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.
tears from both eyes but still viciously glared
Oooooo– oooooo–
teleportation magic circle so that he could teleport at any moment, gathered his black mana around his body and
weak voice
“…Thank you.”
another sharp noise that came from on top of the altar
Baaaaaang!
sound
“…Ah……”
Sayeru staggered.
and scattered into the air. Sayeru lost his mind for a moment seeing that
“…Fuck.”
for Cale,
the eighth
sculpture broke even worse than the other sculpture he had broken moments
‘Fuck!’
He swore internally.
ominous feeling had
was weird
happen when Cale didn’t have much
The answer was simple.
because the seventh
the seventh that the seventh
“Cough!”
once again. Blood
gaze was still focused on the eighth sculpture despite
to
moment he took one step
“Motherfucking bastards!”
the eighth sculpture with his body.
flinched before
Cale, don’t
moment he tried to use
“Gasp!”
Cale’s body staggered.
was so hot that his head felt like
was at his
finally realized his
was at that
“Increase the sacrifices!”
the
‘The Dark Elves-!’
he couldn’t let any more
the empty carriages. There were too many Dark Elves here who
they were his enemies, he couldn’t let them die
“Ugh!”
heard a
was not from the
to increase the number
At that moment…
Screeeeech- screeeech—- screeeeeech-
earlier pierced through Cale’s ears. The screeching was
his head
enough to cover the
was coming
Craaaack-
out from the eighth
happening with the
half in what Cale felt
“Kahahahahaha!”
as he
Cale’s
Ooooooong-
be seen as the teleportation black magic circle underneath the altar
the blue gold smoke that came out of the two sculptures
form of small sculptures, but that
‘They’re coming.’
bastards were headed
to stop
powers regardless of whether it burdened his body or not. That was why Cale could
shot out toward the white
Pssssssssss-
that fiery thunderbolt disappeared before it could reach the white
Screech- screech-
screeching grey mouth had eaten
strong mana attack was
a mere human stop the cries
continued to laugh
‘Success!’
the God of Despair…until that cry called forth the monsters… Nothing would be able
would eat anything
this grey mouth
as it was a ritual
that it would not work
was once. He just needed it to work one time, and although it was only a fourth of the original number, he had successfully
really the
to be telling Cale that he could
At that moment…
“Motherf-”
Cale’s body staggered.
“Human.”
Raon supported Cale’s body.
down at Raon, who snuggled into his chest
everything look red were
time for
could not do
Cale, who couldn’t even tell that his tears were drenching his
you destroyed two sculptures
kept his word even though his entire body broke down in
and Choi Han told me. They said
He could see
could not process what
Cale’s eyes looking
needed to make a decision at
here and stop that first and eighth sculpture no matter what
if he
quickly made
given
told me to immediately take
decided to listen to Cale’s
important thing in the world, even more
gave Raon the chance
carried him and took him
“…Raon.”
sight continued to go white to the point that he
dark blue eyes were
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