Chapter 696: Under and Sky [Bonus]

Chapter 696: Under and Sky [Bonus]



[Under Brown (FFF+)]

[Level: 33]

[Physical: 1303]

[Mental: 935]

[Will: 912]

A man with buzzcut hair and what looked like a dozen daggers strapped onto various locations on his body-from his waist, to his chest, to his ankles-pushed a naked woman off of him, standing abruptly as he saw the notification.

'Sylas Grimblade...'

Under picked his pants up off the floor, gaining another half a dozen daggers from the action of pulling them up alone.

Frustrated by the fact his member was still standing at attention and wouldn't fit, he forcefully tucked it into his belt, tightening it.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

He regretted the action immediately and did a little dance trying to untighten it as he rushed out.

The underground encampment was already bustling. Under didn't need to give out any orders, everyone already understood the assignment.

His tent flaps rippled, and the sight of a naked woman bent over caught the attention of the men rushing by. They couldn't help but pause their steps, trying to catch a glimpse past Under.

Under wasn't the burliest of men. In fact, he was quite a lanky sort of powerful. At 5'10" or so, he wasn't a single pound over 150 or so, and that made him quite easy to look around.

"Keep looking and I'll have to cut a few cocks off," he growled.

A giggle came from the woman he had thrown off of him not too long ago. She wiggled her hips as though to give everyone a little show before sliding her panties on.

Whistles came from the surroundings, and Under could only roll his eyes.

"Treat me with more delicate care in the future or I'll have to choose someone else," the woman chortled.

"Piss off, vixen. We've got work to do. Forget your looks for a second, there's a big payday on the horizon."

[Sky Texan (FFF+)]

[Level: 30]

[Physical: 422]n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

[Mental: 1637]

[Will: 977]

Sky pushed her way out of the tent, rolling purple lipstick onto her plump lips.

"This won't be easy. Handsome will be immune to my poison."

"Can't you call him by his name like everyone else? And how can you even know that?"

"But, we can also take an opportunity to help him if it presents itself. But that will depend. The highest odds right now... is that we do nothing."

Under's gaze blazed with a fiery light. This was an opportunity for his Grimy Blade gang for

sure.

**

Sylas could feel the walls closing in. Although he hadn't run into another group after the first three, he felt as though someone was breathing down his neck.

His Luck was constantly pinging him to the danger, but he had no choice but to ignore it. At this point, the danger was everywhere and there was no escaping it.

And then came the heat.

The deeper he went, the more oppressive it became. He knew that he was closing in on the

volcano Portal.

The last time he was here, he had been the enemy of the world. And now it seemed that

history would repeat itself.

Sylas inhaled a smoldering breath that threatened to char his throat.

Before him, there was a forest of trees with thick red foliage that stretched as far as the eye

could see.

'There's no barrier here... the Quicktime Event extends into the Portal... could she be on the

other side?'

The last time Sylas had participated in a Quicktime Event, it had also occurred through a Portal. It seemed that the system was truly intent on screwing him over this time. Would it use his System Curse to turn the snail into a Bronze beast like it had the Violet Rose

Heart if he tried to pursue this route?

Sylas clenched his jaw.

He already had his answer.

The blaring warnings of his Luck only sparked more fiercely, echoing in his ears like the roars

of a nagging mother.

Sylas took a step forward, his Will blazing like a torch in the middle of the night. By the time

he took his second step, he had already accelerated to his top speed, streaking across the

forest in a line of black.

The last time he was here he cowered.

This time... he would permanently erase that stain.

The system, the government, alien Races...

No one would stand in his way.