Villain Ch 274. Battle of Jealousy Part 1

Mac and the rest of the team fought relentlessly, pushing through the horde of monsters that encircled them. Their weapons sliced through the air with precision and power as they engaged in a desperate struggle for survival. Mac swung his sword with skill and determination, cleaving through the ranks of enemies with each decisive strike. Greg, wielding his massive grand ax, unleashed devastating blows that sent shockwaves through the battlefield.

The archers, their eyes focused and hands steady, let loose a flurry of arrows that found their mark with deadly accuracy. INeedAHotGF used his Fire Bolt skill, conjuring flames that engulfed the surrounding monsters, reducing them to ashes. Gil, his dual daggers a blur in his hands, danced gracefully amidst the chaos, striking swiftly and silently.

Player_Eater, with his loyal Mandragora companion, fought side by side, using the creature’s fierce attacks to their advantage. The air crackled with energy as spells were cast, arrows soared, and blades clashed. Each member of the team showcased their abilities and skills, determined to reach Yora’s side and rescue her from the devil emperor.

The battle raged on, the intensity escalating with every passing moment. The world around them blurred as they fought. Their bodies bore the scars of numerous wounds, a testament to their unwavering resolve and the price they were willing to pay. .

With no healer among them, their injuries took their toll, making each strike more challenging and each movement more laborious. Potions offered temporary relief, but they knew that in the midst of such a fierce battle, any lapse in focus or carelessness could prove fatal.

Amidst the chaos, their eyes would occasionally flicker towards Yora, who stood at a distance, engaged in conversation with the devil emperor. Yora’s unease was palpable, and it fueled their urgency to reach her side.

The battle raged on, desperation hung in the air like a heavy fog. Mac felt the weight of the situation pressing down upon him. Sweat trickled down his forehead as he surveyed the chaotic scene, his mind racing with strategies. His voice, filled with urgency, cut through the din of battle.

“Keep pushing forward!” Mac shouted, his voice laced with determination. His eyes scanned the battlefield, searching for any opening they could exploit.

Gil swung his daggers with fierce determination. Between strikes, he let out a strained breath. “This is insane, Mac! How can we get her?”

“We’ll fight our way through this, no matter what,” Mac let out a crazy order.

“What the heck?! Are you crazy?!” Lord*Hunter voiced his objection.

andasnovel.com Arrow_Master, his voice tinged with panic, shouted over the cacophony of battle. “We can’t keep going like this! The monsters are overwhelming us. We need a plan, and fast!”

Mac’s voice cut through the panic. “We need to regroup and find a way to break through their encirclement. We can’t afford to lose focus now. Stay strong!”

INeedAHotGF, his hands ablaze with fiery magic, added with urgency, “Let’s give everything we’ve got!”

“Good!” Mac grinned, his voice strained with determination, and issued a command, trying to elevate their spirit. “Listen up, everyone! We’ll fight together as one. Push forward with everything you’ve got!”

His words resonated through the group, bolstering their spirits and fueling their determination. They tightened their grip on their weapons and fought with renewed vigor, channeling their fears and frustrations into each strike, enduring their pain. They moved together as one. With that, they broke through the siege.

But as they advanced, their path was blocked by a formidable obstacle—the doppelganger. Standing before them, it sneered, a cruel mockery of the devil emperor they sought to defeat. His appearance was similar to the devil emperor.

“Let’s play…” the doppelganger taunted in the same voice as the devil emperor’s. Even the tone and his fighting style were the same as his.

Mac and the others tightened their grip on their weapons, their determination unwavering. They shared a silent understanding, an unspoken vow to fight until their last health bar. The sight of the doppelganger standing before them, an embodiment of their greatest adversary, fueled their resolve to the brim.

“Leave him to us, Mac. And save Yora,” said Arrow_Master, raising his bow, determined to make a way for Mac.

Greg, who heard about it, immediately understood that Mac would become Yora’s hero again. And he wouldn’t let it. “I’ll come with you, Mac. You can’t face the emperor alone,” he reasoned.

“I’ll also come with you,” said Player_Eater and INeedAHotGF. They also wanted to be Yora’s heroes. At least dying in front of Yora when they tried to save her sounded cooler. It would increase their value before her eyes.

“So, we will be the bait? Great!” Lord*Hunter grumbled.

“C’mon,” Gil completely ignored his complaint.

In accordance with their plan, Gil, Arrow_Master, and Lord*Hunter charged at the Doppelganger. But the plan didn’t go smoothly as the Doppelganger decided to use his black lances to block Mac and the others, leaving them no choice but to fight it.

The intensity of the battle reached new heights. Swords clashed, axes swung, and arrows flew through the air. The group fought with relentless ferocity, their movements fueled by a mixture of fear and anger.

But when the battle just started for a few seconds, a voice pierced through the chaos of battle.

“I will handle them, Doppelganger,” the emperor declared, his voice laced with arrogance.

The doppelganger, obedient to its master’s whims, immediately complied, leaving Mac and his team bewildered.

They were sure that the emperor’s sudden change in behavior was not a sign of mercy or a change of heart. There was something more sinister at play, and their instincts told them to remain on guard.

Once the doppelganger retreated, the emperor’s grip gripped around Yora’s neck, forcing her closer. The atmosphere grew tense, a palpable mixture of fear and anticipation. Mac and the others watched with a mix of concern and anger.

Yora, struggling to breathe, managed to gather enough strength to speak. “Why are you doing this?” she gasped, her voice laced with pain.

The emperor’s eyes gleamed with a twisted amusement. “Oh, don’t worry, Lil’ kitten. I simply want you to fulfill your purpose. Buff me.”