Pinching Carl's face, Mitris smiled, then slapped his cheek.

She seems to enjoy the moment of showing off to others, that is, the kind of villain who is turned against because of talking too much.

Seeing that Karl kept silent, she continued: "Have you never doubted me? I appeared so suddenly, and just now."

Speaking of this, Mitris looked at Carl with some scrutiny, as if she was wondering if this kid who had been tied up by her was playing the pig to eat the tiger.

But the faint mocking look on her face showed that her true thoughts were actually doubting whether Karl was mentally retarded.

"You fucking bastard!"

After struggling on the stone platform for a while, Carl tried to inflict some substantial humiliation on Midris.

But the vines that bound him were too strong, preventing him from moving at all.

"Damn it, if you have the guts, just let me go! What's the point of attacking me while I'm upgrading my spiritual core!"

As if there was really nothing he could do, Carl spoke harshly, but his spirit was tense at this moment.

The third-level Arcane Knight is a part-time job just to deal with this kind of situation.

However, Carl wanted to wait until Midris was careless enough before launching a sneak attack, so that his chances of winning would be greater.

"Let you go? Haha!"

Her fingers deftly unbuttoned Carl's clothes, and Mitris touched the tip of her tongue with her index finger, then drew circles on Carl's heart.

If Hope or even Nia did this, Carl would have to express his opinion.

But the person he was facing now was Mitris.

Not knowing what this crazy woman was going to do, Carl twisted his body, trying to shake her off him.

But at this moment, Midris suddenly hugged Carl.

The two people's skin was pressed against each other over a large area, and a faint blue energy flowed along her dragon pattern towards Carl.

Carl instantly understood why the other party had behaved so wantonly in front of him just now: 'When she activates the dragon pattern ability, she must be as close to the target as possible! She even needs to use the part where the dragon pattern appears to be close to the target.'

Although now is not a good opportunity for a sneak attack, in order not to be affected by the opponent's strange dragon pattern ability, Carl directly summoned his power armor.

It seems that Midris has also done some work on the power armor, but the connection between the Arcane Knight and the weapon can transcend dimensions.

"collapse--"

The vines that bound Carl broke as the power armor appeared, and flames lit up on the dragon crystal. Then Carl attacked Midris without hesitation.

Carl's counterattack obviously caught Midris off guard. His body leaned backward, and his plump body instantly changed into one covered with scales and armor in mid-air.

It was probably some kind of reptile from volcanic areas, and its scales provided considerable protection against fire.

With such quick reaction and coping ability, it was obvious that she had concealed her weakness in her previous battle with the animated tree monster.

But this did not surprise Carl. After all, she had just said that the muscular zombie and the animated tree monster were basically created by Midris.

'No wonder the green bubbles were so targeted at me, it seems she was behind it, I should have thought of it earlier!'

Angry at his own carelessness, Carl swung his fist a little harder.

Blood flows continuously in the blood vessels, and abundant oxygen is pumped throughout the body by the heart.

Maybe it was because the anger in his heart had reached a certain level, but Carl felt as if he could hear his own heartbeat in his ears.

On the other hand, after dodging Carl's sudden attack, Mitris did not rush to counterattack, but continued to wander around in Carl's continuous attacks.

“Clang!”

The power armor and the scales of Midrice intersected each other. Carl was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but he saw the excitement in Midrice's eyes.

"What is she excited about? Is she excited that I'm going to kill her soon?"

Carl swung his fist more and more powerfully, and hit Midris with all his strength.

"Ahem! Ahem! Good job!"

That look was like looking at a treasure that he had carved with his own hands.

'Wait, why is the heartbeat getting stronger?'

Just as he was about to step forward and kill the other person once and for all, the increasingly obvious heartbeat startled Carl.

Considering Mitris's strange behavior, Carl immediately took off his power armor.

On Carl's sturdy body, a green circle was hovering on his chest.

Pale blue energy floated around the circle, and purple blood vessels had already appeared beneath Carl's skin.

This is the early symptom of being infected with Green Rain.

Carl suddenly recalled that Mitris had just used her index finger and the tip of her tongue to draw circles on his chest.

A strong anger surged from his heart, and purple-red blood vessels suddenly spread across a large area of ​​his body.

"No, I can't fight her anymore! As long as I find the potion Nia gave me, I can get rid of the virus."

Thinking this in his mind, Carl turned and ran outside.

The floor creaked as my feet stepped on it.

Suddenly, Carl felt his heart twitch.

An intense feeling of hunger engulfed Carl in an instant, and all kinds of bloody scenes began to emerge uncontrollably in his mind.

The worst thing was that he began to drool like crazy.

"Want to taste me? At the end of your life, I can let you taste everything of me, but after that, you will become my best experiment!"

After returning to her original appearance, Midris opened her arms as if to hug Carl.

A pleasant smell penetrated Carl's nostrils. He wanted to tear the crazy woman in front of him alive, but his body, which had begun to transform into an undead creature, was too weak to muster the strength.

Carl's consciousness began to blur. He only felt a pleasant smell approaching, and then his body began to suck and lick according to instinct.

After an unknown amount of time, Carl woke up from the third level of dream.

Thick green fog enveloped the world, and everything was changing into a hideous appearance.

In a trance, Carl understood the role of the third layer of the dream world. It could anchor Carl's thinking logic to a certain extent, so that he would not become evil or overly kind due to the influence of external factors.

“There’s still a chance!”

Looking at the third level of dream that was maintaining balance in front of him, Carl took a deep breath and left.

“Roar~”

In the real world, Carl, who was green all over, suddenly let out a long roar towards the sky. His body began to swell, and his size quickly approached that of his father.

Pushing away Mitris who was hugging him eagerly, Carl rolled out.

"What? You still have some sanity left?"

Following closely behind Carl, Mitris ran out of the room.

However, when she followed Carl's footsteps and found him, Carl was holding his dimensional bag and pouring bottles of alchemical potions into his mouth.

The strange skin color began to fade rapidly, and Carl gasped and slowly turned his body.

"Let's start the second round of battle!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the power armor was instantly put on his body.

The originally small power armor quickly adapted to Carl's current body size, and a two-meter-tall "iron warrior" suddenly appeared in the room.

(End of this chapter)