I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 70 Specially treats naughty children (please follow up)
【Ahhhhh——! ! ! 】

The fetus's sharp wail resounded throughout the entire abdominal cavity, and tentacle-like tongues swung out, opening the top suction cup like a giant snake, waving in the air, blowing strong winds!

Just looking at it, Macul felt a tremor welling up from the bottom of his heart.

Let alone raising the sword, even standing up was difficult.

Anros, on the other hand, had a completely different expression.

The white hair flew behind his head, the corners of his mouth were grinned, revealing strong white teeth, and there seemed to be bright flames burning in his ice-blue eyes!

The beautiful and pale face of Tian's young master was now full of excitement and madness for the battle!

call--

Anlos' figure flew through the air like a flying swallow, and the silver sword in his hand shone, reflecting the tongues strangled from all directions.

If the banshee in the forest can dodge dexterously on the ground, then the tongue in mid-air has nowhere to hide!

However, Anlos, who had been diligently cutting leeks for half a month, could not be the same.

"Level 10 swordsman skill, [Battle Frenzy]!"

With a soft drink, time slowed down in Anlos' eyes.

The tongues that were originally fast and terrifying suddenly became as slow as a turtle crawling, and their movement trajectory was clearly presented in Anlos' eyes.

【Battle Fever Level 1】

[Effect: After use, you will enter a state of flow, and enemy attacks will slow down, lasting 8 seconds]

A tongue pierced from the left side, and Anlos turned around, his back brushing against the translucent red surface and the raised purple blood vessels.

Follow the trend and raise the knife with your hand.

The blade sliced ​​smoothly into the tongue, splitting it in two.

Immediately afterwards, Anlos twisted his body again, his smooth body lines were extremely graceful, and he easily dodged the two tongues drawn from the other side, as if he was dancing with death.

The tongues criss-crossed in mid-air, like a dense network.

However, as the silver light flashed, they were all broken into several pieces.

They fell from mid-air like falling feathers, giving them a weird sense of holiness.

Eight seconds later.

Anros landed.

"Pap-ta-ta-ta-"

Countless broken tongues fell to the ground like rain, falling around Anros and the Marks.

I saw that the huge fetus' head had been cut by a lawnmower, leaving only sections of the tongue with smooth edges.

what happened?
Macul was completely stunned.

He looked at Anlos as if he were looking at a novel species, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.

Too strong!

They are not at the same level as the freshmen like them.

No, even among the upperclassmen of Nymeria Academy, there are probably few who can compare to Anros.

Just this determination and madness to face evil without fear is enough to crush everyone.

He actually thought that Anlos could do nothing if he left the nightmare realm. Markul felt his cheeks were extremely hot, as if he had been slapped.

【Ahhhhh——! ! ! 】

The fetus cried miserably, and large drops of tears flowed from its closed eyes, hitting the ground and burning bloody holes!
"It's the second stage~"

Anros licked his lips. The erosion made his brain throb, but it also made the blood in his body boil.

Quick fight.

Anros glanced out of the corner of his eye and suddenly opened his fingers!

In an instant, a majestic coercion swept out from Anlos' body and swept in all directions!

Even the crying of the resentful baby stopped for a moment. At this moment, Markul's hair stood on end, he held his breath unconsciously, and looked at Anlos blankly.

Could it be that this monster is finally going to attack him?
"Clap!"

A teardrop that was originally going to hit Markul was deflected by the power of nightmare.

It fell not far from Macul, corroding the ground into a bloody pit and emitting white smoke.

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Macul's eyes widened, and an incredible thought came to his mind:
Could it be that Anlos Tian was protecting him? !

Tears poured down, and soon the entire chamber was filled with reddish smoke, filled with a smell of rust mixed with rotten eggs.

There were potholes everywhere, like a beehive, but only the place where Anros and Makur were was intact.

To protect one more person, the effort you put in is exponentially greater.

However, Anlos never thought of letting Markul turn into bones.

The most fundamental reason and purpose for all wizards to fight against nightmares and kill monsters is to save others.

Even if Anlos ultimately wanted to save his own body, he couldn't just let others die.

At this time, the blue flames burning in Anlos' eyes shone brightly in the hazy mist.

The second stage of the resentful infant aggregation is a large-scale acid rain attack.

The correct approach is to quickly climb up the resentful baby's fleshy arm and get into the crying mouth.

"But, now there is an easier way~"

Anlos chuckled, and his bloodshot eyes made the smile look a bit eerie.

He waved his hand and the sword disappeared.

Open your hands, and then pull them to both sides!

At the same time, the fetus's mouth seemed to be opened by invisible hands, and its grin became even wider. The dark mouth looked like a crawling tunnel.

【ah--! ! ! 】

The sharp wails hit the brain directly. Anlos poured the power of nightmare into the fetus, and streams of blood flowed from his ears.

Makur went even further. He vomited and collapsed on the ground.

"Bring it to you!"

Anlos gritted his teeth and let out a low growl. He dug his hand into the fetus's throat, grabbed something, and then yanked it out——

I saw a small lump of resentful baby that was tangled together like a root and was forcefully pulled out of the mouth!

This is the "heart" of the resentful infant.

After the "heart" was pulled out, the fetus's cries gradually weakened, the tongue that pierced the scalp peeled off, and the bulge quickly subsided, leaving only circular red marks.

About two minutes later.

The fetus gradually fell asleep and regained the peace and tranquility that an unborn baby should have.

Only now did Makur finally realize that the "giant" several meters tall in front of him was his brother or sister.

It was his upcoming family.

If Anros goes on a killing spree, he can definitely kill it.
Macul looked at Anros with complicated eyes, a sense of shame and regret slowly rising from the bottom of his heart.

Anlos looked at the "carrot heads" that had been pulled out and said, "Stop staring at me. Your enemy is not me, but those crazy cultists."

【Ah ah ah! 】

Fear allowed the resentful babies to regain some consciousness, and their roars and struggles weakened a bit.

"Let's make a deal." Anlos raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes gleaming with coldness, "You condense the 'essence of the soul' for me, obediently put down your obsessions and return to the embrace of the Styx."

"I will kill all those cultists for you."

"How about it, poor little guys?"

(End of this chapter)