My cousin is becoming a legend.

Chapter 64 You will be like me

"Mini-Dimensional Slash!"

Taking advantage of the opening, Violet launched the Small Dimensional Slash again.

However, this time the energy accumulation time was short, so the power was naturally reduced.

Ryder reacted quickly as well.

Purple energy flashed on his body, dragging him out of the attack range of the Small Dimensional Slash.

What followed was a fierce counterattack.

A purple, transparent magical hand grew from Ryder's back, stretching and lengthening as it flew toward Violet.

Violet left teleportation marks on the ground to quickly move away while using missiles to deal with the constantly attacking magical hands.

The two were locked in a fierce battle.

The battle beneath the city walls was nearing its end.

Lynn kept punching him hard.

Having lost all four limbs and pinned to the ground, Brown was nearing the end of his life.

As his life energy continued to diminish, his rationality seemed to gradually return.

The beast-like roars gradually disappeared, replaced by hoarse, low groans of pain.

Brown's face was a bloody mess, but his expression was still vaguely discernible.

That's an expression that only appears when one is in extreme pain.

"It hurts...it hurts so much..."

Brown was convulsing on the ground.

The effects of the mysterious potion seemed to be gradually fading, and the pain that had been blocked was returning to Brown's mind in no way.

"Lin...Lin En...please...I beg you..."

Brown stared at Lynn with pained eyes stained with black blood.

It seemed as if she was begging him for a quick death.

Lynn stood up and looked down at him without any emotion.

"Tell me where my sister is and I'll give you a quick death."

Brown shook his head in anguish.

His body was convulsing violently, and his eyes were rolling back.

"Pain relief...necklace..."

Lynn frowned and rummaged through Brown's storage necklace.

He pulled out a yellow medicine bottle labeled "pain reliever".

He casually tossed the bottle cap aside and poured the medicine into Brown's mouth.

Brown's expression quickly calmed down.

The body stopped convulsing.

It could be the effect of painkillers, or it could be a temporary resurgence of energy before death.

Brown finally regained his composure.

He stared blankly at the starry sky, motionless.

Lynn kicked him.

"Speak up, you don't want me to use healing potions to prolong your life, do you?"

Brown turned to look at Lynn, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

"I can tell you where your sister is, but you have to answer one question for me first."

"Speak," Lynn urged.

Brown paused for a moment, then asked:

Do you hate me?

Lynn scoffed.

"Isn't it obvious? If I weren't powerless to protect my family, I would have already taken action against you. But you idiot, you actually dared to let me come back, so don't blame me."

Brown stared at Lynn quietly and then smiled.

He was genuinely happy.

"Great, Lynn, now I finally know how much you hate me."

But did you know that...?

The more you hate me now, the more you will hate yourself in the end!

Because you'll eventually become just like me!

Sooner or later you will accept the rules of the aristocracy and then throw all your naive ideas to the back of your mind!

You hate me not because you dislike my style, but simply because you know you have the power to overthrow my rule!

Lynn! You'll become even more depraved and disgusting than me sooner or later!!!

Hahaha, hahahahaha!!!

Brown laughed maniacally, his voice filled with agonizing rage.

Lynn simply ignored his nonsense.

He said coldly, "Are you done talking? Where's my sister?"

"..."

Brown seemed to be getting tired of laughing, and his voice gradually weakened.

"Just like I said before, your sister is in the White Horse Tavern. The church wants to kidnap your sister to be used as a test subject for the so-called saintess."

Lynn frowned and looked at Violet, who was fighting the bishop on the city wall.

It's still the same answer.

Violet has already joined forces with the bishop.

Even if the answer might be false, we still have to go to the White Horse Tavern to take a look.

Lynn reached out and pulled the greatsword from Brown's body.

He stared at the pitiful Brown on the ground and raised his sword with both hands.

A sharp blade hung overhead.

Brown took a deep breath and closed his eyes heavily.

Lynn stared intently at him and said in a deep voice:

"Brown Narell."

Finally, let me tell you a few things as well.

to be frank.

I've thought about killing you countless times, and I've also thought about letting you go countless times.

The reason I hate you now isn't as complicated as you think...

It's just that you messed with my family.

As for what you just said about me becoming like you in the future, I don't care at all.

I don't care what I become in the future.

All I need to do is protect the people I care about.

Therefore, I will give up everything to become stronger until no one can hurt them.

As for people like you who dare to attack them.

I don't care what your status is, or how powerful you are.

"I, Lynn, will kill you all sooner or later..."

Lynn took a deep breath, then roared with his red eyes.

"Leave no one alive!!!"

The sword blade, which had been hanging high, was suddenly thrust down.

The sword blade plunged unimpeded into the earth.

Soil mingled with bloodstains as they flew.

Brown's horrified head, covered in blood, was flung into the air by the force of the impact.

As he felt dizzy, a strong sense of regret also filled his mind.

This madman...

Maybe......

I shouldn't have provoked him...

......

Meanwhile, chaos reigned inside the White Horse Tavern.

There is no other reason.

The Holy Maiden, who should have been under control, has been lost!

Shortly after the bishop and the high priest left, a sudden hurricane arose in the banquet hall, slamming them all to the ground.

Under this immense force, they were powerless to resist and could only wait to die.

Surprisingly, none of them died; at most, they suffered minor injuries.

But when they calmed down, they discovered that the Holy Maiden had disappeared!

Terrible!

If the bishop and the high priest return and find that the saintess is missing, they will probably all perish!

The priests frantically searched the tavern for any trace of the saintess.

Tina, who had already escaped to the second floor, chuckled as she watched the group's flustered state.

These idiots are hilarious.

She felt that she could look at it all day without getting tired of it.

But before that, she couldn't let her brother worry.

Tina's body gradually floated into the air.

She had never tried this before.

Tina initially flailed her arms frantically, but gradually got used to the feeling.

This is the effect of mental strength.

Ever since reading that alchemy book, she has been constantly exploring the uses of her mental power.

Although I never feel tired no matter how much I use my mental energy, I feel sleepy after I stop using it.

This was not caused by excessive mental energy consumption, but rather by a different, peculiar feeling.

For example, it's like the discomfort of a fish that has always lived on land being forcibly dragged back to shore shortly after entering the ocean.

Tina didn't know why either.

All she knew was that she had to go find her brother.

I wonder how they will react when they see me like this.

Tina smiled inwardly as her figure disappeared into the desolate night sky.