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Chapter 374 Alec disappears – The Past

*Sigh*

Suddenly, the sound of sighing echoed throughout the space, then a stream of black smoke rushed out of Alec's body, turned into a giant hand, and grabbed Lathel.

Lathel was startled and tried to struggle, but this hand was like a hydraulic press, making it impossible for him to move.

"Don't struggle in vain." A strange voice rang out. The voice sounded like ten people speaking at the same time, so it was impossible to tell whether the owner of the voice was male or female.

A puppet with sharp claws and two bat wings appeared, floating in the air.

"I didn't expect that... Someone like you could do things that seemed impossible."

The Demon Lord's puppet spoke up.

"It's strange; you're just an ordinary person; you don't even have anything special. Yet, you were able to drive someone known as the 'Son of the World's Will' to the brink of death."

"Not only Alec, but Harris, the 'Child of the World's Will', was also forced by you to leave the Karol Empire. You really confuse me, Lathel. Who are you anyway?

Lathel gritted his teeth and stared at the Demon Lord's puppet with anger.

The puppet continued: "I really have to admit that, even though you are a normal person, in terms of intelligence, ability to attract others, kindness, strength..."

"No, to be more precise, in every aspect, you are much stronger than Alec and Harris."

"Why is someone like you an ordinary person and not a 'Child of the World's Will? I feel you are more suitable for that position than these two useless and stupid people."

"However… I cannot change that. What I can do is… help those two idiots kill you."

As soon as the puppet finished speaking, it stretched out its hand, its clawed hand slowly clenching. The smoky hand that was clutching Lathel also slowly squeezed tighter.

Alec then slowly tried to raise his head: "Demon Lord, hahahaha… I know you will save me. Hahahaha…"

"You are so useless." The Demon Lord sighed and spoke.

"Tsk! Because he secretly attacked me, I…"

"That's why I scolded you." The Demon Lord said: "When fighting, you talk too much, while he only focuses on killing you as quickly as possible."

"He doesn't even care about what you're saying. Alec, haven't you noticed that he seems to know in advance what you're going to do?

"This…" Alec gritted his teeth. Although he didn't want to admit it, Lathel actually seemed to be able to predict the future.

Whatever he intended to do, Lathel could know in advance and stop it immediately.

Of course, this was because Lathel had trained with Alec's clone in the 'Simulation Space' countless times.

Therefore, defeating Alec is extremely simple for Lathel. The biggest problem is... in the real world, Alec is the male lead, and the male lead will have a lot of help from other people.

To defeat the male protagonist in the real world is much more difficult, as one of Alec's helpers is the Demon Lord.

"Demon Lord, you came here to help me, not to insult me, right?" Alec shouted angrily.

The Demon Lord's puppet shook his head and sighed sadly: "I will only help you this once. Next time, you must survive on your own."

Hearing that, Alec laughed with satisfaction: "Hahahaha… hahahaha… Kill him, Demon Lord, kill him! I want him to die in the most miserable and painful way, hahahaha..."

The puppet looked towards Lathel and said softly: "Sorry, I have to kill you, Lathel... What?!"

Before the puppet could finish his sentence, Lathel suddenly turned into a cauldron. Inside the cauldron was a black rose flame burning fiercely.

"Lightning Kick!"

Lathel's sound rang out, and at this moment, Lathel appeared from nowhere and accurately kicked Alec's head.

BAM!

Alec felt as if a train had hit him in the head, forcing his head to the ground once again.

Blood gushed out of his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears like small streams. Alec could clearly hear the sound of his skull cracking echoing in his head.

The last image he saw was the ground, and then everything fell into his darkness.

The ground crumbled and caved in; pieces of the floor were blown up into the air like leaves by the shock of Lathel's kick, and the whole area was obscured by dust.

The Demon Lord's puppet stood still, saying nothing, just staring at Lathel.

A moment later, the dust settled on the ground. Lathel stood still, his foot on Alec's head, as he looked at Alec with some suspicion.

"He's not dead yet!"

Suddenly, the Demon Lord's puppet spoke, and Lathel glanced at it, his eyes filled with caution.

"Hahahaha… Up until now, no one has been able to fool me as many times as you. I admit... this time I lost."

The puppet waved its hand, and an hourglass appeared in the air. There was only a little amount of sand left at the top of the hourglass.

Perhaps in just a few hours, that amount of sand will completely flow down below. However,countless cracks suddenly appeared on the hourglass, then...

CHENG!

The sound of broken glass rang out, and the sand and bronze suddenly broke into countless fragments. Those fragments turned into countless particles of light, disappearing into the air.

Alec suddenly moved; he swung his hand in order to grab Lathel's leg, but Lathel quickly jumped back.

His hands were clenched tightly, and the elemental energy of lightning and fire surrounded his fists. It could be said that as long as Alec does not die, he can continue to fight until Alec is completely dead.

"Don't worry…" The Demon Lord's puppet suddenly continued: "His time is up."

Lathel frowned upon hearing that, but at this moment, Alec really changed in a strange way.

Although the wounds on his body quickly recovered, his… hair also turned completely white.

Not stopping there, his skin began to wrinkle, his body degenerated, and he was as skinny as an old man over eighty years old.

Alec sat on the ground, his body shaking violently and he looked towards Lathel with hatred, as he seemingly could not accept this result.

"No…" Alec reached out towards Lathel, muttering: "I haven't lost yet... I can still fight…"

"I haven't lost yet… Give me a little more time… please… Lathel…"

"Lathel… I haven't lost… You… why… Why were you able to win against me?"

"I am the main man of this world... I… I have not lost yet…"

As Alec spoke, tears welled up in his eyes. No, those weren't tears, it was blood. Blood continuously flowed from his eye sockets like two small streams, making his face even more horrifying.

His hand trembled as if he wanted to reach out to Lathel, but... he couldn't.

At this moment... his body started to slowly decay, turn into dust, and disappear into space.

"No… I don't want to die… my dream… I am… the male lead…"

As soon as the words ended, Alec officially disappeared, completely turning into ash. His soul no longer existed, as everything about him completely disappeared.

From this moment on, the world lost a male protagonist named Alec.

Lathel breathed a sigh of relief seeing this scene, but... he suddenly realised he was standing in a strange space.

This place is a small room; there are manga books, crumpled toilet paper, and food boxes scattered on the ground.

In the corner of the room, a man about 40 years old, fat as a pig and weighing more than 140 kg, was sitting in a chair, staring at the computer screen.

On that screen was an 18+ video, with his hand continuously caressing his penis. Less than 30 seconds later, he took a piece of paper, hastily wiped away the dirty white fluid he had just produced, and casually threw the piece of paper on the floor.

He leaned back in his chair, sighed, and muttered: "Damn it! The bastard in the video is really lucky. If I were him, I could do better; I could make that girl feel a hundred times happier." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ NʘvᴇlFirᴇ.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

At this moment, thanks to the light shining from the computer screen, Lathel could clearly see that man's face in this dark room.

It was a face with sagging, fatty flesh, like a pug dog. His eyes were dark, and his hair and beard grew irregularly, as if he hadn't bathed or cut his hair for a long time.

Every breath he took made Lathel feel that the man was about to die. It was the type of breathing that made others who saw it feel that the man's heart was having problems.

"Damn it! Why do I have such a miserable life? Life is so unfair. Why can those useless bastards out there get isekaied, but I can't?"

"Alec?!" Lathel frowned and muttered: "Is he Alec?"

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