Six-Armed Serpent Demon

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—I’m certain I’ve heard this old man’s voice somewhere before!

The old, decrepit voice spoke slowly, its tone always carrying a sense of helplessness: "Boktura came to kill her, but ended up dying here, killed by her... Do you think she would commit suicide?"

The other two people fell silent.

"Where to start the search, the bedroom?" the first voice asked.

On the ceiling, Ivy Beatrice quietly shrank her serpentine form.

"Still in the basement?"

In the basement, Burn Scar lowered his head, silently sneered, and twirled the two shovels in his hands.

"living room."

The old, decrepit voice said, "I have served the Beate family for many years... The old master always liked to keep secrets in the most conspicuous place."

—Served for many years? A long-time master?

Ivy Beatrice, who was plastered upside down on the bedroom ceiling, frowned.

Suddenly, the deceased deputy captain's testimony flashed through her mind like lightning.

"Your sudden arrival in Fireport to investigate the Salt Marsh files caused great alarm among your family's estate administrator and Burktura. Burktura had already begun preparing for the Dragon Madness Plan. But I don't know what happened afterward. Your family's estate administrator was Burktura's deputy, not me. At the time, I thought the Beate family were also demon cultists like us, until your incident made me realize they were targeting you..."

His emerald green vertical pupils narrowed into two slits.

At that time, Burktura was already dead, and the vice-captain recounted what happened before the original Ivy Beatrice fell into the trap of indiscretion.

After the Beate family's decline, the house was seized by the couple, Brokwi Swango and Rowan Beate Swango. They claimed to be the stewards of the Beate family property for the sake of the six warehouses in the storage area.

Therefore, before the family's decline, the Beate family had a different person in charge of their property in Fireport, who was also the deputy of the demon cult of Burktura.

If the six-armed serpent demon Ivy Beatrice had any regrets, it was that she hadn't yet mastered the "Mind Detection" magic and couldn't extract more useful information from the vice-captain.

The six-armed serpent demon did not investigate the matter afterward, because she simply didn't care.

She's not the original, genuine young lady; she can just walk away afterward.

—As for the Beate family's old, trivial matters, that's none of my business.

She paid no attention to the whereabouts of the Beate family's assets or their internal strife; what truly captured her attention was the impending "Dragon Madness Project."

But now the situation has changed:

The salvage operation on the high seas was almost non-existent, and even the few pirates nearby were wiped out by the bomber squadron.

She's so bored she's about to die.

At this very moment, the fire of the Eight Trigrams burned fiercely in the chest of the six-armed serpent demon.

She considered casting a "mind detection" spell to see what kind of people these intruders were. But in her memory, the first of the three intruders to enter was a long-tailed dragon, who might also be a priest and possibly know magic.

This made her hesitant to act rashly.

Just then, a thought flashed through her mind, and she suddenly remembered the owner of the third voice.

That old, decrepit, half-dead tone…

He's basically a veteran supervisor from the city hall.

She had followed the young paladin Juan, and as Ivy Beate, she went to the city hall to queue up and demand the restoration of her public office status, only to be harassed by the old man.

She clearly remembered that the old man had made her memorize something called "Five Rules for Dragon Affairs," and when she couldn't, he sent her to work as a temporary clerk at the Huoshaogang Wharf.

Its emerald green vertical pupils blinked in the darkness.

It seems that... nothing is a coincidence.

She returned to the City of Flame as a low-ranking paladin, Ivy Beate, seemingly having forgotten everything, but clearly others didn't see it that way.

In order to monitor him and make it easier to carry out his plan, he sent him to work as a clerk at the dock, placing him directly under the nose of the port authority, Boktura.

If it were Ivy Beatrice, who was actually murdered, she would surely be furious after realizing what had happened.

But all she could do was sneer.

—I really thank you, old supervisor, oh no, old poop collector.

—Since that's the case…

The emerald green vertical pupils shifted. The six-armed snake demon turned its head to look at the overturned wardrobe and the exposed basement entrance.

A slight smile appeared on her lips.

She then began to use her "detection mind" on the living room.

In an instant, the three sources of thought in the living room were clearly reflected in her mind. Within seconds, she had perceived the surface thoughts of all three sources.

My mind is almost blank; all I feel is weariness and the urge to go home.

Another one... made the six-armed serpent demon want to punch him. She glanced at him with her telekinesis and saw that this guy's mind was full of images of her naked. It seemed that he must be the dragon who suggested searching the bedroom first.

As for the third one, the old mangy manure collector, she immediately sensed Berktura's goblin-like face, and...

The instant she glimpsed the old man's thoughts, all his mental signals turned into chaotic, shifting colors. A familiar force stopped her.

That was Demogorgon's demonic power.

There's no mistake, this old man is spouting the "Five Rules of Dragon Affairs," and he's actually a servant of Demogorgon. Moreover, judging from the demonic aura he exudes, his strength is clearly no less than that of Port Master Burktura.

At the same time, a muffled groan came from the living room.

Ivy-Beate sensed that the three sources of thought had changed the way they moved, cautiously heading towards the bedroom.

The six-armed serpent demon remained motionless, silently watching from the ceiling as they pressed the tip of their blade against the bedroom door and quietly pushed it open. She saw that one of the three was a dragon, and the other two were human.

The moment the door opened, all three of them froze.

Three pairs of eyes simultaneously fixed on the overturned wardrobe and the tunnel entrance exposed next to it.

They stared at the tunnel entrance, exchanged a few hand gestures, and then silently left the bedroom, heading towards the stairs leading from the living room to the basement.

The six-armed snake demon quietly slithered to the top of the bedroom tunnel entrance, drew six greatswords, and prepared to whack-a-mole. However, her tools for whack-a-mole were rather peculiar; to be precise, they were whack-a-mole shaving tools.

At the same time, I couldn't help but feel curious.

Of the three intruders, the second one's aura was somewhat familiar. Could it be someone I've seen before?

Author's note: Oops, I'm a few minutes late again. I'm so sorry. I can only say that there will be another update tonight.

Chapter 120 Acquaintances

In the pitch-black basement, a bright red flame flickered, like a burning charcoal.

Those are burn scars on his face.

Burn Scar discovered that whenever his killing intent surged, the scar left by the dragon's breath would turn bright red and burning hot.

He twitched his ears, listening carefully to the sounds coming from upstairs.

The layout of the entire first-floor room, and the footsteps of the three intruders, were as clear as if etched into his mind. Although they made no sound, their footsteps on the floor felt as heavy as drumbeats to the burn scars.

He knew that the traces he left in the bedroom had been discovered, but he wasn't too nervous; he was just a little puzzled.

Something's not right.

Because at the beginning, he also sensed something else.

It looked as if a large snake, centipede, or lizard had been crawling a short distance across the floor. He could almost feel its belly scales rubbing against the floor.

Then the thing swam to the corner of the wall and disappeared.

This made the burn scar wonder if he had made a mistake.

Then, he sensed three intruders. Since he wasn't wrong, then something was wrong with that thing.

That giant snake remained a mystery to him.

He forced himself to stop thinking about the mysterious thing and focus his attention on the three intruders.

They started moving slowly around the living room, chatting and searching for something. The vibrations of their voices reached Scarface's ears; they were talking about Ivy Beatrice, clearly not after him. But why, suddenly, did the three intruders change their pace and begin heading towards the bedroom...?

As a psionic monk, Scar knew nothing about magic.

But he couldn't help being curious about what had triggered this new change in the three intruders. Was it because of that winding, crawling thing that had mysteriously disappeared?

Is it still in the bedroom?

What happened next was somewhat disappointing to him. Undoubtedly, the three intruders didn't see the thing that had puzzled them, but instead discovered a newly opened tunnel entrance.

So they evacuated from the bedroom again, but not completely.

Burn Scar clearly sensed that one of the landing spots was not far from the bedroom door in the living room, and from that angle, the entrance to the tunnel could probably be seen.

This is a watchtower.

As for the other two intruders, they had already reached the basement door. They slowly opened the door and discovered the staircase leading downstairs.

Scarface sneered, slowly moving his four fists, preparing to deliver a head-on blow to those two guys.

He was not averse to the changes in his body.

Now that he has grown these strange yellow scales and four arms, he will no longer be seen as a Greenman.

As a half-lizardman, half-human hybrid, the "Green People" are inherently the lowest of the low, and only a fool would identify with this identity.

Burn scars don't make someone stupid.

But he would never forget the Green People who were like family to him. They protected him with their lives, only to be killed like beasts by the soldiers of the Fiery Earth City.

When he sensed that one of the three intruders was a high-ranking dragon, he decided to kill all three of them.

Since his body began to change and he inexplicably acquired this changeable stone, Scarface felt that something was faintly calling to him, as if urging him to complete some mission, or perhaps to go somewhere and release something.

The burn scars showed no resistance to it.

He has lost everything.

He himself is unsure what to do next or where to go. Perhaps it's good to be given a long-term goal like this.

And now...

He suddenly had a new idea.

—Go up through the tunnel to the bedroom.

He couldn't tell if the voice in his head was his own or a prompt from some unseen force. He didn't bother to tell either.

— Deal with the other two first.

With a light leap, Burn Scar jumped onto the roof of the basement leading to the bedroom. He braced himself against the tunnel walls with his four arms, then quickly climbed towards the bedroom.

Only then did he have time to consider a question.

—Why the other two?

The six-armed serpent demon Ivy-Beate was perched on the ceiling when she suddenly sensed something climbing up from the tunnel at an incredible speed.

This guy actually struck first; the three intruders were still in the living room.

His emerald green vertical pupils narrowed.

The next instant, she unleashed a second "Detect Thought" attack on the living room, then put away her weapon, pressed herself against the ceiling, and held her breath.

She could indeed unleash a six-sword combo to "cut the mole," but that would not only expose her but also allow the three intruders to reap the benefits.

The three intruders in the living room simultaneously sensed the magical fluctuations of "Thought Detection" and were jolted awake.

The burn scar also sensed something was wrong.

He knew nothing about magic, but within his perception zone, the rhythm of the three intruders' footsteps suddenly changed.

But with the entrance to the bedroom tunnel right in front of him, he had no other choice.

Upon seeing the four-armed, yellow-scaled monster leap out of the tunnel, Ivy Beatrice, who was pressed against the ceiling, opened her emerald green eyes wide.

Given the scars' current appearance, she wouldn't recognize him at all.

But a strong sense of danger compelled her to instantly turn her head to the side, no longer looking at the yellow-scaled monster.

The same feeling rose within the burn scar.

The moment he emerged from the tunnel, it was as if some ancient malice was projected upon him, causing all the yellow scales on his body to stand up.

Before he could figure out where the malice was coming from, the three intruders attacked first.

With a spell, a transparent sphere of force instantly enveloped the burn scar. It was the fourth-circle arcane spell, "Enchanted Sphere"!