Rise of the Lustful Evil Monarch (Re)

Third Person's POV

It knew now that these weren't ordinary victims.

Ethan's grip tightened on his saber hilt.

He could sense the creature shifting as its body pressed against the wooden floor of the treehouse.

The weight made the structure groan under the pressure.

"Velcy, be ready to intercept. Virelle, force it into a narrow space," Ethan ordered in a controlled but sharp voice.

The snake struck first.

With blinding speed, it launched itself at Ethan, and its massive head tore through the air like a shadowy blur.

Its gaping maw aimed straight for his throat.

Ethan reacted instantly.

He twisted his body to the side and narrowly avoided the snapping jaws.

At the same moment, he slashed upwardly with his broken saber and cut it deep into the snake's cheek.

A layer of sparkling black ice froze the wound and spread a frigid coldness to its brain.

A shrill hiss filled the hut as dark corrosive blood splattered across the floor. Before the basilisk could recover, Virelle's red threads lashed out.

The near-invisible strands wrapped around its body and tightened in an attempt to restrict its movement.

The snake thrashed violently and slammed against the walls as it snapped most of the threads with sheer force.

But Virelle was already prepared as she had recognized the strength of the snake early on.

More of her blood energy revolved inside her magic dimension as more and more threads shot out and reinforced the bindings with layered precision.

"Velcy, now!"

Ethan commanded in a stern voice.

Velcy pounced at his command almost instantaneously. This instinct was developed over their two years of battles together in the dark forest.

With feline grace, she launched herself at the basilisk's head as her crystal claws flashed in the dim light.

Her sharp nails raked across the snake's stony scales as she smartly targeted the softer flesh around its glowing eyes.

A deep gash formed above its left eye and caused its eerie yellow glow to flicker. The basilisk hissed in pain and shook its head violently to dislodge her.

Velcy flipped off its head just in time and landed on all fours with practiced ease.

Her white tail swished aggressively behind her, and her ears twitched as she tracked every slight movement of the beast.

"Good hit,"

Ethan praised as he adjusted his stance.

He wasn't worried about their well-being but he maintained a serious expression.

He knew he had the power to slay this beast alone so he gave them this opportunity to polish their battle skills and instincts while he prepared one of his most powerful moves.

There was no need to battle the grade-three basilisk alone when he had Velcy and Virelle to gain experience from the fight.

Seeing the snake, he remembered the massive one he had spotted from the shadow wyvern's back two years ago when he first visited the little duchess's castle with his lovely Master Nyx.

Is this a progeny of that beast?

Ethan thought with doubt as the massive beast's eerie yellow eyes still remained in his brain.

The snake's sudden bloodthirsty ferocity reminded him that the fight wasn't over.

Despite its wounds, the basilisk refused to back down.

It let out a guttural hiss, and the air around them suddenly grew heavier.

Ethan's sharp senses flared in warning.

"Don't breathe in!" he shouted.

A faint yellow mist was spreading from the snake's wounds and it was none other than its dreaded petrification aura.

It was not just limited to its gaze but the basilisk's entire bloodline carried this lethal ability.

It was now fighting to kill.

Virelle reacted first and weaved her fingers in quick and practiced movements.

A thin layer of red protective threads formed over their bodies and acted as makeshift filters. The yellow mist sizzled on contact with it and glowed as it tried to petrify them.

"Keep moving!" she warned with urgency as she knew her protective layer would not be able to hold it any longer.

The basilisk struck again but this time, Ethan was waiting.

He knew this snake was a special bloodline variant and was stronger than the average Crystal Formation Realm magical beast.

In the blurry yellow mist, which even obstructed soul senses, Ethan moved effortlessly as he wrapped his body in a revolving layer of protective dark mana.

Even the dark mana started turning gray as a thin gray stony layer formed over it.

He knew time was short but his mind was calm like a still pool.

Even the basilisk struggled to see in its own mist but it kept spraying dense yellow fog from its poison fangs indiscriminately as it kept increasing the poison's volume.

A faint rustle sounded in the snake's senses as a green tip narrowed from afar as it aimed for its injured eye.

The snake was wary and fast as it focused all its movement on evasion.

It tilted its head just in time and chomped down on the green blade.

With a powerful tug of its neck, it attempted to drag its attacker before it.

But then, a sudden whooshing sounded from its side.

Ethan was airborne as his muscles bulged with a beautiful blue sheen.

An ice-blue aura concentrated on his broken saber and mixed with his dark magic power to form a jagged, black icy edge. Your next chapter is on My Virtual Library Empire

His left hand controlled the faint chain that extended to his crystal-green wind blade.

Everything happened in an instant.

The sickening crunch of his saber connecting with the basilisk's thick neck echoed through the treehouse.

Blinding sparks erupted upon contact and the toughness and resilience of a Crystal Formation Realm magical beast became evident as Ethan met resistance.

But then, a blinding blue light surged from his body, making him momentarily transparent.

For a fraction of a second, an intricate icy blue skeleton encrypted with glyphs of blue vines became visible beneath his skin.

The snake barely had time to react before its head abruptly separated from its body and rolled onto the treehouse floor.