Villain Ch 331. The Mummy King

They were all petrified, their bodies frozen in place as the haunting voice echoed through the chamber. The ominous tone sent shivers down their spines, and their hearts pounded in their chests. Slowly, they turned their heads, their eyes fixed on the origin of the voice that seemed to seep from the very darkness itself.

In the dim light, a pair of bloodshot eyes glowed with an eerie intensity. The eyes were embedded in the ancient wrappings of a mummy, its body cloaked in shadows. The Mummy King had arrived, and an aura of malevolence surrounded the monstrous creature.

“You know, I think what the forum said about The Mummy King being a handsome monster is true,” Alice commented, her voice tinged with an unexpected hint of amusement. Her eyes remained locked on the Mummy King, even as her companions exchanged surprised glances.

“Just be careful, this is a high-level boss monster,” Bella warned, her eyes narrowing in focus.

It was they who gave Allen the idea to defeat the Mummy King and bind him with his contract. The mere mention of the boss monster’s name had sent ripples of excitement and curiosity through the gaming forum. As players speculated about its appearance and abilities, a tantalizing rumor emerged—the possibility that The Mummy King might be a handsome and enigmatic creature. Even though none of the players had ever encountered that boss monster, some had heard his voice. It was just that most of them died from his lethal attack before they saw his form.

In the face of the unknown, Allen couldn’t help but cringe at the thought of what they might encounter. He glanced at his companions, who were practically buzzing with excitement. “Wait… so you really hope that the Mummy King is handsome? I thought you guys were kidding,” he protested, trying to conceal a hint of amusement.

Larissa, her crimson eyes glinting with curiosity, chimed in with an earnest tone. “Well, curiosity must be completed, you know?”

The Mummy King’s red eyes seemed to bore into their very souls, and for a moment, they held their breath as the boss monster’s laughter echoed through the chamber. The enigmatic figure remained shrouded in darkness, its form obscured by the faint glow of its bloodshot eyes. But from the silhouette that emerged, it was clear that the Mummy King’s body shape was not much different from theirs.

The Mummy King’s laughter reverberated through the chamber, and Bella couldn’t help but quip, “Why does his laughter remind me of Allen?”

Allen shot her a playful glare, his mischievous nature not lost even in the face of such danger. “Oi, don’t talk about a person in front of himself,” he retorted, though a hint of amusement danced in his eyes.

Alice couldn’t resist adding to the banter, her own playful tone tinged with a hint of sarcasm. “So, you prefer to be talked about behind your back?” she teased.

Amidst the lighthearted exchange, Larissa’s crimson eyes remained fixed on the Mummy King. Her instincts as a strategist took over, and she whispered to her companions, “Get ready, guys.”

Once The Mummy King’s laughter subsided, a sinister smile crept across his face and stopped. It raised a withered hand, and in an instant, the stone floor before them transformed into a treacherous, thick green pool of poison. The once solid ground dissolved into a hazardous and noxious swamp, seething with malevolence.

Their eyes widened in alarm as the acidic pond surged toward them. Its toxic fumes billowed, threatening to engulf them in its deadly embrace. Instinctively, they leaped backward, their hearts pounding with a mixture of fear and adrenaline.

As they leaped to dodge, a new threat emerged from the Mummy King. Rotten bandages, infused with dark energy, shot forth from the creature like malevolent tentacles, reaching out to ensnare them. The bandages swarmed through the air with sinister intent, their movements almost serpentine as they sought to bind and immobilize their prey.

Their hearts pounded in their chests as they realized the true danger of the Mummy King’s attack. The bandages moved with a malevolence of their own as if driven by a dark will that sought to engulf and subdue all who dared to challenge their master.

Without hesitation, they summoned their weapons.

Allen summoned his Nightmare Sword. The weapon was a black blade engulfed in a dark and ominous aura. It seemed to draw in the very essence of the shadowy realm. It was cursed, and anyone struck by it would suffer the dire consequences of that curse. Allen knew its power well and was cautious in its use. Its malevolent force could drain his Demonic Power, sapping one point per minute. For this reason, he reserved it for facing only the most formidable foes.

You have equipped Nightmare!

With fierce determination, Allen swung his sword in a wide arc, the dark aura surrounding it extending and crackling with raw power. The sword sliced through the air like a scythe, and as it made contact with the rotten bandages, a shockwave of dark energy erupted. 𝒃𝒆𝙣𝒐𝒗𝙚𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝒎

The rotten bandages that had almost bound them were obliterated, disintegrating under the force of Allen’s strike.

“Bella!” Allen ordered.

“I’m on it!” Bella responded without hesitation.

With a swift motion, she unfurled her feathery fan, its delicate feathers shimmering in the dim light of the chamber. The wind around her seemed to respond to her call, picking up in intensity as she channeled her power into the fan. The gusts grew stronger and stronger, swirling around her in a cyclonic dance of air and energy.

Bella waved her fan forward, directing the forceful winds toward the Mummy King. The bandages that had once threatened to bind and suffocate them were now at the mercy of the powerful gusts, they were sent flying back toward the Mummy King.

At the same time, Alice stood with her staff held high, the dark crystal at its end pulsating with power. A surge of dark magic emanated from the crystal, spreading outwards in a mesmerizing display of ethereal energy.

The poisonous pool that had threatened to consume them began to change before their very eyes. The noxious green liquid churned and bubbled, its acidic fumes dissipating as Alice’s magic took hold. The once treacherous poison pool was transformed, its toxic properties neutralized, and the surface of the liquid turned into an ordinary stone floor.

The Mummy King’s deep, raspy voice echoed through the air, its shock evident as he addressed them. “Oh… you are quite strong, are you?” he remarked, his words tinged with both surprise and curiosity.

Slowly, the Mummy King began to move forward. The girls held their breath in curiosity. They wanted to know if The Mummy King was indeed a handsome monster like his voice.