhildr muttered, her voice barely audible amidst the pulsating rhythm of the chamber. With each beat, her determination grew stronger, fueled by the knowledge of the power that lay dormant within the crimson mass before her. This half-formed flesh had been the catalyst for untold conflict in the godly realms, and now.... it lay within her grasp.

Her eyes gleamed with anticipation as she envisioned delivering Nex's Heart into the waiting hands of her father, a triumphant return that would solidify their dominance over the realms.

But her plans were far from complete. Before she could secure the Nex's Heart, she still needed to obtain Lilith and Hammer, two crucial pieces in the puzzle of her father's ambitions.

Yet, the sudden appearance of Dracula Asgarez had thrown a wrench into her carefully laid plans. She knew she needed to proceed with caution, to be cunning and manipulative in her dealings with him if she were to succeed in acquiring both Nex's Heart and her other objectives. Failure was not an option; returning empty-handed to her homeland was unthinkable.

After bathing in the ethereal light emitted by Nex's Heart, Brynhildr wasted no time in contacting Dracula Asgarez.

"I found it," she muttered, her voice tinged with a sense of triumph.

Silence greeted her on the other end of the line before Asgarez's voice finally responded, "Let's begin the rampage... I've already scattered the feathers across the world, ensuring that everyone will be preoccupied with dealing with the corrupted monsters."

A smirk played upon Brynhildr's lips as she posed her next question, "Can I eliminate everyone in the vicinity?"

"Hmm?" Asgarez's response was cautious, prompting Brynhildr to clarify her intentions.

"I mean, those bothersome pests who've made me toil endlessly," she explained, annoyance evident in her tone. She had been tolerating so much from these orphanage brats!!

Asgarez deliberated for a moment before giving his consent, albeit with a caveat, "You may, but ensure that some are left alive as hostages. Without them, our mortal pawn won't be compelled to come, and if didn't come then she won't... without her, our plans will falter."

"Understood," Brynhildr nodded, though she was well aware of the intricacies of their scheme. Ensuring that her actions did not disrupt the delicate balance of future events was paramount.

With her black wings unfurled, Brynhildr soared above the Nex's Heart, her mind focused on the task at hand as she prepared to enact their ruthless plan.

"Lub... Lub... Lub...."

The rhythmic pulsations of the flesh were like a relentless drumbeat, threatening to shatter Brynhildr's sanity. Were it not for the protection offered by her helmet, her mind would have surely succumbed to the relentless cacophony.

Busted like a Balloon!!

Hovering near the palm-sized mass of red flesh, Brynhildr marvelled at its significance.... the very heart that controlled the colossal landmass hovering ominously in the sky....

Truly Fascinating!!

"and Truly magnificent..." she murmured, her fingers poised to make contact with the pulsating organ.

"SSHHHIINNGGG!!"

But before she could make contact, a blinding light enveloped the chamber once more, forcing Brynhildr to shield her eyes.

'Crunch, Crunch'

In the chaos, she felt a sharp crunching sensation as the flesh seized her hands in its grip, devouring them as if they were mere morsels.

"FUCK!" she cursed, recoiling in agony as she gazed upon her now handless wrists, a sense of dread creeping over her...

With a deadly pale expression, Brynhildr muttered, "It's activated."

"Hmm? What do you mean...?" Dracula Asgarez's frown deepened as he strained to understand the gravity of her words. He hastily flipped through the pages of the black door book, expecting to find detailed insights into the future, only to be met with a cryptic jumble of symbols and characters swirling chaotically before his eyes.

"!@#$$%##@@@$"

Instead of the clarity he sought, the text danced and twisted, conveying a sense of impending doom rather than foresight.

"Shit!" Asgarez's teeth clenched in frustration as he immediately looked at the Nex Academia especially, Arena!!