20demayo Chapter 424 Major Move
Chapter 424 Major Move
When Reign returned to his original body, a wave of familiarity filled his consciousness .
The negative energy flowed back into him, pulling him toward his sadistic side. While he could mimic this cruel nature in his second body, it felt far more natural in this one.
It was like wearing a costume in the second body—he had to really try to play the villain.
But in this one?
He was the real deal. Evil just came as naturally as breathing.
Reign grinned, looking down at his hands as the negative energy pulsed through him.
'Sweet, this body... it's just right,' he muttered to himself.
'Yeah, this is how it's supposed to feel. None of that half-baked attitude from the other one. This is the real me.'
If he had been in this body all along, he likely wouldn't have given in to her temptations too easily.
Unfortunately, he had chosen the wrong moment to create a second body, and a humanoid one at that, complete with all the organs that made him susceptible to temptation.
How about this body?
Well, even if he wanted to, this one had one major issue/benefits: his lower half was as flat as a chopping board.
No matter how hard she tried, there was nothing there to work.
'I need to get level up fast... Just doing things carefully would not cut it out anymore. '
Every moment spent hesitating was another moment Celine—could messed up his plans .Nôv(el)B\\jnn
Even though his mind felt sharper now that he was far away, her influence still lingered. It restricted his thoughts, forcing him to focus only on plans that didn't involve her.
He shot out of the ground and hovered in the air, surrounded by a thick cloud of dark miasma.
Looking down, he saw the railway tracks running through the land below, partly hidden by the fog.
Without wasting a second, he flew toward the next city.
With Celine in his life, he knew he had to level up fast and break through to the Demon King level as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, he had lost some levels earlier, so he needed to be bolder. He decided it was time to destroy city after city without worrying about the aftermath.
'Not fast enough...I need more speed' he muttered to himself.
'Faster!'
They quickly turned into mere background noise in the chaos.
At this moment, everyone stood equal before Death. Rich or poor, powerful or weak, it didn't matter.
In an ironic twist, this was also the time when everyone truly learned the meaning of equality.
Below the street, those who were lucky enough—or perhaps unlucky enough—to survive the first wave were running for their lives.
"Stay close to me!" a woman shouted to her son, her voice shaking as she pulled her child close.
"I can't breathe!" a man gasped, clutching his chest as he stumbled and fell beside a broken storefront.
People cried out, their voices rising above the sounds of buildings burning.
A woman nearby knelt on the ground, her hands covering her face as she sobbed.
"Why is this happening? We did nothing wrong!"
The scene felt straight out of hell. For a brief moment, some people dared to hope it was over when a distant sound filled the air—a steady, heavy marching.
"Is it the army?" someone whispered, hope flickering in their eyes.
"Are they here to save us?" another voice chimed in, a hint of relief breaking through the fear.
As the marching grew louder, people looked at each other with optimism.
"Please help us!"
"We're over here!" another called, waving their arms.
"My mom is hurt! She needs help!" A young girl cried, tears streaming down her face as she pointed to her injured mother lying on the ground.
They straightened up, brushing away tears and trying to catch their breath.
But then the marching got closer, and their hope quickly faded.
It was the army, all right.
But it wasn't their army. Instead, it was an army of the undead, walking forward with hollow eyes and sinister grins that mocked the living.
The sound of their footsteps echoed like a twisted joke, sending shivers down everyone's spine.
"No—no... This can't be happening." A woman dropped to the ground, her knees hitting the pavement with a thud.
Tears streamed down her face as she clutched her hair in despair.