The DarkHole Laboratory

Lycan 2's

Marzon was still at home in the Illusory Light, he was also curious as to who the figure of the White Queen that Agrabella told him about.

Regarding Argabella, Marzon already knew why the old woman was still reluctant to get along with him.

Traumatizing. And Marzon could only shut up. What does he have to do? There's none. It was not his prime to impose the will favored by everyone. In fact, many are still hostile to him.

Yes tell the Lycans who are now facing him. "Hey you fake Lycan, accept this" without long pleasantries Marzon's attack felt.

He dodged quickly when the opponent's long claw movement could easily be seen. Marzon's eyes were radiating coldly. Making his opponents grow even more angry.

They feel humiliated. For those who are the original descendants of Lycan must lose with laboratory results.

"May Hecate raise you to the King of the underworld, you're just a lab result!" Hina one of those four Lycan.

"Jamica ... " Return Marzon received the attack calmly. Everything that moves in front of him seems to slow down and he can engage his opponent's movements.

Yes his strength grew stronger as he became a Lycan figure. The intelligence and sharpness of his vision all that is in him has superpowers.

A possible side effect of the lab results, Marzon laughed at him.

The scratches by the scratches he could avoid, he had no time. He must return to the upper world, lest he be late and make his beloved sister, Braxton grow suspicious.

He must play beautiful before his revenge is fulfilled. Marzon began to wedge with his sharp claws, he clawed at the chest of one of the Lycan and then slammed his body on the rocks. And he died instantly.

He ripped off Lycan's neck which suddenly attacked him simultaneously. The three attacked and someone was aiming for his neck. Marzon.

He tore at her a roar of pain sounded heartbreaking. Again Marzon used his claws, he ordered his claws to lock and the claws to penetrate the heart of his opponent, and died.

Another one who stared doubtfully at Marzon and Marzon waited if he attacked him then he would catch up with his friends and it turns out he chose to run away.

"Say to others, put down however much your flock I'll kill if you don't still rebel!" Challenge Marzon.

He's fed up, will be firm. He is the King Hecate raised, so they must obey his rules.

He wanted to assert himself who in the eyes of the people of the underworld. He was sure the White Queen had the same situation as him.

Hearing Agrabella speak, Marzon concluded that they also did not believe in the ability of the White Queen at first, although he finally heard Agrabella flattering him.

What about him to be trusted? There's none. Marzon let it go, in his situation he will act like himself. If anyone wants to fight it, he'll be ready.

Because being the King of the underworld was something unthinkable. And the state of jni he can use for later when the revenge comes.

When Marzon returned to his room, he saw the situation back in the iron gurney with iron chains binding his legs and hands.

Marzon sharpened his hearing, in addition to the sound of a working machine, some human voices sounded faint.

"He's only been asleep from last week, we've been checking and feeding his body and everything's normal."

"Did he disappear again?" Marzon's frown on his forehead. They must know. "No he's still asleep in his place without shifting."

"Okay, give me a copy of the report"

"What's the max of them I'm asleep?" Obviously Marzon went to the underworld.

"Your spirit who travels to the underworld" the voice of the woman he recognizes, the woman who made him King.

The figure appeared in front of him, "Just like me now, no one can see me meeting you right now"

"You're telling me your body is here, sound asleep, this is our agreement when you first agree to be King of the underworld."

"I'm just helping you in this way, I don't want that greedy guy coming and making a mess" Hecate doesn't like Braxton. Marzon knows that.

"He feels most powerful, he doesn't know that there's anything higher than him, it's enough that one person makes the balance of our world fall apart, there's no need for one person who has such foolish ambitions"

Wrinkles do not understand shown Marzon, Hecate does not extend anymore. It was not yet time for the new King to know, he had to focus this new King to prepare for the "jalokan" that Marzon would soon receive.

"Be prepared! You'll get your coronation to be King of the underworld" he began to explain his purpose this time.

"I'll make a duplicate of you sleeping, walk to the back of the closet and I'll be there" Hecate ordered.

Marzonpun did as Hecate commanded. He stepped into the back of the closet. And peek at Hecate making a duplicate of himself there.

The coronation? He had just heard it, Hecate was right next to him, his hands were gently sloping and rhythmically in front of the wall.

Open dimension portal. "Let's get ready" Hecat entered the portal. Marzon followed the woman behind him.

Tbc.