Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives

Chapter 776: The Haunted Forest [Part 4]

Villain Ch 776. The Haunted Forest [Part 4]

They were just about to resume their assault on the werewolf when suddenly, Allen made his move. With lightning speed and precision, he appeared behind the monstrous creature, his movements fluid and calculated.

In a crouched position, Allen’s focused gaze locked onto his target. "Rapid Attack." With a murmured incantation, he unleashed his skill, his blades becoming a blur as they sliced through the air with deadly accuracy.

The werewolf let out a guttural roar of agony as Allen’s blades found their mark, severing the monster’s tendons and shredding flesh. With each strike, the monster’s movements grew more erratic, its once formidable stance crumbling under the relentless assault.

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Allen could see the train of damage announcements appearing in front of him, but he decided to ignore them.@@@@

But Allen showed no mercy. With a swift and decisive spinning kick, he delivered a devastating blow to the creature’s legs, causing it to stumble and fall forward with a thunderous crash.

[You have kicked a werewolf by 232 HP!]

Seizing the opportunity, Allen wasted no time in capitalizing on the werewolf’s vulnerability. With a graceful leap, he landed atop the fallen beast, driving his blades deep into its neck with unyielding ferocity on both sides.

[Critical hits!]

Allen found they were staring at him in astonishment and he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of discomfort at the attention focused on him. His eyes darted nervously between his team, sensing their disbelief at what had just transpired. Clearing his throat awkwardly, Allen attempted to break the awkward silence that hung in the air.

"Uh, guys? Are you okay?" he asked tentatively, his voice tinged with uncertainty. He cringed inwardly, feeling self-conscious under their scrutinizing gazes.

Red_King, still trying to shake off his shock, was the first to speak, his voice tinged with awe. "That’s crazy. Seriously. I’m glad you’re not our opponent," he admitted, his words tinged with a mixture of admiration and relief.

Allen held his cringe. A modest smile tugged at the corners of his lips. It was ironic, of course, but Allen decided not to say anything.

"Thanks," Allen replied, his voice tinged with gratitude. "But trust me, it was nothing. Just a lucky shot," he added, attempting to downplay his role in the skirmish.

Bored Hunter’s incredulous words broke the tension, his voice laced with disbelief as he spoke. "Lucky shot? It looks like pure skill to me!" he exclaimed, his eyes wide with amazement. Despite his initial shock, there was a hint of admiration in his tone as he addressed Allen.

Father^Alex, who had been quietly observing the exchange, chimed in with a wry smile. "This isn’t my first hunt with you, but you managed to surprise me again," he admitted, his words a testament to the impressive display of prowess they had just witnessed.

Arcana took advantage of the moment to broach a more practical topic. Clearing his throat, he addressed Allen with a business-like tone. "You know, tell me how much do you want to make you join us. In real money terms," he proposed, his words carrying a hint of urgency.

Allen’s brow furrowed slightly at Arcana’s proposition, his expression thoughtful. However, soon, he shook his head resolutely. "Sorry, I’m still not interested," he replied firmly, his voice unwavering.

Red_King’s glare bore into Arcana, his expression a mixture of frustration and disappointment. However, Arcana merely shrugged in response, his demeanor nonchalant. "I just want to try my luck," he stated casually, his tone betraying little concern for Red_King’s disapproval.

Red_King decided to ignore Arcana and turned to Allen. "You know, if I were your guild leader, I’d tell you that you need to work with your team more," he began, his tone tinged with a note of admonishment. "But since I know you’re a soloist, I couldn’t say anything." There was a subtle undercurrent of disappointment in his voice.