Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel - Chapter 492

Chapter 492: Where Am I?
After all, it morphed, changing shape from being a cut into a set of pecky Breasts.

“What in the freaking world is…?” Chiron paused. “Shit!” he cursed out loud.

He read about something like this from the Tome. This Sin of this place was Lust. And within it were treasures to propagate its sin.

Some of which were weapons that shaped flesh as their wielder saw fit to match their lustful tastes.

Right now, Chiron’s back had become fleshy with pointed nipples.

He turned to the hatchet that had been used on him. “Runes!” he frowned. Although crudely made, This hatchet was still a Rune cursed weapon.

“What the hell is with me and being hit with cursed weapons today!?”

All of a sudden, another thing hit him in the head. “Curses! But Curses are only a branch of magic. Shouldn’t this place be spirit oriented?”

Chiron could tell that they was more than what met the eye in this cardinal forbidden zone. After all, the dominate energy usage here should be spirit. In fact, the only usage of energy in this place should be spirit. But here he was seeing, magic that was tuned to the property of a Spirit oriented zone.

However, this was thought for another time. Chiron willed and another five million fate points were used to restore his form. The bluging breasts on his back instantly disappeared.

By now, Chiron’s fate points had dropped significantly.

He used to have a little over 35 million total fate points. But now, he had just a little over 25 million. This was a very dangerous place.

Even Chiron knew that these fate points, although appearing to be much, there were not going to be enough.

The Orc that had thrown the Hatchet motioned for the Hatchet and like an attraction between iron and magnet, it rushed back into his hand.

Chiron frowned as he read the energies of the Orcs.

There were three Bronze rank warriors amongst them. Two of them were rank 1 Bronze rank, and one was a Bronze rank 2.

The remaining were in the Copper ranks.

Chiron turned to look at his own side. Hunter was still wounded, and Carla, breaking Zi’s arm into piece and stuffing it into her mouth, had not healed enough to engage in battle.

Her face was still a mess with one eye dangling to the side and her arm was only barely healed.

They were not in any condition to fight the enemies before them.

Immediately, Chiron rushed for the Giant Core beast spider, and with and incredible turn in the air, he gave it a side ways kick, sending it towards the In coming Orcs. At the same time, he rushed for Zi. However, the Giant Spider spat out its webbing, and just before Chiron would reach her, Pulled her away.

Devil’s Touch missed the mark by only an inch.

Chiron turned in the direction of the Spider. The Orcs were already advancing behind it.

Immediately, he waved his hands.

*END WORLD!*

Using his technique at the sacrifice of all his spiritual energy at the moment.

A Big blast of intense fire, the size of three rushing buses enveloped both the Spider, Carla, and the approaching Orcs.

Chiron did not wait to check if the attack was a success or not. He turned in the opposite direction and ran as fast as he could.

Meanwhile, in his head, he had already given Carla instructions. “Carry Hunter and RUN!”

Hunter was too weak to fight or even move. He had lost too much blood. carla did not waste time, carrying the lion sized Core beast on her shoulder as she rushed, following behind Chiron.

Hunter was heavy, but against the caliber of strength she had, the core beast was nothing.

At the same time, Chiron waved his hands, again and again, creating Multiple Shadow pools and rushed in different directions as he and Carla jumped into one of them.

This was his bright idea at creating a diversion.

It worked well. The orcs were confused as to where he went. Stopping in their tracks.

However, they still managed to get one prey, and that was Zi and her undead core beast spider.

Carla looked at the big burly creatures that had a smile on their faces as they stared at her half cut bleeding figure. The Grin on their faces was a very perversive one.

…..

Meanwhile…

As Dylan slowly opened his eyes, the room around him came into focus, revealing an exquisitely decorated space bathed in soft, golden light. The walls were adorned with intricate tapestries depicting lush forests and serene lakes, and the air was filled with the soothing scent of medicinal candles, a delicate blend of lavender and chamomile that wafted gently through the room.

The bed beneath him was wide and incredibly soft, draped in luxurious silks and velvets that felt like a caress against his skin. He tried to move, but a sharp pain coursed through his body, reminding him of his injuries. Despite the pain, Dylan gritted his teeth and pushed himself to sit up. He staggered, his legs weak and unsteady, his vision momentarily blurring as he tried to find his footing.

A maid with cat-like ears and a fluffy tail saw him struggling and hurried over to help, her face full of concern. “Sir, please, you mustn’t move yet,” she said softly, stepping forward with a gentle hand outstretched.

Dylan, fueled by confusion and fear, waved her away with a wild, desperate motion. “Where am I? Where am I?” he demanded, his voice rough and panicked as he looked around the room, his eyes darting from one corner to the next. The tension on his face was a mix of fear and bewilderment etched into his features.

He began to scatter the carefully arranged items in the room, knocking over a delicate vase and sending it crashing to the floor. Another maid stepped back, startled by his outburst, her fox-like eyes wide with worry.

In one corner of the room, Dylan’s gaze fell upon a set of gleaming blades, tools that had obviously been used to close his wounds. Driven by a sudden, desperate impulse, he lunged toward them, grabbing one and brandishing it wildly. The maids, all with various beast-like features, gasped and stepped back, their eyes wide with fear.

Dylan grabbed the nearest maid, a young woman with fox-like ears and a bushy tail, holding the blade to her throat. “Stay back!” he shouted, his voice trembling. “I don’t want to hurt anyone, but I need answers! Where am I?”