Chapter 68: Whisper of the God of Love (Part Eight)
The wind brushed against their cheeks.
Muen leaped down as if willingly diving into the arms of a monster.
Eluka’s face lit up with surprise. She reached out her hand, like a tender wife welcoming her beloved home in the dead of night.
If only she hadn’t extended hundreds of hands at the same time.
“An!”
Feeling that the timing was about right, Muen shouted suddenly.
And then, the steel rang out!
The metal thorn forest, glinting with a chilling light, surged from the ground and slammed violently into the monster’s body.
Countless sharp blades intertwined and stirred, cutting through every inch of deformed flesh. The colliding edges of the blades trembled against each other, composing a symphony representing iron, blood, and death!
It was as if a spiked steel tank had collided with pure flesh. The monster’s malformed body was instantly torn open by several hideous gashes!
“Ah—”
Eluka screamed, but there was no pain in her tone.
Instead, it seemed more like excitement.
She twisted her face embedded in the flesh, looking towards the maid controlling the steel not far away.
“Master, you’ve indeed returned, haven’t you?”
“Yes, I have returned, Eluka.”
An breathed a sigh of relief.
She clasped her hands together in front of her abdomen, standing with her back perfectly straight.
Just like the perfect maid.
Unflinchingly, she gazed at Eluka, who had almost completely shattered her psychological defenses not long ago, gazing at the hundreds of faces expressing love through their cries.
This time, her gaze was resolute.
“I’ve come to save you.”
“Huh, I feel like there’s something different about Master this time, is it just my imagination?”
Eluka hesitated for a moment, then chuckled.
“Never mind, it doesn’t matter. All I need to know is that you’re my Master.”
“Master, you’ll accept my love, won’t you? After all, you understand me, don’t you?”
“I love you, Master!”
Hundreds of faces roared in unison, their sound waves spreading out, even causing the steel to tremble.
The deformed flesh writhed once more, the hideous wounds healing within just a few breaths.
Fresh flesh grew and spread along the steel, like rust or fungus. The corroded steel quickly lost its original properties, turning into useless dust and scattering in the wind.
An’s gaze grew slightly heavy. New steel condensed beside her, then once again confronted the twisted monster.
The monster also lunged forward without hesitation.
A new round of confrontation began.
It was like a battle between monsters, relentless and unending.
On the other side,
Muen stepped on the bridge forged of steel, rushing towards where Eluka’s head was located.
Before him, sharp blades whirled, cutting through the constantly growing and spreading deformed limbs as if mowing grass.
However, no matter how the blades cut, in the face of the enormous and almost endless growth of deformed limbs, there would always be some slipping through the cracks.
In the face of the horrifying numbers, even a small oversight was suffocating.
From various angles, numerous limbs, as if completely sealing off Muen’s retreat, reached out towards him.
Several faces looking in this direction grinned wickedly, as if they had already foreseen new bloodshed, the moment they merged with themselves.
Love is meant to be shared, isn’t pain the same?
How could they only let us become like this?
“It seems I’m still underestimated,” Muen chuckled self-deprecatingly.
Even though he was the one who had attracted the monster’s attention in the first place, Eluka’s focus was still on An at this moment.
Only a few faces were watching him, as if they didn’t consider him a threat at all.
But, wasn’t this a good thing?
No, it was more than good! It was beyond wonderful!
Sneak into the village quietly, let the gunmen take the lead.
The strategy that he wouldn’t even dare to think about before was somehow realized, in a sense, by Eluka’s obsession with An!
Muen grinned silently, his hands clenched in anticipation.
With a telepathic connection that had been paying attention to this side all along, An’s mind stirred.
A pair of curved short knives appeared in Muen’s hands, weapons he had requested An to help him craft in advance.
He had noticed it when he used the machete before. Compared to the delicate dagger that was more suited for a woman, he was more adept at wielding the powerful short knives.
Moreover, the design of the short knives wouldn’t hinder his proficiency in dagger combat!
This move was simply a win-win situation!
“Take this Lightning Cyclone Slash!”
Muen leaped up, the blades in his hands crossing like shadows, slashing at the deformed limbs constantly extending in front of him.
Blood splattered everywhere.
The blades forged by An were extremely sharp.
The cage constructed by numerous limbs was cut open by Muen in an instant.
New limbs followed, trying to fill the gap.
But it was too late.
Shadow Step!
The powerful strides of the Desperate Assassin once again manifested as Muen’s figure transformed into an almost imperceptible blur, surging out from the gap.
Indeed, just as he had said, he only had these three moves for now.
But dang, were they effective!
Who wouldn’t love a Flash with almost no cooldown?
As long as he wasn’t interrupted or disrupted like Scarface was before by martial arts or other methods, this move was invincible in terms of agility!
But you, a malformed monster tainted by the evil god, surely can’t match me in martial arts!
Muen smirked inwardly.
After the gap in the encirclement was opened, no one could stop his advance anymore. He quickly pushed forward, soon closing in on the monster’s abdomen where Eluka’s head was located.
Just a little more!
Muen’s eyes lit up with joy. With only about two more Shadow Steps, he would be able to completely approach the area where Eluka’s head was!
“Wait for it, Eluka, let me—Huh? Huh? Huh?”
His arrogant laughter was cut short.
A warning sign suddenly emerged!
Amongst that pile of malformed limbs, there appeared a distinctly different arm, as if a freak occurrence in a crowd of normal ones.
No, amidst a heap of deformed limbs, the so-called freak occurrence was actually the normal one.
It was a normal arm.
Robust, powerful.
Muscles as sinewy as coiling dragons.
It aimed its palm at Muen, and the five fingers suddenly curled.
Like imitating the claws of some wild beast.
And then, in that instant, thunderous roars erupted from between the fingers!
Muen suddenly felt a buzzing in his brain.
A terrifying shockwave, from an unknown source, collided head-on with his chest.
He couldn’t help but grunt.
His qi and blood surged within him.
The Shadow Step he was about to use was abruptly interrupted!
“What the heck?”
Muen halted his retreating figure, his eyes filled with horror as he looked at that arm.
Martial arts!
It was really martial arts!
And it was even more profound than Scarface’s earlier ones!
If he couldn’t use it because he was silenced, he could accept that. But can Flash really be interrupted like that?
Huh? Huh?
League of Legends technical expert?
Come out and explain the principle!
“Woof.”
Muen, whose mind was wandering due to the shock, suddenly heard a familiar bark.
“No way…”
In his dazed gaze.
The robust arm hung down, its broad palm resting on the writhing flesh, then it suddenly lifted.
A familiar figure to Muen, supported by the arm, crawled out from the flesh.
In an instant, Muen recognized him.
It was the man turned into a dog.
Eluka’s husband.
He was completely naked, still adorned with those ridiculous “decorations.”
But at this moment, as he stood before Muen, his aura was completely different from before.
This was no longer a dog.
But a fierce beast.
