Chapter 204: Allen Decides to Become the Snake King
"Woof! Woof! Woof!"
In the forest, the husky barked nonstop. Allen patiently reassured it, "Don't worry, I've always had a great sense of direction."
Sitting by the campfire, Allen remained on high alert, glancing warily around him.
The pitch-black forest was eerily quiet.
Logically speaking, there should be plenty of nocturnal creatures stirring. At the very least, there should be the occasional call of an owl or other night bird.
But it was unnaturally silent.
After leaving the fortress, Allen and the husky wandered through the forest—and unsurprisingly got lost.
With nightfall making it impossible to tell direction, they had no choice but to wait for dawn to look for signs of human habitation.
"Whine…"
Suddenly, the husky let out a low growl, its back fur bristling.
Accompanied by a rustling sound, a shadowy figure emerged from the darkness.
Allen raised his toilet plunger, ready for battle.
Soon, illuminated by the firelight, the figure became visible—it stood over two meters tall.
Hair that twisted and writhed constantly, a long, lithe figure—Allen's eyes widened in surprise and delight. "Monster girl Medusa!"
This woman had a head full of venomous snakes, and from the waist down, she was entirely serpentine. Her body was covered in dark green scales that accentuated her alluring curves.
"Kind sir, I'm a lost girl… Could you protect me until morning?" the snake woman asked pitifully.
"Hissss… You're in luck! I'm actually a marching activist for the Animal Protection Association—I'm defenseless when it comes to beastfolk."
With a kick, Allen sent the anxious husky flying and cheerfully pointed to the empty spot beside him. "Come, sit. Let's explore the meaning of life together."
"Thank you, kind sir."
The snake woman slithered over and coiled herself beside Allen, her eyes brimming with feigned innocence.
"What kind of snake demon are you?"
"I don't understand what you mean."
Allen reached out and touched her tail. At that moment, the snake woman's face shifted in shock—she immediately realized her illusion magic had failed.
Her eyes turned fierce as she prepared to launch a surprise attack.
Hisss…
Just as she opened her mouth to spit venom, a searing pain tore through the inside of her cheeks. She gasped sharply.
Her expression turned from ferocious to panicked. As she tried to rise, a gut-wrenching pain surged through her abdomen—it felt like her intestines were being twisted apart. Every movement sent shockwaves of agony through her.
When she looked back at Allen, he had already retreated several meters away, grinning darkly.
A wave of numbness surged from her lower body, her body trembling uncontrollably.
"Feel honored."
Allen boasted, "You're the first to experience the full combo."
Duodenal Butterfly Knot Technique.
Oral Ulcer and Wisdom Tooth Proliferation Spell.
Physiological Tides: Incontinence Torrent Technique.
All cast on the snake woman—leaving her writhing in a torturous, unforgettable cocktail of sensations.
Allen's mental resistance was ridiculously high. There was no way he'd fall for such simple illusions.
Especially after drinking from the River of the Dead, thanks to Hela—his mental fortitude grew proportionally with his strength. Even facing psychic attacks from the Bald Professor would just give him a nosebleed.
So a third-rate magical creature trying to confuse him with illusions? Not happening.
The moment she appeared, Allen had sensed the mental manipulation and realized she wasn't the legendary Medusa.
After all, the real Medusa was a mythological being, at minimum a demigod-level entity. If she really wanted to kill him, a single petrification spell would've been enough.
The snake woman thrashed on the ground, caught between pleasure and pain. In just a few minutes, her eyes dulled, and she lay there half-dead.
Once Allen lifted the spells, she finally caught her breath.
"Want to go again? I don't think you've had enough," Allen teased, kicking her limp body.
He was genuinely puzzled. He had never heard of such a magical species on the Europa continent.
"No, no, please don't. I never intended to kill you," the snake woman pleaded, trembling with fear.
Venturing into the world only to meet a wicked sorcerer—this world was far too dangerous.
"You didn't mean to kill me?"
Allen jabbed the toilet plunger at her chest, suctioning onto one of her peaks. With a sinister grin, he growled, "Do you think I'm stupid?"
"I swear I'm not lying!"
The snake woman hurried to explain, "I was only trying to capture a human male for breeding—I just wanted to put you to sleep."
"What the hell! You're that kind of shameless monster? Trying to lay your dirty claws on the pure and chaste body of a great sorcerer like me?"
Enraged, Allen activated the plunger's vibration function.
Instantly, the snake woman's entire body convulsed. She grabbed the handle with both hands, trying to yank it off, but no matter how hard she pulled, it wouldn't budge.
"Our Serpentfolk have no males—we're born this way. We can only reproduce by capturing other species. It's not like we have a choice…" she whimpered.
"What world are you from?" Allen asked.
Clearly, the Serpentfolk weren't native to this realm. That meant they came from beyond the human world. But whether it was a multiverse or a multidimensional universe made all the difference.
If it was the multiverse, then they were from a parallel world—and for such creatures to cross over, it meant two universes were colliding. The result? Mutual destruction.
Not highly likely. Allen was from the future himself—he had only traveled through a time stream.
But if it was the multidimensional model, then it meant a dimensional rift had opened, allowing beings from higher or lower planes to invade. That would be far worse.
"I come from the Emerald Domain. Not long ago, a curtain of light appeared in our habitat. We discovered it was the legendary human realm. Her Majesty the Queen then ordered the entire tribe to migrate," the snake woman explained honestly. "Life was very hard in the Emerald Domain. Not only were humanoid creatures scarce, but we constantly faced attacks from powerful magical beasts. Compared to that, your human world seemed like paradise."
"Bullshit! You came at the wrong time. If it were the 21st century, you'd be working 9-9-6 or 0-0-7 shifts—then you'd know what hell on Earth really means."
Allen glanced at the snake woman's figure and suddenly had a bold idea. "Still… you'd do great in the adult entertainment industry."
"What's the adult entertainment industry?" she asked curiously.
"Scenic cultural tourism," Allen said with a straight face.
Pop!
He pulled the toilet plunger off and asked with a mischievous grin, "So your whole tribe is living nearby?"
"What are you planning to do?"
The look in Allen's eyes made the snake woman's scales crawl. A deep sense of dread took root in her heart.
"I'm going to become the Snake King."
"…Huh?!"
———
In a secluded mountain valley…
The Serpentfolk had migrated from the Emerald Domain but had yet to come into contact with human society.
Though the human world seemed peaceful—and the legends made it sound like paradise—its tranquility implied there must be powerful guardians protecting it.
The Serpentfolk Queen, Hisius, had issued her first decree: stay hidden.
The Serpentfolk sent out scouts to capture human males, but they all returned empty-handed.
In this remote wilderness, there weren't just no men—there weren't even any ghosts.
"Mier brought back a man!"
"He's really a man! Fair-skinned, young… so tempting!"
"Let Her Majesty enjoy him first. Then the rest of us—go easy, don't suck him dry. Males are hard to come by here."
"…"