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.
black Dragon was dripping tears from both eyes but
Oooooo– oooooo–
at any moment, gathered his black mana around his body and
weak voice
“…Thank you.”
from on top
Baaaaaang!
was the sound
“…Ah……”
Sayeru staggered.
his mind for a moment seeing that the sculpture
“…Fuck.”
Cale,
had struck down on the eighth sculpture with
broke even worse than the other sculpture
‘Fuck!’
He swore internally.
feeling
had felt that it was weird
happen when Cale didn’t
The answer was simple.
sculpture crumbled so easily because the seventh sculpture is stronger
stronger than the seventh that the seventh was the one to
“Cough!”
Blood dripped down the side of
was still focused on the
need to destroy
took
“Motherfucking bastards!”
the eighth sculpture with his body. Sayeru looked
flinched before
Cale, don’t use
he tried to use
“Gasp!”
Cale’s body staggered.
his head. His fever was so hot that his head felt
at
realized his
at
“Increase the sacrifices!”
the
‘The Dark Elves-!’
that he couldn’t let any more Dark Elves
many Dark Elves here who had not fought against Cale or the Mercenaries Guild to call them all his
his enemies, he
“Ugh!”
a
not
priest who had shouted for them to increase the number
At that moment…
Screeeeech- screeeech—- screeeeeech-
that was much worse than anything he heard earlier pierced through Cale’s ears. The screeching was so terrible that it even made him forget
his head
big enough to cover the entire sinkhole
screech was coming
Craaaack-
shot out from the eighth sculpture that Sayeru was
happening with
in half in what Cale felt was
“Kahahahahaha!”
as he moved
was as if Cale’s
Ooooooong-
smoke could be seen as the teleportation black magic circle underneath the altar
smoke that came out
not taking the form of small sculptures,
‘They’re coming.’
headed to the Roan
Cale, we told you to stop using any
his ancient powers regardless of whether
fiery thunderbolt shot out toward
Pssssssssss-
that fiery thunderbolt disappeared before it could reach the white
Screech- screech-
screeching grey mouth had
was eaten
human stop the
to laugh
‘Success!’
of Despair…until that cry called forth the monsters… Nothing would
anything
grey mouth is just a
it was a ritual
that it would not work many times against Cale
to work one time, and although it was only a
really
be telling Cale that he
At that moment…
“Motherf-”
Cale’s body staggered.
“Human.”
Raon supported Cale’s body.
down at Raon, who snuggled
eyes that made everything look red
was time for him to
could not do
to Cale, who couldn’t even tell
destroyed two sculptures as you
word even though his entire body broke down in the
and Choi Han told me. They said it is
his head. He could see
if he could not process what
Cale’s eyes looking like
to make a decision at this
that first
looked as if he could die at any moment, and
made his
had already given
to immediately
to listen
important thing in the world, even
Raon the chance to
the arms that carried him and took him out
“…Raon.”
to go white to the point that he could only see a small
blue eyes
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