Diary of Guarding Monster Girls-Chapter 440 - 284 Endure for a moment (4.2K, First Update)_2

Chapter 440: 284 Endure for a moment (4.2K, First Update)_2

Fortunately, the situation wasn’t that bad.

Before the guards could arrive with the medication, the slave had already come to his senses and began coughing violently.

"Cough! Cough cough..."

After coughing, he struggled to open his eyes, which were stained with clotted blood, and looked intently at the Guard Captain in front of him.

"Quick, tell me, where did they run off to?"

This time Karim’s voice was much softer, and his actions were several times gentler as he cautiously probed.

The slave looked at Karim’s anxious demeanor and grinned, showing his toothless gums.

"Hehe, they..."

"She, she’s right..."

As he spoke, his gaze shifted to behind Karim, his smile revealing a deep sense of eeriness.

"Over there."

Karim squinted his eyes, pondering the meaning of those words.

Right there?

Behind me!?

Without thinking further, Karim swiftly turned around, drawing the short dagger at his waist in an instant.

But behind him, apart from his own shadow cast by the flames, there was nothing else.

No, besides that—there were the sneering eyes of the slaves looking at him.

Karim’s face darkened as he realized the truth.

He had been played.

Like a child, he had been toyed with so cruelly by the other side!?

"How dare you play with me!!?"

Karim’s expression was extremely unpleasant, and his rage caused the blood flowing from his eyes to increase, almost staining half of his body red.

"Fine, fine, I will let you know what price you’ll pay for this!"

He gritted his teeth and forcefully gripped the slave’s neck, whispering sinisterly, "You better endure this well for me!"

"I will definitely make you..."

Just as Karim’s large hand was about to crush the man’s neck, a cold blade pierced into his back, accompanied by the flicker of a shadow beneath his feet.

Swish—

"Cough!?"

Karim’s entire body froze in place, wanting to speak, but a large amount of blood choked his throat.

The blade not only destroyed his heart but also pierced through his windpipe.

Thunk.

Karim’s palm loosened, dropping the nearly breathless slave.

The slave fell to the ground in a wretched posture but kept his eyes wide open, forcing himself to witness everything before him.

The Guard Captain, who not long ago wantonly abused him, was now bending his knees heavily on the ground.

That comical posture... yes, just like a slave!

Seeing this scene, satisfaction flashed in the slave’s eyes, and he squeezed out a deformed chuckle from his throat.

"Ha, haha..."

Then, he contentedly closed his eyes and took his last breath.

He died.

But Karim was not completely dead yet.

A violent pain surged from his chest, and he wanted to turn and strike, but his body couldn’t move at all, forcing him to kneel on the ground in humiliation.

What on earth happened!?

As he wondered this, a hoarse, mocking whisper came from behind: "Still not dead? Hehe, your life is tougher than I thought!"

Quinna stepped out from the shadows, pressing the dagger deeper into Karim’s back.

Swish—

"Aaahhh!"

Karim’s expression contorted in agony as he struggled to groan, "You... didn’t escape..."

The remaining words were muffled by a filthy rag stuffed into his mouth, turning them into powerless whimpers.

Quinna looked at his pitiful state and said with a teasing smile, "Why scream? If you’re a man, you better endure it!"

She sneered, preparing to deliver the final blow to Karim.

After dealing with this guy and freeing all the slaves here, she could search for the hidden Teresa.

This city was too bizarre; she would have to change the plan and leave with them earlier.

"This infiltration mission can only fail this time; I hope your excellency won’t blame me... Hmm?"

Quinna’s expression suddenly changed.

Because just now, she seemed to notice the slave’s corpse on the ground move slightly.

Crack.

No, that wasn’t an illusion!!!

Under her shocked gaze, the slave that had just died suddenly opened its eyes.

"Roar..."

The resurrected corpse stood up with a twisted arching posture, then instantly lunged at Karim, biting down.

Sss.

However, since all of its teeth had been removed before death, it couldn’t cause any substantial harm, it could only keep gnawing at Karim repetitively.

"Not good!"

Quinna looked at the revived zombie and the terrified Karim attempting to dodge, her mood became extremely heavy.

She understood why she felt so uneasy.

Here, in this city... all deceased creatures would be converted into undead beings!

This city, has already been enveloped by a massive domain.

What does this mean?

It means that a powerful entity has set up an array here, preparing to conduct a massive ritual.

Either a sacrificial ritual for a Divine Spirit, or a special advancement ceremony, or...

And regardless of what it ultimately represents, it all signifies one thing.

She bitterly curled her lips, helplessly releasing the dagger from Karim’s back and murmured softly, "Damn, this is big trouble now."

"Teresa, we probably can’t escape now..."

...

...

City Lord’s Mansion.

In an extremely luxurious room, a dignified woman who hid her entire face beneath black gauze languidly lay atop a massive bed.

She toyed with a thick bone in her hand, swaying it back and forth, teasing the black giant dog guarding beneath the bed.

Knock, knock.

The door was gently knocked, a respectful voice filled with palpable fear sounded from beyond the door.

"Madam."

The woman’s eyes beneath the black gauze shifted, unhurriedly looking toward the door, letting out two soft laughs.

"Hehe, what’s the matter?"

The woman’s voice was the epitome of seductive allure, filled with endless temptations and a sense of the Fallen.

Like poisoned honey trickling into the ears, cascading down the spine, making the body unconsciously soft.

Gulp.

Outside the door, the attendant instinctively swallowed upon hearing the sultry voice, his eyes briefly flickered with obsession, almost raising his hand to push open the door to enter.

But before he raised his hand to push the door, he suddenly snapped back to reality, biting the tip of his tongue forcefully to reign in his rampant impulse.

He froze in place, his voice trembling as he reported, "Intruders have violated taboo, killing slaves within the city."

Seeing the attendant restrained himself, the woman let out a bored snort, not even lifting her eyelids, responded casually:

"You know what to do, breaking the rules, then handle them, absolutely cannot let any details of the ritual be exposed."

"Yes, understood."

The attendant nodded respectfully, then hesitated briefly to ask, "Madam, is it not time yet? Many people want to leave early, if we continue to restrict them, it might draw the attention of others."

Malagas has only allowed entry but no exits for half a month already, many who wished to leave were secretly controlled by them.

But this forced restriction cannot last long, surely some aware individuals will notice.

The woman remained calm, casually replied, "What’s there to worry about?"

"Those who wish to leave, just give them a reason not to."

"Wealth, slaves, power... whatever they desire, Malagas City, the Moore Family can offer them."

The attendant’s expression shifted, finally nodding with difficulty, "... Understood, I know what to do now."

After respectfully saluting, the attendant quietly departed.

In the room, the woman lazily stretched slightly, softly murmured, "Now is not the time, my master still needs more sacrifices."

Saying this, she tossed out the bone, letting the giant dog joyfully seize it.

Watching the double horns atop the giant dog’s head, her mouth slightly curved.

"He still needs more kinds of sacrifices."

"Needs even stronger sacrifices."

Smiling, she lowered her gaze to her palm, softly whispered:

"Not enough, still not enough."

"Hang in there a little longer."

"Almost there, just a little more..."

...

...

"Everyone, we are about to reach a camp outside the Dark Territory where slave merchants are temporarily resting."

At this moment, Herbert, playing the role of "Lady Eliza the Great Slave Merchant’s" close attendant, earnestly reassured the disguised cultivators:

"All of you playing slaves, I know you feel uncomfortable, but please endure a little longer."

"Don’t rush to act against other slave merchants, we will rescue slaves, but not now!"

"Our primary mission at the moment is only one!"

"As long as we successfully infiltrate the Dark Territory, we can gather all the necessary materials in Malagas City!"