I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 175 The Werewolf Killing Begins

Shadow monster?
Anros recalled it.

It was the monster told in "Ghost Stories" by the gentle young man named Richard.

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Anlos looked down at the distraught Davis on the floor strangely.

How does he remember
It was this person who had the most obvious disdain and suspicion on his face at that time?
Why do you become so lazy after not seeing each other for one night?
one way or another.

People can be saved, but they still have to be saved.

Anlos grasped the gray-black iron cluster and pulled it out with all his strength.

"Pfft."

The blood rushed and trickled to the floor.

Seeing this, Uno said: "You want to save him? Even with the treatment potion, it will be difficult for him to survive the rest of the voyage."

Therapeutic drugs can only play a role in accelerating body activity and stopping bleeding.

It has little effect on penetrating abdominal injuries.

but.
That's an "ordinary" healing potion.

Anlos put his hand into his coat, and using the cover of the coat, he took out a glass tube containing purple potion from the nightmare.

what is this?
Uno wondered, shouldn't the healing potion be red?
He didn't recognize it, but Frankenstein, who was from the Red Rose Empire together with Anlos, recognized it at a glance——

A high-end therapeutic potion exclusively developed by Professor Armstrong!

Suddenly, Frankenstein's pupils shrank and he couldn't help but said in surprise:
"You want to use such a precious potion on this guy?"

"Of course, this is your potion. You can use it on whoever you want. However, it is a bit unnecessary to save a stranger."

Frankenstein said hesitantly, staring at the purple potion with longing and reluctance written all over his face.

Anlos smiled slightly and uncorked the bottle.

His practical actions proved his "determination".

High-end healing potions are indeed precious.

To everyone except him.

Because Professor Armstrong has been "monopolized" by him.

When high-end healing potions were hard to come by, dozens of them were already stocked in Anlos' Nightmare Manor.

Anlos gently and without resistance opened Davis' mouth that was clenched in pain.

The glass tube tipped over, and the crystal clear purple potion slowly flowed into Davis's mouth.

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As the potion decreased, Frankenstein's expression gradually became distorted, and his heart ached with pain.

A drop of a thousand gold, a drop of a thousand gold!

well! Anlos is still too kind!
Uno glanced sideways at Frankenstein and couldn't help but mutter in his heart:

As for that. Is the potion so precious?
But soon.

Uno then understood why he had such a big reaction.

Only a tube of medicine was seen going down.

Just a few seconds.

The bloody penetrating wound on Davis' abdomen was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The blood vessels were reconnected, the bright red granulations squirmed and knitted together, and new smooth skin covered them.

It is a real "resurrection"!
Everyone was stunned, staring at the purple potion with their eyes gradually burning!

What is the origin of this potion?
It is definitely a rare existence that can reverse the situation of the war and save lives at critical moments!

Now, they can kind of feel the same way as Frankenstein.

Such a good medicine... Tsk, what a pity.

Uno said directly: "Anlos, do you still have this medicine? I can exchange it with you for other extraordinary items."

Anlos nodded and put away the empty glass tube.

Not long after.

Under the healing potion mixed with extraordinary materials, Davis regained his consciousness and even lifted himself up from the ground.

Davis gasped weakly and looked at Anros in front of him with complicated eyes.

This man with terrifying power is unexpectedly good at heart.
This feeling is like meeting a perverted murderer holding a blood-stained ax when you are lost.

Then, the other party kindly escorts you all the way home.

"Thank you, Anlos, for using such precious medicine on me."

Davis said hoarsely and hesitantly.

He looked like he was waiting for Anlos to propose some "devil's deal".

What responded to him was Anlos' sweet smile.

Davis laughed so hard that he fell into a trance.

Anlos raised his hand and pointed to the bloody iron cluster on the ground, signaling Davis to tell them what happened.

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Davis calmed down and suppressed the "Devil's Deal" for the time being.

His voice was trembling, but he still told everyone what happened before in an orderly manner.

".That's it."

"I think the sound should be somewhat disorienting and confusing."

"Because I clearly remember that the last thing I attacked was the door."

Davis rubbed his throbbing head and put his hand on the iron cluster.

Then, the iron cluster deforms like a fluid and condenses back into an iron ball.

Anros nodded, with no surprise in his ice-blue eyes.

it is as expected.
He already had a plan, he was just waiting.

Like the most experienced hunter, he lies dormant until the prey can no longer hold back and reveals its fatal flaw.

"There are two doubts."

Uno thought.

"One of them, according to what you said, the shadow monster obviously smashed the door and shouted, but in fact, we didn't hear anything."

"Most likely, it's your imagination."

Davis also nodded, his face solemn.

He can pull people into an illusion with just a few words, and he doesn't even realize it
This monster is not simple.

"The other one"

Uno raised a smile and said:
"That is, now, where is 'Teemo'?"

There were three floors in the cabin, and there were many empty rooms, so they all lived on the first floor.

at this time.

After hearing Davis's last shout, all the freshmen left their rooms and gathered around.

Except, the other protagonist of the incident - Teemo.

If the senior receptionist's description of the shadow monster is correct, the shadow monster needs to kill others before it can replace others.

That Timo, I'm afraid the situation is in danger.

"What's Teemo's room number?"

Another small group of freshmen, the three brothers, asked immediately, with excitement and nervousness mixed on their faces.

It was Anlos who responded to them.

Anros stretched out his hand and pointed to a closed room.

"Not a bad memory, little mute."

The three brothers said in a low tone and ran towards the room.

Anros didn't rely on memory to point out where Teemo's room was.

Rather, I actually “see” it.

He saw a blue, illusory figure sitting in front of the door, covering his face and sobbing.

And he was kicked by the three brothers who didn't see him.

so poor.

The corners of Anlos' mouth twitched and he walked with the others.

The door is locked.

However, when you get closer, you can smell the smell of blood coming out of it.

It had been covered up by the smell of Davis' blood before, so it wasn't noticed now.

"Aha!"

One of the three brothers, the tallest and strongest one, suddenly punched out and locked the head.

Suddenly, the metal doorknob broke and the solid wood door opened.

A strong smell of blood hit his face.

What caught everyone's eyes was a horrific scene.

Large areas of blood were splattered on the floor, walls, and even the ceiling.

People can't help but sigh that the human body can actually produce so much blood.

But, here's the weird thing.

"Why is there no body?"

Uno looked around and said.

Anros didn't say anything, and Uno, the tribal prince with his own leadership, took over the position of leader.

"There are only blood stains and no bitten limbs. It seems that the whole body was taken away. Could it be that the condition of the shadow monster pretending to be someone else is someone else's body?"

"It's so miserable to whip the corpse."

Hearing this, the undead squatting at the door cried even harder.

Anlos: "."

He secretly reached out and patted the dead Teemo on the head.

My palm passed through the shadow, and I felt only a hint of coolness.

The undead version of Teemo was stunned for a moment, then twitched his nose in emotion and raised his arms.

Pointing at Anlos' back.

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A gust of cold air rushed up Anros's back.

He paused, then slowly turned back without changing his expression, and saw the dark end of the corridor.

Then, the sound of hurried footsteps coming from far and near came from the stairs.

Their gentle senior, the usher who led them to the Wizard Tower, appeared in Anros's sight.

"What's wrong? I thought I heard someone screaming just now!"

Richard hurried over and asked, holding a lantern.

When he saw the tragic situation in the room, he exclaimed, with obvious intolerance and anger on his face.

"This is a brutal killing. It's so cruel."

He turned his head as if he couldn't bear to look directly, gritted his teeth and said.

Anyone who meets him must praise him as a good senior.

I really care about the new students.

Anlos looked on coldly, with a faint smile on his lips.

A cold air came from the side, and Anros glanced at the undead version of Teemo, looking angry and fearful.

【Help me. Help me avenge Anlos.】

With the blessing of the undead's favorability, Teemo asked Anros.

[You have triggered the side mission: Kill Richard and avenge Teemo]

【Do you accept the task? 】

There is a task, if you don't accept it, it will be for nothing.

not to mention.

Anlos originally had this intention, but it was just a matter of convenience.

After accepting the task, Anros nodded imperceptibly to Timo.

【Thank you Anlos.】

A pale but happy smile appeared on Timon's face, which was full of tears.

This young man, who was not yet eighteen years old and was just one step away from the extraordinary world, closed his eyes, and the blue figure gradually faded and disappeared.

the other side.

Richard was still looking annoyed, saying things like "I didn't expect that the shadow monster would really be attracted. It's all my fault."

"You have to be careful, the shadow monster will sometimes use various excuses to induce you to open the door."

"For example, the 'staycation' that Davis met, and the story, 'I have a gift for you.'"

As he spoke, Richard was like a close brother, reaching out to comfort the frightened Gulia.

But as soon as her hand reached halfway, Uno hugged her own sister, avoided Richard's hand, and said with a smile: "I know, we will be careful."

".Well, it's better to be careful."

Richard's hands froze in the air, and then he scratched his hair awkwardly, like an enthusiastic person whose kindness was rejected.

It didn't take long.

Outside the porthole window.

A ray of white light penetrated the clouds and mist, and fell on everyone in the solemn atmosphere.

Its daybreak.

——On the first night, one died and the other was injured.

(End of this chapter)