Chapter 134

My Villains Episode 134

35. Legendary Lineage (2)

A thin potion landed on the wound on his shoulder. Smoke rose with a gurgling sound.

“...such a dog.”

As Simos gritted his teeth and muttered, Siren, who was taking care of her sister, looked back at her with a worried expression.

“Are you okay Simos?”

“It’s better now.”

Simos poured the remaining potion into his mouth and drew a sword from his waistband.

“Is the potion over?”

“Yeah, that was the last one.”

“Ha rot.”

Simos, who grumbled a little, began to recite the spell calmly.

“Ethan wake up now. The spirits are coming.”

Ethan, whose robe was stained with blood, staggered to his feet. He glanced back and gritted his teeth.

“...I’ll pay you back someday.”

“Ethan.”

Ethan’s green eyes were stained with hostility. The sister tapped her brother on the shoulder with a complicated expression.

“Let’s start by thinking about surviving.”

“You can’t follow that witch’s words. He said he was going to use us as bait.”

“There is no other way.” Siren took out a silk pouch from her bosom and put her hand in it. Ethan’s brow narrowed.

“Are you going to use it?”

“I will use a little.”

The hand that came out of the pocket contained a handful of sand. Siren kissed it and whispered something.

Then the sand, which had been bubbling like boiling water, began to overflow out of my hands. When Siren let go of her hand, the sand swelled at an incredible speed. It was a landscape as if the whole area had become a desert.

Then, Siren threw the last clay doll. Is it because of the power of ‘Breathing Sand’? A harder and bigger golem than usual was completed.

“Turn off” O.

As if it was a waste, Ethan let out a pained sound. However, the boy also seemed very reassured by the sand flowing under his feet.

Possibly because the mana in his body was twisted, Simos muttered for a long time before completing the spell. As electricity began to flow through her longsword, something rose from beneath the surface.

“......A guy?”

What appeared was a beautiful young man with smooth muscles. No, to be precise, it was a lump of water that imitated the appearance of a young man.

Unlike Ethan, who was confused, Siren’s mouth was wide open.

“It’s a high-level spirit.”

A spirit with a sculpted face held out a swirling spear.

“Damn Jimmy, like a dog.”

Simos raised his mana. His hair was dyed blue as intense sparks flew from his longsword.

Meanwhile, in the west, the Utequai were fighting to the death.

“lyati anluc (to the mother’s arms)-!”

With a shout, Slonhe’s Maul tapped a huge piece of flesh.

Boom!

The mass of flesh was shattered, but soon lingered on the floor and began to coalesce with fragments of other undead.

“Gua lune’te (annoying fellow)!”

Utequai, whose upper body was stained with blood, let out an angry roar. However, that roar was drowned out by the roar that tore the ground.

Close by!

The indigo world was crumbling. Even in the midst of this, the gray gap leading to the underworld continued to pour out the undead.

Most of them were zombies and skeleton soldiers. They were marching in ranks and ranks among themselves as if they were an army.

follow and follow.

A pale-skinned hand the size of an ox crawled across the water like a keyboard. The ‘Crawling Hands’ diligently moved their fingers while bleeding rotten blood from the severed parts.

Whoops!

The ‘Suffocated’ who caught up to the rear of the army were sucking their breath hastily. It was breathing so fast that the oxygen in the area was thin, but there was no sign of improvement in the blue lips and bulging eyes.

Finally, a mass of flesh that recovered its form after being beaten for a long time blocked Utequai.

“Dirty savage.”

“I will eat your body.”

“Become one with me.”

A lump of flesh attacked with seven feet and five palms as if rolling. In the meantime, all sorts of curse words were pouring out of the twelve heads embedded in the torso. It was an undead commonly referred to as ‘Abomination’.

“Disgusting!”

Utequai’s upper body swelled up as he lifted the doll. Then, as the bloody muscles tightened up, the dolme was pierced like a thunderbolt, and a chunk of flesh burst out.

“mister!”

Hearing the voice from behind, Utequai turned around and bounced off the three skeleton soldiers. Atalanta was waving her arms loudly.

“Quick, quick!”

“I am going right now!”

When Utequai turned around, the skeleton soldiers snapped their teeth and drew their bows. Dozens of arrows made of bones were fired, but they could not pierce the protection of the windshield.

The berserker holding the dolme briefly ran through the water with all his might. The two tails of the feathered long hat fluttered like wings.

“...How much is that all?”

“Because there were fifty gold coins in one bag.”

“Did you write a hundred pages already?”

“It’s the hundred and fifty chapters now.”

The conversation between Meera and Boonie caused veins to sprout on Steedman’s bald head.

“Isn’t it a waste to not lose weight?”

“No, rather than waste.”

Instead of answering with a mumble, Mira frowned.

“Isn’t it ours? Some stake for us too.”

She stopped talking and froze. It was because I met eyes with Ellen.

“That’s what I mean.”

Glancing at Mira, who was trembling, Ellen looked at Amias.

“Go and stop the undead.” “yes?”

“Utequai and Atalanta need time to catch their breath. You guys earn that time.”

In a different atmosphere than usual, Amias put on a shy expression, but soon nodded.

“I see. Let’s try.”

“Help your companions, Zanavas.”

Zanavas narrowed his eyes as he looked back at his comrades fighting the higher spirits.

“Not a guy the four of us can deal with”

“Take your time. I will send you Utequai.”

“...All right.”

Ellen, who opened the fourth corps stopper, poured everything into Phoenix.

throbbing.

Having absorbed every last drop of the troll’s blood, Phoenix began to pulsate surrounded by red scales.

It was dark before my eyes. I was swimming endlessly in an empty space.

I couldn’t see anything, but I knew everything.

This was my inner world. The inner world where all kinds of stains and wounds are buried in darkness.

The current me was neither Kim Seung-soo nor Phoenix. The body was close to Phoenix’s and the soul to Kim Seung-soo’s, but they were completely indistinguishable.

Spirits and bodies were mixed. Just as the body is imbued with the soul, so the soul is imbued with the body. I was neither Kim Seung-soo nor Phoenix. We have synthesized, changed and evolved.

The fuel for this advance was Karamek’s soul.

A scar engraved on his inner world faded. The scarred soul became clearer.

In step with the soul, the body also moved. It came about in a way I never expected.

Suddenly, a huge being invaded my inner world.

shhh.

The snake flicked its tongue. It was a gigantic snake with steely scales, burning eyes, a body that could entwine the land, and fangs that would pollute the sea.

I realized his true identity.

“You know me?”

The sound of the snake’s tongue rang clearly in my ears.

“A serpent that drinks the blood of the apostle of the end.”

I smiled and added.

“What is a blood-drinking snake? Aren’t birds the original Joe?”

“You say something I don’t understand.”

A black vertical pupil surrounded by raging flames looked down at me.

“What are you?”

“......well.”

“My blood runs through you.”

Tongue flies.

“Very thick.”

“...I didn’t know I was a reptile.”

The snake was silent. But I could hear his laugh.

“Species divisions are meaningless to us.”

“we?”

“okay. You and me.”

At that time, a familiar smell came from somewhere. It was the scent of lime...

“That’s good.”

“what?”

“blood.”

The snake gave out an excited voice.

“Pure, familiar and powerful.”

“What bullshit are you talking about?”

“The preparations are complete.”

Before I could ask a question, the snake’s jaws opened.

I was swallowed up by her in an instant.