Chapter 69: Whisper of the God of Love (Part Nine)
“What a joke.”
Muen looked at the man standing upright in front of him for the first time, and his lips couldn’t help but twitch slightly.
Before he came, Muen had already made many conjectures and mentally prepared for the worst. So he didn’t hesitate at all, rushing towards Eluka at the fastest speed, intending to end it quickly. It was supposed to be a success.
But the development of the situation still caught Muen off guard.
He hadn’t expected that this man, who had already been swallowed up by Eluka, could emerge again from that malformed mass of flesh and stand before him.
He didn’t seem to have become one of the hundreds of faces.
Most importantly, he seemed very powerful.
Indeed, from just that one move, Muen could tell that unlike himself, who relied on a few simple techniques, the man in front of him was a formidable warrior who had undergone real battles and rigorous training.
And such people were the ones Muen feared the most.
“Excuse me, sir, could you step aside for a moment? I have some private matters to discuss with your wife,” Muen said.
Muen rubbed his hands together, smiling cautiously at the man as he attempted to engage in conversation.
“Don’t worry, it’s just some wholesome topics about world peace and life ideals. It won’t have any impact on the harmony between you and your wife. So, could you please let me have a private chat with your wife?”
The man remained silent, his eyes devoid of any expression. Muen couldn’t even tell if he was being looked at, but the man showed no sign of stepping aside.
“Hehe, did you think I didn’t notice your little tricks, Mr. Muen?”
As Muen engaged in a fierce struggle with Eluka, she suddenly cast a mocking glance his way and sneered, “Though I don’t know what your purpose is, my intuition tells me I can’t let you run amok. Therefore, you might as well entertain my husband for a while.
By the way, my husband is a bona fide B-rank adventurer, and he’s one of the top-tier ones.”
“B-rank,” Muen’s heart sank.
According to the classification, B-rank adventurers were at least third-tier warriors, and often even stronger.
Because anyone who can climb up step by step as an adventurer is no pushover!
But come on, a newcomer like me, just stepping into the second rank, going up against a seasoned third ranker? Isn’t this kind of overpowered monster-slaying supposed to be a special service reserved for the protagonist?
Protagonist? Protagonist, help a bit here!
“How could… come and save me.” Muen chuckled self-deprecatingly.
Judging by the timeline, the current protagonist, Eleanor, is probably still training hard under the guidance of her big sister’s lingering spirit in the ring, aiming to suddenly impress everyone at St. Marika Academy .
So, he couldn’t rely on anyone but himself.
From the moment he made this choice, there was no turning back.
And…
“I don’t believe… that you’re still in a winning position!”
Muen shouted lowly, suddenly erupting like a predatory cheetah, pouncing fiercely towards the man.
Strike first, strike hard!
The two short knives in his hands slashed towards the man’s vital points from cunning angles.
Muen knew there was a gap in strength, so from the start, he went all out with a surprise attack!
“Die!”
The blades flashed like shadows, and the roar was like thunder.
And at this moment, the man finally reacted.
His eyes shifted slightly, seemingly locking onto Muen.
Facing the two short knives aimed at his vital spots, his expression remained unchanged.
However, his body slightly sank.
Then, Muen felt his vision blur for a moment.
It was as if a video suddenly dropped frames, with two completely different scenes, disjointedly merging into one another.
In one moment, the man was still motionless.
In the next moment, the man had already arrived in front of Muen.
Very close.
So close that Muen’s extended hands missed their mark with the two strikes, and instead, his wrist landed heavily on the man’s shoulder.
A wrist strike couldn’t inflict much damage.
The man took advantage of the momentum and pushed.
Muen’s hands went numb, and he almost couldn’t hold onto his knives.
“What—”
Muen’s eyes widened suddenly, horror-struck as he stared at the man mere inches away.
The man stared silently at him. In his pupils, which had lost their luster like still water, something flickered for a moment.
—In an instant.
Muen didn’t have time to do anything.
A slash was made, right at the moment when the old force had not yet dissipated, and the new force had not yet emerged.
And the numbness in his wrist prevented him from immediately withdrawing his hands to defend himself.
As a result, he left himself wide open.
The man reached out his hand and gently placed it on Muen’s abdomen.
His five fingers suddenly tightened.
He clenched his fist!
Boom!
Even before the fist was swung, a deafening roar erupted right next to Muen’s ear.
Muen instinctively lowered his head.
He watched as his abdomen visibly caved in.
Forming a neatly shaped semicircle.
Then, excruciating pain struck.
But before he could fully feel the agony, Muen felt everything spinning around him.
The man’s other hand grabbed his shoulder, twisting his waist and abdomen, then forcefully throwing him. Muen felt like a ragdoll, thrown out fiercely.
“Young master!”
An, who had been keeping an eye on the situation, immediately welled up with tears. Without bothering to deal with Eluka any further, all the metallic objects vibrated and rushed towards Muen’s direction.
“Hehe, Master, did you think I’d let you succeed?” Eluka sneered.
She no longer paid attention to Muen, because in her eyes, Muen didn’t stand a chance. So, she just needed to focus on dealing with her master.
Thus, the roles of offense and defense were reversed.
An manipulated the metal objects, rushing towards Muen frantically, trying to rescue the young master.
Meanwhile, Eluka focused all her attention on this side. Her deformed limbs writhed, and the hundreds of faces beside her wailed in unison, continuously colliding with the steel jungle.
…
“Cough, cough.”
Muen forced himself to sit up, feeling like a storm was raging inside his body. His organs felt pleasantly sore, as if he had just undergone a full-body massage.
After coughing a few times, Muen tried to expectorate something, but all he managed was a foul-smelling acidic liquid.
“Damn, he’s this strong?” Muen muttered incredulously under his breath.
He had thought that after being a dog for these few days, the man’s strength shouldn’t be in its peak state, and maybe he’d have a slight chance.
Now it seemed…
I was overthinking it.
Even if the man was truly off-guard, I, a half-baked adventurer, couldn’t hope to catch him off-guard.
“I need to think of another way.”
“I still can’t confront him head-on; I need to use the agility of Shadow Step.”
“Even if he can disrupt Shadow Step, that move should have a range.”
“I’ll circle around, use the metal channels An has constructed. Maybe I can bypass him.”
“But this means I won’t be able to end this quickly, especially since he threw me so far away.”
The idea of quickly settling the fight with Eluka, by creating distance again, shattered Muen’s hopes. This meant that getting close to Eluka again would be even more difficult.
“Damn it, what’s the point of saying all that? In the end, I’m still too weak!” Muen exclaimed in frustration, slamming his fist into the ground.
With his current strength, he couldn’t even provide redemption for Eluka. If the ground hadn’t been soft enough, he might have sustained serious injuries from being thrown so far just now.
Wait a minute.
The ground… soft?
That’s not right.
If the man wanted to throw him out, he would have thrown him directly onto the ground or towards the metal bridges far away from Eluka. But how could either the ground or the metal be considered soft?
Could it be…
Muen stared blankly at the “ground” beneath him.
It was slippery, secreting a nauseating slime. Underneath the transparent skin, black veins and wriggling flesh could be seen.
Of course, it was soft.
This was one of the largest limbs of the creature, which was extremely close to its body.
