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.
was dripping tears from both eyes but still viciously
Oooooo– oooooo–
teleportation magic circle so that he could teleport at any moment, gathered his black mana around his body and got in Sayeru’s
weak
“…Thank you.”
sharp noise that came from on
Baaaaaang!
the sound of
“…Ah……”
Sayeru staggered.
like glass and scattered into the air. Sayeru lost his mind for a moment seeing that the sculpture was
“…Fuck.”
Cale, he
down on the eighth
than the other sculpture he had
‘Fuck!’
He swore internally.
ominous feeling had been
that it was weird that the second sculpture broke so
Cale didn’t have much strength
The answer was simple.
because the seventh sculpture is stronger
the seventh was the one to break when Cale
“Cough!”
blood once again. Blood dripped down the side
on the eighth sculpture despite the
to
he took one
“Motherfucking bastards!”
the eighth sculpture with
before taking
No! Cale,
moment he tried to
“Gasp!”
Cale’s body staggered.
His fever was so hot
was at
realized
was at
“Increase the sacrifices!”
of the priests
‘The Dark Elves-!’
let any more Dark Elves
too many Dark Elves here who had not fought against Cale or the Mercenaries Guild to call
they were his enemies, he couldn’t
“Ugh!”
a terrible
it was not from
had shouted for them to increase the number of sacrifices… Had
At that moment…
Screeeeech- screeeech—- screeeeeech-
Cale’s ears. The screeching was so terrible that it even made him
lifted his
grey mouth was big enough to cover the entire sinkhole
screech was coming
Craaaack-
eighth sculpture that
was happening with
in what Cale felt was
“Kahahahahaha!”
maniacally as he
was as if Cale’s attacks would not matter
Ooooooong-
seen as the teleportation black magic circle underneath the
light and the blue gold smoke that came out
form of small sculptures,
‘They’re coming.’
headed to the Roan
to stop using
abilities, he could still use his ancient powers regardless of whether it burdened
fiery thunderbolt shot out
Pssssssssss-
before it could reach the
Screech- screech-
mouth had eaten
mana attack was
stop
continued to
‘Success!’
cries came out of the God of Despair…until that cry called forth the monsters…
eat anything
grey mouth is just a half-powered
as it was a ritual using a
was why Sayeru predicted that it would not work many times
was once. He just needed it to work one time, and although it was only a fourth
really
Cale that he
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 look red were
was time for him
Cale could
Cale, who couldn’t even tell
destroyed two sculptures as
even though his entire body broke
told me. They said it is time to bring
his head. He could see
as if he could not process what
seen Cale’s
to make a decision at
here and stop that first and eighth sculpture no matter what
who looked as if he could die at
quickly made his
had already given him
told me to immediately take
listen to
saving one person, saving Cale, was the most important thing in the world, even more
who gave Raon the chance to see the
forget the arms that carried him
“…Raon.”
go white to the point that he could only
blue eyes
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