Lula Clansman has gone evil!

Chapter 8: Lula Clansman has gone evil!

After Vis had escaped from the house, he blended with the crowd and snowstorm!

Since he had won against the Necromancer's Skill, Vis was preparing himself mentally to deal with his opponent.

He could beat the necromancer's black energy which allowed Vis to sniff out the opponent instinctively.

His victory and the fact that he could move by the instincts ascertained Vis in his next steps. He would gladly prepare for any opponent before meeting them, but the world was too unfamiliar for him.

The lack of any support, whether the Soul Collector's wisdom or any supportive fairy, caused Vis to stand out and heavily limited his options. He could only bet against his closest enemies!

"I feel more of this energy… Should I actually play with it more? Would it bear results? Too much and Necromancer might realize that there's something off…" After passing through houses, Vis uttered to himself.

He could feel the necromancer's energy from the outside and locate it without any problem. It was the result of him beating the black snake, so what would happen if he were to beat more?

Would he gain some different passive ability or would he just end up losing his prey?

After a good amount of contemplation, Vis ended up siding with the initial goal of going straight to the necromancer.

He had strong origins, the skeleton of Blue Icewing, and already some familiarity with necromancer's energy.

He could only risk and believe in himself.

His body soon left the village through the other side. Without reacting to the villagers shouting at him with all sorts of warnings, Vis entered the ferocious snowstorm and made his way to the mountain.

Since the natural environment had been unable to stop him, Vis just needed time to face the cave leading to the necromancer's base.

If this necromancer was a cautious person, then he would already spot Vis! Thankfully, nothing seemed to reek off with an unusual aura.

Vis just followed his instincts and seemingly entered the new world.

The cave was different from the one Vis had been enjoying a few days earlier.

It was pitch dark and not because of the darkness, but because of the death energy scattered across the interior. Even the ceiling and floor seemed to be like a bottomless pit, bringing some nauseated feelings to Vis.

He found a black cube at the center, his attention on it to get rid of this dizzy feeling. Focusing heavily on the black cube, Vis' vision slowly began to widen.

For a moment, it seemed like his eyes could tear through the black cube. In the end, the cube revealed a little of what was inside.

It was a woman.

Her mature body was curled up as she slept on the soft blanket. She had nothing other than a thin blanket, so Vis' eyes could savor on her curves, but his inward thoughts were far from such desire, "That bitch Blue Icewing had beautiful eyes and turned out to be such a piece of shit. The same should go for this necromancer woman."

Her distinguishable feature was a little longer ear with bent at the end.

For a second, Vis thought that he had found an elf, but whether it was an elf of any other race, her current power was that of the necromancer.

'Kill.' He swore to the Soul Collector to kill necromancers and everyone related to them!

Black energy began to squirm around Vis' hand. It clothed him with the black glove that was deeper than this whole cave itself.

Staying close to his belief and promise, Vis slowly stepped forward. The ground was still solid and his steps didn't loudly ring out at all.

His eyes hadn't left the woman at all. She didn't even tremble from him trespassing her territory, so Vis's step continued as he slouched.

One proper swing and this woman should end up dead with her skull shattered!

Vis aimed for his experienced punch to seal the deal. Once he got close to the woman's body, his eyes narrowed. The target instantly got locked, then he took that swing!

BOOM!

"!" A sudden transparent barrier unfolded in between, stopping Vis!

His eyes dilated, but visible cracks spread through the barrier! It soothed his heart and pushed him forward!

"..." Silently punching the barrier, Vis began to pummel it down heavily.

However, the sudden loud bangs and the feeling of a barrier unfolding awakened the woman on the other side. She rubbed her eyes lazily, then spilled her breasts to the side, her eyes quickly spotting Vis.

"..."

"..."

Their eyes met, but no feeling could be seen on the male part.

His eyes lacked any emotion, cold and ready to take down anything on his path!

This startled the white-haired lady as she quickly raised her body while hugging herself with the blanket, "Please, save me!" She shouted loudly, her lips staying separated as she kept this expression on Vis.

He didn't react to her at all and continued to punch the barrier. His punches seemed stronger and a few small pieces of barrier fell onto the bed.

Gulping down her saliva, the lady braced herself to speak with her savior.

"Ah!" But even before the fireworks made out of the shattered barrier could fall, Vis' punch tore through the air and went straight for her pretty face!

A loud scream escaped the lady's lips. She took the punch head-on and rolled on the bed until falling off the cube.

Her body disappeared, but Vis just pounced forward, sunk his boots in the soft bed, then jumped with another fist clenched tightly!

"S-stop!" Her voice was disgustingly genuine and hopeful, so Vis decided to play along with her.

He, from the very beginning, knew that she was the necromancer. She reeked off with that deathly feeling of worse quality, so no way she had been a mere prisoner.

'Beautiful eyes and now arousing body. I have to shove aside any lust while interacting with the opposite gender from this world. Beneath this skin lies disgusting bitch I would rather not touch at all.'

Oblivious to Vis' thoughts, the white-haired woman slowly stood up and hid behind her blanket. A faint rose bloomed on her cheeks as she bent her legs. Dangerously charming, the lady parted lips, "Thank you for saving me. I am Miku from the Lula Tribe. I am Lula Clansman!"

"Oh… And what exactly is your race?" Vis nonchalantly asked.

He finally could ask as much as he wanted, seeming to be the oblivious hero!

It looked like Miku didn't mind it at all. It was fair for some strong people to be completely brainless and rely on the strength to go through the world! Such people often died the most stupid deaths and this thought made her giggle inside.

She then put her hand on her ample chest, "Lula Tribe is an exalted race! Our lands have brought dreams of our ancestors to the world!"

"And what does that mean?" Vis replied.

Miku's eyes blinked, not feeling like stopping at all. What did it mean? Did he really ask her that? Her race has been working with the mind and spiritual techniques ever since the old era!

Since their ancestors could bring the dreamland to the world, it meant that their lands were spiritual lands!

"Spiritual lands, get it!" Miku regained her pride, but Vis then tilted his head and her eyes immediately shattered.

"You don't get it?" She asked...

"Hmm… So spiritual land… is something similar to the soul? If you guys attack during sleep, does it count as soul attack?" Vis just probed further, ignoring her reactions.

"It does!" After Miku confirmed this, a smile spread on Vis' face.

He looked somewhat relieved and his whole posture relaxed.

Did he get so relaxed because her race seemed far from the necromancer one? The lady thought inwardly, then cheers echoed within her heart.

Vis then nodded a few times and turned around, "I wonder… What is this room?"

Him turning around was like exposing himself! All defenseless, Lula Clansman just rushed forward! She had blue mist spreading around her hand which mixed with the black snakes that Vis had seen already.

This hand was one of her strongest weapons! Both lullaby and nightmare within, these two tremendously influential concepts perfectly blended with each other and extended forward to grasp Vis' head!

However, Vis was expecting it from the very beginning.

His muscles tightened, his whole torso doing a perfect 180 turn! A powerful weapon, the black punch roared along with his roar, "I fucking knew about it from the beginning, bitch!" His punch passed through her slender arm and beautifully landed on her gorgeous face.

In the next second, that pretty face exploded, leaving behind minced meat and shattered pieces of her skull.

A fountain of blood sprouted out from her neck before the loud thud rang out in the dark world.

"So fucking brainless. I just saved you, didn't I? Why aren't you telling me about necromancers or any enemy lurking in the shadows? Bitch, can't you try to be less obvious?"

Vis spat on the soft bed before coming closer, "Anyway, you stink like shit. Wolf or such bitches, I can't seem to find any difference." It was probably why Vis found killing so easy and also relieving.

The book hanging on his wrist increased in size, then he flipped the pages, "Dullahan… Can I do it?" Vis glanced at the headless body, then at the dark energy slithering around the cave.

Since the owner just died, it lost its usage and began mindlessly ramping around.

Seeing all this energy without a master, "I can." Vis replied to himself, then began to add another member to his Titan Undead Army.

Before any move could be done, The Soul Collector's powers chained her body, "Your excellency, this humble servant dares to request a piece of her soul for information. If this request is too much, then punish this lowly servant."

'Did I say it right? Fuck, I am feeling something twisting in my stomach!' Vis felt too much cringe.

But his words ended up providing him a piece of soul!

"Information! Hell yeah!" With chains still around the headless body, Vis raised his arm and cheered loudly!