I Became A Villain In A Novel
Eighty nine
Sean told me to hide, while Cerbe followed the man Genikos White sent to help with the fight.
I don't really know the function of Cerbe, but it seems that the sealed power is slowly opening up, the proof of which Cerbe can transform into the form of a 15-year-old teenager.
"What does Genikos White really want from Cerbe? Would the little man fall asleep again if he used his strength?"
Sean didn't come to look, he said he felt a familiar aura that made him hate, he didn't want the enemy to know that I was the owner of Cerbe or the existence of the gods could be easily encountered!
I myself am an unreasonable existence, it would be very dangerous if strong people were interested in me, and Sean couldn't let that happen!
"Calm down, Cerbe's current strength is above Wyverns, don't worry too much! However if they were exhausted it would probably just fall asleep like before."
"..."
I just obeyed him and hid underground close to the painting I just found out he was my mother.
Maybe after this is over I'll ask Genikos White what it has to do with my mother, and maybe I should bring this painting to my father too! I don't want to avoid it anymore.
A growling sound rang underground, the intense pressure making me feel tight, but Tenebris neutralizing it made me and Sean breathe a sigh of relief.
"The pressure of hell is indeed something that ordinary humans cannot bear." Mumbled Sean.
"Then what about other people? Will they be under pressure too?"
"Perhaps, but will only feel claustrophobic or spew blood, surely Cerbe arranged her power so as not to hurt humans too much, otherwise she would definitely be in the law of gods."
I nodded in understanding, perhaps due to the influence of the pressure from hell, Cerbe's growl could even make it to this dungeon, so terrifying!
***
After Cerbe turned into three handsome men, they split up to see the situation, but due to the presence of so many Wyverns, Cerbe changed to his original form.
Not a small three-headed dog, but a wolf-sized dog that is quite large.
Genikos White who saw Cerbe had little hope on his face, while the man who led the assault showed interest as Cerbe walked haughtily among the ruins.
The people observing in the dark began to retreat due to the pressure from Cerbe, the people from the holy country doubling the protection magic so as not to be too affected by Cerbe as well as the nameless troops!
"Waw, it turns out that my son has something as valuable as Cerberus, a hell-sitting dog really does exist."
Genikos White's face hardened, he still did not understand why his father was so greedy? Can't he just shut up and enjoy his old age with a beautiful appearance?
"Get rid of that bad thought of yours, you don't even deserve to talk to that great pet god."
"..."
Cerberus looked at the handsome man in a black robe, smelling a bit like Liona, and the man could be called an immortal being who used dirty means!
While on the other hand Cecilia looked surprised by the presence of the handsome man! Who else if not the Master, Vilio Makrys Charleston!
His body seemed to tremble, recalling everything the man had done to him! But what's happening now? It turned out that the man belonged to the nameless army!
Cecilia was frustrated for a moment, thinking how could she take revenge if the ones behind Vilio were strong people? Perhaps when compared, Cecilia is just a collection of unimportant ups!
"You're a rotten creature, not even disrespecting this Master?" Cerberus said haughtily, he was a bit annoyed with his master's family!
But how else, the criminal is still a criminal even if it is his own master's family, lucky enough that his Master does not have the nature of a handsome old man sitting on Wyvern!
"Strike the dog! I want to get him to research any way, don't attack my son he can easily kill me." Vilio shouted at the other troops.
"..." - ".How could you think of killing your own son? You bastard, you don't even deserve to be accepted in hell!
Genikos White gritted his teeth and clenched his hands until his nails pierced through his skin.
He secretly smiled wryly, his father will kill him! Her own biological son, at least she could live until now just for the sake of Liona the daughter of her own sister!
"Hmph, thinking of defeating this master with just a few ugly insects? The dream!"
Cerberus let out a fire from its tail, its heat was like the melting of magma flowing down the throat, the people who were there retreated to avoid the overwhelming heat.
The nameless troops cast strange spells that gave rise to magic protection with extreme cold temperatures.
"Groan!"
Arrows made of ice kept coming towards Cerberus, while the dog casually stared intently at the people in front of him.
The fire of hell will not be extinguished! They did something very futile. But even unexpected events happen.
The ice arrow that should have melted once it felt Cerberus' fire, actually hurt Cerbe's body.
He was already caught off guard for underestimating the opponent! These are ice belonging to hybrid beings that are in the deepest hells, it turns out that these people are worshipers of hybrid beings!
"I'm wrong to underestimate little insects like you, but I'm going to be serious this time."
Cerbe roared ferociously, Wyvern who was at a height lost his balance and fell from the sky, no one could beat the pressure from hell.
However it left Cerbe's strength drained quickly, even though the opposing army spewed blood and some Wyverns fainted, he still had to be a little grateful.
"Human, you have to finish this. This master's job is only here."
Genikos White who had eaten the recovery potion stood up and thanked Cerberus a lot.
Cecilia who was in a fairly far radius secretly hoped that Vilio would die, no matter who killed him she just wished that the bastard was dead!
However the girl had to be disappointed when she saw one of the nameless troops using a high-level teleportation scroll that even cost the equivalent of a small kingdom.
Wyvern fainted and also the injured people from the nameless army disappeared very quickly.
"..."
Everyone became so shocked, indeed the nameless troops never cared about self-esteem and such in a fight.
If they feel they are going to lose, they run away like cowards even though they are very strong, so there are people who even make the club berate them.
The nameless troops were true losers, even they were afraid of defeat!