《Jormungandr's calamity》Book 1: Chapter 34 : Bagir's parents appear
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I was frozen by what stood in front of me. Indeed a human, a real human was in front of me, and this one was also looking at me.
I said to myself, "How come there is a human here? He should be in the central continent and not in an abandoned place."
While I hadn't made a single movement yet, the man's face began to change and soon a huge smile decorated it. It was as if he was standing in front of a mountain of gold.
He started to move closer to me and shouted "The reward is mine."
What was he talking about?
He was only 3 meters from me when I felt my body warning me of danger. I moved by reflex and I was amazed to see that a mini crater had appeared in the place where I was previously.
In the latter was the same man except that there was a frenzied glow dancing in his pupils.
I started to look around and I could see a luminous swarm coming in my direction. It means that more people are coming.
I then looked at the person in front of me. I had to kill him, only after will I have the opportunity to run away.
So I started to open my mouth wide. The man paid little attention to what I was doing and kept walking as if it didn't matter.
But he made a big mistake, the venom glands that were at the back of my jaw opened and from the latter. A black venom began to invade my entire mouth.
When the human was close enough to me, all the venom that was at the back of my throat came out of it.
Seeing what was going in his direction, the human tried to dodge this attack, but at this distance. It was impossible, so he had an excellent idea to pounce on me.
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He said, "So there will be two of us to receive the poison. AHHH !!! "
He thought he would hit me but suddenly the venom hit his forearm and it was removed from his body. The latter fell to the ground except that it was no longer a human arm but that of a monkey.
He still hadn't noticed what had just happened but suddenly when he saw one of his forearms fall. His face, which until then overflowed with confidence, gave way to fear.
He understood what was happening to him and tried to run away but his legs had also started to dissolve.
With a look of hatred and sadness, he said to me "I beg of you, spare me. It was just a joke. "
Hearing the word (Joke) I was seized with a huge giggle "Ahhhha hahaha hahaha. Do you want me to spare you? As much as I give you my head. I have never seen such a shameful person. "
So I started to open my mouth wide and something amazing happened. Indeed teeth had appeared in my mouth when a snake was not supposed to have any.
My mouth was about to close on him when he tried to stop me by giving me information. "If you don't kill me, I can explain to you why you are being hunted and why I have a human form when I shouldn't be able to acquire one."
I was interested in what he was going to tell me but what I wanted to do more than anything was give him some hope and destroy that faint glow he had managed to gain.
So I stopped moving and said to him, "Talk about it and if the information you have is interesting, I might consider leaving you alive."
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The human tried the best he could to calm his breathing but still made too much noise.
So I hit him with my tail at the back of his neck and I put him on a platform made up of air and water. Indeed I now had 4 tattoos activated but I could only use two at the moment. The one of water and demonic air.
I looked to see if the body was going to move but he doesn't move. I then walked inside the clearing I knew so well.
While I had just entered this one. 5 people appeared where I was previously.
The latter began to look around but could not find me.
Suddenly 3 other people appeared. It seemed to be a couple and their daughter.
The woman was a beauty directly coming from another world. Long black hair reaching her waist, a cold aura surrounding her, and a pale complexion. But what made her even more beautiful was not her body but her eyes. Indeed these were purple-blue. This was very strange, but this strangeness adds a mysterious charm to her.
The man was ordinary, one could even wonder how he had been able to seduce and marry such a beauty.
Finally, their daughter was also a beauty who had inherited the cold temperament of her mother.
Following the arrival of these 3 people, the 5 people stopped their search and came in their direction.
When they got close enough, they all bowed down, "What do you want to do with us Pril-sama?"
Hearing this, her companion got angry. "And I am not greeted."
He then raised his fist and swung it in the direction of one of the people.
But as his fist was about to make contact with the head of one of their henchmen, Pril raised her hand and slapped her mate.
This attack was sudden and he soon found himself embedded in stone.
He came out of the stone and said in a rage "How dare you do this to me Pril !!"
She looked at him and said, smiling, "What wouldn't I dare to do, Snar? We are not here to have fun, the creator has warned us that he has appeared and that we must eliminate him. "
Snar smiled and yelled "Bagir, soon you will be dead. With your death, the creator will give me even more power. "
So with his 5 minions, he too rushed into the clearing.
Seeing this, Pril said in a barely audible voice, "My son, don't worry your mother will protect you even if it includes killing your father."
The girl who had been silent all this time finally spoke "What did you say, mother?"
While playing with her daughter's hair, Pril says "Nothing honey, I didn't say anything. Now let's follow your father. "
These two also went in the forest.
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