Villain in a Fantasy World; I Level Up by Conquering Villainesses-Chapter 58: Money Heist [2]

Like some of the highest-ranking officials and workers of the Central Bank of Falaniondor, Sir Greg as the head of security had a personal residence in the massive bank building.

Afterall, considering the nature and Class of potential armed robbers, it was required to protect the bank 24/7.

Sir Greg was a no-nonsense but carefree Centaur with a deep love for beer and women.

When the raid started, he was in his residence inside the bank building, enjoying a delicious feast in his dining room with 3 beautiful Vixen, his newest batch of Beastkin women that he was eager to get a taste of.

And then it started.

WOM! WOM! WOM!

The moment the alarms started ringing, the powerful Centaur was alarmed and became violent as he aggressively pushed the women in his arms away, his eyes instantly turning alert as he turned his gaze to look at one of his subordinates standing by the door.

"Hey! What is going on?"

His loud voice made the Centaur flinch. "Umm, b-boss," he stammered. "I don’t know yet, let me check". He said and quickly scurried out of the dining room.

"Be fast about it!" Greg bellowed, his crimson eyes narrowing as he wondered what may have happened to make the alarm bell ring.

He didn’t even entertain the fact that this was a robbery, he simply thought this was another fire accident.

Afterall, who dared try to raid the bank when he was the head of security?

’Those careless bums’. He thought in annoyance.

He looked at the 3 Vixen who were on the floor, whimpering and looking at him with looks of fear and apprehension.

He hesitated, wondering if he should continue enjoying himself and that was when he felt it.

BZZZ!

A violent swirl of qi suddenly erupted inside his own residence!

’What?!’ He was alarmed.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

The sound of fighting and shouting started echoing from his living room and immediately, this Centaur became serious.

With a cold look on his face, a tall jade Spear materialized in his hand as he galloped towards his living room, kicking the door down.

And then, he froze as he stared at the scene in his living room in a daze.

"DIE!"

"How dare you come you and cause trouble at the Central Bank of Falaniondor? Are you courting death?"

Greg stared in a daze as he saw his men cursing at each other while attacking each other, slaughtering each other in his living room!

He watched as they spilled each other’s blood, their blood soaking the blue rug red even as they cursed at each other hatefully.

He was dazed. ’What is this?’

’What is going on?’

As an A Rank Paragon of the Warrior Class, the Class symbolizing violence and war, originally, Greg should have snapped out of his daze already, realizing what was happening and reacting appropriately to locate the enemy but for some reason, his thoughts were slow.

And for some reason, he didn’t feel an urgency to stop his men from slaughtering each other and to find the enemy.

’They’re just killing each other, right?’ He thought. ’What’s weird about that? There’s nothing to worry about’.

He turned around and was about to walk back to his dining room to continue enjoying himself with his women when he suddenly shuddered.

’Dammit, what was I thinking about?’

His eyes constricted in alarm. ’My thoughts, someone influenced my thoughts! An Illusionist?’

BZZZ!

Thick red qi flared violently around the Level 74 A Rank Paragon as he angrily turned with his Spear to confront the enemy, but then he heard a familiar voice.

"Greg, what are you doing?"

It was Mr. Ralph’s voice.

Greg stared at the familiar face, then he looked down at his hand holding his spear and mumbled. "Yes, what am I actually doing?"

He was confused, what was he even thinking about?

For some reason, he felt that something was terribly wrong and he couldn’t pinpoint why even as Mr. Ralph calmly walked towards him.

And before he knew it, Mr. Ralph was already before him.

Mr. Ralph smiled before him as a dagger materialized in his arm. Greg looked at the dagger, feeling that something was wrong but not quite knowing what, he didn’t react and then...

BAM!

Mr. Ralph stabbed the dagger into his neck!

CRITICAL HIT! 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"Ugh...!" The powerful A Rank Warrior groaned in pain.

As blood flowed from his neck, Greg’s whole body shuddered and then...

CRACK!

Stimulated by the pain of the injury and his own strong mental defenses due to his Unyielding Will Class passive skill, he finally broke out of the influence of the Psychological Cue and illusions.

Immediately after he broke out of the illusion, he suffered the backlash of the Illusionist’s Mental Feedback skill, suffering mental damage as blood flowed from his nose.

Yet, the moment he broke out of the insidious influence of the Illusionist’s skills even as blood flowed from his nose, Greg’s crimson eyes narrowed with pure rage as his red qi erupted like a tsunami.

He activated multiple skills simultaneously in a bid to counterattack.

Adrenal Surge!

Iron Skin!

Qi Shockwave!

Greg’s skin became a metallic brown like iron even as his speed, strength, and pain tolerance increased.

He raised his mighty Spear and was about to slam the base of the Spear on the ground to release a powerful radial qi shockwave, and yet that was when Mr. Ralph gently touched him on the shoulder.

Sense Scramble!

...

Outside the Central Bank of Falaniondor, in a corner alley not far from the bank, 2 dogs in heat went at it as they had aggressive sex in the open.

The male dog kept on thrusting in a frenzied manner, climbing increasingly closer to climax and that was when it happened.

Sense Scramble!

Instantly, all the pleasure and stimulation that the male dog experienced disappeared, swapped by a cold sensation of rage, pain, and adrenaline.

’Eh?’ The dog was confused.

...

Back in Greg’s living room.

Sense Scramble!

Just as Greg’s Spear was about to hit the ground to trigger his Qi Shockwave skill, he was suddenly overwhelmed as his brain experienced a sudden upsurge of frenzied lust, sexual stimulation, and pleasure.

Greg froze as he struggled to contain the sudden overwhelming sensations in his nether regions.

And as he looked at Mr. Ralph, he no longer saw Mr. Ralph as he saw an extremely beautiful Succubus in a purple gown suddenly in his place.

Seeing such a beautiful Succubus in such a situation worsened the sensation of pleasure, lust, and stimulation as his body jerked from the overwhelming sensations.

Then she touched his shoulder again.

Phantom Touch!

That did it.

’F*CK!!!’ Greg thought as he fiercely ejaculated!

And as he ejaculated, messing his pants, his eyes closed in pleasure as he instinctively deactivated his Iron Skin defense.

BAM!

The dagger stabbed into the other side of his neck, almost severing his neck this time!

CRITICAL HIT!

The A Rank Warrior’s HP instantly plummeted to critical levels!

In that moment, Greg regained his lucidity and finally realized. ’I can’t fight this enemy the normal way!’

In all his decades of experience as a Warrior, this was by far his most insidious and deadly enemy.

Feeling the specter of death hovering just overhead and unwilling to go without a proper fight, Greg said ’f*ck it’ and decided to go all in.

Martial Domain Expansion- Impacting Horizon of the Splintered World!

BZZZ!