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Vile Evil Hides Under The Veil

Meet Eren Elijhah Idril, the guy who just couldn't catch a break even in the afterlife. He kicks the bucket as an old, broke-down adventurer, courtesy of a not-so-friendly neighborhood monster. Bummer, right? But hold onto your hats, 'cause that's not where his story ends. By some crazy stroke of fate, Eren gets thrown back in time to his teenage years, back when he was just a greenhorn at Lionheart Academy, dreaming big and not a care in the world (except maybe passing his special exams as a a novice Ranker). Now, most folks might use a second shot at life to right their wrongs, make amends, you know, the whole shebang. But not our boy Eren. Nope, he's not about to let a little thing like mortality slow him down. With a fresh start on the horizon, Eren decides to throw caution to the wind and embrace his inner rogue. And boy, does he embrace it. From pulling off daring heists to stirring up trouble wherever he goes, Eren dives headfirst into a life of mischief and mayhem, all without batting an eyelash. No hesitation, no regrets—just pure, unadulterated chaos. [WPC#218 Bronze Trophy Winner] [Mature content warning.] Additional tags: #evilmc #mature #evilprotagonist #antiheroprotagonist #coldmc #calculatingmc #pragmaticmc #smut #lemons #maturecontent ================= Instagram: graybacknovels Discord: https://discord.com/invite/R5uGQaXJRY

Grayback · 奇幻
分數不夠
1922 Chs

Use of the Inherent Spell

"You will love the way I make you open up!"

The butcher said this to the wraith before driving one of his katars through the old hag's waist injury right above her pelvic girdle. The katars were already imbued with fire-element mana. That along with Eren's sheer force that he had mustered from his body going into survival mode enabled him to separate the wraith's waist from her torso completely.

"Let's dance."

Eren then held the human ranker wraith's torso like he was holding a girl in his arms for a formal dance. His vitality started draining and the human wraith tried to injure his back with her long nails as well. But he didn't care.

The wraith had her tongue cut out and her mouth had been already mangled. She couldn't hurt him with her mouth. So he could always drink the tears from the wraith's eyes as soon as they ran down her cheeks. Providing he kept up with the loss of his vitality and did not lose consciousness before the tears reached his system.