All MILFs are Mine Chapter 296: Anyone else wants to die ?
Previously on All MILFs are Mine...
Rees remained paralyzed on the frozen earth for ten agonizing minutes, his eyes fixed vacantly on the sky.
Then—
A twitch of movement.
"...I can move," Rees whispered, his voice laced with shock.
Mana began to seep back into his skeletal frame. He flexed his bony digits before forcing his body into an upright position.
"Sir Leon..." His voice wavered with emotion. "I have to find Sir Leon."
Scanning the terrain, his eyes landed on the dirt.
Heavy, profound depressions had been hammered into the soil.
"The tracks of that Rexian Bear."
Rees wasted no time and began to track the beast.
After barely three minutes of brisk walking, the atmosphere became heavy with the sharp, iron scent of blood.
A crimson trail stretched across the ground, vanishing into a massive cavern hewn from the stone.
The scene suggested a desperate struggle; it looked as though Leon had tried to escape the cave only to be dragged back into the darkness by the predator.
"Oh no..." Rees breathed.
He entered the Maw of the cave and began his descent.
*Step-step-step-step-step*
His footsteps produced ominous echoes against the dark walls. Clutching his wand with white-knuckled intensity, a single mantra played on a loop in his mind.
’Please don’t be dead... Please don’t be dead... Sir Leon... you’re stronger than this.’
*Thud*
Suddenly, his foot collided with a large obstacle.
Initially, it felt like a boulder. However, the texture was... softer than stone.
"I should have enough mana now..." Rees whispered. "Illuminate."
A small globe of dim light flared into existence at the tip of his wand.
As the radiance spilled across the floor—
Rees recoiled, stumbling back two paces.
"H-How is that...?"
The object he had tripped over wasn't a rock. It was one of the heads belonging to the Rexian Bear.
It had been severed with barbaric, raw force.
The massive jaw was completely mangled, with shattered teeth strewn across the cavern floor. It appeared as if someone had gripped the upper and lower jaws and simply ripped them apart.
"What the hell happened here...?" Rees murmured under his breath.
Pushing past the gruesome sight despite the mounting questions, he ventured further into the depths.
Blood painted the stone walls. Jagged furrows were torn into the earth. Evidence of a brutal conflict was everywhere, yet the claw marks and impact craters were gargantuan.
Far too large.
"These... these aren’t Sir Leon’s marks..." Rees realized. "They’re the bear’s marks..."
He picked up his pace.
*Splash*
His foot suddenly dipped into a shallow depression overflowing with warm liquid.
"Hm?"
Rees directed his light orb downward and...
It wasn't water.
It was boiling-hot blood, still releasing faint wisps of steam.
"Rees..." A composed voice resonated from the shadows deeper in the cave. "Is that you?"
"Y-Yes, sir Leon!" Rees shouted back immediately. "Where are y-"
He hoisted the light orb higher and went rigid.
The carcass of the colossal Rexian Bear lay before him.
Its second head had also been torn away. The jaw was pulverized exactly like the first. The massive frame was contorted into an impossible shape, ribs collapsed as if hit by an irresistible weight, the spine crushed down into the ribcage.
And perched atop the mountain of flesh was...
Leon.
He was completely saturated in gore.
His eyes burned with a bright crimson light, sharp and devoid of mercy.
A suffocating bloodlust radiated from him, so intense that even Rees, despite being undead, felt a chill of terror strike his Necro-heart.
"S-Sir Leon..." Rees instantly dropped to one knee in a submissive bow.
*Thud*
Leon leaped from the beast's remains and landed beside him. His long dark hair hung in tangles over his blood-caked face.
"Care to explain," Leon inquired in a level tone, "why I woke up inside that thing’s mouth..."
His eyes flickered momentarily toward Rees’ arm.
"...and why you’re missing a fucking hand?"
"Y-Yes, sir," Rees answered quickly.
As they exited the cavern, Rees recounted the entire ordeal... every incantation, every choice, and every desperate risk he had taken over the last hour to preserve Leon’s life.
...
Ten minutes later,
"I understand," Leon noted. "You did well, Rees."
He hesitated.
"And... we’ll deal with your hand soon. I will find a corpse for you to get a new hand from."
He then inspected his own state.
"But first... I want to take a shower."
Leon suddenly crouched, pressing both palms against the dirt.
Rees blinked. "Sir... why are you...?"
Hup
Before the question was finished, Leon shot into the air.
It wasn't a simple jump. It was a violent launch.
He cleared over fifty meters in height before plummeting into the river below.
*SPLASH*
"...Wow," Rees whispered, awestruck, as he began to walk toward the water's edge.
...
*Splash*
After cleansing the blood from his skin, Leon emerged from the river.
His body had transformed.
He was lean—yet significantly more muscular. Every twitch of his muscles hinted at a silent, terrifying strength.
Rees was already standing by for him.
"Rees," Leon said, his expression unreadable. "We’re going home."
"Y-Yes, sir," Rees answered, falling into step behind him.
Leon looked at his shirt, which was still ruined by bloodstains. Without a word, he stripped it off and cast it aside.
They traveled in silence for the next five kilometers.
Then, without warning,
*Halt*
Leon stopped in his tracks.
"S-Something wrong, sir?" Rees asked, looking puzzled.
<Sixth Sense>
*Swish*
*Catch*
Leon’s hand snapped up, snatching an object out of the air without even turning his head.
Rees spun around, searching for the culprit.
"There’s nothing..."
Leon opened his hand.
A slender needle lay in his palm, dripping with a green substance.
<Inspect>
[Name: Blue Moringo’s Needle]
[Rank: B]
[Description: A projectile fired from a Blue Moringo’s tail. Coated with lethal poison capable of killing a target within seconds.]
Leon turned his gaze slowly toward the treeline.
His eyes flared red, and a cruel grin pulled at his lips.
’The bloodlust...’ Rees thought.
’It’s increasing. Even the mana around him is twisting. What the hell did that core do to him?’
<Glitch Point>
Crimson dots manifested across the surrounding trees.
*Swish—Swish—Swish*
Three more projectiles zipped toward Leon at high velocity.
He simply tilted his head...
’right... right... left.’
Every needle whistled past him.
"Instant Kill," Leon whispered.
<Instant Kill>
[All targets are killable!!]
"Kill."
His pupils turned void black.
Steelweb armor rippled across his skin, encasing him in a dark, protective shell.
*Swish*
He vanished instantly.
"Uhhuh...?"
"Uwhuhuhu...?"
The Blue Moringos—verdant, monkey-like creatures with elongated needle-tails—were thrown into confusion the moment Leon disappeared from their sight.
A shadow loomed behind one of them, the primary attacker.
"Searching for me...?"
"Kwehh—!"
Leon seized its head and gave a sharp twist. The movement was so swift and savage it bordered on the monstrous.
Once.
Twice.
*Crack—Crack*
*Thud*
The body hit the earth.
The remaining Moringos realized the danger instantly, their eyes bulging and fur bristling in sheer terror.
"Anyone else want to die?" Leon asked softly, his glowing red eyes locking onto them.
"Huhuhuhuhu...!"
"Huhuhuhuhuhuuu...!"
They bolted immediately, swinging through the canopy without a single backward glance.
"Good," Leon remarked. "I didn’t want blood stains on me again."
He flickered—
—and stood once more in front of Rees.
"Let’s go."