Cheat Awakening

Chapter 273: Chapter 273. Demonic Velvet

"Khe-ah-sha Vuh-roth Ah - ⚕ᚨᚠᚖ????."

"Please, for God's sake, tell me it is only my imagination, and this sound didn't come from behind us," Myne hearing a demonic incantation warped through some eldritch echo chamber, mingling with a guttural laughter that scraped against his sanity right behind him, with trembling legs, asked Alban in a crying voice, he already closed his eyes in fear.

Alban's strained smile betrayed the terror in his eyes as he replied, "I wish I could say it was, Brat, but sadly, we are not so lucky, and... It is not your imagination... We are f*cked up again." Like Myne, his face was turned towards the wall, back defenselessly facing the thing behind them. All the hair on his body had already stood up, and he tightened his grip on his battle axe, ready to fight.

"Can you understand what that thing behind us is speaking?"

"Only fragments," Alban admitted, his gaze fixed on the wall in front and mind was on the thing behind them. "And what I understand... I don't recommend you hear its meaning."

"Then no need to translate, but..." Myne's heart hammered against his ribs, "Although I already know the answer, for my inner peace, please tell me this voice is not familiar, and I am just overthinking."

"Brat, I know you are scared, but there's no use hiding. We both know the truth. Now, brace yourself. We fight, or we die, and I don't have any desire to die without f*cking any beauty..."

A heavy sigh escaped Alban's lips, "Forget it, you are completely useless. Listen, according to my past experience, they relish fear. They'll wait, savor the terror before striking, once we turn back, that thing behind us will immediately attack us. Currently, it is waiting to give us a surprise.

I don't know why those damn things like screaming at people in this way before killing them, but they just like it. Anyway, so here is the plan: we both turn around at the same time, making it confused and attacking it instantly without giving it a chance to react.

If it is your wife, then we will either knock it out or give it a tranquilizer before bringing it to the hideout and doing some research on it. Although I don't think there is much hope but still let's give it a try."

Alban stood confidently, clutching his axe with both hands, prepared to turn around fearlessly and face the unknown enemy behind them. Opposite him, Myne, aware of what awaited them as soon as they tried to pivot, entertained thoughts opposing Alban's plan. An idea struck his mind like lightning.

"Okay, on my 3 count, we both turn around simultaneously. You attack with your axe, and I'll shoot a fireball. Got it?" Myne inquired, activating his defensive skills.

"Got it. Start counting," Alban responded. "It seems like we're taking too much time; that thing is getting impatient," he worriedly reminded Myne. The entity behind them had stopped talking her weird chanting and now panting heavily, like a beast about to pounce on its prey.

"One..."

"Two..."

"THREE!"

"Ahhh..."

"BOOM!"

"Damn it... Blaggg..."

Myne managed to utter only two words in shock before he started vomiting. Clearly, this kind of horrific scene was not suitable for a 15-year-old.

"What the F*ck!"

Myne struggled to catch his breath after vomiting until his stomach was empty when he heard Alban cursing. Alban had just returned with torn clothes but without any injuries.

"Brat! Are you okay? Where are you?" Alban called out anxiously, scanning the area for any sign of Myne.

Not finding Myne after looking around, Alban yelled out loud again, ignoring Demonic Velvet who, like a zombie, weirdly walking toward him, as if every bone in her body were shattered, making it difficult for her to walk normally.

Myne, who cares a lot about his life, of course, didn't reveal his location foolishly. He continued to hide inside the bush, waiting to see the true strength of Demonic Velvet. If she turns out to be more powerful than Alban, then he could only pray for Alban's well-being before running away. He didn't have confidence that he could enter the cabin in front of Demonic Velvet's super speed.

"Khe-ah-sha Vuh-roth Ah SKREEEEEE KHE-ah-sha SKREEEEEE Vuh-roth Ah DEEEEEEEM."

"F*cking idiot, why are you hiding in a bush like a coward pussy? Do you really think you could hide from a strong being like this one with such a childish trick? If you don't want to die very brutally, then move your ass here and fight along with me."

Just as Myne was waiting for a great show, suddenly Demonic Velvet started laughing and said something in her demonic language, making veins appear all over Alban's face as he yelled his name. The next moment, he looked at the bush in which Myne was hiding, created a basketball-sized black fireball, cursed him, and threw it toward him.

"Shit, how did he find me? I'm hiding so well. Is it just a coincidence? But no matter what, it doesn't seem like I could watch the drama from the sideline, letting the Old Geezer do all the dangerous work. Sigh..." Myne muttered to himself while dodging the upcoming attack.

"Sneaking in wasn't exactly my intention," Myne admitted, emerging from the bushes with a sigh. "More like flanking an attack while you kept her distracted. But alas, you rather spectacularly disrupted my master plan."

"Really?" Alban raised his eyebrow and asked with suspicion.

"Of course! Otherwise, do you think I would leave my wife in the care of a pervert like you? Whose last wish is to f*ck a hot milf?" Myne spoke righteously. However, he dared not look at the demonic Velvet in fear that he might vomit again, even though there was nothing left in his stomach to vomit.

"If that's the case, then how do you plan to deal with her now? Judging by the strength she displayed, I don't think tranquilizer would work on her. We might have to knock her down the old-fashioned way," Alban spoke with a frown, eyes glued on Demonic Velvet.

"I don't have any plan for now. Let's just knock her out before discussing those matters. And could you please explain how, with such an awkward and slow walking speed, she suddenly came up behind us and sent us flying?

Is she doing it intentionally to mock us?" Myne pointed angrily at Demonic Velvet, who was sneaking toward them with an eerie, bone-breaking sound accompanying each slow step as if the bones inside her body were grinding against each other.

As Myne spoke, demonic Velvet either took his words too seriously or finally grew tired of being ignored by the two weaklings in front of her. She suddenly stood upright with a poker face, and said something that made Alban's face turn pale. Before Myne could ask for a translation, Demonic Velvet disappeared in front of them with a whooshing sound.