Unholy Player-Chapter 138: Massive Profit (Part 2) [BONUS]

After passing through the ruined city walls and drawing closer, Adyr came to a stop. He could feel even his organs beginning to tremble. That metallic taste rising in his throat was unmistakable.

Any closer, and he might start vomiting blood. He decided this was the limit.

Behind him, Mirela followed, carrying the massive metal structure. While the vibrations didn’t seem to affect her as severely, she was clearly feeling them, especially considering she lacked any dependable [Resilience] stat. Still, she was holding up well.

The metal plates had begun to vibrate. The bolts binding them rattled violently, looking as if they might shoot off at any second. Even the heavy wooden beams framing the structure had started to crack. But the concept had worked: the plates reflected most of the incoming vibrations, allowing the structure to hold together without shattering.

"Wow... looks like it might actually work," Mirela said, gently lowering the structure to the ground, positioning it to face the Colossith directly.

Malrik and Lucen landed moments later, both nodding in agreement.

The structure before them now resembled a giant natural vibration barrier. With its deep, melodic hum, it absorbed and reflected the tremors, creating a buffer zone of calm air behind it, as if the world on the far side was untouchable.

"Well... now we’ll find out," Lucen muttered, eyes narrowing as he focused on the Rank 4 Spark ahead.

This behemoth, which fed off vibrations, would normally freeze and begin absorbing when there was a sudden spike in tremor activity. That was what they were hoping for.

Until now, the Colossith hadn’t made any direct attacks, but its massive legs had been pressing into the earth, trying to push past the six-armed ape holding it back.

Now, however, as the reflected vibrations reached its body, its leg movements noticeably slowed. Moments later, it went completely still.

Its bill—reminiscent of a platypus—was slightly opened. Its eyeless face shifted, angling gently toward the source of the new vibration.

Under the pale black and white sun’s glare, its posture looked almost like a crocodile basking with its mouth agape.

"Ha! It worked. It actually worked!" Malrik let out a loud laugh. "I can’t believe I’m saying this, but... it actually worked." If he weren’t a century-old practitioner hardened by experience, tears would’ve likely poured from his eyes.

Mirela didn’t bother to hide hers. Her eyes already shimmered as she bit down on her lower lip, nodded slightly, and whispered, "Yeah..."

Even Lucen’s typically unreadable face showed a hint of relief. freewёbnoνel-com

All of them, just moments ago convinced this would be their end, now shared a rare, quiet joy in knowing they’d survived.

"What... is happening?" The question, low and rumbling like a growl, broke the silence of the night.

Liora’s massive ape head finally noticed the large structure that had appeared behind her. She turned toward it in disbelief, eyes searching.

She looked over the others, her words sluggish. "What... is that thing?"

Mirela, wiping away her tears, cupped her hands around her mouth and called out loudly to be heard.

"Big Sister Liora! You can come back and rest now. Everything is under control."

Liora hesitated for a moment, clearly surprised by what she’d heard. But there was trust in her expression. Slowly, she began to pull her six arms back from the Colossith’s body, one after another.

When she met no resistance, her brows drew in tighter.

"That thing’s really doing it? I can feel a hell of a lot of vibration coming from it."

Her voice was still guttural and deep, the kind that echoed from a throat no longer human.

"Yes, Lady Liora," Lucen replied. His tone was steady but measured—he was trying to give her assurance. She hadn’t reverted to her human form yet, which meant she was still on edge. "You can step back now. We’re keeping watch. If anything shifts, we’ll step in."

Any sudden change could cost them the entire city. Even if the structure was working for now, they couldn’t afford to trust it blindly.

"I see..."

Liora finally relaxed. Her huge frame slumped just slightly, like someone laying down a weight they’d carried for too long. Then, almost gently, her eyes slid shut.

A faint shimmer rolled across her fur-covered body. The dense brown hair evaporated into strands of glowing energy, curling upward and vanishing. Her six arms pulled in tight, shrinking rapidly, then snapped into two. Her bulky form compressed, bones cracking and muscles shifting with wet, organic sounds.

Within seconds, the monster was gone.

In its place, a short, toned woman dropped out of the sky like a stone.

Her skin was a deep bronze, her limbs compact and muscular. Despite her small size, the force behind her descent was unreal—she cut through the air like a falling hammer. Her bare breasts, large for her frame, lifted unnaturally with the pressure of the wind as she dropped, rising sharply with each shift in velocity. Both Lucen and Malrik turned their heads away at the last second, just before seeing what they weren’t supposed to—faces blank, but clearly strained.

Adyr didn’t look away.

He observed her closely, his eyes scanning every detail. For a Rank 4 practitioner, she was surprisingly marked—faint but visible scars traced across her body like old battle maps. She was short—shorter than even Vesha—and looked nothing like the massive ape she’d just been. The disconnect was striking.

So that’s what was hiding under all that muscle.

Her body hit the ground with a solid, echoing thud. Dust and chunks of stone burst outward in all directions, carving a wide crater into the earth and shrouding her in a thick gray cloud. Adyr watched in silence, calculating just how dense her body had to be to cause that much impact with a frame so small.

When the dust finally cleared, Liora stepped out, now clothed in a plain black crop top and tight leggings. She was barefoot, arms relaxed, and face calm but focused.

She walked toward them, glancing once at the massive reflective structure behind them.

"This is... not what I expected." Her voice had softened now, but the edge was still there. "Whose idea was that?"

"Big sister! Isn’t it cool?" Mirela shouted, descending in a blur of shimmering wings. She landed lightly, laughing as she threw her arms around Liora’s neck. "Now we can finally rest with ease."

Lucen and Adyr touched down a moment later.

"This young man," Lucen said quietly, tilting his head toward Adyr. "Looks like he gave up quite a bit of rare material for us."

His face remained unreadable, but the warmth in his voice betrayed a rare note of appreciation.

"Adyr?" Liora’s gaze snapped to him. She tilted her head to meet his eyes. He was taller than her, much taller. Her sharp stare drilled into his, unflinching. "So you’re the one I’ve been hearing about."

It was their first time seeing each other face to face.

After a long look, a sly grin crept across her face. "Those eyes... they don’t belong to some sly little fox. You’ve got the look of a wild animal."

"She’s not insulting you," Mirela cut in quickly, laughing nervously. "That’s just how she gives compliments."

Adyr smiled faintly. Even if it had been an insult, it wasn’t worth reacting to. And even if he had, the truth was simple—if Liora wanted, she could turn him into a smear on the pavement before he blinked.

"Lady Liora," he said. "Good to finally meet you."

This time, his posture remained upright, his tone flat. There was no bow, no attempt at grace. He simply looked down at her and spoke.

Liora raised an eyebrow.

"Hnh. Yeah. You definitely look like a beast. But a smart one. A sneaky one. I like that." She grinned again. "Thanks for the help."

Adyr didn’t answer.

He just kept looking at her, and in the back of his mind, a thought surfaced clearly.

No, madam... You’re probably the only real beast here.

Even someone like him—a monster in his own right—had to admit she left an impression.

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