Hero Hack: Reversing Heroes and Raising Harem-Chapter 253: Beast Patrol Tried a Jump Scare

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Chapter 253: Beast Patrol Tried a Jump Scare

Zain stood in the center of the ruined path, sword resting lightly against his shoulder. freewebnσvel.cѳm

His eyes were locked onto the beast-man standing across from him.

The patrol guard flexed his clawed hands. His fangs bared.

His body was lean but powerful, furred limbs covered in jagged muscle and dark armor plating.

His eyes glowed faint red as his stance shifted.

"I warned you," the guard growled.

"This sector is off-limits. You’ll regret coming here."

Zain smirked. "You sound like every fool I’ve crushed."

The Crimson Prowler didn’t waste words. He vanished in a blur of speed.

[Razor Dash]

Zain barely tilted his head in time as the claw swiped past his face.

Blood splashed from a shallow cut across his cheek.

Zain’s eyes widened slightly. "Fast."

Before he could turn, the beast swirled behind him and struck again.

Claws raked across his back, sending Zain sliding forward from the impact.

The ground cracked beneath his boots.

"Not bad," Zain muttered, spinning back around. "You’re not like the others."

The Prowler grinned. "And you’re slow."

[Blood Sense Howl]

The guard let out a sharp, focused howl. Ether swirled around him like steam.

His body tensed, claws sharper, steps faster.

He moved again, vanishing between strikes.

Zain raised his sword to block.

But the beast struck from the side, then the other, then behind.

Zain staggered, blood dripping from his arms and shoulder.

Velra, watching from the building, frowned. "Master..."

But Zain stood firm.

He lowered his sword, blood dripping from his hand, and smiled.

"Alright," he said calmly. "You got your hits in."

The Prowler didn’t stop.

"You’ll die here," he spat, "another failed fool crawling into the Maw."

Zain exhaled slowly.

[Heavenly Demon Breathing]

The air around him twisted.

The pain in his body didn’t fade, but the energy within him surged.

Every cut became fuel.

[Heavenly Demon Ether]

A dark glow rippled across his body. The ground shook slightly beneath his feet.

Zain cracked his neck.

[Heavenly Demon Body]

His skin hardened. Muscles tightened. His eyes gleamed red-gold.

"You wanted a fight?" Zain asked, stepping forward. "Here it is."

The beast growled and lunged again, claws outstretched.

Zain didn’t move until the last second.

He ducked under the strike, stepped in, and drove his elbow into the beast’s ribs.

[Heavenly Demon Fists]

A shockwave burst out from the hit, ether tearing through armor and bone.

The guard staggered. Zain didn’t stop.

A slash to the chest. A punch to the jaw.

A boot to the stomach that sent the Prowler flying back into a broken wall.

Dust rose.

The beast climbed out, breathing hard.

"This isn’t over," he hissed. "You’ll regret this... You’ll regret everything!"

Zain slowly walked forward, each step heavier.

"Regret?" he said. "I’m the one you send others to regret."

The beast rushed again, screaming.

Zain spun.

[Heavenly Demon Slash]

A wave of corrupted ether tore through the air, slicing through the beast’s chest.

The patrol collapsed, coughing blood.

He twitched once... then stopped moving.

Zain stood over the corpse, sword humming faintly.

"You were strong," he said. "But not strong enough."

He turned and walked back toward the ruined door.

Velra stepped out, smiling. "Done already?"

Zain nodded once. "He talked big. Fell fast."

Velra tilted her head. "You’re bleeding."

Zain glanced down at the cuts across his arms. "Just fuel."

She stepped beside him, her eyes scanning the dead mutants scattered around. "Then I guess we’re clear."

Zain looked toward the mist-covered road ahead. "You ready?"

Velra nodded. "Terminal’s cracked. I’ve got the map and the logs. We’re set."

"Good."

She adjusted her collar, then pointed off toward the east.

"Let’s move. There’s a Hero Association district not far from here."

"One of their old teleportation platforms is hidden just beyond that ridge."

Zain raised an eyebrow. "Hero territory already?"

"Small outpost. Nothing too guarded." Velra grinned.

"But it might give us a clean route forward."

Zain smirked. "Then we’ll walk through their front door."

He slid his sword across his back and cracked his neck.

"Let’s go."

They stepped into the fog—two demons marching toward the land of heroes.

---

Deep within the Silkgrave Coil.

Inside one of the silent towers where light moved like liquid across glass walls, Nyxa stood alone.

Screens floated in the air around her.

They were displaying data streams, location tags, and surveillance footage across The Maw.

Fiber-ether threads shimmered from the ceiling, connecting everything like spider silk.

She stood still, tall, pale, and unreadable—her black webcoat flowing with every movement.

Her fingers danced across a web of controls, pulling images from different zones of Gloom Spire.

One screen flickered red.

A blinking icon marked a patrol unit—stationed at the sector’s edge—had gone silent.

"Unit 77..." she whispered.

She tapped the tag. The screen zoomed in. Static. No heartbeat signal. No movement.

The identifier flashed: Jerinan

She waited ten seconds. Then twenty.

Still no recovery.

Another thread dropped from the ceiling.

It wrapped gently around her wrist, feeding her backup data from the local sensor nodes.

What it showed was simple.

The unit hadn’t moved in over ten minutes.

Her head tilted slightly. "Dead?"

She tapped again.

No alarm was triggered. No emergency beacon activated.

That meant... the death was fast. Clean. Or confused by interference.

She turned away from the screens and walked across the glass floor, heels echoing faintly.

"Likely devoured by rogue mutants," she said to no one.

"Happens often near the outer rings. Undisciplined. Too confident."

The room responded with a soft buzz as files auto-sorted.

A replacement chart appeared on the wall.

She scanned it once.

"Replace him with Varnok. He’s loud, but he listens."

She gave a small nod.

"Promotion granted. Field test begins immediately."

A new patrol name took Jerinan’s place on the map.

Clean. Efficient. No time wasted.

She turned back toward the monitors and whispered, "If he wasn’t killed by mutants..."

"Then something interesting may be crawling into our home."

She didn’t sound concerned.

Just... curious.

The screens faded to normal. No alerts followed.

And far away, Zain and Velra continued their march, still unseen by the one who watched everything.

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