Trash of the Count's Family

Chapter 684

His whole body got the chills, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured all over him.

Ancient Dragon Eruhaben looked away from the enemy in front of him and looked elsewhere.

It felt as if the darkness we call night absorbed all noise.

Everybody suddenly stopped moving after feeling… something. They all turned toward one place.

“…What… what the hell-”

Alberu Crossman’s eyes were observing the room with the bed he had been lying on until not too long ago.

The wall that had crumbled from an explosion was being covered by something red.

‘Dirt?’

The mud covering the rubble was oddly red.

It was not red like clay. It looked as if fresh blood was mixing in with dry blood. It was that kind of eerie red in color.

Something peculiar was flowing out of that red wall as well.

What was this thing?

Alberu soon found the answer.

Fear.

Or maybe terror?

No.

Was it dignity?

It was not a large amount of mana, a vicious aura, or even an explosive power, but… This abstract power was flowing out of the red wall, forcing all of Alberu’s senses to focus on it.

He couldn’t even think about that monster, the Lion Dragon, for a moment.

Drip.

A drop of sweat dripped down from his forehead. He was scared of that place.

An image popped up in front of his eyes, as if it was an illusion.

“…Mother.”

When his mother had been about to die…

No, while she was dying…

He recalled the moment he had to face that unavoidable disaster.

This red dirt, this wall that seemed to be made of blood, made him think of death.

His death. Or maybe someone else’s death.

Rumble- ruuuuuuuuumble-

The thunderbolts that were definitely the White Star’s were still roaring in the sky, but… They did not seem like much to Alberu right now.

Alberu heard something odd at that moment.

“…Weird… situation detected……”

‘Ah.’

Alberu finally remembered about the Lion Dragon. He remembered that he was on the battlefield.

He quickly jerked his head toward the Lion Dragon. He heard something odd once again.

“…Similar power… to master……”

‘…What?’

Alberu subconsciously stopped moving again after hearing the Lion Dragon’s words.

The only one that this monster would call master was the sealed god, the God of Despair. But the aura flowing out of this thing was similar to its master’s power?

He finally thought about something very important.

‘Did something happen to Cale Henituse?’

The Cale Henituse he knew was not someone who gave off an aura like this or had a power like this.

The White Star or the sealed god…

This power seemed more suitable for one of those two individuals.

‘No.’

The White Star. There was no way that this kind of aura would emanate from a crazy bastard like that.

This was not simple malice nor madness; this was something of a higher level, something instinctual. It also gave off a pressure that made everybody feel as if they should bow.

God.

Yes, that word seemed more suitable for this power.

Alberu Crossman looked at the Lion Dragon. The monster looked possessed as it stared at the red wall. The way it was tilting its head from time to time made it seem to be in quite the chaos.

Alberu looked toward his ally, the only other individual who was close enough to the monster to hear the Lion Dragon’s words.

The ancient Dragon and the crown prince…

The two of them could not say anything while looking at each other.

However, they had the same thought.

‘Cale Henituse is in danger.’

‘Something must have happened in there.’

This was not something that only the two of them were feeling.

“…Hoooo.”

Inside one of the many rooms within City Hall…

There was a man obediently sitting on a chair with his hands and feet tied up. The mysterious man, who currently looked like Hilsman, opened his eyes with an odd expression on his face.

“That’s quite the terrible stench.”

the three individuals

need to

full of magic circles. It was the only place full

Hong stood next to Raon, who was sweating bullets, and did not even pretend to

busy completing their

was someone who was so shocked that he couldn’t

Plop.

“Saint-nim!”

plopped down on the ground

“S, such power-!”

almost started praying to the

of enemy is the young master fighting that h, he

full of

could do for Cale, who was alone

had made up their minds to rush toward Cale

not look

Let’s

were Eruhaben and

needed to find out the identity of this red wall, not just because they

don’t need

Han came over with a confused Mila at

power is

“…What?”

earned a while back in the Stan March. This was the other earth attribute ancient power the White Star was

Han remembered how Cale had fought against the large red snake to

bit different from what he

has this

understand why Eruhaben was so

could increase the fear and terror inside us. However, it was not

mixed in with pressure was even worse than what they had

that power’s

the ancient White

believe that Cale-nim using the power

all silent for a

meant that at least it wasn’t the White Star or the sealed

they were still

unlucky bastard

about

they had long enough to feel that death was near… They couldn’t help but to have that

think everything will

quiet voice echoed

the only room that was not affected by the mana

someone

“Raon told me something.”

off after realizing that the White Star was pretending to be Deruth Henituse… He made a

Star without getting hurt. Cale-nim promised that to

of his gun toward the monster after hearing

Boom-!

suddenly moved,

Tang!

of the gun at the same

head over

in his mind as

change form. There should be no problem shooting bullets. New data has been analyzed with information from Ahn Roh

don’t we easily take

spun the gun in his hand

Your actions have

Click. Click.

The weapon changed.

spear that was taller than

Han was in front of him with his Black Yong summoned and

Baaaaang—!

Lion Dragon

Lion Dragon’s

don’t feel it

fearsome pressure that came flowing out

feel that aura

were sensitive to

That area…

red walls was

that it

was someone who knew that

the person

the hell

looked around. He looked pretty calm, but sweat was dripping down his mask from his

It was dark.

bed with the

luxurious chair that was destroyed in

The beautiful candle stick…

quickly swallowed up

Boom.

White Star stomped his

floor was as firm as a boulder. The gooey mud had turned into

not stomped his foot

so, despite

terrible and dirty aura of death was relentlessly pressuring

“Huuuuuu.”

if he was suffocating even though nothing was

Crackle-

crackled

“Cale Henituse.”

in this

Star started to

tried to get… The power to

that he missed out

However…

something you

Death.

in this world who remembers their death

White Star was already used to that

wasn’t that he didn’t feel

a living being’s natural instinct

he was able to overcome

as a necessary component for a greater goal, while

this kind of aura…this kind of

“I know.”

Cale calmly admitted it.

hear the Scary Giant

lacked the power to hunt things with their

is why they

weapon was a

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