I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 69 The resentful baby? Take them all! (Seeking for further reading)

This train is the umbilical cord?
They were going to his mother's belly?
Haha, do you still want to say hello to your unborn baby?

Amidst his sudden decline in reason, only one thought clearly came to Markul's mind:

"Anlos Tian! You hateful nightmare monster, what on earth did you do to my mother?!"

Macul roared angrily and raised his fist to hit Anlos in the face.

however.

Anlos just tilted his head slightly, causing his fist to hit the side of his face and fall into the air behind him.

Then, when Macul leaned forward due to inertia, his peripheral vision caught the sharp sword condensed in Anlos' hand.

Silver light flashed past.

"Pfft!"

The smooth sword surface reflected the head rolling in the air, as well as Macul's eyes that gradually widened.

【Ah ah ah ah! ! ! 】

The translucent bright red resentful baby screamed miserably, and its head hit the car wall and bounced to the ground.

That childish face was now twisted ferociously, full of anger and hatred, like an old man covered with wrinkles.

At the same time, next to Markul, the body of the resentful baby that had lost its head fell weakly on the carpet, waving its small fleshy arms and crawling towards its head.

On the wall of the car, translucent red resentful babies emerged one after another like mushrooms after the rain. Under the dim light, they glared at the two of them with malicious eyes.

Anlos: "Actually, I'm here to free you."

Resentful Infant: [Ahhh! 】

"Good."

Anros shrugged, and stabbed out his sword neatly, pinning the crawling headless body to the ground.

【Ah ah ah ah! ! ! 】

The resentful baby screamed even louder, and the atmosphere became more restless. It stared at Anros, wishing to tear him apart.

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Macul looked like a fool, with his mouth wide open and his face pale.

What happened?
At this time, a sword condensed in front of Markul. He caught it in a hurry and almost cut off his own finger.

Anlos: "Don't be dazed. This is not my nightmare realm. If you die here, you will really die."

As soon as the words fell, a resentful baby rushed toward Macul from the roof of the car!
"Wow!"

In extreme panic, Macul instinctively swung his sword.

The tip of the sword drew an arc in mid-air, like a hot knife cutting cheese, splitting the resentful infant in half at once!
Although there was no blood, Markul could clearly see the broken internal organs in the cross-section of the Resentful Baby's body.

"vomit!"

He couldn't help but retching.

Anlos exclaimed: "Not bad! There are two brushes."

Anlos rolled his eyes and immediately showed a weak and helpless expression, pleading pitifully:
"Then I'll have to rely on you. My body is weak and I can't deal with so many monsters~"

Hearing this, Macul was stunned.

Yes.

This is not Anlos' nightmare realm.

Even if Anlos had the power of nightmares, he would not be able to directly destroy these monsters.

Otherwise, why go to all the trouble to condense the sword?

Moreover, Anlos' current body is also very weak.

Even though I took the swordsmanship class for some unknown reason, I kept listening and only swung my sword a few times.

The more Markul thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case.

His back straightened up unconsciously, and a touch of confidence appeared on his face.

What he didn't know was that there was another thing called "reasonable distribution of physical strength".

Just like, don't waste bullets on mobs.

"I'm just doing it for my mother," Makur said gloomily.

"Okay, come on, my Lord Knight~" Anlos smiled and curled his eyes. "Don't call me that!"

Macul shouted, raised his sword, and slashed at the resentful baby.

Suddenly, broken limbs and broken arms were flying, and screams were repeated.

So reliable~
Anlos raised the corners of his lips. At this time, he didn't think Macul was in trouble anymore.

Glancing his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a face that was rapidly enlarging.

The distance was so close that Anros could see the capillaries under the resentful baby's translucent skin, as well as the sucker-like tongue in the grinning mouth.

"call--"

The tongue popped out and hit the car wall with a snap. When it was retracted, it tore off a piece of the yellow patterned wallpaper.

As a mob, the Resentful Baby has a very simple attack method, which is to suck people's blood like a leech.

Although the move is simple, it is quite difficult to deal with when a large group of them swarms.

Once he is grabbed and sucked blood, he will be stiff for three seconds.

At this time, other resentful babies also started to come up.

That scene, tsk tsk, was very spectacular.

Anros raised his foot and crushed the resentful infant's head with his hard leather boots. He looked casually at Macul, who was killing him, and secretly used the power of nightmare to help prevent him from being surrounded.

These scattered resentful babies are just appetizers.

Anlos had to save his appetite for the next main course.

"Woo——"

The loud and low whistle sounded, and the train began to slow down slowly.

Hearing the sound of the whistle, just like a devout believer hearing the church bells, all the movements of the resentful baby stopped, and their expressions showed a dull expression.

Then, as if they had been summoned, they passed through the car wall one after another and flew forward together.

"What happened to them?" Makur asked breathlessly, raising his sword.

"We have arrived in your mother's womb," Anlos' relaxed smile faded, and a touch of determination appeared in his eyes, "Let's go, the final battle is ahead."

Anlos held his sword and stepped off the train.

Macul didn't know why, so he had to follow.

"Paji."

Stepping out of the carriage, Markul stepped on a piece of soft and bright red meat.

The scene that caught his eye made Markul freeze on the spot.

——This is a cavity made of flesh. As far as the eye can see, there are squirming bright red flesh walls.

And standing in the middle, standing tall against the sky, was a fetus with an extremely large head, with a train connected to its abdomen.

It was obviously not fully developed yet, its fingers were still stuck together and its eyes weren't open.

Countless translucent red resentful babies burrowed into its head like tadpoles, trying to plant grass, leaving only strips of sucking tongues swinging out.

【Ah wow ah ah——! ! ! 】

A huge cry came from the fetus's grown mouth, and the surrounding flesh walls resonated with it, rippling in waves!

There was a buzz, and Markul felt as if his head had been hit by a heavy hammer, and blood was bleeding from his ears, nose, and mouth.

impossible!
There's no way they can beat this thing! ! !

Macul stumbled and fell. When he raised his eyes, he saw Anros, who was still standing beside him.

In those ice-blue eyes, I could see the burning fighting spirit.

"If you don't fight for three days, go to the house and uncover the tiles."

Anros sneered and bowed slightly.

Then, the whole person rushed out like a sword from a string!

With one strike of the sword, the long tongue was split into two pieces!
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Markul was stunned and couldn't believe his eyes.

What do you say about being "frail" and "completely lacking in fighting ability"? !

This strong and vigorous figure does not look like a sickly person at all! ! !
(End of this chapter)