The Villain's Story-Chapter [487] The Crystal Serpent.

Alan coughed out blood as his body collided with the crystal walls. He fell to the floor, the water was dyed red by his blood. The walls were filled with small, sharp crystals, and they ripped into his skin and almost stuck him to the wall.

"Agh!"

He let out a pained groan, as he frantically dodged the large snake.

It was massive, now that it moved out of the darkness, he could finally see its size...which was still not everything!

A significant portion of the bastard was still in the darkness!

'Hiss!'

Its tongue hissed and it, like a bullet train rushed towards Alan once again, he jumped up, dodging the large snake. But it quickly changed its direction and rushed upwards, slamming his body on the roof.

"You bastard!"

He cursed, as he grabbed the snake's scales and tried to throw it. But even with Alan's monstrous strength, he was unable to even move it.

He could only be bullied by it, its gargantuan body provided it with enough strength to treat him as a toy.

Wounds littered his body, and since he couldn't even use mana, he could do nothing but be beaten like a bitch.

If he tried to grab it, the crystals on its body would tear his flesh, if he tried to dodge it, it would turn in odd ways to grab him. The body, which was made of crystal, was fucking weird to be able to do this.

Alan found himself in a pickle, as the snake rushed at him once again, it opened its large mouth and tried to swallow him whole. Alan grabbed both fangs with his hand, and with his feet the lower part of the mouth was kept open. He tried hard, very hard, but the mouth kept closing, the point of the fan pierced his shoulder as his hand was slipping. Grimacing, he jumped back, barely avoiding being turned into snake food.

"Fuck!"

Thinking there was nothing he could do, he began to run back towards the crack, on numerous occasions, the serpent which was faster than him rushed towards hi, and he dodged by a hairs' breadth. He kept looking back, in order to discern the next move of the serpent, but he noticed something peculiar.

But now was not the time, hurriedly, he rushed into the crack and squeezed himself in, it was hard, but finally he was free from the serpent. His wounds would heal, because he was a dragon, but it would take a while. His mana was locked, after all.

"What the fuck is that...and where the fuck am I?"

He groaned, as he rested on the wall. These walls thankfully didn't have smaller crystals that would tear into his body. They were just cold.

"That thing... it didn't touch the crystals, the sharp ones."

When Alan was retreating, he was constantly looking back at the snake so he could accurately dodge, but he found one peculiar thing.

It avoided the crystals strewn about, and never hit the walls. Even when it was close to them, it would always turn.

The latter could be a coincidence, but the former? That was odd.

"Hmm..."

He couldn't use mana, so most of his strength was limited. Besides, he had nothing on him, literally.

"I think I can take it."

He said, ignoring the fact that he got absolutely demolished a few seconds prior. All he needed was a weapon to slay that scaly bastard. Its size wasn't an issue, neither the speed. If the speed was an issue, Alan wouldn't be here.

Of course, there was also the option of waiting here, But that was boring, and since Alan thought that snake was the boss of the trial he was on, he needed to kill it to pass. The tower hadn't given him any notification, description, or even an objective. So he just believed what he had to.

After waiting a day or two for his wounds to heal, Alan walked into the palace once again, he looked at the throne, and the snake behind, He wanted to confirm something. There was always the chance that the snake was playing tricks into him, he was planning to confirm whether it was playing around or if the crystal could actually harm it.

Unlike before, the snake didn't wait for him to approach the throne, it charged at him as soon as he entered a certain radius from it.

Alan went behind a large crystal, and watched it. Just in case, it weaved and still managed to dodge it, he had brought smaller crystals he found far back where he came from. If it did, he would throw the crystals and punch the damn snake with them.

It would obliterate his fist, but it was worth a try. As expected, the snake dodged the crystal, parts of its crystal like body would stop abruptly, and the rest would move fluently. Completely betraying the properties of crystal.

Alan smirked, having expected this, and threw the crystals in the air. The snake was planning to ram its head into him, thankfully, this stupid act of it's made his task easier.

The snake approached, and the crystals dropped, right between it and Alan. It noticed them, and tried to retreat, but it was far too late. Alan ran towards it, and punched it, with the crystals between his fist and its nose.

A scream rang out, as the snake retreated. Alan found a green liquid oozing from it's injured nose, and laughed, His blood was mixed with it on the ground, but he didn't pay any heed to it. He simply ran like a bitch once again.

The snake was enraged, and Alan's fist was obliterated. Furthermore, he didn't have any more crystals. The one he used was lodged right in its nose, causing more and more damage by the second. Its sharp edges proved useful.

He ran, escaping the space once again. Going back into the crack. Smiling, he didn't wait for his injured hand to recover and ventured off to find other crystals, of a similar shape and size to a spear, so he could finally kill the scaly bastard.