Trash of the Count's Family
Chapter 647
‘There are three sculptures left now. There’s the first sculpture and the eighth sculpture…’
The third was the sculpture of the seventh unranked monster in Cale’s hand.
‘I must destroy the seventh and eighth sculptures!’
Those were the two strongest monsters.
Furthermore, Cale did not have any data on them as he had never faced them before.
Numerous thoughts flew through Cale’s mind in a short period of time. However, hot breath came out of his mouth every time he took a step and he was having trouble breathing.
It felt as if his senses were slowly fading away.
“Ugh.”
However, Cale continued to move.
He had an ominous feeling after the second sculpture crumbled so easily.
Craaaaaaack-
The sculpture of the seventh monster in his hand cracked a little more. Red smoke was starting to seep out from the crack. It was as red as blood.
One step.
Cale’s eyes recorded everything as he took another step forward.
It recorded the destroyed sculpture of the second unranked monster on the ground. The sculpture that had been dyed grey returned to its original color on the ground.
The eerie smoke that used to come out of the cracked areas was no more.
Crunch.
Cale stepped on that sculpture and moved forward.
He was looking at the eighth sculpture.
He headed toward the strongest unranked monster.
“Huff. Huff.”
He was having trouble breathing.
After having used, ‘Instant,’ his brain had overloaded, and he did not have the strength or focus to use ‘Record’ or ‘Embrace.’
Unlike the other sculptures, a holy white light was coming out of the cracks on the eighth sculpture.
It felt as if he had seen this color somewhere before, which made him scared.
That’s right.
His heart was beating extremely wildly just because he saw the white light flowing out.
“Huff, huff.”
Cale raised both hands.
His entire body was shaking.
The eighth sculpture… He couldn’t even fathom how long it took him to get in front of it. It felt like an eternity to him, but it would have only been an instant for the others.
– Cale! Y, your body right now-
– You should only use the Vitality of the Heart! The moment you use anything else…! Ah, damn it, I don’t know!
– …Shit. Your plate! Cale, don’t use any ancient powers nor other abilities! Forget breaking, your plate is going to melt!
– You crazy bastard! Why would you use an ability like this?! Do you want to die?!
The ancient powers were unable to hide their anxiety and screamed at Cale.
But even their voices sounded extremely far away to Cale.
Oooooong- oooooong- ooooooong-
All he could hear was the buzzing noise that let him know that his condition was not normal.
Squeeze.
The sculpture of the seventh monster in his hand moved toward the eighth sculpture.
It was at that moment.
“You crazy bastard! Noooooo!”
Cale could see a bright light heading toward him. He immediately cast his shield.
– Cale! Don’t use anymore ancient powers!
Baaaaaang!
Cale could faintly hear the Super Rock’s shaking voice and the loud explosion.
He turned his head.
Sayeru, who looked like a devil, was screaming and charging toward him from the direction the light spear had come from.
“Stop him!”
“Aaaaaaah! Kill him!”
The Bears, Arm members, and numerous other enemies approached Cale from all around the circular altar to kill him.
But none of them were as angry as Sayeru.
“I will at least kill you!”
‘HOW?!’
Sayeru could not understand how Cale Henituse managed to get on top of the altar in an instant. It looked as if Cale Henituse was moving at a different speed for an instant.
Once he saw Cale Henituse destroy one of the sculptures…
He became scared.
This was the first time he was scared of Cale Henituse.
A fear even greater than his anger made Sayeru rush to kill Cale.
Sayeru had a light spear in his hand as he charged toward Cale Henituse, who was barely standing. He swung his arm toward the crazy bastard who was covered in numerous injuries and blood.
Baaaaang!
“…This stupid Dragon bastard!”
Unfortunately, a small body got in Sayeru’s way.
dripping tears from both eyes but
Oooooo– oooooo–
cast a teleportation magic circle so that he could teleport at any moment, gathered his black
heard Cale’s weak voice at that
“…Thank you.”
sharp noise that came from on top of the
Baaaaaang!
was the sound of
“…Ah……”
Sayeru staggered.
glass and scattered into the air. Sayeru lost his mind for a moment seeing that the sculpture was completely destroyed to the point that he couldn’t
“…Fuck.”
for Cale, he
down on the eighth sculpture with
the seventh sculpture broke even worse than the other sculpture he had broken moments
‘Fuck!’
He swore internally.
feeling had been
that it was weird that the
did that happen when Cale didn’t have much
The answer was simple.
so easily because the seventh sculpture is
that the
“Cough!”
blood once again. Blood dripped down the side
was still focused on the eighth
to destroy
he took
“Motherfucking bastards!”
sculpture with his body. Sayeru
before taking another
No! Cale, don’t
he tried to
“Gasp!”
Cale’s body staggered.
was so hot that his head felt like it
at
realized his
at
“Increase the sacrifices!”
the priests
‘The Dark Elves-!’
let any
many Dark Elves here who had not fought against Cale or the Mercenaries
they were his enemies, he couldn’t let them
“Ugh!”
heard a
not from the Dark
shouted for them to increase the number of sacrifices…
At that moment…
Screeeeech- screeeech—- screeeeeech-
much worse than anything he heard earlier pierced through Cale’s ears. The screeching
lifted his
big enough to cover the entire sinkhole
coming from
Craaaack-
shot out from the eighth sculpture
was happening
in half in what Cale
“Kahahahahaha!”
he moved
was as if Cale’s attacks would not matter
Ooooooong-
smoke could be seen as the teleportation black magic circle underneath
gold smoke that came out of the two
taking the form of small sculptures, but that of
‘They’re coming.’
bastards were headed to the
told you to stop using
still use his ancient powers regardless of whether it burdened his
thunderbolt shot out toward
Pssssssssss-
thunderbolt disappeared before it could
Screech- screech-
grey mouth had eaten
mana attack was eaten by it as
stop the cries of the God
continued to laugh
‘Success!’
eerie cries came out of the God of Despair…until that cry called forth the monsters… Nothing would be able to stop this ritual until the monsters were completely summoned
eat anything that tried to
grey mouth is just a
as it was a ritual
Sayeru predicted that it would not work many times against Cale
He just needed it to work one time, and although it was only a fourth of the original
really the
Cale that he could not stop
At that moment…
“Motherf-”
Cale’s body staggered.
“Human.”
Raon supported Cale’s body.
Raon, who snuggled into his chest to support
eyes that made everything
was time for
could not do
couldn’t even tell that his tears were drenching his
destroyed two
though his entire body broke down in
told me. They
raised his head. He could see Cale’s blurry
as if he could not process what was
Cale’s eyes
make a decision
stay here and stop that first and eighth
take Cale, who looked as if he could die at any moment,
made
already given him the
told me to immediately take you
to listen to Cale’s
was the most important thing in the world,
who gave Raon the
could never forget the arms that carried him and took him
“…Raon.”
white to the point that he could only
blue eyes
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