Chapter 11.3: Super Regeneration (2)
“This, this guy was the rumored…?”
Khan opened his mouth and murmured.
A giant snake that was said to be spotted in the northern mountains.
But it didn’t matter at all whether this guy was the subject of the rumor or not. Because it’s dead.
Who killed it?
I looked around.
As I looked for traces as I did a quick sweep of the nearby ground, a strange scene of fallen trees was reflected.
Zwik.
A faint sound echoed in my ears for a moment.
The ground shook with the eerie sound that seemed to stimulate life’s instinctive fear.
The overgrown bushes on one side collapsed, and something huge came toward us. Still, no one could move.
Coo coo coo.
Before long, the overwhelming presence raised its body and cast a shadow on the ground.
Both Asher and Khan looked at ‘it’ with shocked faces.
[Lv.90]
It was a huge, dark snake.
It would not be strange to say that it was not a snake but a dragon, a snake that was definitely gigantic enough to make the dead giant snake seemed like a newborn baby snake.
I was well aware of its identity.
Bellevagorah.
One of the named bosses of the Demon realm.
The first thing I thought of when I heard the story of the giant snake, but I honestly believed that it would not be in a place like this.
Why the hell are you here?
The answer to the question came right away.
This was the five years into the past before the game started.
It hadn’t moved to the demon realm yet.
That’s right… if that was the case, then it actually made sense. I just never imagined that the giant snake of the rumors would really be this guy.
Zwik.
A huge, torn pupil came out and scanned the other two.
It was as if it was contemplating which food to try first.
Khan had a face that seemed like he would faint at any moment, and Asher was no different.
Far from preparing for battle, her face turned white, and I could see that the hand holding the sword hilt was shaking. Just like a frog before a snake.
Is this… ‘Fear’?
Some monsters had a kind of ‘Fear’ ability that caused extreme fear and panic in weaker targets. Bellevagorah was one of them.
No matter how strong Asher was, there was no choice but to be greatly influenced by the ‘Fear’ of the opponent with a much higher level.
Even if one fought in perfect condition, they wouldn’t be able to run properly when there was no chance of winning.
Because I had the [Soul of a King], ‘Fear’ did not affect me.
Still, it didn’t change that the situation was the worst.
How could I quickly become out of luck?
I promised to take a certain risk, but it’s already a crisis like this. I seriously wanted to laugh at this dumbfounding situation.
…As long as I could touch it somehow.
I knew I had no choice but to survive in this situation.
I only needed one contact.
It would be the end if I died from being crushed by that gigantic body before I had the time to activate my skill. But he had no choice but to risk his life.
I walked slowly towards Bellevagorah.
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An overwhelming size that left one speechless.
It was absurd that she didn’t even feel its presence, even though I was right next to it.
Asher knew for the first time at this moment that such a gigantic creature existed in the world.
She also instinctively felt that even if she fought it with all her might, she could never win.
No, she couldn’t even fight right now.
I can’t move my body…
My breath stopped just by facing it. It’s hard to even lift a finger.
She gnashed her teeth and resisted ‘Fear’. She did everything in her power to straighten out the fighting spirit that was about to be broken.
But she still couldn’t pull out her sword.
The fear that engulfed her from the depths of her heart couldn’t be shaken off, no matter what.
All she could do was feel hopeless and helpless and desperately raised her magical power to free herself from the bondage.
It was then.
The sound of footsteps breaking the silence.
Her eyes widened.
The Seventh Lord was slowly approaching the monster.
With a light step like as if this terrible pressure had no effect on him.
The monster tilted its head and slowly lowered its head.
The slightest movement raised wind pressure and made the ground tremble.
It was as if it was wondering why there was a prey that could move casually.
A distance close enough to touch if you stretch out your hand.
The Seventh Lord standing right in front of the monster looked like he was in danger, as if it would suck him in if it opened its mouth and breathed in.
The Seventh Lord slowly reached out his hand.
To Asher, it was a calm gesture that did not contain any murderous intent or energy. And the moment his fingertips touched the monster, he smiled and said softly.
“Did I look like your prey?”
….Cooooong!!!
The huge body of the monster collapsed with a huge vibration.
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