great-warnovel Chapter 455 The Demon Within
Chapter 455 The Demon Within
Chapter 455 The Demon Within
It was Drazco who made the first move, eager to get back at his opponent and prove himself.
Like a blur, he dashed off the terrace, but even faster was the mythical creature Upiel.
A bloodthirsty skeleton suddenly appeared behind Yashbik, its bony claws embracing him, generating a powerful suction force as if to drain the blood from the creature before him.
"Morana!"
The eldest sister's Winter Goddess arrived in response, a female spirit of death, carrying a chilling aura, who blocked the skeleton vampire's suction with her icy eyes.
Time passed, and the battle resumed.
After realizing what was happening, Yashbik immediately distanced herself from Upier behind her, and with a soft call, the half-deer, half-human forest sprite appeared beside her.
Angrily, it raised its front hoof and stomped on the floor, instantly unleashing a whirlwind of wild thorns that swept through the hall like a whip.
Viles moved like a phantom shadow through the flamboyant thorns. As the enemies struggled against the swirling plants, suddenly their weapons and clothes transformed into plush toys and restraints.
"Protect Levi and Metek!" Zorrian shouted, throwing away his submachine gun, which was now empty, and pulling out another one from his pouch—their most valuable piece of equipment.
Branislava, with two younger children, was surrounded by thorns, using a shotgun to repel the enemies who charged at her.
Metek and Levi were firing in bursts with pistols that had less recoil, while Lylek moved elusively among the enemy, appearing and disappearing like a ghost.
It keeps disrupting the situation.
Meanwhile, Rivi, who had not yet revealed her mythical nature and was also the youngest, clutched her diary tightly in her other hand, her face flushed.
It seems like something is brewing.
Bojan faced off against Drazko again, but this time the vampire was prepared. Even though Bukavac and the boy attacked from both sides, he still managed to handle the situation with ease.
Vampires possess physical abilities far exceeding those of ordinary humans, and this racial transformation is particularly well-suited to him, especially with Upiel at his disposal. As a result, he can now hold off Bojan and Bukavac alone without the help of a mythical creature, while Upiel also keeps Morana occupied, preventing the highly lethal goddess of death and winter from attending to other matters.
"Even now, they still want to capture him alive," Hermione commented.
The reason why the six children were able to overpower so many people was not only because their mythical species were powerful enough, but also because these blood servants and guards were strictly ordered not to attack vital parts and to capture them alive as much as possible.
This made their attacks hesitant and timid; some even lay down and withdrew from the battle after suffering only minor injuries.
"What a bunch of useless trash!"
The strict supervisor was criticizing him, and the next moment, the devilish Khabots jumped off the terrace, his three-meter-tall figure resembling a small mountain.
They pressed down on Zorrian, who was attacking.
The latter rolled away and escaped the danger zone.
But before he could make any further move, the large hand attacked him again.
"Viles!" Zorrian shouted.
The serpentine deity instantly returned to the rescue, its black poisonous mist blocking Khabotz's hand.
But then, eerie childlike laughter came from his huge wooden box.
"Zorian Chernobor!" the stern woman shouted from the terrace, her voice punctuated by laughter.
During the foggy moment, the boy instinctively paused, a look of fear appearing in his eyes.
At the same time, Veles in front of him also weakened and was slapped away by Khabotz.
"Do you also want to be stuffed into a box?" Supervisor Grimsell asked coldly.
In a daze, Zorian seemed to have returned to the research base where he was a child, back to the large dormitory where the experimental subjects lived together.
At that time, everyone's every move, including changes in thought, had to be written down daily and submitted in duplicate to the life supervisor.
They have fixed tasks every day: which books to read, which music to listen to, what activities to participate in, and what roles to play.
To keep one's mind and emotions within a certain range.
And in this process, children are always the most difficult to manage.
They always encounter all sorts of unexpected situations, and they always have their own thoughts and behaviors.
The person responsible for disciplining and punishing these behaviors was Grimsell.
Mild punishments included being whipped on the palms and buttocks with a cane; more severe punishments included solitary confinement, fasting, electric shocks, being stared at by Khabots, and being forced to ingest drugs.
Those children who repeatedly fail to improve and are deemed to have been abandoned by the assessment team will be put into the wooden box of the goat's hoof demon.
A living person, stuffed into a box containing mythical creatures, is truly gone, gone forever!
But the occasional terrifying laughter that came from inside always sounded like the voices of familiar children.
That was a terrifying legend that had always circulated among the test subjects; the children feared Supervisor Grimsell, the long-standing reign of terror.
Even after a whole year apart from her, Zorian still couldn't help but tremble when he heard her voice.
As for Khrushchev, the mythical creature that specifically targets disobedient children, his mere aura was enough to cause the mental defenses of the children deeply influenced by him to crumble.
"Branislava Moranova!"
"Bojan Vukovic!"
"Yashbek Tamilbulak!"
Grimsell called out three more names, and Khabots took a step forward, the bells on his antlers making a harsh, jagged sound.
The three people who were called trembled, and their mythical creatures also trembled.
Bojan was kicked away by Drazko and fell into the defensive circle of six players.
Their resistance weakened instantly, and the blood servants and guards tore through the thorns and began to slowly close in.
Morana was still stubbornly resisting Upiel, but the faint traces of blood were gradually eroding the frost, and she clearly couldn't hold on for much longer.
Only the two youngest, Levi and Metek, had not been under the supervision of the supervisor for very long, and even though the terrible woman called their names, the influence was still limited.
Lylek's feathers bristled and he screamed angrily. The pale green sound waves repelled the enemies that surrounded him. This time, it was the two younger brothers' turn to protect their older brother and sister!
"Khabt!" the middle-aged woman said coldly.
The enormous demon, emitting a dizzying sonic boom, stretched out its massive hand, about to grab Metek.
Zorian and the others fired their guns in vain, but could not harm him.
Boyang scrambled to his feet and charged at the demon despite his fear, but the demon knocked him to the ground with a single wave of its hand.
With nowhere to retreat, the girl was about to be grabbed by that large black hand.
The smallest Levi has finally completed his blend.
"Golem!"
A tender, childish call.
Immediately following, the entire old house shook violently.
The soil and rocks were loosening, the foundation seemed to be pulled away, and from beneath the earth, the part that originally led directly to the network began to collapse. A huge mud monster rose up from the ground next to the six people.
Correspondingly, the ground collapsed, and the center of the hall where they were located steadily sank while shaking. All the soil and rocks gathered together to form that terrifying mythical creature that was almost ten meters high and looked down on everyone.