A Little Monster With A Wife Is Amazing – CH40

Chapter 40: The Little Monster He Had Been Looking For All This Time…

Jian Tang was almost scared to death.

Suddenly coming face-to-face with the legendary, terrifying big boss was already enough to give him nightmares for several nights. He never expected that the big boss would actually… actually look straight at him!!

The various rumors about the Bloody Butcher were far too horrific. One of them claimed that he could kill people with just a glance. For an F-rank little monster like Jian Tang, a single glare from the man would mean he’d drop dead on the spot!

Jian Tang was so terrified his limbs went weak, and tears streamed down his face—he was literally scared to tears.

He didn’t want to die!

He had finally gotten a wife after so much effort, finally gotten a raise, and finally started living a good life for a few days. He didn’t want to die, didn’t want to die, didn’t want to die!!

But reality was cruel. The terrifying Bloody Butcher was not known for his mercy. Jian Tang watched as the man raised his hand, and a sharp white beam of light shot out from his palm, bearing down directly upon him.

Ahhhhh, I’m dead, I’m dead, I’m really going to die!!!

Jian Tang closed his eyes in despair. His only wish right now was that his death wouldn’t be too painful or look too horrific, otherwise his wife wouldn’t even be able to help collect his corpse.

However, the terrifying fatal blow never arrived.

Instead, his body suddenly felt light, and the powerful pressure that had been binding him all this time abruptly vanished. He could actually straighten his spine and sit up.

“?”

Could this be… the liberating feeling of death?

Jian Tang opened his eyes in surprise, only to find himself still sitting perfectly safe and sound in the audience. However, a bizarre, transparent film of light had appeared right in front of him.

That film of light resembled a massive bubble, completely enveloping the entire audience section.

It severed the black streams that had been continuously feeding nourishment to the black coffin. Around him, the audience members who had lost their minds collapsed to the ground like kites with broken strings, all falling into a deep unconsciousness.

The Bloody Butcher was… protecting human civilians?

Jian Tang looked at the Bloody Butcher in astonishment, but realized his vision was highly blurred—not because there was an issue with his eyesight, but because a layer of pale green slime covered the film of light in front of him, blocking his view.

This slime came from a group of slowly crawling little snails. Like window-cleaning squeegees, they clutched the surface of the light film and advanced in a neat line, emitting little “gu-ji gu-ji” cheering noises as they moved. They were actually kind of cute.

As the little snails advanced, the area covered by the slime on the light film grew larger and larger. Jian Tang felt a strange premonition: once this slime completely covered the film, they would be teleported back to the normal world.

Seeing that the “teleportation bubble” below was operating normally, Feng Xun finally shifted his gaze back to what lay directly in front of him.

With a flip of his skeletal hand, a massive Shinigami scythe appeared in his left palm. He swung it backward, instantly cleaving apart countless Evil Seeds rushing toward him—they had all escaped from the crushed mother nest in a pathetic state, but upon emerging, they immediately received nourishment and transformed into their complete forms in a fraction of a second.

Seeing the Bloody Butcher locked in a fierce brawl with the sky-blotting swarm of Evil Seeds, the three Realm Lords exchanged a glance, mutually intending to sneak away.

If their true forms were to go up against the Bloody Butcher, the odds of victory would be about fifty-fifty, making it a viable fight.

But what they had here were merely avatars, possessing only one-fifth of their true strength. Even if the three of them joined forces, it would only amount to three-fifths of their power. Only an idiot would actively go looking for a beating.

Yet just as their figures had halfway dissolved into concealment, they were violently hauled back out by a massive force. The three turned their heads around, only to see the Bloody Butcher wildly thrashing those blind Evil Seeds with one hand, while using his other skeletal hand to hurl chains, dragging them straight back out of their hidden space.

The Realm Lords: “…”

We can’t afford to mess with you, but we can’t even hide from you either?

Are you psycho, you violent maniac!!

“This matter has nothing to do with us,” the Nightmare Duke explained, repressing his fury as he adapted to the situation. “We were merely passing by.”

A brutal slash from the Shinigami scythe was his response, almost shaving off half of the fine hair he took so much pride in.

“Fuck!” Heramis had the most explosive temper, and she instantly refused to endure it any longer. “Don’t push it too far! Do you really think you can take on a whole group by yourself? This isn’t inside a dungeon!”

Inside a dungeon, there was only one final boss, but here there were three of them. If they linked up and coordinated, they wouldn’t necessarily land in a disadvantage!

Shhhk—

Three more Bloody Butchers materialized right in front of them, each identical to the true form, their overbearing auras crashing down upon them.

A’nie: “…Why did you have to remind him.”

Outside of a dungeon, certain special skills that would normally be restricted by the system could be unleashed to one’s heart’s content.

The corners of the Nightmare Duke’s eyes twitched, and he wordlessly revealed his black-gold scepter.

Since they couldn’t leave and couldn’t escape, their only option was—

“Let’s go!”

Outside, it was a bloody rain and a grim wind, a dark sky and a bleak earth; inside, the weather was smooth and life was quiet and peaceful.

Jian Tang stayed inside the safe bubble of the light film, looking up with awe at the big shots’ god-level brawl. The four big figures and the swarm of Evil Seeds were locked in a chaotic melee, completely turning the scene into a jumbled mess.

As he watched, his gaze fell onto the black coffin on the stage.

After the supply of nourishment was severed, that black coffin showed no further activity. No one on scene cared about the poor offering buried inside. Only Jian Tang—only he had been continuously paying attention to the situation of the black coffin.

Although Jian Tang had heard before that an exiled task-taker had to pay an exorbitant price to re-acquire a ticket, he didn’t know the exact details of ticket acquisition, nor did he know the related rituals. Therefore, he didn’t clearly understand what that pink light halo rising from the black coffin earlier was.

He only knew: after the Bloody Butcher appeared and cleaved “Yuan Cheng” in two, that sliver of pink light dropped from the air, falling back into the thick black slurry of the black coffin.

Did that belong to Little Yu? Or… was it Little Yu’s soul?

Right now, the slime from the little snails had already enveloped most of the light film. Jian Tang scurried up and down the audience seats, and with great effort, finally found a suitable angle to see the situation over by the black coffin clearly through a section not yet blocked by the slime.

A massive, severed tentacle—seemingly belonging to the evil god Heramis—suddenly plummeted from the sky, crashing heavily onto the stage.

The vibration of the stage caused the black coffin to tip over onto its side, spilling the black slurry all over the floor. Jian Tang strained his eyes to search through it, and his heart gave a sudden, violent thud.

He saw Little Yu.

The other party was still in his pink little dolphin form, but his body size had shrunk significantly, now only about the size of a koi fish.

He was entirely covered in the foul-smelling, mud-like black slurry, the tip of his tail twitching convulsively, hovering on the verge of death.

It’s Little Yu! He’s still alive!

Jian Tang’s heartbeat accelerated sharply.

He cast a nervous glance toward the sky. The water curtain outside had long been shattered by the fierce fighting. If he stepped out right now, he wouldn’t be affected by the water pressure, and his movements wouldn’t be restricted.

The first row of the audience seats was very close to the stage. If he utilized his maximum speed, it would only take a few seconds for him to bring the tiny little dolphin back.

Just a few seconds.
No one would notice.

Jian Tang took a deep breath. He had already tested it earlier—the light film provided one-way protection, so entering and exiting wouldn’t be blocked. As long as his speed was fast enough, this rescue plan was flawless.

Let’s try it!

Right then, another terrifying sound of collision echoed, and the entire space trembled violently. Jian Tang saw A’nie’s dense fog envelope more than half of the airspace. The people outside couldn’t see the situation inside, and the people inside… probably wouldn’t notice a minor movement outside either.

It was now or never. Jian Tang instantly reverted to his monster form, transforming into a slender little vine, and shot toward the stage like an arrow.

—

Amidst the dense fog.

Sensing a fluctuation in the light film, Feng Xun’s sharp gaze immediately swept toward the area.

The strength of a Realm Lord’s avatar couldn’t compare to their true form at all, so this bit of dense fog from the Eye of Hell was basically useless against Feng Xun. His vision was completely unhindered, allowing him to see clearly: no one had stepped out of the protective circle.

The cohabiting cub of his household should still be safely staying within the audience seats. Counting the time, in another seven or eight seconds, the “teleportation bubble” would activate its teleportation function.

Once the boy left, he would have no more reservations, with no need to worry that his fierce offensive methods would catch the audience area in the crossfire. He could fully unleash his boss-beating mode to his heart’s content.

Just as Feng Xun was about to avert his gaze, his peripheral vision suddenly caught a streak of green shadow. The other party’s speed was as fast as lightning, rushing toward the stage at full tilt.

Is it an Evil Seed, or… another eerie monster?

He fixed his eyes on it. Although the other party’s speed was exceptionally fast, it failed to escape Feng Xun’s terrifying dynamic vision.

The moment he got a clear look at the appearance of the suddenly appearing monster, the man’s pupils contracted sharply.

There was absolutely no need to deliberately discern the other party’s weak monster aura; based on appearance alone, anyone could tell it was a very weak eerie monster, visually looking like either an E-rank or an F-rank.

It should be a plant-type monster. The moment it scrambled onto the stage, several slender vine tentacles extended out, firmly binding the pink little dolphin lying in the filthy black slurry.

Feng Xun didn’t care about what it was doing. At this moment, the focus of his sight was entirely concentrated on the very tip of the little monster’s vine.

There, two tiny bumps rose, resembling a pair of small, adorable green rabbit ears.

—You don’t know the name, you don’t know the background, you don’t even know what group the party belongs to or what the true form looks like. You’ve only seen it once briefly in a dungeon. How are you supposed to find it like this? How could you possibly find it?

He Mengxing had asked him exactly like that before.

Yes, Feng Xun knew himself that it truly was incredibly difficult to find.

At the beginning of their encounter, he had never imagined that this little monster’s body would hold the clues and truth he had been searching for all this time—about the destruction of their original world, about what happened on the day the apocalypse arrived, and about what his father had actually done right before he died.

Feng Xun would never have dreamed that a little monster met by chance in a dungeon would actually be a witness to the “Night of the Apocalypse” of his original world. Therefore, he hadn’t spent any effort prying into the other party’s information back then, nor had he tried to tear off the other party’s disguise—

It was obviously very timid, resembling a novice monster participating in a dungeon for the very first time. It wrapped its body up completely airtight and stacked itself full of disguise buffs, as if deeply terrified that others would dox its information and come looking for revenge after the dungeon ended.

Feng Xun didn’t know that eerie monster’s name, background, species, or true form, but… it wasn’t as though he was completely devoid of any information.

He knew that the other party had a pair of green rabbit ears.

—Almost identical to the green rabbit ears exposed by the little vine monster below.

On the stage, Jian Tang wrapped his vine tentacles around the dying little dolphin, a great weight lifting from his chest.

Everything was going smoothly.

Next, as long as he swiftly dove back into the light film bubble and hid himself, there would be no problem.

Yet right at this moment, he suddenly caught a sharp sound of breaking air coming from right above his head.

“?”

Jian Tang lifted his head, only to see a black shadow descending upon him at extreme speed like an arrow piercing the sky.

The little monster’s pupils instantly suffered a massive earthquake: Th-That… that is the Bloody Butcher??

Why on earth is he charging right at me!!!

Jian Tang was frightened out of his wits. Clamping onto the little dolphin tightly, he fled toward the audience seats for his absolute life.

The green little vine was as swift as a bolt of lightning, almost streaking out afterimages as it rushed to the front of the light film in a flash.

If Feng Xun had only been a bit suspicious before, seeing the little vine’s staggering escape speed now aligned with another characteristic of the little monster in his memory. The credibility of the guess in his heart instantly surged to eighty percent.

Swish—

Jian Tang successfully rushed into the light film bubble.

The next second, he was hauled right back out.

A freezing skeletal hand pinched the tail of his vine. Jian Tang could clearly feel that if the other party exerted just a fraction more strength, those sharp skeletal claws would crush his body and tear him limb from limb.

What was even more terrifying was that he locked eyes with that horrific butcher once more—

No longer staring from a distance, this time, the two sides were within arm’s reach. Jian Tang could even see the bizarre red light flickering within the hollow sockets of the Shinigami mask.

“Caught you.” The man’s voice was cold and ruthless, as if pronouncing a death sentence.

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