Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"This resentment, this revenge, must end. Let us both return to nothingness—the embrace of the goddess!!"

Anna swung her arms down, the eerie purplish-red sharpness aimed directly at the vital point between his breasts.

At the same moment, just as the blade was about to pierce Gorgon's chest, the previously confused demon goddess instinctively awoke, and her crimson demonic eyes suddenly burst forth with a terrifying eerie light.

"Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer! Stop!"

Amidst a hysterical roar, Hepar was close to her body, and the surrounding crimson magic was surging wildly.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Crimson blood gushed out instantly, the dazzling crimson splashing and spraying freely.

A petite figure was sent flying backward at high speed. The warm, sticky liquid on her face made her subconsciously raise her hand, and cruel crimson blood stained her palm.

"I told you... I didn't want you to come... Can't you just listen to me?"

A weak and labored rebuke came from her bosom.

Anna hurriedly lowered her head and looked at Ulridim, who was spitting blood in her arms. She instinctively tried to press the wound with her hands, but her expression froze the moment he looked up.

Because where he had been standing, a purplish-red venomous snake was biting at his mangled lower body.

Just now, Samael, who had transformed into a demonic beast, crashed into her from the side, pushing her aside, while he himself was bitten by a venomous snake summoned by the goddess Gorgon.

"Samael...I...I'll be good..."

Anna burst into tears, stamped her feet, and hugged her friend, who was now half-lighter, tightly, her eyes filled with pleading.

"You'll be alright! You'll be alright! Hang in there!"

At that moment, Gorgon stared in astonishment at the long, narrow wound on her left arm. The excruciating pain and the continuous bleeding aroused her deepest fear.

"That weapon... Hepar! It's Hepar!"

The purple-haired girl muttered to herself like a madwoman, gently placing the increasingly weak Samael on the ground, her raised eyes fixed on the demon goddess.

"I'll get your lower body back for you right now, Merlin!"

"Merlin will definitely have a way!"

The goddess of war beasts widened her eyes, an uncontrollable tremor rising from the depths of her soul. She immediately raised her claws, covered her cheeks, and screamed.

"Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"

"Jingu! Jingu! Jingu, where are you?!"

Gorgon, frantically twisting his body and hastily pulling himself back, let out a mournful cry to his surroundings.

At the same time, before the nemesis-like threat could get close, the Beast Goddess turned around and hurriedly swam into the night.

"Don't run! Unforgivable!"

"Give Samael back to me!"

Anna bit her lower lip until it bled, letting out a sorrowful and desperate scream.

However, just as she was about to take a step to give chase, her cloak was grabbed tightly by a pale hand.

As the purple-haired loli turned around in astonishment, she saw incredulously that the man who had just been on the verge of death had bright red flesh buds wriggling from the broken ends of his lower body.

Moreover, his raised right hand was gripping the hem of her clothes, and a strained smile appeared on his bloodless face.

"Stop chasing me, I think I... can still be saved..."

At the same time, the sky above the Babylonian defense line burst into brilliant colors as hundreds of beams of light struck the ground, blasting the dense horde of monsters into pieces.

Immediately afterwards, a smug and arrogant sneer echoed across the night sky.

"How dare they touch my Uruk! Maana, teach these bastards a lesson!"

Phew! I finally made it through.

Upon hearing that signature phrase, Samael let out a long sigh, his eyelids grew heavier and heavier until they gradually stuck together and closed, his consciousness sinking into boundless darkness.

Chapter Sixty-Two: Refining, We Must Refine! (Third Update)

In the early morning, dappled golden sunlight streamed into the room through the window. The sound of the doorknob turning came from inside. Samael sensed something, opened his eyes, and sat up in bed with a yawn.

Outside the door, a figure with emerald green horns on its head, wearing a bright yellow apron, and with blue hair and starry eyes came to the bedside and pressed the head of the ancient snake into the cleavage of its chest.

So big...so soft...so white...

The ancient snake, half-asleep and half-awake, was struggling haphazardly, and the characteristics of the contact surfaces it had summarized through its five senses surfaced in its mind.

"Ah, the fever has gone down."

At the same time, a gentle pat on the head and a soft, magnetic whisper echoed in his ears.

Is it possible to check if a fever has subsided by taking a temperature measurement on the chest?

Samael's mind went blank for a moment, and he couldn't help but mentally rant.

When he finally managed to break free from this magnificent immersion, his blinking purplish-red starry eyes focused on the patient on the bed.

"To celebrate your recovery, I've prepared some ingredients. What would you like to eat this morning, Samael?"

The ancient snake instinctively peered through the half-open door crack into the hall and kitchen, its expression instantly freezing.

What I remembered as pristine white floor tiles was now smeared with purplish-red blood and bits of flesh.

The lion-shaped, ferocious head lay discarded to one side, blood dripping from the severed neck…

The sea monster-like, tentacle-like soft-bodied creature was stuffed whole into the soup pot. Screaming and struggling, the lid was slightly pried open…

A thick hind leg of meat with fiery red stripes is being smoked, and a three-legged Ulidem hangs nearby...

Even worse, a giant, purplish-red snake with a large bump on its forehead, clearly knocked unconscious, had an apple stuffed in its mouth and was covered in sauce. Its twisted body was arranged in the shape of a heart and placed in the oven...

“Titi…Titi’s Mom…”

"I...I don't think I'm hungry..."

Samael's Adam's apple bobbed violently, cold sweat poured from his forehead, and he subconsciously shook his head with a dry laugh, his thoughts becoming increasingly chaotic.

"Eat! Must eat!"

"How can I recover my health if I don't eat more?"

At this moment, the young lady, dressed in a red trench coat with her blonde hair tied up with black bows on both sides, peeked out from outside the door, her bright red eyes gazing at Samael on the bed with a smile.

"Yep!"

"Hurry up! I can't wait to see you start eating!"

On the other side of the door, the black-haired, red-eyed twins were grinning as they ladled a bowl of bubbling, purplish-red stuff from the sea monster's tentacle pot, eagerly handing this bio-weapon to the blue-haired, star-eyed head of the family by the bedside.

"Ah, open your mouth..."

At this moment, Tiamat, with a blank expression, picked up a spoon, filled it with the purplish-red sea monster soup, and put it into his mouth.

laugh!laugh!

But the stainless steel spoon started smoking and turning black in the air at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even melted. Samael broke out in a cold sweat, his mind racing, and his hazy consciousness quickly cleared.

"and many more!"

"I also want to remember how I saved Anna from the Gorgon while fighting off the monster horde!"

"Anna! Where is Anna?!"

The ancient snake's eyes were darting around in a panic, its tone hurried, and its gaze darting about.

"Anna? Isn't she right here..."

The twin heiresses, with black hair and red eyes, wore malicious smiles on their pretty faces. Their fingers gripped the corner of Samael's blanket, and then they suddenly yanked it off.

"...Here!"

The ancient snake instinctively looked down and saw a purple mass scattered under the blanket.

That face, a blend of Gorgon's mature charm and the innocent innocence of a goddess's youth, was slowly rising from a certain indescribable part.

Immediately, the forked tongue that emerged from the sandalwood mouth, while sensing the scent, searched downwards once more.

At the same time, several sinister gazes focused on him, and an indescribable terror instantly froze everything.

"Anna...Anna! No!"

A sharp, mournful cry echoed in the Sumerian-style room, and the patient, who had been instinctively grabbing at something, sat up in horror.

Huh? Is this the Uruk Embassy?

It was a dream! Thank goodness it was just a dream!

After a moment, his blinding vision gradually became clear enough to make out the familiar scenery around him. Samael, whose shock had subsided, finally breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the headboard, wiping away his cold sweat.

"Samael, you're awake!"

Immediately, the petite girl who had been dozing in the corner of the bed hurriedly got up and rushed into Samael's arms, repeatedly murmuring words of relief.

"You're alright...that's great...that's great..."

The ancient snake stiffened for a moment, then steadied itself, raised its hand and covered the little girl's head, gently stroking it to comfort her.

"It's alright...it's alright..."

After finally calming the child down, Samael looked out the window at the rising sun, brushed away the tears on Anna's cheek with his fingers, and asked softly.

"How long have I been in a coma?"

"It's been three days..."

The purple-haired loli stood up slightly, still feeling lingering fear as she recalled the events.

"Although Samael's bleeding had stopped, he was breathing very weakly, as if he could die at any moment."

"Moreover, because of the Gorgon's escape, the monster tide has also begun to recede."

"If Merlin and Sister Siduri hadn't arrived with the priestly procession, I'm afraid..."

Samael gently patted Anna's head, which was hanging low with some self-reproach, and showed a comforting smile.

"It's alright, look at me, I'm doing just fine."

Then, the ancient serpent paused, its eyes flickering slightly.

"Anna, tell me honestly, what was my condition when Merlin and Siduri arrived?"

"The severed portion has largely regenerated, but it shows little reaction to external stimuli, and its heartbeat is very weak..."

Samael breathed a sigh of relief, his tense nerves relaxing.

This situation is similar to hibernation, where snakes reduce energy consumption. The reason is probably that their regeneration, which utilizes their immortality, consumes too much energy and physical strength.

He would automatically fall into a coma in order to maintain the minimum level of vital functions.

Judging from the herbal taste in his mouth and the shattered crystal powder around the bed, it can be inferred that the Uruk medical team gave him a lot of supplements during his recovery period.

In this way, the secret of the immortal herb within him was preserved.

In other words, no one knows the true origin of his being a "snake".

Well, this makes it easier to execute the plan, which is a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.

As the ancient snake frowned, pondering its next move, it noticed Anna sitting by the bed, her face contorted with worry, her fingers twisting the sheets.

His heart skipped a beat, and he asked the question urgently.

"What else?"

The purple-haired loli gave Samael a strange look at first, then blushed and hummed in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"When Merlin and Siduri arrived, you were completely naked..."

Samael's face was stiff, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Uh, let's not talk about things like walking a bird on the spot.

but…

A strange feeling stirred within the ancient snake. It slightly lifted the blanket, checked the length several times, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as it hasn't shrunk, that's fine; it's related to future sexual happiness.