I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 134 Inashal is desperate

under night.

The pure white cane exudes a faint brilliance, with some blood spots on it, like a blooming rose.

It turns out that this cane is really a weapon.
Amidst the rustling of the trees, Frankenstein recalled Anlos' words. Gradually, his cheeks turned red and he was filled with shame.

Who would have thought that Anlos would be the first to take out the weapon!
Even along the way, if Anlos wanted to, he could hit him hard with one blow while he was defenseless.

Just like the Uno brothers and sisters lying in a pool of blood at this time, their breaths dissipated.

So strong.

This is a weapon for dealing with monsters. Any creature struck by this long whip will have its skin and flesh torn apart.

Frankenstein looked up at Anlos, his dark red eyes filled with reverence and envy, and his heart was beating fast.

Seeing this, Inashal's heart rang with alarm, and she bit her lower lip lightly.

I wish I could "accidentally" burn this senior to death.

At this time, Anlos suddenly turned his head, his ice-blue eyes flashing across Inashal, who was about to move.

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Inachal froze, and the raging anger in his chest seemed to be calmed by this gentle glance.

A flush appeared on her fair cheeks, she lowered her head and lowered her eyebrows again.

Anlos' lips curled up slightly, and his eyes finally fell on Frankenstein.

The moment they looked at each other, Frankenstein shuddered.

The omen of the Reversed [Emperor] enveloped his whole body, and he was so suppressed that he could not move.

"hehe."

Seeing his dull look, Anlos couldn't help but chuckle.

He stretched out his hand and said jokingly: "How is it? Are you shocked by my bravery~"

".Uh-huh!"

Frankenstein hurriedly held Anlos's hand, without daring to let Anlos exert any force. He climbed up from the ground and whispered:

"It's so, so powerful. I actually beat the Uno brothers and sisters half to death with one blow!"

"If you can be called unprepared at your level, then I can just quit this year!"

Facing Frankenstein's admiring gaze, Anlos raised his chin, obviously feeling very proud, but still pretending to be humble:
"No~ I can only unleash this attack. I feel very tired now."

Unexpectedly, Frankenstein believed this humble statement.

He frowned and said bluntly: "Indeed, your body is a big problem."

Anlos: "."

As he said that, Frankenstein became anxious and worried again: "We have just begun, and there is still a long journey ahead. You can't use up your energy in advance."

"If you can use magic, you should use magic. Attack the weak point."

Frankenstein took it for granted that Anlos was so weak that he couldn't gather much magic power, and because he was still young, his magic power must be inferior to his.

On the side, Inachal glanced at Frankenstein lightly, relieved.

You're out.

Anlos smiled half-heartedly and nodded obediently: "Okay. When I use spells in the future, seniors, please don't laugh at me."

"Haha. How could I do that?"

Frankenstein noticed nothing and grinned at Anlos in relief.

The smell of blood permeates the air.

Anlos looked down at the Uno brothers and sisters on the ground, stepped forward, grabbed his brother's khaki hair, and lifted his head.

Suddenly, he thrust the cane into his mouth that was unable to open!
Under the severe pain, Uno forcibly regained his consciousness and his eyes widened.

His throat was hit mercilessly by the hard object, and he retched uncontrollably and spat it out.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, Anlos drew out his cane and took a few steps back to avoid it.

The movements were so agile that Frankenstein couldn't help but look at him with surprise and uncertainty.

You tell me, this is a patient who has not recovered from a serious injury?

Then it’s completely fine, but you can’t become a superman!
"Uh, uh!"

Uno fell to the ground, vomiting violently, spitting out strands of dirty, viscous liquid.

A pungent smell that was not sour water overflowed.

"This is..." Frankenstein sniffed, feeling that the smell was very familiar. "It's paint," Anlos said.

"Paint. Paint?!" Frankenstein suddenly exclaimed, "I remember! Aren't oil painting monsters flooding the empire now? The streets are full of this smell!"

He stared at the Uno brothers and sisters and murmured in disbelief: "Could it be that they are also related to this chaos?"

In this cold and snowy place far away from the empire?

"To be precise, it should be the victim."

Anlos said, picked up the cane, used the end to lift Uno's chin when he stopped vomiting, and forced him to raise his head.

"Poor little guy," Anlos said with a pity smile without any awareness that he was the culprit, "name."

"Hoo, hoo"

Uno gasped for breath and swallowed a mouthful of blood foam.

He looked up at the beautiful young master standing in front of him, grinned, revealing his canine teeth, and raised a wild and uninhibited smile on his wheat-colored cheeks:
"Uno, sir. Just call me Uno."

Uno turned his eyes and looked at his sister who was unconscious in a pool of blood. The smile on his face was still there, but his palms were holding a handful of snow tightly.

"On the other side, there is my sister, Gulia. We met a monster. Then, when we regained consciousness, this is the scene now."

"We don't know what happened. Could you please be kind and let us go?"

Despite his anxiety, Uno spoke clearly and coherently.

Anlos appreciates this, but
He clearly had the wrong person.

While saying this, Uno looked at Frankenstein and Inachal behind Anros, subconsciously regarding them as the center of the team.

After all, although Anlos is good-looking, he looks weak.

The people of the tribe have always respected their strength.

Anlos didn't mean to correct him. He just took back his cane and wiped it on the snow with disgust.

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Watching his movements, Uno's eyes darkened.

The pampered young master.

He tutted in his mind.

How could my sister fall in love with such a weak and weak person?
Do you want her to be on top when the time comes?
Thoughts flashed through his mind. Seeing that Frankenstein and Inachal had no objection, Uno hurriedly jumped on his sister.

Do the same thing, but obviously much more gently, and let my sister spit out the dirt.

"I, what's wrong with me...?"

The younger sister gasped weakly. When her green eyes saw Anlos' figure, her eyes brightened significantly, and her petite but flexible body trembled in surprise.

Inashal Inashal was numb.

Anlos didn't realize that his damn charm had captured another person. He looked at the seemingly empty woods and said lightly:

"Stop hiding and come and attack me."

"Or are you saying that you don't dare at all?"

The effect of ridicule is significant.

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of crackling sounds sounded, from far to near.

It was like a slimy thing walking, making a puddle with every step.

This time, the smell of paint hit me, and it was finally so strong that even others could smell it.

Brother and sister Uno's eyes tightened, and they stood up. Regardless of their injuries, they raised their scimitars and stared in the direction of the sound.

It’s this smell, this sound!
Controlled their bodies and minds!
On the horizon.

The last ray of light was also hidden.

Darkness has fallen in this far north, and faint lights shine from the dense forest, swaying constantly due to the wind and snow.

"Paji."

That thing finally stopped in front of several people.

"Click."

Frankenstein turned on the gas lamp at his waist, and for a moment the orange light illuminated the front, and his pupils suddenly widened.

Then, he screamed and blurted out:

"Prince Ollie Victoria?!"

(End of this chapter)