bioinnovel Chapter 475 A Real Man Valmont
Chapter 475 A Real Man Valmont
Just as Riley was easily eliminating the enhanced ninja soldiers who had invaded the antique shop as if beating up children.
High above the distant clouds, a specially modified Black Hand Gang private jet, its exterior covered in stealth coating to shield it from radar detection, yet its interior brimming with luxury, was flying smoothly through the night.
Inside the cabin, under the soft lighting, there was an eerie silence.
Valon—or rather, the Holy Lord who was currently in control of this body—was sitting with his eyes closed in a large leather chair, his fingers unconsciously tapping the armrests.
He was wearing his signature green suit and had his hair neatly slicked back, but fine beads of cold sweat were seeping from his forehead, and his face was unusually pale.
Suddenly, his whole body convulsed violently, as if struck by an invisible electric current, and he abruptly opened his eyes!
Those eyes that originally belonged to Valmont, shrewd yet greedy, have now been replaced by a pair of scarlet eyes that are violent and burning with dark golden flames!
The evil will belonging to the Holy Lord surged back like a tidal wave, instantly overwhelming Valon's own consciousness and taking complete control of his body.
"Ugh... Roar... That wretched wall-climbing bug... it actually had this kind of power hidden!"
From Valon's throat, a low, inhuman roar was squeezed out, accompanied by a murmur like rolling lava.
The possessed Holy Lord clenched his fists tightly, causing the expensive leather armrests to groan under the strain.
Boundless rage, the frustration of a thwarted plan, and the overwhelming power of the final crimson dragon—a power that could shatter the Holy Lord's understanding—along with an indescribable sense of dread, all burned wildly within the Holy Lord's demonic soul.
It once thought that it was the only surviving "dragon" in the world.
But now, compared to the real, noble "dragon," it looks more like an ugly green lizard!
The mere emergence of this thought was far more infuriating to the Holy Lord than the failure of the action! So much so that the already silent cabin was instantly enveloped in a suffocatingly low pressure!
"Holy... Holy Lord... you've returned...?"
Just then, a cautious voice, tinged with ingratiation and a hint of confusion, rang out from the side.
Lasu, the biggest and relatively simple-minded burly man, was holding a plate of sliced fruit, bending over, and carefully looking at "Wallon".
Afen and Zhou Ze, sitting opposite each other, also stopped playing cards and looked over.
They noticed something was wrong with their "boss"—his aura suddenly became extremely terrifying, and his face turned ugly.
But they had no idea what exactly happened.
Seeing that "Valon" didn't react, but instead stared intently at the sky outside the window with those unfamiliar, burning eyes, as if suppressing a raging fire.
His instinct was to turn around and leave, to avoid this bad luck.
But the thought of Valon's body being innocently harmed if Shendu got angry made Rasu lick his lips, and finally, steeling himself, he tentatively asked again, his tone even carrying a hint of expectation.
"Um... Holy Lord, did we...did we win? Did we get the book? Will we find that box soon and become rich?"
His thinking was simple: since Shendu dared to target the antique shop, it would inevitably attract Riley's attention, and even be tracked back to their exact location by the all-powerful Spider-Man.
At that time, these unfortunate souls forced to obey Shendu might finally experience the long-awaited freedom when Spider-Man appears. And perhaps even more so, their beloved Valmont will be freed from the dragon's control!
Unexpectedly, the expectation in Rasu's eyes, which was not very shrewd, was far too straightforward.
So Rasu's offhand remark was like the last spark igniting a powder keg, causing the already furious Holy Lord to erupt completely!
"Did you... win...? Are you asking a question you already know the answer to, or are you deliberately mocking me?!"
Valon whirled around, his terrifying eyes fixed on Rasu. His voice was no longer Valon's original tone, but a distorted and horrifying mix of Valon's vocal range and Shendu's hoarse, majestic demonic voice.
Then, he slowly stood up, his tall shadow enveloping Rasu, and the temperature inside the cabin seemed to rise rapidly.
Clearly, after realizing Rasu's thoughts, he felt doubly humiliated!
Losing to that wretched wall-climbing bug isn't really a surprise...
But even Rasu, that fool who's bad at thinking, subconsciously believed that he was bound to lose, or even completely lose his last chance to turn things around...
This is the most ruthless trampling on the dignity of the Holy Lord as a great demon!
"You fools! Ants! Not a single one of you is of any use!"
The Holy Lord, controlling Valon's body, approached Rasu step by step, who was so frightened that his face turned pale and he could barely hold the fruit plate. His spittle almost landed on Rasu's face.
"If you guys were even remotely useful, that wall-climbing worm would be dead by now! And you actually have the nerve to ask me if I succeeded?!"
It grew increasingly agitated as it spoke, and even faint, tangible flames began to emanate from around its mouth. A smell of sulfur mixed with a burnt odor quickly spread.
Ah Fen and Zhou were so frightened that they jumped up and hid behind their seats, looking in terror at the "boss" who seemed ready to devour them.
Rasu's legs went weak, and the silver fruit platter in her hand fell to the carpet with a clatter, scattering fruit all over the floor.
"This...how can you blame us..." Rasu stammered, his mind blank with fear, and almost instinctively replied, "Even you yourself, after regaining your physical body, couldn't win..."
"Shut up!"
The Holy Lord interrupted him furiously, his face contorted in agony, his mouth gaping open unnaturally, and a dangerous red light beginning to emerge from deep within his throat, where dark green flames rolled and gathered, emitting a low rumble!
The alarm in the cabin seemed to sense the abnormally high temperature and began to emit a faint beeping sound.
"Incompetent scum! You don't even deserve to be a toy! Turn to ashes!"
The Holy Lord roared, about to unleash his pent-up evil fire and frustration in the most direct form of demonic flames at the defenseless Rasu, who was right next to him, and possibly even Afen and Zhou behind him!
He wanted to destroy something to quell the restlessness deep within his soul and that unacknowledged fear!
"No--!!!"
At this critical moment, a completely different roar, filled with pain, anger, and absolute resistance, suddenly burst out from deep within Valon's own throat!
It's Valmont!
Driven by the shock of witnessing his younger brother about to be killed by his own body, his own consciousness erupted with unimaginable power, and he began to frantically fight for control of his body!
Valon's body trembled violently, as if two souls were fighting to the death inside it.
His facial expressions changed at an astonishing speed.
One moment it's the wrathful, red-eyed expression of the Holy Lord, the next it's twisted into Valon's own familiar face, a mixture of extreme pain, anxiety, and despair.
The hand that had been raised and was pointing at Rasu began to shake and tremble violently. Sometimes it stretched forward, sometimes it desperately pulled back.
"Holy... Holy Lord! You fucking... dare to touch my people—!!"
Valon's voice was broken and intermittent, yet it was filled with an unprecedented ferocity and madness.
That was the roar of a fierce beast protecting its young, when its sore spot was touched.
"Go back! You lowly... vessel!"
The Lord's will roared, and the flames in his mouth burned ever brighter.
The struggle lasted only two or three seconds, but to Rasu and his two companions it felt like an eternity.
Finally, under the impact of Valon's unwavering will, and given that Shendu was now only a soul with severely limited abilities, Valon managed to regain control of his body with a roar!