I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 27 Anlos is weak, pitiful and helpless
After a while, Louis raised his head and looked at Anlos in confusion: "Then, what should we do?"

"It's very simple," Anlos chuckled, "Of course I take advantage of the perfect opportunity to enter the guild, kill monsters and level up."

Enter the book? Kill monsters? Leveling up?

The series of nouns that suddenly appeared from Anros made Louis a little confused.

Before he could figure it out, he saw Anlos jump off the portrait, spin around and draw out the thin sword at his waist, and suddenly hit the tree trunk!
"Crack!"

Suddenly, dark brown paint spurted out and splashed on the white snow!
The next second, a sharp roar shot up from above!
Louis looked up in horror and saw the oil painting of an old woman on the tree, angrily getting out of the canvas!
The ravines were as ugly as crumpled rags, indicating its extreme anger.

"You, what are you doing?!" Louis screamed, his eyes widening.

He was stunned for just a second, why did he suddenly enter the battle? ? ?

"Kill monsters."

Anlos said matter-of-factly.

However, he only struck out with one sword, and after drawing out the [Portrait] monster, he stepped aside, leaving the battlefield to his portrait.

He has already experimented. The skill [Soul-bearing Thread] can feed the experience gained from the portrait back to him.

It's equivalent to unilateral team formation.

It can be said that he is a very capitalist.

【Ugly than! Tear your face off! 】

The portrait holding "Anna"'s face roared excitedly and bloodthirstyly, stretched out his pale and thin arms, and tore open the face of the old woman in the oil painting with one claw!
【Ah ah ah ah! 】

Listening to the beautiful screams, "Anna" felt that the paint all over her body was flowing comfortably.

The emotions that had been oppressed by Anlos for a long time were finally released in the fight, showing the violent inner side of a nightmare monster.

One after another, the portraits were awakened, roaring and stretching out their upper bodies, crawling down from trees like spiders, and rushing towards "Anna".

The snow was flying, rising like white sand, and was splashed with puddles of mixed dirty paint.

Looking at "Anna"'s crazy appearance, Louis felt a chill coming from the bottom of his heart.

And Anlos, who could make such a monster obedient, made him dare not think too deeply.

"What are you still doing?"

The soft voice of the fearful man sounded at this moment. Louis shuddered suddenly and looked at Anros in fear.

"There are more and more monsters. Quickly draw your sword and fight. I am not in good health and have no strength."

After the words fell, the portrait of "Anna" who was fighting suddenly staggered, and his face was scratched by a claw.

Regardless of the pain, it stared at the delicate Anlos in disbelief, and slowly typed a question mark:
Why don't you listen to what Ning is saying?
Louis suddenly understood.

Yes!

Anros's power probably comes from that terrifying portrait. He himself has no abilities!

Louis felt his confidence returning vaguely.

With a crashing sound, he pulled out the steel sword, shouted loudly, and with all his strength, he swung the steel sword towards the oil painting woman who was rushing towards her!

Then it was shot empty.

"call!"

Louis fell directly into the snow.

"Ugh."

A slight sigh passed through the chaotic roars around him and reached Louis' ears.

He hurriedly raised his head and looked back, and what he saw was the picture of Anlos, who was "in poor health", decapitating a woman in an oil painting with a sword.

The white-haired boy's face was pale, his cheeks were red from the cold, and his wrist was so slender that it was doubtful whether he had enough strength to lift the sword.

However, with this kind of wrist, he wielded the shining silver sword with a heart-stopping sharpness——

Behead with one sword!
【Ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! 】

Along with the shrill scream, the beautiful head of the woman in the oil painting flew out.

The long brown hair flew in the air and fell into the snow with a thud, flowing out large swaths of paint.

Anger distorted its beautiful face, but Anros has always been kind and would not give its enemies too many opportunities to experience negative emotions.

With a flip of his wrist, the thin long sword flew through the air like a flying swallow, splitting the headless body in two.

Even the canvas underneath was torn, and there was no chance of survival.

The next second, the separated head and body suddenly collapsed and melted, turning into pools of paint that stained the snow.

Louis: ".?"

Ok?
It seems, something is wrong?
Immediately afterwards, Louis saw at a glance that another oil painting was climbing down the tree trunk behind Anlos!
"careful!"

Louis shouted, hurriedly getting up with his sword.

As soon as he took a step, Anlos turned sideways, and the sharp claws of the oil painting scratched his clothes.

It was only a little bit close, but still not caught.

Immediately afterwards, Anlos raised his sword lightly, and the blade slid along the oil painting that could not restrain its inertia.

"Pfft!"

A long crack appeared on the extremely beautiful oil painting, like a scar. "I'm weak."

Anlos said, raising his hand to chop off the head of the painting.

"I'm pathetic and helpless."

Anlos said, raising his sword to pierce the canvas amid a shrill wail.

"so."

Anros flicked the blade, and thick paint splashed onto the snow.

He complained in distress: "Can you please stop disturbing my rest?"

All around, there was silence.

The river of dirty paint and broken frames almost melted the snow.

Louis: "."

At this moment, he felt that he was a complete idiot for standing there blankly holding up his sword.

Do you think this is called weak, pitiful and helpless? !
Do you call this physical weakness and extreme weakness? !

The oil painting monster must be avenged even if he dies! ! !

Louis looked at the broken limbs and remains on the ground and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

What kind of monster did he provoke?
Now, Louis knew why Anlos was able to conquer that terrifying portrait.

Because Anlos is scarier than the portrait.

"I am so tired."

Anlos pursed his lips and glanced at the portrait. The portrait immediately came over and helped Anlos sit on him.

"."

Louis looked at Anlos indescribably, as if he had eaten a fly but couldn't spit it out.

[Defeat the portrait of the forest banshee x 6]

[Experience bonus for killing "Anna" portrait]

[A total of 35 experience points were obtained! 】

not bad.

Anros nodded with satisfaction.

It was more experience than he had gained from swiping mobs for a week in his nightmare.

This copy is really good.

Anlos was even a little reluctant to leave.

But at the same time, his health dropped to 43%, and he was exhausted.

"Now, what are we going to do?" Louis asked cautiously.

Anlos closed his eyes and whispered two words: "Rest."

OK.

Those who didn’t know better thought they were here for camping.

Louis could not enjoy the attentive service of the portrait. He could only squat on the stone miserably, exhaling and rubbing his hands, waiting anxiously.

Anlos took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, skillfully conjuring up a picture of a fisherman in his mind. With the flick of the fishhook, his senses immediately unfolded.

Meditating in a nightmare world that does not belong to you is actually very dangerous.

But Anlos couldn't help but want to try it.

A large amount of elemental energy - colorful mayflies - gathered in the air, and with sufficient nutrients, they crowded together like sardines.

And Anlos, the "shark" eating at the buffet, had a rapid increase in health.

In the distance, a majestic and terrifying energy shot straight into the sky like a chasm.

Even though he was just "looking" from a distance, Anlos felt a palpitation and fear in his heart, and his whole body felt numb.

Suddenly, a pair of eyes opened in the void.

The amber-like pupils that had accumulated over thousands of years reflected Anlos' insignificant figure.

"Uh!"

In an instant, Anlos suddenly came out of his meditation!
My brain was tingling like needles, and in an instant, my whole body was soaked in cold sweat!
[Erosion increased by 30%! 】

Just a glance at those amber eyes made Anlos almost go crazy.

"Ha ha."

Anlos gasped for air to calm his heartbeat.

After a long while, he looked down at the portrait and said in a homely tone:

"Hey, I think I saw your former master."

　Cute new guy rolling around, please collect it~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)