Landlord World - Start with SSS talent-Chapter 339: Are you… Vylyss?

KENG!!!

A harsh metallic sound echoed as the sword light Noan unleashed was blocked by an invisible wall, then refracted, shooting off in another direction.

BAM!

A deafening explosion rang out, but the grand hall didn't even tremble, as if it was completely unaffected.

The space rippled like the surface of a lake, countless small waves spreading outward.

The Insect King slowly turned, its gaze fixed on Noan, full of confusion.

Clearly, it had killed that human, pierced his heart and throat—so why was he still alive?

That's right, at this moment, Noan was still standing there, sword pointed at the Insect King.

'Good thing I have the Immortal talent—otherwise, I'd be dead already,' Noan thought.

Indeed, even though he possessed the SSS-rank Almighty Fusion, his journey had never been easy.

Up until now, without support from other talents, he'd have died long ago.

Especially, the Immortal talent had saved him the most.

Krit! Krit!

The Insect King let out a guttural, grating sound, like something was stuck in its throat.

Whoosh!

"What?!" Noan started as the Insect King suddenly flapped its wings, summoning four cyclones around him.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The howling wind screamed, blades of air racing toward Noan.

"Tsk!" Noan clicked his tongue. His sword instantly transformed into a massive dome, enveloping his entire body.

Keng! Keng! Keng!

The sound of clashing metal rang out over and over. Inside, Noan found it unbearable, realizing that the protective dome formed by the Abyss Cube was shaking violently.

'This isn't good! If this keeps up, I'll be killed before I even touch it.'

Noan thought grimly.

He still clung to a faint hope that the 5% instant-kill chance would trigger when he made contact with the monster, but if he couldn't even reach the Insect King, that 5% would be meaningless.

Noan frowned, then seemed to realize something, his eyes turning more confident.

"Hit the target—that means… I just need to land a blow, right?" Noan muttered.

Outside, the Insect King glanced at the dome, as if it were made from some special material.

The four cyclones, which could slice through stone as if it were cake, couldn't leave a single scratch on the dome.

Krit! Krit!

It glanced at the dome, then turned away, its needle-sharp finger glowing with a magic sigil, slowly moving toward Vylyss's forehead.

BAM!

Suddenly, a massive explosion rang out, startling the Insect King, but it ignored it and continued pressing its finger toward Vylyss.

"You damned insect!!!"

Whoosh!

The Insect King spun around, instantly seeing a blood-soaked figure, one arm missing, wielding a sword in his remaining hand as he slashed toward it.

That figure was covered in deep wounds, so severe his bones and organs were visible, his entire body drenched in blood.

"AGH!!!" Noan roared, unleashing a blinding red sword light like a volcano about to erupt.

KRIT!

The Insect King showed no fear, swinging its claw at Noan.

Keng!

Whoong!

The clash resounded, followed by an explosive burst of air, sending a shockwave rippling out.

"Ack!" Noan was thrown backward, crashing to the ground.

BAM!

Where he landed, the ground caved in, spiderweb cracks spreading in every direction.

The Insect King wanted to finish Noan off immediately, but seemed to remember it had something more important to do.

So it turned again to Vylyss, magic sigil blazing on its finger, and thrust toward her head.

Keng!

At that moment, something strange happened.

The Insect King's needle-sharp finger was stopped by an invisible wall.

BAM!

A blast of pressure erupted, the space shaking violently as the Insect King was hurled backward.

Krit! Krit!

It screeched in confusion, its massive eyes fixed on Vylyss.

At that moment, she had opened her eyes.

Yes, her eyes were now open, but there was no emotion in them at all—cold and filled with killing intent, like a doll crafted to become a machine of war.

Krit!!!

The Insect King shrieked, its voice forming countless sound waves converging on Vylyss.

Whoong!

Yet Vylyss, without moving, unleashed another wave that shattered the Insect King's sonic assault, sending it flying back.

Krit! Krit!

The Insect King spun once in the air, then rushed toward Vylyss.

She stretched out both hands...

Krit!

The Insect King shuddered as it realized it was being fixed in midair.

Keng! Keng! Keng!

The strands of light that bound Vylyss suddenly shot out, turning into arrows that pierced deep into the walls and floor wherever they struck.

Vylyss hovered in the air, surrounded by three mysterious streams of energy that slowly transformed into three bizarre magical sigils, gradually rising above her head.

Those sigils formed a crown woven of thorny vines, radiating a mystical, divine brilliance.

The Insect King seemed to sense something utterly terrifying; its body trembled.

Whoosh!

Vylyss spread her wings, sending ripples of space continuously outward like the surface of a lake being stirred.

KRIT!!!

BAM!

The Insect King struggled, shattering the space prison Vylyss had created and shrieked shrilly.

Without hesitation, it charged toward Vylyss at blinding speed, leaving a streak of light in its wake.

But the space around it seemed frozen. The Insect King was locked in midair, its body trembling slightly—then unable to move at all.

Vylyss's lifeless, emotionless eyes stared at the Insect King.

She reached out, gently tapping the air with her finger.

Ting!

Countless ripples of space spread out, carrying no explosive force or energy.

Those waves were gentle and soft, like a cool breeze on a summer afternoon.

However, the Insect King didn't feel that way—suddenly, countless cracks appeared all over its body.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The sound of its body fracturing echoed—very faint, but in this space, it was incredibly clear.

The cracks spread rapidly like a spiderweb, covering the Insect King's entire form.

Krit!!!

Whoong!

Just as the Insect King let out a scream, a blinding sword light flashed, accompanied by the ringing of a bell.

The sword light sliced through space, cleaving toward it.

BAM!

KRIT!!!

The Insect King's body was split in two with ease, as if it were nothing but a sheet of paper—completely different from before.

🔔 [Congratulations! You have successfully activated the 5% chance to instantly eliminate your opponent.]

🔔 [Congratulations! You have successfully slain the 'Shadow of the Insect King.'

Quest complete. You have received the 'Heroic' reward pack. Would you like to open it now?]

Noan stood still, gasping for breath, feeling as if the energy inside him was nearly depleted.

Fortunately, he still had just enough for the 'Immortal' talent to function.

And even more fortunate—the 5% chance had activated, letting him instantly destroy the Insect King.

However…

At that moment, the Insect King turned to look at Noan, its eyes as if trying to memorize his face.

Its body slowly dissolved into countless particles and vanished into the void.

Noan saw the notification, watched the Insect King disappear, and let out a deep sigh of relief.

Still, he gripped his sword tightly, his gaze utterly resolute as he stared at Vylyss.

He frowned, looking at the woman he knew so well—and yet who seemed so unfamiliar now.

It was still her face, but now that face was shrouded in terrifying coldness and numbness.

Even from a distance, Noan could feel the power within her—like a bomb about to detonate.

He took a deep breath and called out, "Are you… Vylyss?"