The Record of Orc Civilization

"khekhekhekhe you are very genius and cunning Young Moksha. Not only can you avoid losing your sin, you also make the sin I get very specific. khekhekhe.. Do you think I don't know your goal to take the sin of greed to rule from them ? You are very greedy and you want to stay in power without anyone trying to challenge you!"

The atmosphere in the room became very cold. Mak Lampir's green face became even more terrifying. The black pus that came out of the boils on her face dripped profusely. She rose from her throne and leaned forward. "And I hate greedy men!"

In the blink of an eye, Mak Lampir's hand lunged forward and aimed at Moku's head. Moku, who had previously been very alert, immediately intercepted Mak Lampir's black claw with his two hands that were already wrapped in blue fire.

BAM!

Moku managed to catch Mak Lampir's hand but the blue fire in his hand couldn't burn the black claw. *size *size *size. However, as if she didn't feel it, Mak Lampir's black claw kept pushing and approaching Moku's head.

Her strength was so great that even with all his might, Moku was unable to push a single finger away.

Mak Lampir's red eyes were burning in the middle of the dark room, her white hair was floating and waving in the black aura emanating from her body. Moku knew that Mak Lampir would not play around to crush his head.

The threat of Garuda will no longer work with Mak Lampir who has gone berserk. Moku must find a way to survive his current situation on his own.

"Mak Lampir! Don't you want this agreement? Think about it carefully, if you only take my sin then you only get one sin. Even though the sin is still intact and complete, you can use it for a while, and that will fade away with loneliness in this realm.

However, if you take our agreement then you will get a stock of sin that will never run out. Even though the sin is not complete and only contains the greed to rule, you will never be able to use it up.

Generation after generation of monsters will come to you, bringing their sin of greed to rule in front of you until the time when all monsters are extinct on this earth. With this sin you get then you are just like a gatekeeper of Moksha evolution"

Mak Lampir's hand is very close to his head, if Moku doesn't immediately tempt her, maybe Moku will lose his head right now. As death drew closer to his eyes, Moku felt the pressure in his hands weaken.

Mak Lampir pulled back her hand and made Moku fall forward. Luckily he immediately corrected his position, his body relaxed a little because his life was still safe for now but the blue flames were still visible in his hands because he knew the danger was still in front of him.

"khekhekhe look at you, you scare shitless just because of my hand. I just joking Young Moksha, How can I refuse that very profitable deal?" Mak Lampir laughed in a tone that sounded like she was really joking.

But the hair on Moku's neck that was still standing reminded him of the killing aura of Mak Lampir who wasn't joking.

"I don't care what you gonna do with these two books. But I agree with your deal.." Mak Lampir held both books in his hands, then dark particles seemed to come and envelop the two books.

Until the two books turned into two black orbs that seemed to be getting smaller and smaller. Moku watched the process of change carefully, he seemed to see a new way to use the power of the Mind Realm.

The two orbs shrunk to the size of a marble. The two orbs then turned into two rings with black jade as the jewel.

"Take these two rings, whenever a monster wants to know a way to break their seal you just need to bring the black jade to their forehead. The information contained in the black jade will automatically enter their heads," said Mak Lampir while placing the two rings on the table.

Moku again didn't touch it and just looked at it carefully. Mak Lampir's brow furrowed, she felt that if Moku still wanted something "Why don't you take it? Is there anything else you want?" asked Mak Lampir.

Moku nodded "I want a souvenir from you, as a memory of our successful agreement" Moku said with a smirk on his face.

"Souvenir?" Mak Lampir tilted her head.

"Right, I want you to give me one of your wraiths" Moku said lightly.

"Oh.. Take it, I have so many wraiths that I myself forgot how many there are khekhekhekhe" laughed Mak Lampir casually.

She seemed to have forgotten the damage and destruction she had caused in the Astral Realm. Maybe for Mak Lampir torturing humans to become a wraith is not something extraordinary but just like breathing for her.

Moku's body shivered at the thought of how small the value of a human's life is in the eyes of Mak Lampir. This makes Moku even warier because he himself was once a human. Moku doesn't know what Mak Lampir will do when she finds out about it.

"Then which wraith will you give me?" asked Moku carefully.

"Whichever, I don't care. To me they are the same khekhekhekhe" said Mak Lampir casually.

Moku then opened the door and asked a wraith to come in.

"Mak Lampir, did you know that souvenirs should be wrapped like gifts?" Moku asked with a smirk on his lips.

"Hmm... Young Moksha, you really like to walk on the edge of the abyss and ask the seller to add more fruit to what you weigh. This attitude of yours reminds me of the people in the place where I lived in the Astral Realm before. khekhekhe" said Mak Lampir with nostalgic eyes.

'Maybe because I'm from there' whispered Moku while cursing his gluttony.

Even so, the words were already out of his mouth so Moku was unable to take them back. "Mak Lampir, when I brought this wraith to the Astral Realm no one could see it but me. Then what would happen if my family said I lied and didn't believe in the gift you gave me."

Mak Lampir woke up from her nostalgia and nodded "hmm.. you're right, only those with the inner eye are able to see the wraith. hmm... well.. I'll make it look like it's seen in the eyes of the Astral Realm beings. Wraith! Come closer!" Mak Lampir ordered beckoning her hand.

The Wraith walked over quickly without caring what fate would befall him.

Without a word, Mak Lampir plunged his hand into the wraith's stomach and the sound of flesh being torn apart could be heard in the room. Black particles quickly enveloped the wraith's body and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a black orb.

From inside the black orb, sounded a scream and pain that could make Moku's hair stand on end. Mak Lampir mercilessly continued her work. She didn't care about these former living beings, she had tortured them to death, and even made them forget their own names. For Mak Lampir wraith is just like mustard which she can make soup as she pleases.

Gradually the black orb got smaller and smaller along with the screeching sounds that disappeared as if the creatures inside were being torn apart piece by piece. Until the black orb was only the size of an adult's arm, then Mak Lampir pulled out her hand.

The black orb slowly changed and began to see leaves, twigs, and a small tree trunk inside. The leaves of the tree are brown like roasted human skin, the branches and trunks are pale white like human bones arranged together, and the roots of the tree are red like the veins of the human body.

Moku looked at the tree seed in front of him and swallowed hard. A slight nauseous feeling appeared in his stomach which seemed to be twisting, but Moku held it in because of the pleasure in his heart. This is the most appropriate material to complement the main ingredients for making the inner eye potion described by Luna.

In reality the wraith cannot be seen with the naked eye but with the power of Mak Lampir, she turns the wraith into a tree that can be seen by those who do not have an inner eye.

"Is there anything you want more? I hope you know that my mercy also has a limit" warned Mak Lampir.

"This is all enough Mak Lampir, thank you for the help." Moku quickly took the two rings that were on the table and the tree seed in front of him. "I hope you enjoy the sin you will get after this. Generation after generation of monster species will present their greed to rule to you." Moku smiled.

"I will wait for it Young Moksha, I will wait for it" said Mak Lampir with a smile showing her black front teeth.

"I hope we will never meet again Mak Lampir. Nice doing business with you" Moku bowed his head and disappeared from the room. He returned to the Astral Realm.

"You are wrong, we will meet again Young Moksha.. soon.. khekhekhekhekehKhakhakhaKHAKHAKHAKHA!!!" Mak Lampir's laughter echoed throughout the poor creatures on Mount Merapi.