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–
had cast a teleportation magic circle so that he could teleport at any moment, gathered his black mana around his body and got in
heard Cale’s weak voice
“…Thank you.”
from on top of the altar at the
Baaaaaang!
was the sound of
“…Ah……”
Sayeru staggered.
air. Sayeru lost his mind for a moment seeing
“…Fuck.”
for Cale,
the eighth sculpture with
even worse than the other sculpture he had broken
‘Fuck!’
He swore internally.
ominous feeling
that it was weird that
Cale didn’t have much strength
The answer was simple.
so easily because
was so much stronger than the seventh that the seventh was the one to break when
“Cough!”
blood once again. Blood dripped down the side
on the eighth sculpture despite
need to destroy
moment he took one step
“Motherfucking bastards!”
covering the eighth sculpture with his body. Sayeru
flinched before taking another
Cale, don’t use
to
“Gasp!”
Cale’s body staggered.
His fever was so hot that
was at
realized his
at
“Increase the sacrifices!”
the
‘The Dark Elves-!’
thought that he couldn’t let any
too many Dark Elves here who had
his enemies, he couldn’t
“Ugh!”
a
not from
increase the
At that moment…
Screeeeech- screeeech—- screeeeeech-
than anything he heard earlier pierced through Cale’s ears. The
lifted his
mouth was big enough to cover
screech was coming from
Craaaack-
from the eighth sculpture that Sayeru
happening
in what Cale felt was
“Kahahahahaha!”
maniacally as he moved away
Cale’s
Ooooooong-
smoke could be seen as the teleportation black magic circle
blue gold smoke that came out of the
taking the form of small sculptures, but that of
‘They’re coming.’
headed to the Roan
to stop using
he could still use his ancient powers regardless of whether it
fiery thunderbolt shot out toward the white
Pssssssssss-
fiery thunderbolt disappeared before it could reach
Screech- screech-
mouth had
strong mana attack was eaten
a mere human stop
continued to
‘Success!’
the God of Despair…until that cry called forth the
despair would eat anything that
mouth is just
as it was a ritual using a sealed
that it would not work many times against
once. He just needed it to work one time, and although it was only a fourth of the original number,
is really
to be telling Cale that he
At that moment…
“Motherf-”
Cale’s body staggered.
“Human.”
Raon supported Cale’s body.
Raon, who snuggled into his
everything look red were
was time for him to
Cale could not do
even tell that his tears were drenching
destroyed two sculptures as you
kept his word even though his entire body broke down in the
crown prince and Choi Han told me. They said it is time
He
could not
had never seen Cale’s eyes looking like this
make a decision at
stay here and stop that first and eighth sculpture no matter what it
looked as if he could die at
made
had already given
immediately take you and
to listen
saving one person, saving Cale, was the most important thing in the world,
was the one who gave Raon
never forget the arms that carried him and
“…Raon.”
into Raon’s eyes as his sight continued to go white to the point that
dark blue eyes were
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