Chapter 194: A Boiling Crowd

"Shit! How come they're already here so fast?!" Calvin yelled in his heart. He was now forced to admit that the deformed man had indeed planned everything that was about to happen in this village for a long time.

The four women were absolute beauties and there were resolute looks on their faces.

It was then that Calvin remembered Old Zhong's story about a group of women trying to recruit people from the Village of Kingse to their cause.

These women were probably from the same group.

But their beauty wasn't that important for Calvin at this moment.

What he was worried about was the heart that they were carrying, ever so slowly, but surely towards the village center. The heart was huge, it wasn't pushing out any blood, yet it throbbed as if it was alive.

Calvin swept his gaze across the women and found out that they were humans.

Unlike the deformed man who had already sold himself to the Goddess of Pestilence and Famine. These women were genuine humans. But in that case, how did they get through the veil that was supposed to turn everything that it touched into mincemeat?

'Was it malfunctioning?'

Calvin doubted.

But for the sake of his curiosity, he picked up a severed finger from one of the monsters and hurled it over to the veil.

The finger sunk directly into the veil and not even a sound rang out, nor a splash of blood as the finger was immediately consumed.

Calvin's pupils constricted.

'The veil sure was working, yet how did these women go through it?'

Calvin took a second glance at the four women and he finally discovered the answer to his question.

It was the Sinister Heart!

It naturally radiated a Nether Qi that was so strong, it covered the entire body of the four women.

But the answer that Calvin arrived at posed another problem.

Nether Qi was corrosive to life.

If these four women were genuine humans. How did they withstand the influence of the Nether Qi? This was the question that Calvin couldn't find the answer to. No matter where he looked, the women looked clean, yet they weren't influenced by the Nether Qi at all.

Calvin had an idea or two as to why these women seemed to be immune to Nether Qi.

It involved a particularly rare constitution. But Calvin didn't even consider that as a legitimate answer for something so rare like that couldn't possibly be gathered in one place. Moreover, there were four of these women.

Was he supposed to accept that four owners of an incredibly rare constitution just happened to be serving the deformed man?

Calvin refused to even think about this theory.

If that was the truth, then this deformed man sure did have the luck of a light novel protagonist.

The rock he happened to pick up was actually a thousand-year-old jade. How was Calvin supposed to accept that?

But still, Calvin's question was legitimate. The fact that these four women managed to go through the veil meant that they were extraordinary, or they had something extraordinary on their bodies.

The four women continued on their procession as Calvin watched their every move while he was being hidden by his Emperor's Veil.

To be honest, with the invisibility granted to him by the Emperor's Veil, he could probably try to kill them with a sneak attack. But of course, the fact that Calvin hadn't done such a thing meant that it would be a futile endeavor.

First of all, Calvin's class wasn't an offensive class at all.

He might be able to defend himself, but he was ultimately unable to deal any substantial damage to them.

If this trend continued, then the deformed man only needed to keep him in one place and he would be uninterrupted throughout his ritual.

"Fucking hell... I have to stop them somehow. Is there anything that I can do?"

Calvin swept his gaze across his surroundings.

He then discovered that the village had fully awakened.

There were all sorts of monsters walking on the streets and wherever Calvin turned his head, he would discover a variety of Corpse Eaters as well as Specters. There was even a battalion of a hundred Santelmos at the next junction ahead of him!

"What in the actual fuck did this village actually go through in the past few years that it amassed so many of these monsters."

Calvin couldn't help but curse.

"Shit. Is that another fucking Sabbath?!" Calvin's scalp tingled when he saw a group of women crying and dancing about in the distance. The village was now getting more dangerous as time went on to the extent that Calvin doubted if the entire village could even contain these many monsters.

After all, despite being a member of the same species, there were variations to Corpse Eaters.

Just how Hags, Ghouls, and Witches belonged to the same species but in a different variation. If one gathered these same species, yet different variation monsters in a single room...

They would fight each other to death.

This was a widely-known phenomenon, and in fact, some people even used this method to nurture an incredibly strong monster.

They would gather powerful monsters in a battle royale and the sole champion of this slaughterhouse would be the monster that they would use against their enemies.

It might not be that efficient, and it was also expensive, but it sure was effective.

Its results were also guaranteed since there would always be one champion among the group of monsters.

But seeing the number of monsters gathered around Calvin, an idea suddenly came to his mind.

He dropped down the roof while he was still in his Emperor's Veil.

The moment he made a loud noise upon his landing, the monsters turned their heads towards him. A greedy look was on their faces as they let out shrill screams and chased after him.

"All right, come to papa," Calvin smirked and taunted as many monsters as he could.

The most dangerous of these monsters was evidently the Sabbath.

Normally, Calvin wouldn't dare to provoke the Sabbath into action, but he had a plan in his mind that he wanted to execute. He knew that rewards accompanied risks, so how could he not execute his plans just because he was scared of a few unwanted risks?

A determined look appeared on Calvin's face.

The Sabbath might be a dangerous enemy indeed, but in this case, they would become his strongest sword against these bastards.

Calvin summoned his golden quill and hurled it at the Witches.

"REEE!" In an instant, shrill screams filled the entire street as the Sabbath was spurred into action.

Calvin had successfully startled the Witches and they were now hot on his trail.

But the show wasn't over yet; Calvin also rushed through the group of Santelmos and the flying orbs also fervently chased after him.

Oh, a group of zombies casually snacking on each other?

Calvin also lured them over to chase him.

Oh, are those Sigbins chilling near a dark alleyway?

Calvin stuck his tongue out and even patted his ass in the direction of the Sigbins. In an instant, they grew enraged and ran after him.

Wait, are those a bunch of hags seemingly gossiping with each other?

Calvin ran towards them and raised a middle-finger.

At the very next moment, the hags were almost bursting in anger as they chased after Calvin, leaving behind them a cloud of dust.

The four women noticed the disturbance and one of them wanted to do something about it before she was stopped by her companion.

"Don't bother, it's just a bunch of monsters that have nothing to do. As long as they do not interrupt the awakening ceremony, then we're gonna let them do whatever they want. They're still going to be gone at the end of this anyway."

The woman that stood at the helm of the formation had fair skin and a stunning body. In fact, she was the most beautiful woman in the group.

Her voice was also charming and it had a magnetic charm to it that could seem to hypnotize anyone that dared to listen to her voice.

"I understand." The woman she was addressing nodded her head and stayed her head.

She took one final glance at the boisterous crowd of monsters and she discovered that they seemed to be chasing after something.

However, when she looked closer...

She was even more convinced that these monsters were just bored.

It was because they were indeed chasing after something, yet it was non-existent!

The woman shook her head and thought that she was such a fool for even trying to raise her hand against these pitiful beings.

Having made a decision, she continued to walk with the others as they proceeded to carry the Sinister Heart into the village center where its vessel was waiting for its arrival.

Calvin ran in a circle, making sure to avoid the innermost section of the eastern part of the village where Heisenberg and Ricardo were probably taking refuge.

He was also making sure that the deformed man wouldn't see him at the helm of these monster horde, since if that happened, the deformed man might take pre-emptive actions against him.

After all, only he—who was the disciple of Pestilence and Famine could see him.

In short, he was the only one that had the capability to stop Calvin's plans.

The pieces of paper stuck on Calvin's thighs constantly shone in this dimmed light that provided power to his legs. But even though he was able to keep his legs from feeling sore and jelly. His lungs were now on the verge of collapse.

These Corpse Eaters didn't have the concept of exhaustion in their bodies, so this was an endeavor stacked against him in the first place.

At the next turn, Calvin momentarily leaned against the wall as he sucked in huge mouthfuls of air. When he took a peek at the commotion behind him, his scalp tingled as he cringed upon seeing the unbelievable quantity of monsters chasing after him!

Inside that monster horde, even if Calvin used everything that he had and also summoned Stephanie on top of that, there was no way that he could survive.

There were still a few hours before daybreak and Calvin had to survive until then. Under the looming threat of death upon the failure of his plans, Calvin gained the strength to move his exhausted body as he ran once more with the monsters on hot pursuit against him.

He forced himself to reach the next junction where he subconsciously glanced at the four women that were already halfway through their journey. The scene that he saw astonished him for he could see, clearly with his two eyes that the four women had the mark of a river and a rising sun on their exposed thighs!

Seeing the symbol, Calvin had finally confirmed the theory that he made based on Ricardo's words from the passenger wagon.

'The Yellow River Gang!'

'So they are really the ones behind all of these!'

Calvin yelled in his heart.