All MILFs are Mine Chapter 295: Rexian Bear
Previously on All MILFs are Mine...
The moment Rees reached out to touch Leon’s shoulder, Leon’s hand lashed out like a steel trap, gripping him with terrifying strength.
Grab
Crack
"Shit—" Rees spat a curse as he instinctively tried to wrench himself away.
*Crack*
The sickening sound persisted.
Inside Leon’s clenched fist, bone shards ground against one another as Rees’ hand was ruthlessly pulverized. Crimson fluid seeped through Leon’s fingers, splashing onto the soil.
Leon’s features were twisted in a grotesque mask of agony. With furrowed brows and a jaw clamped so tightly his teeth seemed ready to burst, every muscle in his frame vibrated as if on the brink of rupture.
’It hurts like hell... no—worse than hell,’ Leon thought, his awareness flickering.
’It feels as though my physical form is being tossed into a fucking grinder repeatedly. It pauses for a second... just long enough to offer a glimmer of hope... and then the cycle restarts.’
His breathing became ragged and erratic.
’Thousands of needles... no—millions—stabbing every inch of me simultaneously. Deep in my bones. Inside my veins. Fuck... how much longer must I endure this!?’
Rees stumbled backward, cradling the mangled remains of his hand, his face turning ashen despite his undead nature.
’I doubt Master Leon can successfully integrate all the power within that core,’ Rees mused grimly, forcing his body to rest on a nearby tree stump.
’However... if he somehow prevails... then nothing in this world will be capable of stopping him after today.’
Six hours drifted by as the night faded away...
"Hm...?" Rees slowly tilted his head upward.
A slender beam of sunlight filtered through the forest canopy, painting the earth in a gentle golden glow.
’Morning has arrived...’ His vacant stare drifted back toward Leon.
Leon remained seated on the ground, frozen in place.
Crusted blood coated his face, neck, and limbs. His skin appeared scorched, almost as if it had been cooked by an intense heat sealed within. With every labored breath, white-hot vapor billowed from his mouth and nose.
Shhhhhhh...
Fuuuuuu....
His chest heaved sluggishly. Layers of thick sweat pooled across his skin, rolling off like condensation on heated metal.
’A typical human would have perished long ago...’ Rees thought, his mental voice heavy with awe.
’How powerful is Sir Leon’s will... to suffer such torment for so long without fracturing?’
Crack—Crack—Crack—Crack
Suddenly, the sound of fracturing echoed throughout the clearing.
Rees’ eyes snapped wide.
Leon’s skin began to ripple in an unnatural fashion, as if something beneath the surface was shifting and reforming itself.
"What the—!?" Rees scrambled back to his feet.
Crack—Crack—Crack—Crack
Leon’s eyes flew open.
They were stained entirely red with blood.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
A scream erupted from him, tearing through the woods like the howl of a dying predator. The agony returned with a vengeance, intensified beyond all reason. Bones shattered within his body in rapid succession, snapping and twisting as though an invisible power was dismantling him from the inside out.
His arms and legs bent at impossible angles. His frame convulsed wildly, appearing as if possessed by a demonic entity.
"T-The final phase...!" Rees cried out, his voice laced with panic.
"It’s the final phase! SIR LEON—THIS IS THE ULTIMATE STAGE OF THE ABSORPTION! YOUR BODY IS OVERHAULING ITS SKELETAL STRUCTURE! YOU MUST HOLD ON!"
CRACK—CRACK—CRACK—CRACK—CRACK—CRACK—CRACK
"IT HURTS LIKE HEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL—!!!" Leon shrieked.
"IT HURTS—IT FUCKING HURTS—!!!"
Larger bones snapped with violent force. His legs twisted with stomach-turning sounds.
Rees balled his fists tight.
’He won’t make it like this...’
’Water. I require water immediately.’
He drove his wand into the dirt.
<Undead’s Scan>
Waves of invisible Mana radiated outward.
"Fuck..." Rees hissed. "There is no river nearby..."
Gritting his teeth, he funneled more Mana into the incantation.
"I will push the range to its absolute limit."
It didn't take long.
Ten kilometers away—a river.
"There."
"Alzeris Vom... Julan Revio... Telekenris... Roka."
Thud
The magic took hold.
Leon’s mangled, twitching body was slowly hoisted into the air.
’The internal heat is spiking too quickly,’ Rees thought with urgency.
’If I do not submerge him in water this instant... his body will detonate.’
Hastily discarding his wand, he pulled a parchment from his robes. It was covered in dense runes—an emergency spell.
"Forgive me, Medina..." Rees murmured.
"But this is a crisis."
"Olmar Ilon Yumol Loruo... Des Tele Froun Porte."
Thud
As he struck the earth with his wand, every drop of Mana in his body was violently siphoned away.
Both figures vanished instantly.
...
Ten kilometers away...
Swish
Leon and Rees materialized before a massive river fed by a grand, towering waterfall.
Using the final dregs of his Mana, Rees steered Leon over the water.
The spell failed.
SPLASH
Leon’s body plummeted into the river.
His screams were cut short immediately.
Thud
Rees’ body suddenly went rigid.
He collapsed face-first onto the ground like a broken puppet.
’Shit...’
’My Mana is completely depleted... those two spells drained everything...’
’It’s alright... the necro-heart will replenish some Mana shortly and then I can—’
Shush
His train of thought froze.
’What... was that sound?’
Sniff—Sniff
’It is near my legs...’
Sniff—Sniff—Sniff
The sniffing grew louder.
Rees’ hollow eyes slowly rolled upward as a gargantuan shadow loomed over his form.
"Gaww...?"
A terrifying beast glared down at him.
A Rexian Bear.
Sixteen feet in height. Ten feet in width.
It possessed two massive heads.
One head sniffed at Rees’ skeletal frame.
The other sniffed toward the river.
Its scarred visage was marked by deep gashes and old wounds—evidence of the myriad battles it had survived.
’No... no no no...’ Rees’ mind shrieked.
’Not one of these... Why must it be a Rexian Bear?’
’If the winter had lasted just one more day... this could have been avoided.’
’It must be the territorial lord who has just woken from hibernation.’
’A Rexian Bear possesses the strength of a lesser dragon. They can slaughter Ogre Chiefs in a duel. Their hide is harder than steel, and their jaws can shatter a Vulmort Tortoise’s shell with ease.’
’And after waking from winter sleep... their senses are sharp enough to detect blood from kilometers away—’
"Gaww..."
The second head suddenly snapped toward the river.
Then it moved.
’No—!’
’Sir Leon—!’
Rees struggled desperately to move, commanding every remaining fragment of Mana to obey.
’I must stand... I have to—!’
But his limbs remained motionless.
*Splash*
The Rexian Bear waded into the river.
Seconds later, it located Leon.
Grab
The predator clamped its massive jaws around Leon’s limp body.
And dragged him away into the depths of the forest.