Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

The moose's voice sounded enticing, with a strange resonance of an alluring nymph.

Its voice was slow yet pleasant, far different from its original eerie resonance.

If it were an ordinary human, they would've at least had a single wave of temptation flutter in their hearts.

Some might reject these flutters of temptation moment's later, but it would be a lie to say they wouldn't at least envision how useful its help would be.

The moose's red and yellow pupils glowed with interest the longer it stared at Dorian.

"How about it?"

Clitter. Clitter.

The little sounds in the room echoed out again as though discussing whether the human would take the offer or not.

With his hands in his pockets, Dorian lazily looked at the moose from the corners of his eyes.

"You say you can give me everything I want?"

"Yes." The Moose went back to smiling unnaturally again.

"Hmmm... Then, if I want to kill you all, can you do it?"

"You? Kill me?... Hahahahaah~... Mortal, is this a joke?"

-Silence-

The Moose suddenly froze, finally understanding that Dorian had been playing with it.

How dare he?! Courting death!

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Boom!!!

Its head smashed to the floor, directly destroying the illusion around the home.

And at this moment, the walls, floors, and ceiling all turned moldy in a blink of an eye.

"You!!!!~~"

Dorian didn't give the moose any time to think, tearing both sides of its mouth apart.

Rip!

The real culprit was revealed.

"Damn you, Mortal! How dare you touch his great one?!"

The rotting baby that had popped out from the moose's mouth, adjusting its dislocated jaws.

Plop.

Maggots fell to the ground the more they adjusted its body.

Its body was pale blue like that of one who had long died. And on its chest was a massive hole that was too hard to miss.

Curses!

Blame it for using a human baby's body.

After killing the baby, it used the dead body for its means.

It really had no choice.

Apart from using a baby, it wasn't old enough and wouldn't be able to control itself if it entered an adult's body.

It would rip the body apart, and his true form would show.

Body manipulation for Underworld beings came with growth, time, and strength.

For fear of horns sticking out, face comforting, body bursting out of the human flesh, how dare it pick any other body apart from a toddler's?

It couldn't find any toddler above 6 Months of birth, or else it couldn't guarantee it wouldn't burst out.

As for why it still kept lingering in this body? It was because of

Crack. Crack.

It forced its jaw back in place, shocked by how strong the human's punch was.

It didn't feel any strange fluctuations from the attack. So it could only be that the heavens truly blessed this human to give it such an amazing physique.

But so what?

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~Crunch.

It bit the worms swimming in its mouth like hard candy, revealing a sly smile on its lips.

"Human... I did give you a chance. But since your ego is, as they say, the downfall of a man, then don't blame me for being rude...Clittteerrrr`~~~."

The rotting baby gave off a loud throttling sound that made the entire room tremble like an earthquake.

Rumble. Rumble. Rumble.

The glass windows trembled as though about to shatter.

Clitter!~~

The sounds of the other creatures out. And before one could take in another whiff of air, the creatures shot out from the darkness.

Everything happened in slow motion as countless hands reached for Dorian.

"Human... You have indeed chosen the wrong choice."

1, 2, 3...

Gone.

The Dorian and the strange figures vanished into thin air.

It was as though Dorian had evaporated from the moldy space.

But where? Where did he go?

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"Ahhhhhh~~~!"

Angzen was in despair.

The Zombies and strange creatures in the dark were after them.

Angzen had lost how many times he had tripped and almost knocked off his teeth on a tombstone... Especially when a hand suddenly pops out of the grown and holds onto his ankle. His pale face quivered as the little fat on his cheeks the more he stared at the greenish decayed hand on his ankle.

"Quick! Quick! Get it off! Save me! Save me!!"

Oowwww~~

Angzen was truly crying while shaking and trying to get rid of the arm holding onto him.

The creatures following them were gaining on them with this delay. And once again, Angzen peed himself with whatever leftover pee stayed in his bladder.

Panch!~

Chan-ki stumped on the money hand, completely cracking its grip.

'The grandmaster said he wasn't to reveal any strange waves of heavenly aura yet. It looks like I can only rely on raw strength.'

Chan-ki gritted his teeth and pulled Angzen up. "Quickly. They're gaining on us. Just a bit more, and we'll be safe!"

Though he said these words to soothe Angzen, he didn't believe them.

What safe? These things were leading them towards this strange house on the hill.

"Ah!-... Yes. Yes... We have to leave." The speed at which Angzen picked followed beside Chan-ki was unbelievable.

What's funnier was that he did so while taking big jumps, as though afraid something would shoot out again and grab onto him.

And soon, the duo were inches away from the massive wooden door.

It was just that the creatures had gained on them, so much that they were within arms reach from touching them.

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"Quickly! Quickly!"

Angzen narrowly escaped their claws as he heard the sounds of scratching at the door he and Chan-ki had just barely shut.

Bam!

Angzen leaned against the door, breathing a sigh of relief.

Phew~

The door had a dial-like lock mechanism on its handle, allowing them to keep it shut from the inside.

But would this truly be enough to fortify the place before rescuers get to them?

"Chairs! Tables! We need to block the doors and windows... That's how it's done in the movies!"

"..."