Six-Armed Serpent Demon

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The dream filled her with rage and resentment.

Just then, she noticed that the blue-purple disc in her mental vision had returned to its original state. The added points of light had somehow decreased, as if they had been absorbed into the circular darkness surrounding the disc, becoming part of that darkness.

Emerald-like vertical pupils opened in the dark stone cave.

She was pleasantly surprised to find that the injury under her armpit was healing rapidly.

She felt as if she were dreaming, and in a daze, she consumed a portion of the absorbed souls to enhance her body's potential, giving her demonic body the ability to heal rapidly.

The six-armed serpent demon gently shrugged his shoulders, feeling both joyful and somewhat bewildered.

She quickly reviewed the demonic knowledge stored in her brain.

The results of her research filled her with ecstasy:

When an organism's physique reaches its limits, its body has a certain chance of gaining the ability to heal rapidly. While this ability isn't as extreme as the legendary Hydra's regenerative abilities, which can regrow severed limbs or even severed heads, it is still quite practical.

However, while her physical attributes as a demonic being met, she had never possessed this ability before. Neither the six-armed serpent demons nor the mortal hunters' lineages in demonic knowledge included this ability. Now, this rapid healing had suddenly emerged… What is the triggering mechanism for this derived ability?

However, the answer cannot be found in existing knowledge.

Perhaps it was when facing strange visions in the spiritual world during a dream that the resentment and unwillingness to accept the injury erupted? Thus, the strong subconscious drove the body to evolve in this direction, tapping into the corresponding potential?

The logic from the game in my previous life makes it easy to draw this conclusion: "So, I traded experience points for the ability to regenerate health?"

She frowned and thought for a minute before deciding not to waste any more brain cells.

In short, it was a blessing in disguise.

If there really is a relatively fixed triggering mechanism, there will definitely be opportunities to encounter it in the future.

She closed her eyes, happily hugged the baby owl bear, greedily inhaling the comfort of its furry texture, and murmured softly, "It would be so much more convenient if there were a game panel..."

"Gurgle, gurgle"

The six-armed serpent demon slept soundly for a long time, and when he woke up, he was full of energy, as if all the fatigue from the battle had been swept away.

It’s actually an illusion.

Demons don't need to eat or rest, but the habit of taking a nap in her past life seems to be etched into her soul.

On her whim, the two loyal giants, the Earth Giant and the Devil Claw, quickly reopened the tunnel.

A large influx of fresh air rushed into the cave, along with bright sunshine.

I'm going to a human-inhabited city. What are your plans next?

She can sense earth giants and dinosaurs telepathically.

They were all bait, captured or purchased by Tancred's men, to lure Herbert out.

Having watched many nature documentaries in her past life, she had already released the cloaked flying monkey back into the wild. The cloaked flying monkey's home was the jungle of the Sanglaqi Mountains, and it was jumping around and squeaking excitedly when it was released, it was incredibly happy.

As for the two owl bear cubs, all they do is whine and whimper all day long, showing absolutely no hunting ability (perhaps the lizardman cubs would disagree).

How can we release them back into nature?

The six-armed serpent demon held the two owl bear cubs, petting and sucking them repeatedly, and finally decided to take the two little ones with him, treating them as two pets.

Click click click.

The alien cockroach eagerly tapped its mouthparts at her.

She got it.

The Earth Giant was an unlucky creature who accidentally got captured near the surface and is terrified at the mere mention of going to a human-inhabited city. Now it plans to return to the underground world, its true home.

She asked the Devilclaw monster: "And you?"

The moment the hole was dug open, the Deinonychus cowered and retreated back into the shadows of the passage.

Like the Earth Giant, it is a monster that lives in the underground world. However, its adaptability is even worse than that of the Earth Giant. To this day, its eyes cannot adapt to strong sunlight, and it can only move freely in cloudy or rainy weather or at night.

The Deinonychus cautiously gazed at the bright sunlight outside the cave entrance, its vulture-like head revealing no expression.

[With, Master]

【very good】

The six-armed serpent demon stretched out one hand in front of the dinosaur, palm facing upwards.

The Devilclaw looked down and saw something strange lying in its snow-white palm.

This is a strap connecting two copper rings, with two thin, round, transparent obsidian pieces embedded in the copper rings.

【do not move】

She commanded.

He used both hands to lift the strap, tied it around the Deinonychus's head, and carefully adjusted its position.

The Deinonychus was immediately surprised to find that the world around it had suddenly become dark, just like the lightless underground. Turning to look at the world outside the cave, everything was no longer dazzling.

It looked around in a panic, gazing at this new world it had never seen before, its mighty body covered in chitin trembling slightly.

[Master, amazing, I'll follow you to the death.]

【cool】

The reborn looked with satisfaction at his little creations made in his spare time. The two lenses were polished from the obsidian weapon of a jungle hunter, while the copper rings and straps were leftover scraps from when he made his own chest protector.

Before becoming a game content creator in her past life, she had done all sorts of things, including selling handmade crafts online. Unfortunately, she didn't know how to run a business, how to be cute, or how to communicate with people, so her small online shop, which she had poured her heart and soul into, suffered huge losses.

She was heartbroken for a long time when the business closed down.

Once we get to the city, I'll find you a gold chain to wear around your neck; you'll definitely look like a big boss.

The Devilclaw Monster couldn't understand.

Two owl bear cubs stood beside her tail, looking up curiously at the Deinonychus monster.

The vulture's head had changed. Two gleaming black discs now perched on its massive, hooked beak. Combined with its sturdy build and two large, terrifying talons on its forelimbs, it looked incredibly formidable.

They don't understand human words like "aloof" or "temperament," so they can't describe it and can only rely on their own habits:

"Gurgle, gurgle"

Author's note: Something came up unexpectedly tonight, so I'm updating earlier at noon.

Chapter 26 The Lizardman Headhunter

The ability to take on a mortal form is very useful, allowing mortal hunters to easily become targets they wish to replace, with no size or time restrictions. The only drawback is that each time this ability is used, a small piece of the target's flesh and blood is consumed.

The six-armed serpent demon no longer had any flesh and blood left, so it could only travel north from Narubel Pass in its original form as a six-armed serpent woman, accompanied by two pets and a strong, sunglasses-wearing bodyguard, the Terrorclaw monster.

This is the fourth day since they left.

On the first day, they took the mountain pass path and started walking on Narubel Avenue, which Tankred had mentioned. They should be almost at the Pirate Port by now.

But the six-armed serpent demon felt increasingly uneasy as he walked.

She discovered that the terrain along the way, since she got onto Narubel Avenue, was very different from what Tancred had described.

According to Tancred's description, after a day's journey north along the small path through the Narubel Pass, you will see a main road running from east to west. Because the northwest end of this main road leads to the pirate port of Narubel, the section of road from the intersection of the small path and the main road to Narubel is called Narubel Avenue. This route is very dangerous, as the entire Narubel Avenue winds through the vast jungle of Thurte, controlled by the Chiropterans.

However, on her journey north, she neither encountered any pterodactyls nor saw any large jungles.

The Sanlachi Mountains act like a high wall, blocking the biting cold winds to the north.

North of the Narubel Pass, the terrain doesn't drop much. Following the trail north, the primeval jungle gradually disappears. Once you turn onto the main east-west road, the altitude remains high, but the temperature drops sharply. The vegetation transforms from sparse, impenetrable primeval jungle into scattered shrubs and meadows. Most areas are barren, exposing broken volcanic rock. In the distance, clusters of yellowish-green dot the vast, dark red landscape.

"The traces of this crustal movement and uplift are quite recent."

The reborn gazed at the shattered earth and muttered to himself, "How come it's like going north across the Himalayas from Nepal and ending up on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau?"

The reborn woman didn't choose geography as her subject in the college entrance exam. However, after becoming a demon, no matter how ancient the knowledge she learned in her previous life was, she didn't need to consciously think about it; it would naturally come back to her when needed. Her brain seemed to have become a computer.

The northern part of the mountain is not entirely devoid of primeval forests.

They walked northwest along Narubel Avenue and came to a huge basalt bridge.

The six-armed serpent demon saw a deep, precipitous valley below the stone bridge. The valley was formed by a horizontal river, like a knife's edge slicing through the high-altitude grasslands. Standing on the high, black stone bridge, looking down into the valley, mist swirled, covering the dense primeval jungle, as humid and hot as south of the Sanlachi Mountains.

She murmured softly, "...Is this some kind of alternate world version of the Yarlung Tsangpo River?"

Seeing such a huge stone bridge, the six-armed serpent demon's mood improved somewhat.

Since the geological changes in this area are recent, the stone bridge must also be new. The fact that someone was willing to spend a huge sum of money to build such a massive stone bridge here shows that this road is not a dead road.

She looked down to admire the scenery, but suddenly noticed something moving in the dense forest below, even looking up at her and her group. These creatures were hidden beneath the towering primeval jungle, their skin almost the same color as the trees. Their mouths and tails looked strangely familiar to her.

They are reptilians.

His emerald green vertical pupils narrowed slightly.

This reminded her of an unpleasant past event: the lizardman village where she had been subjected to excessive force after asking for directions.

Something even more unpleasant happened.

The six-armed serpent demon saw flocks of birds startled into flight in the valley, and the rustling of the green leaves pointed to the direction the lizardmen were moving rapidly. Those reckless creatures were moving swiftly upwards from the bottom of the valley, splitting into two groups and rushing towards the ends of the stone bridge. Clearly, they were there to ambush them.

This left her speechless.

Lokuhame is a lizardman from the Grayscale tribe and the captain of the village's headhunting team.

Headhunting is an unshakable cultural tradition of the Lizardmen.

During the breeding season, the young and strong males of the tribe spontaneously form small teams to hunt heads in all directions.

The so-called headhunting is to find an intelligent creature—human, halfling, wild dwarf, or even a lizardman from another tribe—kill it, cut off its head, and bring it back to the tribe.

Males display the heads they hunt at the entrance of their huts. The more heads a male displays, and the better their quality, the more females he will attract, and the more eggs they will lay for him.

Recently, the headhunting practices of the lizardman tribes have caused them a lot of trouble.

Not long ago, a powerful lizardman tribe in this area, called Green Poison, provoked a large army from the north because of a headhunting incident. The entire tribe was wiped out, and the survivors scattered. The northern army, seemingly still enraged, swept through more than a dozen other large and small lizardman tribes in the surrounding area, killing six or seven thousand lizardmen in total. They essentially wiped out the lizardman population in the area.

Lokuhame thought his fellow tribesmen were a bunch of fools.

Why would you headhunt someone near your own territory?

Lokuhame himself was quite experienced in this regard. Each time he hunted a head, he would travel a long way, crossing two or three lizardman tribes to reach another tribe's territory that was not adjacent to his village. After successfully hunting a head, he would lead the way back to his own village at a distance. In this way, he would remain unnoticed and would not cause any trouble for the village.

That's what Lokuhamme did last time.

Three months ago, Lokuhame hunted heads alone at this very stone bridge. Back then, the Green Poison Tribe still existed, and this was the territory of the Green Poison Lizardmen.

Just like today, Lokuhamme lay in ambush at the bridgehead. Before long, a magnificent carriage came speeding down the road. The carriage was clearly out of control; before Lokuhamme could even react, it overturned and plunged off the bridge.

When Lokuhame arrived at the bridge, he saw that the carriage had sunk into the river, and two lifeless scaleless creatures lay on the bank, barely alive. They were young and seemed quite wealthy. They saw him as if he were their savior, begging him to save them and take them somewhere.

Without saying a word, the savior pulled out a machete and cut off the heads of the two unfortunate men.

Not long after, a northern army arrived to exterminate the lizardmen, and headhunting in all tribes ceased. As a result, Lokuhame's two heads from that hunt made him the most dazzling figure in the tribe. Three females willingly laid eggs for him.

To celebrate this great headhunting, Lokuhama peeled off the scalps of the two trophies, carefully tanned them, and carried them with him every day.

Lokuhame also never forgot the stone bridge, considering it his lucky bridge.

The moment Lokuhame saw the six-armed snake-woman on the bridge from afar in the valley, an irresistible urge surged within him.

That's her.

He was so convinced of this, his lower body burning with desire.

The most valuable trophy for a headhunter is undoubtedly the head of a snake-man. This is a consensus among all reptilians.

Both the snake-men and the lizard-men were creations of the Scaled Lords. However, compared to the lower-ranking lizard-men, the snake-men were the Scaled Lords' favorites and priests. The snake-men ruled over the lizard-men for tens of thousands of years, replacing the Scaled Lords.

Moreover, this race has become increasingly rare, almost to the point of extinction.

Placing the snake woman's head at the hut's entrance would win him at least half the favor of the tribe's females!

The six-armed serpent demon stood on the stone bridge, idly waiting for eight lizardmen to appear at either end and block them. Three in front, five behind.

Of the three lizardmen in front, the one in the middle was tall and strong, holding a long stick in both hands. At one end of the stick, two rows of sharpened obsidian pieces were tied with thin rope, making it look like a homemade machete.

The lizardman's greedy yellow eyes lingered on her, mainly staring at her neck.

The six-armed snake demon bent down, reached out and picked up the bear cub at his feet, stroking its head.

"Xiong Gu" is the name she gave to one of the owl bear cubs.

Compared to the other owl cub, "Bear Cub" has a rounder face, more head and face feathers, and long, pointed ear feathers. It is also less timid than the other cub.

The moment Xiong Gu was suddenly picked up, its ear feathers prickled up in alarm. When it realized it was its owner, it lowered its ears, nestled comfortably between two soft mounds, and purred contentedly.

The other owl bear cub looked more like a bear cub, with thicker and softer fur, a slightly goofy personality, and a slower reaction time than the owl bear cub. She named it "Gu Xiong" (meaning "coo bear").