Protagonist?Antagonist? I Reject Both

Chapter 373: 373



Leon's eyes shone in greed as he started crafting a plan to mine and farm these crystals. It would surely add a great connection.

Or else, he can directly engulf this entire part of the land and then place it in his shadow zone for harvest.

"What a pity! If Avelin still had the Lord system, he might be able to use the space to farm and make mines to produce crystals regularly alas..."

Sighing, Leon proceeds with his next plan.

He left a few shadow soldiers, and this black worm and summoned another blackworm commanding it to start exploring.

After seeing everything, he knew that the answer to tides and all those weird monsters lay in here.

In fact, he could easily get the answer using the system but it's trying to loot him with fucking 1000 luck points that made him question the system if it can see the word idiot written on his forehead.

Leon adjusted his grip focusing intently as the black worm he manipulated began to move cautiously out of the energy recharge cave.

The passage ahead was narrow, carved into the earth like a deep, winding tunnel that seemed to descend endlessly.

The walls glistened with a faint iridescence, hinting at the rich mineral deposits that lay hidden within.

The worm navigated the labyrinthine path, its segmented body passed smoothly as it advanced deeper underground.

The tunnel eventually opened into a large chamber that resembled a subterranean hive. The air was thick with an almost palpable hum of energy, and the floor was covered with a thick layer of crystalline dust.

Leon observed as the worm ventured further into the chamber, revealing a sight that made his eyes narrow in concentration. The chamber was filled with blackish worms, their bodies adorned with horny, scale-like eruptions that glowed with an eerie, phosphorescent light. They moved with a synchronized movement, and the scale shimmered with a bluish hue. Leon's mind raced as he analyzed the scene.

These glowing worms were clearly a rare and valuable resource, potentially crucial for his plans. He sent the black worm deeper into the chamber, using it to collect samples and data. The worms' bioluminescence suggested they might be key to understanding the energy patterns or the oddities of the underground environment.

With the data streaming in, Leon's gaze shifted to the walls of the chamber. They seemed to hold some secrets as there were strange symbols and formations etched into the stone, perhaps offering clues about the origins or uses of these creatures.

As Leon's black worm crept deeper into the chamber, the air grew colder and the eerie bioluminescence from the glowing worms intensified.

The shifting light cast ghostly, flickering shadows across the uneven walls, creating an unsettling, disorienting effect. The silence was almost tangible, broken only by the faint, rhythmic hum of the glowing worms.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Without warning, a piercing, high-pitched shriek erupted from one of the worms. It sounded as if the very air itself was being torn apart.

The noise reverberated through the chamber, causing the hairs on the back of Leon's neck to stand on end. The glowing worm emitted a frantic, erratic pulse of light, its once steady glow now flickering wildly.

The next scene that Leon saw almost made him scream.

"What the !"

The chamber seemed to pulse with a dark energy as the glowing worms began to transform. Their bodies contorted, shifting from their normal segmented forms into something far more disturbing.

They began to rise, standing upright on their tails. The bioluminescent glow faded to a sickly, malevolent green, casting a pallid light over the chamber.

The faces of the worms twisted into nightmarish visages, revealing mouths full of sharp, glistening teeth that seemed to glint with a predatory hunger.

From their bodies, long, sinewy appendages extended, more like elongated, squishy-like limbs resembling hands. These appendages wove through the air with a disturbingly fluid motion, like tentacles searching for prey.

The chamber was filled with an oppressive, thick darkness that seemed to creep closer with every flicker of the worms' unsettling glow.

In the dim light, Leon could see that the chamber was crawling with many grotesque, transformed worms.

It was a few times that Leon's heart skipped a beat.

Which fucker came with analogy to create such worms?

As Leon observed the grotesque transformation of the glowing worms, he realised that direct confrontation would be both perilous and inefficient.

His mind raced, and he quickly summoned his shadow ghosts, Avelin and Terpas, to handle the situation. They materialised from the darkened corners of the chamber.

Avelin and Terpas gave each other node and moved with great timing, their motions fluid and coordinated. As the transformed worms hissed and writhed, the shadow ghosts sprang into action.

Avelin charged at the nearest worm, his movements eerily silent despite the tension in the air. With a fluid motion, he raised his arm, the shadows around his hand coalescing into a dark, shimmering blade. He swung with a powerful arc, his blade slicing through the air with a whispering whoosh.

The blade connected with the worm's head, cleaving through the jagged teeth and causing a spurt of dark, viscous fluid to erupt from the wound. The worm screeched in agony, and its movements became erratic and frantic as it thrashed about.

Terpas engaged the second worm, his approach marked by a swift, ghostly glide.

Terpas' hands blurred as they transformed into razor-sharp extensions of shadow. He lashed out with rapid, precise strikes, each swipe carving deep, bleeding gashes into the worm's body. The worm's phosphorescent scales flickered wildly as it recoiled from the relentless

assault.

As Avelin and Terpas coordinated their attacks, they displayed a lethal synergy reminiscent of a well-choreographed dance. Avelin shifted his focus, thrusting his blade into the worm's underbelly, while Terpas leaped high into the air, bringing his shadowy claws down in a vicious arc onto the second worm. The force of the strike drove the worm into the ground, writhing and spewing dark, acrid fluid.

Despite their repeated assault, the worms fought back with a desperate ferocity.

One worm attempted to slam its bulk into Avelin, but he twisted out of the way with a fluid motion, evading the crushing blow. He responded with a swift thrust, his blade puncturing the worm's side and causing it to shriek in pain.

Terpas, not missing a beat, dodged a counterattack from the second worm by leaping sideways and kicking off the wall with incredible force. He spun in mid-air, landing with precise strikes that tore through the worm's already injured body, leaving it twitching and

weakened.

The chamber was filled with the sounds of their fierce combat, the shrieking of the worms, the slicing of shadowy blades, and the thudding of the creatures' desperate thrashes. Avelin and Terpas moved with a relentless efficiency, their shadowy forms becoming a blur of dark precision as they systematically dismantled the monstrous worms.

The worms, despite their terrifying transformations, proved no match for the well- coordinated assault of the shadow ghosts. In a series of swift, brutal movements, Avelin and Terpas quickly took down the dozen worms, however they were just about to finish the last

one.

QUAKE!QUAKE!

The entire place started vibrating and they could feel something approaching.

Squee!Squee!Squee!Squee!Squee!