Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Chapter 553 Help! Help! The monster is after Us!

Chapter 553  Help! Help! The monster is after Us!

"Noisy." Bam! Dorian's blue see-through blade grew fluid like water, deflecting the incoming bladed projectiles that tore through the air. Ngahhh!!! One of the hideous ladies had her long pointy claws cruelly sliced. The long dagger-like claw then flew towards her 3 snakish hair strands, injuring 2 and completely cutting off 1. "My babies! My BABIES!" With a roar that sounded like a thousand high-pitched sirens yelling.

Do you know how long she has struggled to grow them to this point? For beings of her breed kind, the more snake hair strands they have, the more powerful they are. It takes years, decades, centuries to grow a single one from a baby to even a 'toddler.' That is, do you know the amount of sacrifice, murder, and battling they had to do to get 3 strands growing? The most hateful thing was that this despicable human, sliced off the most powerful and mature one. After it gets sliced off, it takes even double the amount of time to grow it back to its previous strength. Understand that even if she dies, she can regenerate. Yes, she can regenerate with the hairs all intact if none were cut off. Everyone knows that after one is cut off, her strength drops significantly. This means that even if she regenerates, the cut off piece will never come back. Bottom line, her strength will be less, meaning she will definitely be degraded from her current position. .

Dammit! Just thinking that she will have to mingle and work with people she used to kick around made her body grow cold. It was funny that even the other female monster of her kind who was beside her, already showed disgust and contempt when seeing her current state. 'Hmph! Serves you right. Now, I want to see where you would get the courage to stand next to me again.'

Already, the group of monsters categorized her as a minion, a worthless chess piece they could command around, just like how they saw every creature beneath them.

"You!" The now two-snake-haired woman stared at Dorian with crimson, blood-red eyes, having lost all traces of sanity. A deafening roar shook the air as she plunged forth, her serpentine locks lashing out like deadly whips.

The other creatures, sensing an opportunity, took advantage of the woman's reckless charge to launch sneak attacks on their prey. Normally, these self-proclaimed superior beings would find it insulting to resort to such underhanded tactics against a mere mortal.

But with time running short, they rationalized that such measures were understandable. After all, they couldn't afford to hold back or play fair - not when the stakes were so high.

"DIE!!!"

The deranged female creature's serpents struck first, their fangs dripping with venom as they converged on him from all sides.

But with lightning-fast reflexes, Dorian's weapon moved and blurred as he parried the deadly strikes. Many watched with dropped jaws as the sheer force of his strikes shattered the very ground beneath his feet.

Everything happened like a scene in a blockbuster movie, as the pizza-sliced ground around the Grandmaster sank deeper into the floor.

Good… The other creatures were relentless, their claws and talons tearing towards his flesh.

"Boy, this is what you get for your arrogance!"

They appeared like ghosts once more, ready to unleash hell.

But who was Dorian? Especially in his now angered state?

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Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

Like flies, they were squatted away one by one.

Dorian's image seemed to grow 10 times larger in the blink of an eye.

Unstoppable, his movements, although incredible, were a graceful dance of death. He whirled and spun, his sword becoming an extension of his own body as he dispatched one monster after another. Each strike was infused with the power of a thousand warriors, sending the creatures reeling in agony.

"Mortal, what are you?"

The deranged snake-haired woman now had her eyes wild with desperation, as she unleashed a torrent of cursed energy. But once again, Dorian met it head-on, his sword cutting through the onslaught as if it were nothing more than a gentle breeze.

Dammit!

The monsters with their confidence shattered, began to falter, with their coordinated assaults crumbling in the face of Dorian's overwhelming power. They tried to retreat, to regroup and mount a new offensive, but Dorian would not allow it.

Too fast!

Several people watching rubbed their eyes in disbelief.

You, who, they, when, how…. F***!

(>0o0)

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With a series of lightning-fast strikes, Dorian systematically cut them down, his sword a blur of silver and gold. The snake-haired woman now had her last line of defense broken, letting out a desperate, anguished scream as she watched her minions fall one by one.

GHAHH!

"You despicable human, how dare you–"

BANG!

"You worthless prey, you dare touch–"

Bang!

"Dammit! Now you've done it. I will-"

Bam!

"Hold on, human. I wasn't read-"

Bam!~

"Wait! Wait! No more… not the tail!!!!"

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

[onlookers]: (0_0)

If they say they had sympathy for these creatures, would it be an act of treason to mankind?

.BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!

As the creatures crumbled before Dorian, the now-bloodied and badly beaten up deranged snake-haired woman cowered before him, her once-formidable presence reduced to a quivering, pathetic mess.

"Impossible..." she whispered. "How can a mere mortal possess such power in this world?"

How come such a powerful human was in this world and they didn't know anything about it?

Terrible…

Now, her eyes reflected true fear, as her body instinctively trembled when she met Dorian's cold gaze.

It wasn't just her, but the others who also felt despair, knowing they were trapped in here with this monster.

No! No! They must escape this madness and send for more allies quickly.

Who wants to be trapped in here with this monster?

"Break for me!!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

They banged and tried to desperately crack Dorian's invincible wall surrounding them, smashing and even injuring themselves in the process, all the while feeling their backs form cold sweats, especially after catching a glimpse of the slow moving Dorian coming their way.

"Give up."

"_"

BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!

Help! Help! A monster is after us.

[Onlookers]: Why are you looking at them pitifully? Sorry, but we didn't know we were walking among the real monsters here.