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.
both eyes but still viciously glared
Oooooo– oooooo–
magic circle so that he could teleport at any moment,
weak
“…Thank you.”
noise that came from on top of the altar at
Baaaaaang!
the sound of a sculpture
“…Ah……”
Sayeru staggered.
seventh sculpture… It crumbled like glass and scattered into the air. Sayeru lost his mind for a moment seeing that
“…Fuck.”
Cale, he
had struck down on the eighth
even worse than the other
‘Fuck!’
He swore internally.
feeling
it was weird that the second
did that happen when Cale didn’t have
The answer was simple.
easily because the
much stronger than the seventh that the seventh
“Cough!”
Blood dripped down the
gaze was still focused on the eighth sculpture despite the
to
he took
“Motherfucking bastards!”
see Sayeru covering the eighth sculpture with his body. Sayeru looked terrible right now as
before taking another
Cale, don’t
he tried to use an ancient
“Gasp!”
Cale’s body staggered.
his head. His fever was so hot that his
at
realized his
was at that
“Increase the sacrifices!”
of the priests
‘The Dark Elves-!’
that he couldn’t let any more Dark
carriages. There were too many Dark Elves here who had not fought
if they were his enemies,
“Ugh!”
heard a
not from the
to increase the number of sacrifices… Had taken
At that moment…
Screeeeech- screeeech—- screeeeeech-
chilling noise that was much worse than anything he heard earlier pierced through Cale’s ears. The screeching was so terrible that it even made
lifted his head
grey mouth was big enough
terrible screech was coming from
Craaaack-
eighth
happening with
sculpture split in half in what
“Kahahahahaha!”
maniacally as he moved away from
was as if Cale’s
Ooooooong-
teleportation black magic circle underneath the altar
white light and the blue gold smoke
form of small sculptures, but
‘They’re coming.’
bastards were headed to the Roan
to stop using any
still use his ancient powers regardless of whether it burdened his body or not. That was why Cale
fiery thunderbolt shot out
Pssssssssss-
fiery thunderbolt disappeared before it could reach the
Screech- screech-
screeching grey mouth
mana attack was eaten by it
stop the cries
continued to
‘Success!’
the God of Despair…until that cry called forth the monsters… Nothing would be able to stop this ritual
eat anything that tried to do
mouth is
was a ritual
was why Sayeru predicted that it would not work
He just needed it to work one time, and although it was only a fourth of the original number, he
is really
seemed to be telling Cale that
At that moment…
“Motherf-”
Cale’s body staggered.
“Human.”
Raon supported Cale’s body.
looked down at Raon, who snuggled into his
eyes that made everything look red were
was time for
could
couldn’t even tell that his tears were drenching
you destroyed two sculptures as
even though his entire body
Han told me. They
raised his head. He could see Cale’s blurry
as if he could
never seen Cale’s eyes
needed to make a decision at
that first and eighth sculpture no matter what it
who looked as if he could die at any moment, and
quickly made his
had already given
me to immediately take you and run
listen to Cale’s
Cale, was the most important thing in the world, even more important than
Raon the chance to
forget the arms that carried him and took
“…Raon.”
as his sight continued to go white
dark blue eyes were
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