The wind brushed against the cheeks.
Mu’en leaped down, as if to willingly jump into the embrace of the monster.
Eluka looked surprised as well; she stretched out her hand, like a gentle wife welcoming her lover home late at night.
It would have been better if she weren’t extending hundreds of hands at the same time.
“An!”
Feeling the timing was right, Mu’en shouted loudly.
And then, the sound of steel rang!
A forest of metallic thorns with a cold gleam rose from the ground and suddenly plunged into the monster’s body.
Countless sharp blades intertwined and swirled, cutting through every inch of the deformed flesh, the colliding blades vibrating against each other, forming a symphony that represented iron-bloodedness and death!
It was akin to a spiked iron battle chariot crashing into a mass of pure flesh; the monster’s twisted body was immediately torn open in several ghastly cracks!
“Ah—”
Eluka screamed.
But there was no pain in her tone.
Rather, it sounded more like excitement.
She twisted her face embedded in the flesh and blood, looking at the maid controlling the steel not far away.
“Master, you really have returned, haven’t you?”
“Mm, I have returned, Eluka.”
An exhaled gently.
She crossed her hands over her abdomen and stood up straight.
Just like a perfect maid.
She gazed unwaveringly at Eluka, who had almost shattered her mental defenses not long ago, watching those hundreds of faces wailing and expressing love.
This time, her gaze was resolute.
“I’m here to save you.”
“Huh, I feel like there’s something different about you, Master. Is it just my illusion?”
Eluka pondered for a moment and then chuckled.
“Never mind, that’s not important. I just need to know you’re my Master.”
“Master, you’ll accept my love, right? After all, you understand me, don’t you?”
“I love you, Master!”
Hundreds of faces roared together, the sound waves spreading, even vibrating the steel.
The deformed flesh writhed again, and those ghastly wounds healed within just a few breaths.
New flesh spread and grew along the steel, like rust or a colony of fungi; the corroded steel would soon lose its original properties and turn to useless dust, scattering in the wind.
An’s gaze deepened slightly; new steel coalesced beside her, then once again faced the twisted monster.
The monster lunged without hesitation.
A new round of clashes began.
Like a fight between monsters, irreconcilable and endless.
On the other side.
Mu’en stepped onto the bridge forged of steel, racing towards the location of Eluka’s head.
Before him, sharp blades spun, slashing at those continuously growing and spreading deformed limbs.
But no matter how much the blades cut, there would always be a few fish that slipped through in the face of the nearly endless number of deformed limbs.
In the presence of such a terrifying quantity, even a single fish slipping through could be suffocating.
Many limbs reached out from different angles, seemingly sealing off Mu’en’s escape route entirely, grabbing towards him.
Several faces looking this way grinned sinisterly, as if they could already foresee the moment of new blood food merging with themselves.
Love must be shared, and so must pain, right?
How could it only make us become this way?
“It seems I’ve been underestimated after all.”
Mu’en chuckled self-deprecatingly.
Clearly, he was the one who led the monsters, yet at this moment, Eluka’s attention was still on An.
Only a few faces were directed towards him, hardly considering his presence.
But isn’t that good?
No, that’s absolutely wonderful!
Simply far beyond expectations!
Sneak in quietly; no shooting is allowed.
The strategy he hadn’t even dared to imagine, in some sense, was realized by Eluka’s obsession with An!
Mu’en grinned, laughing silently.
He clenched his hands as if in a virtual grasp.
An, who had been keeping a sliver of awareness on this side, responded as if they were connected, and a thought flickered.
A pair of curved short blades appeared in Mu’en’s hands.
These were the weapons he had arranged with An in advance.
He had noticed that when using a machete, compared to the lightweight dagger that was more suited for a woman, he was more capable with a weightier short blade.
Moreover, the design of the short blade wouldn’t influence the effectiveness of his dagger fighting technique!
This was simply a WIN-WIN situation!
“Take this, Lightning Whirlwind Slash!”
Mu’en leaped up, the blade’s light intersecting like shadows, slashing at the deformed limbs extending towards him.
Blood splattered.
The blades forged by An were extremely sharp.
The cage built from numerous limbs was instantly sliced open by Mu’en, creating a gap.
New limbs surged forth to fill the gap.
But it was already too late.
Shadow Step!
The powerful stride of the ultimate assassin was once again on display, as Mu’en transformed into a barely visible afterimage, bursting through the gap.
Indeed, just as he said, he could only use these three moves now.
But it was so effective!
Who wouldn’t love a nearly no-CD blink?
As long as he wasn’t interrupted by martial techniques or other methods like the Scar-faced Man before, this move was invincible in terms of agility!
But you, a deformed monster tainted by an Evil God, how could you use martial techniques against me?
Mu’en smiled sinisterly in his heart.
Once the gap in the limbs was opened, no one could block his steps anymore.
He swiftly advanced, soon nearing the monster’s abdomen where Eluka’s head was located.
Just a little more!
Mu’en’s eyes brightened; with about two more Shadow Step jumps, he could completely reach the area where Eluka’s head was!
“Just wait, Eluka, let me…”
His arrogant laughter was abruptly cut off.
A warning sign suddenly flared!
Amidst the mass of deformed limbs, a completely different arm emerged, like a bizarre anomaly among a bunch of normal people.
No, amidst all those deformed limbs, the so-called anomaly was, in fact, normal.
It was a normal arm.
Sturdy and powerful.
Muscles as solid as a coiled dragon.
It aimed its palm at Mu’en, fingers suddenly curling.
Like mimicking some wild beast’s claws.
And then, in that instant, a thunderous bang erupted from between its fingers!
Mu’en immediately felt his brain buzz.
A terrifying shockwave crashed directly into his chest.
He couldn’t help but let out a muffled groan.
His internal energy surged.
The Shadow Step he was about to use was forcibly interrupted!
“What the hell?”
Mu’en halted his retreat, staring incredulously at that arm.
Martial techniques!
It was actually martial techniques!
And they were even more profound than the Scar-faced Man’s before!
If he was silenced and couldn’t perform, he’d accept it, but how could a blink be directly interrupted?
Huh? Huh?
League of Legends tech masters?
Come explain the principle!
“Woof.”
Just as Mu’en’s mind was wildly spiraling due to the shock, he suddenly heard a familiar bark.
“No way…”
In his dazed gaze.
The muscular arm drooped, its broad palm pressed against the writhing flesh, and then suddenly raised.
A figure Mu’en recognized climbed out from the flesh, supported by the arm.
In an instant, Mu’en recognized him.
It was the man who had been turned into a dog.
Eluka’s husband.
He was entirely naked, still adorned with those ridiculous “accessories.”
But the moment he stood before Mu’en, his aura was entirely different from before.
This was no dog, but a fierce beast.
