Diary of Guarding Monster Girls-Chapter 487 - 302 Legendary Death (4K, additional episodes 102, 103)_2

Chapter 487: 302 Legendary Death (4K, additional episodes 102, 103)_2

"What!?"

What happened?

"By the way, I think, instead of worrying about these things, you should seize this opportunity."

Herbert smiled, pointing to Douglas on the other side, and chuckled softly: "You want to kill him, don’t you?"

In the direction of the boy’s finger, Douglas was now frozen on the ground in a bizarre posture, his head lowered.

Not only him, but the undead creation he controlled was also frozen in place.

He was half-squinting, as if he had entered a dream.

"Douglas!"

Carlo didn’t understand what had happened to the Undead Mage, but he knew this was his best chance to take action.

In the emergency moment, the giant kobold dragon didn’t have time to consider these issues, it had to seize the last chance.

It abandoned everything and charged toward the bound Douglas regardless of anything.

"...Ah!"

Just as the giant kobold dragon reached him, Douglas suddenly opened his eyes, waking from the absurd and terrifying dream.

Just a moment ago, he had been pulled into an absurd dream, dreaming of when he was a slave.

Remembering how he was chosen by Stella to survive when he was dying.

Also remembering...the shock of realizing Stella was the murderer who killed his family.

And recalling that, knowing all this, he still willingly knelt under her skirt.

Everything pulled him deeper into the dream, increasingly unable to wake up.

Finally, he dreamed of Stella’s gaze when she first performed the ritual and became the Devotee.

That terrifying gaze snapped him awake from the dream.

But even though he did wake up eventually, it was already too late.

The dragon mouth of the giant kobold dragon was already right before him, he had no chance to dodge.

He’s going to die.

This time, he’s really going to die.

At the moment of death approaching, Douglas no longer resisted, but let out a heartrending howl devoid of emotion.

"Stella!!!"

After the roar, he looked toward the tower, trying to find those cold eyes.

But he saw nothing.

The master was not on the balcony watching all of this happen.

In the end, he still couldn’t stop his master, didn’t change anything.

Even before he completely betrayed, the master had already betrayed him first.

His vision turned black, and he was directly swallowed into the dragon’s mouth.

Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!

"Ptooey!"

After chewing wantonly, Carlo spat him out directly.

The shattered Douglas did not turn into a living corpse after death, instead his body gradually fragmented, turning into a mass of black air that surged toward the city’s center.

The ritual had unknowingly begun.

The defeated became the sacrifice, part of the ritual.

But the victor didn’t fare much better.

"No, no!"

"I can’t die here!"

After winning so gruesomely, the giant kobold dragon did not stay to seek revenge on the culprits who made it so miserable.

It chose to flee decisively.

Flapping its wings that had seven or eight holes poked by Herbert, it struggled to fly toward the tower where the City Lord’s Mansion was located.

Covered in wounds, yet not a drop of blood flowed, its blood had been quietly drained by Eliza.

And just as Carlo was about to reach the destination, a figure slowly walked out onto the balcony of the tower.

A graceful and charming lady appeared, the supreme ruler of this evil city.

"Stella!"

Seeing Stella, Carlo breathed a sigh of relief and shouted: "I want to rest! Do not disturb me for a while!"

It transformed back into a giant black dog, crashing onto the balcony, gasping heavily.

This time it was injured too severely, almost died, even the blessing from the Sinful Desire nearly couldn’t save it.

It couldn’t figure out what power the boy had that could suppress its regenerative ability.

But anyway, it’s finally safe now, able to breathe a bit before seeking trouble with them again.

"Rest?"

Stella stared at it, slightly shook her head and chuckled with the softest voice: "Sorry, you can’t rest now."

"What did you say?" 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Carlo struggled to open its eyes, snarling: "Do you think I can help you kill anyone in this state?"

Stella smiled, whispering: "Don’t worry, the last task isn’t difficult."

"The third and final task of our contract, has been decided."

She said:

"Carlo, my dear good dog, offer everything you have for our master."

Upon hearing Stella’s words, Carlo paused for a moment, then roared in fury: "You, you say...what?"

"What a joke! How could I possibly agree!?"

The giant kobold dragon flipped up, raging and frenziedly biting at its dried up flesh.

Bound by the contract, it couldn’t attack Stida, it could only vent its anger this way.

"I won’t agree! As per the contract, if I don’t agree, you can’t force me!"

In response, Stella appeared calm, asking: "Carlo, do you really think you have a choice?"

"An ignorant lamb, do you think the Evil God’s blessing is so easy to enjoy?"

She leaned down, close to the head of the kobold dragon, gazing at this twisted creature.

"All rewards come at a price."

She raised her hand, stroking the head of the black giant dog, whispering mercilessly: "You enjoyed our master’s blessing, now it’s time to give in return."

"You’ll become a sacrifice, completing the final link of the ritual."

"This is not me asking you for your life, but you willingly becoming the sacrifice."

Sweet yet chilling words, like sugar-coated daggers, gently pierced into the ear.

"I- I am willing...no no no! I am not willing!"

The black giant dog violently shook its head, breaking free from Stella’s hand, turned and jumped off the tower, transforming mid-air back into a dragon, flying toward the city outskirts.

It wanted to escape this place!

This woman was completely insane.

But just as it flew halfway, it suddenly let out a heartrending howl.

"Roar—"

Its heart seemed to be gripped by an invisible enormous hand, directly crushed.

The dragon weakly fell from the sky, crashing towards the city center filled with a crowd of people.

Bang!

Faced with the massive fallen object, the crowd surprisingly burst into joyful celebration after freezing for a moment.

"A gift!"

"It’s a gift from the god!"

"Meat! Meat! Meat!"

Like ants finding a meat source, they swarmed forward, beginning to crazily bite.

Unable to break the dragon scales, they tore at the wounds, some even half engulfed themselves.

Biting, devouring, even with their stomachs bloated they continued to swallow.

The ritual had completely gone underway, they became a part of it.

This was a blasphemous celebration.

This was a fallen feast.

"..."

Herbert was silent, quietly watching everything.

But he wasn’t moved by the madness nor the tragic death of the kobold dragon.

He didn’t care if Stella betrayed it, or deceived it...it wasn’t important.

His silence was because he saw something else.

At this moment, in Stella’s arms, she was holding a head.

It was a beautiful head of a Dark Elf female.

She silently closed her eyes, as if asleep.

"That, is...Vilamay?" Behind him, Eliza’s uncertain voice made Herbert squint his eyes.

He took a deep breath, his expression unreadable, and nodded slightly.

"Yes, it is her."