Chapter 00127: As Long as I Reach That Place!
# As Long as I Reach That Place!
Chapter 127
Novel: AFK Game: Portal to Another World
Chapter 127: As Long as I Reach That Place!
2024-08-19 Author: Half-Injured, Unbroken
“Your Highness!”
The white dragon had just flown away when the dressing room door was finally broken open by the Royal Guards outside.
Shelly, who was in the lead, nearly fell flat on her face.
“I'm over here. I'm fine.”
The last bit of power sealing the door had vanished like smoke before the Demon God's divine power, which was why the Royal Guards were able to break it open.
Seeing that Viola was safe and sound, Shelly and the other Royal Guards immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but then they saw that one of the dressing room walls had disappeared.
“Your Highness, why do you look like you're glowing?”
“It is the divine power granted to me by the Lord.”
Viola herself had only just noticed the change; she hadn't had the time to spare a moment ago.
“What on earth happened?”
“We'll talk after this is settled. Follow me.”
Viola rushed out of the dressing room in a flurry.
Shelly and the Royal Guards hurried to follow, and the group ran towards the training ground at the back of the castle.
They charged down the staircase like the wind.
When they reached the ground floor and ran into the great hall leading to the training ground, they happened to run right into City Lord Walter and his personal guards, who had hurried over from the banquet hall.
“Your Highness the Princess, what exactly happened?”
“An assassin, an Incarnation of the Fang of the Master of a Hundred Feet, attacked me in the dressing room.”
“How could this be... The castle clearly has a magic barrier to defend against shapeshifting creatures.”
Shapeshifting and illusion techniques weren't exactly rare in the world of magic, so of course there were defenses in place to protect important figures.
“We can investigate the reason after the problem is solved. I had the Lord's white dragon take the Fang of the Master of a Hundred Feet to the training ground.”
“I will summon the soldiers at once. Your Highness, please wait here. Do not take any more risks.”
Walter also understood.
Solve the problem first, discuss the cause later.
The Avarus royal family's tendency to personally charge into trouble was well-known far and wide.
Although this branch of royalty was generally martially proficient, anything could happen in a battle.
That was how the king and the crown prince had been lost, so they absolutely could not let Viola continue to fight.
Of course Viola wanted to keep fighting.
It had bullied her right to her face; it would be unreasonable not to give it a beating.
She was just about to explain that she was fine because she had divine power granted by the Demon God, but she paused noticeably as soon as she opened her mouth.
Then, Viola changed her words:
“City Lord Walter, is that person behind you trustworthy?”
Not knowing why Viola suddenly asked this, Walter turned to the side and glanced back.
“Are you referring to Steward Lux? Of course he is trustworthy. He has worked under me for nearly ten years.”
Facing the princess directly, Steward Lux, who was behind Walter, revealed a fawning and slightly fearful smile.
But Viola was unmoved.
She asked again:
“Have you eaten anything he gave you recently?”
“Just some potions. Steward Lux understands alchemy. My official duties have been demanding lately, and my energy hasn't been able to keep up. But there shouldn't be any problem with the potions; the recipe used is an ancient formula passed down through my family for generations.”
Viola turned to Lux and asked:
“Do you have any of the potion on you? I want to see it.”
“Ah... My apologies, Your Highness the Princess. I do not have any potions on me without the Lord City Lord's permission. I only prepare them when the Lord City Lord requires them.”
“Is that so?”
Viola, who was staring intently at Steward Lux, suddenly, without any warning, threw a punch at Walter who was in front of her.
“Your... Highness?”
The punch struck him directly in the abdomen.
Walter was sent doubling over into the shape of a large shrimp.
The first reaction of the City Lord's personal guards was to reach for their weapons, but they immediately remembered this was the princess, and for a moment, they all froze in place.
And Walter, having taken the blow, bent over towards the floor and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
It looked like he had been hit quite hard.
But immediately after, the people saw that within the blood City Lord Walter had spat out, there were small, rice-grain-sized insects that looked like centipedes.
Some were already motionless, while others were still twitching.
The most shocked of all was Walter himself.
He couldn't believe this was what he had just vomited.
“What is... what is this?”
“A little trick from the Master of a Hundred Feet.”
Viola's iron boots stomped on the puddle of insects, and the searing divine power instantly incinerated them to ashes.
The Tolan family were nobles who had risen from commoners.
Although they had reached the rank of Marquis, they were not of the high-ranking demon race and did not have toxin resistance.
Besides, even with toxin resistance, one would still be helpless against parasites.
Viola's Royal Guards and Walter's personal guards all drew their weapons, pointing them at Steward Lux, who stood frozen in place.
“Your Highness, Lord City Lord, this must be a misunderstanding, please allow me to explain...”
Sweat was already beading on the face of Steward Lux under his hood.
He raised his hands nervously, indicating that he was not a threat.
Facing the advancing Royal Guards and the City Lord's personal guards, he retreated cautiously, looking as if he were terrified.
Viola was not fooled.
She immediately shouted a warning:
“Don't be deceived by him! He's a shapeshifting creature!”
Before her voice had even faded, Steward Lux's body swelled and bulged, as if something inside was struggling to break free.
With a loud bang, what was once Steward Lux was scattered across the floor as flesh and blood, and an identical ten-meter-long centipede appeared atop a large pool of blood.
Its complex insectoid mouthparts made sharp clicking sounds, perhaps cursing, but it had no intention of a direct confrontation.
Its massive body turned, sweeping aside the incoming sword blades, and it immediately turned to flee outside.
The longswords of the Royal Guards struck its carapace, creating a shower of sparks, but it seemed they hadn't broken its defense.
The shields in the hands of the City Lord's guards couldn't stop it at all.
It was like a small train, scurrying away on its rows of blade-like legs.
Hill, standing to the side of the Royal Guards, drew his longbow and fired two quick arrows.
One of them hit a gap in the carapace and dug in, but that was all; it caused no real damage.
The Fang of the Master of a Hundred Feet was a special type of shapeshifting creature, its body twisted into the shape of a centipede under the influence of the Master of a Hundred Feet's divine power and will.
Although Viola had cut through it like slicing melons and vegetables, for ordinary people, they were extremely difficult opponents to deal with.
At the very least, the personal guards and the Royal Guards alone could not stop it.
Viola pushed through the crowd and took two quick steps to give chase, but before she even reached the main door, the divine power covering her body shattered into countless points of light with a crack.
The divine power was exhausted.
It was Viola's first time using divine power, and she had used it too extravagantly, especially that one strike in the dressing room, which consumed nearly ninety percent of her strength.
The soldiers who had rushed over upon hearing the commotion immediately saw this enormous centipede, and a collective "what in the hell" echoed in their minds.
They quickly formed a shield wall and a spear formation, attempting to block the centipede's path.
But the Fang of the Master of a Hundred Feet was too strong.
Its carapace was comparable to heavy plate armor, its strength could easily overturn an elephant, and with its massive ten-meter-long body, it didn't even bother to go around, simply crashing straight through the soldiers' phalanx.
In an instant, men were sent flying and chaos erupted.
The soldiers' phalanx was smashed through in a moment.
As for this great centipede, it also knew it could not linger here.
The mission to assassinate the princess had failed, and it had been exposed.
It could only break out now because the soldiers were unprepared and too few in number.
If it continued to get entangled here and reinforcements arrived, it would not be able to escape no matter how well it could fight.
Besides, Princess Viola seemed to possess divine power.
Fighting her would be a fool's errand.
Therefore, its only thought was to run.
It had to escape first and report the matter of Princess Viola being one of the God's Chosen.
It might sound difficult.
Where could such a large centipede run?
But in fact, it wasn't difficult at all.
For example, it could take the vast and complex sewer system beneath Sailing Harbor.
It was likely more familiar with the situation down there than Sailing Harbor's own city construction department.
As long as it got in, it would be impossible to catch it.
Moreover, it could already see a sewer manhole cover less than fifteen meters away.
As a shapeshifting creature, it could shrink its body slightly and slip inside with ease.
In other words, as long as I reach that place! As long as I reach that place, I've won!
But history is always surprisingly similar.
Making such declarations never ends well.
The moment before it was about to touch the manhole cover, the great centipede felt its body suddenly stop, as if it had been caught on something.
Then, intense pain assaulted its nerves like a torrential downpour.
It curled its carapace-covered body to look back and saw that a huge iron rod, from who knows where, had pierced the carapace of its tail section, pinning it directly to the spot.
At first, it thought the City Lord had ordered someone to fire a ballista, but then it saw a black hole tear open in the air, and a new iron rod shot out from the void, striking the next section of its carapace.
The crisp sound of the carapace being torn, crackle after crackle, reached the ears of the approaching crowd as iron rods, appearing from nowhere, pierced the centipede's body one by one, from back to front.
This caused it to let out a terrifying, bone-chilling shriek.
Dark green insect blood splattered everywhere.
—Roar!
Amidst the sound of a dragon's roar, the other great centipede was thrown down from the sky by the white dragon.
To be precise, it had become two pieces, having been torn in half by the white dragon.
The Fang of the Master of a Hundred Feet let out a final whimper.
As an iron rod easily pierced through its head, the great centipede was left in place like an insect specimen.
(End of this chapter)