My Borderline Supervillain-Slash-Hero System

Chapter 138 Corrupted Three-headed Python


The last beast of the wave fought ferociously until its final breath. It had given its all—yet numbers overwhelmed it. The students swarmed, blades flashing, until one clean strike from a sword-wielder sent its head tumbling to the ground.

With the battle over, they immediately began hauling core stones from the corpses.

That was when the Six Towering Beasts finally stirred.

A giant ape with four pairs of arms.

A massive black panther with twin tails.

A hulking grizzly bear with midnight fur.

Two crimson-scaled lizards that hissed like boiling metal.

And a colossal python with three heads, each swaying independently.

Zane narrowed his eyes. Something about this felt… wrong.

"Why can't those six beasts attack the students when the horde isn't fully cleared? This felt like the whole thing here is engineered by someone." he wondered.

The system answered before he could think further:

[Because these beasts are chained by a sigil on their bodies. They are bound to the city before you.]

[Whoever constructed this place imprisoned them—programmed them as trials for humans seeking entry into the city.]

[To pass, you must kill one of them, either alone or with a team.]

One by one, his teammates arrived beside him—Asphalt bringing up the rear. And they weren't the only ones gathering. Students across the battlefield formed temporary alliances, drawn together by the final hurdle: the Six Towering Beasts.

Each one was a Two-Star corrupted beast—far stronger than anything they had faced before.

Every student here was One-Star, and the gap between them and Two-Star was massive. Normally, the idea of facing one would be suicide.

But three days of bloody battles had changed them. They had fought cunning, vicious beasts and survived. That survival bred confidence… and hunger.

One beast roared. The sound shook the air like thunder. Students clutched their heads, ears ringing.

"Is it a sound attack?" someone shouted.

"No," a late-stage noble student replied coolly. "That's just its roar."

The six giants advanced at last, slow but deliberate.

Plans formed quickly. Five of the beasts would be faced by five massive alliances—each numbering over 3,500 students and led by late-stage nobles directing the strategy.

That left one beast for Zane's team of five.

The sight drew whispers and smirks from the crowd. A single Two-Star corrupted beast… against just five people? Ridiculous.

The beasts still showed no intent to attack—only a steady march forward.

One of the larger alliances struck first. Thousands of spells and arrows tore through the air—blazing fireballs, gleaming metallic bolts, and surging torrents of water—all converging on the hulking grizzly bear.

It was the same beast that had roared moments ago.

The barrage struck with deafening force. The impact zone was swallowed by fire, smoke, and magical shockwaves, scouring the ground bare. Dust billowed high into the air.

When it cleared, the grizzly bear stepped forward.

Burn marks marred its fur. Cuts and scratches scored its hide. But… that was all.

No gaping wounds. No staggering steps.

The students froze, eyes widening. That much firepower should have torn apart an army—yet it had barely scratched the beast.

Zane's voice cut through their shock.

"Did you expect anything else? You're facing a true Two-Star beast."

The battlefields split. The five alliances each moved to engage their chosen opponents, while Zane's team found themselves in a secluded zone—facing the most dangerous of the six.

The Three-Headed Green Python.

Through his system, Zane checked the stats. The other five beasts each had core attributes around 10,500. The python's… were closer to 12,500 across the board.

Elsewhere, the ground shook with magical detonations as the other battles erupted in chaos.

The python slithered toward them slowly, its three heads swaying in eerie unison.

Zane's gaze met one of its eyes—and he froze for a moment. There was intelligence there. Reluctance. The beast wasn't attacking because it didn't want to. It was being forced.

A flicker of pity crossed his mind.

Five against one might seem impossible, but Zane had seen his team fight. He knew what they could do. And he had no doubt—this was enough to take it down.

Still, neither side moved.

The tension hung thick. It felt less like a battle, more like a silent standoff.

The twins broke it first. Har kicked his boar mount into motion. The boar charged the python in a thundering rush.

The snake didn't even twitch.

That laziness seemed to irritate the boar. With a sharp snort, it opened its mouth and spat a ball of purple flame toward the serpent.

The change was instant.

The python's eyes went from half-lidded calm to pure, bloodthirsty frenzy.

Zane's mind sharpened. What happened? Did that attack trigger the sigil?

The system's answer was immediate:

[Yes. The sigil manipulates the beast's emotions. It was suppressing its instincts. Now that's broken, it will fight with nothing but pure savagery.]

It wasn't just their python. Across the field, the other five towering beasts shifted into full aggression, tearing into their attackers.

The python moved.

It was no longer slow—it was a blur. In a heartbeat, it slipped past the boar's flaming breath and countered with a spray of shimmering green liquid, casting it high into the air.

The liquid swirled and gathered into a vast, floating mirror of water.

Zane's eyes narrowed. He'd seen this spell before.

Eren—the butler of the Celestial Wolf King Sebastian Kemp—had used something just like it.

Is this the same technique…?

The python began to sway—its movements hypnotic. The watery mirror above shimmered, rippling as shapes took form within it.

Then the sky seemed to tear open.

Thousands of serpents poured out—each glistening with a green sheen, their fangs dripping with venom. They rained down like living arrows, hissing as they slithered midair toward Zane's team.

Henry's eyes lit up.

"Zane! Those snakes—I want to play with them!"

"Nah." Zane's voice was sharp. "Kill them. They're poisonous—one bite and you're done. Be careful!" His system had already flashed a [LETHAL VENOM DETECTED] warning.

Henry only grinned, then vanished in a blur.

Asphalt's gaze flicked to Zane.

"Not gonna help? The twins are already struggling to cut them all down."

"Not yet," Zane replied.

Asphalt gave a short laugh. "Fine. If you're resting, make it quick—I'm joining the fun."

With a roar, Asphalt charged, his massive blade carving sweeping arcs. Each swing bisected dozens of snakes, green ichor spraying in every direction. Henry darted through the chaos like a shadow, snapping up serpents before they could strike.

Within moments, the swarm was reduced to twitching halves on the ground—or gone entirely down Henry's gullet.

But the python wasn't done.

One head opened its jaws wide and exhaled a rolling cloud of gray. The world vanished into choking fog.

It was like stepping into a winter morning—cold, blinding, muffling every sound.

"Camouflage technique…" Zane muttered, activating his temporary skill.

[All-Seeing Almighty Vision – ACTIVE]

Through the mist, the serpent's massive body was clear to him. It was closing in—fast—on Asphalt's left flank.

"Asphalt! Left side! Use your blade spell, now!"

Asphalt didn't hesitate. Mana surged into his sword, the steel glowing with lethal light.

"Hollow Sword Strike!"

The slash tore through the mist—and through flesh. One of the python's heads tumbled away, spraying a fountain of blood as the haze dissolved.

"Again! Below you!" Zane shouted.

Asphalt leapt, his blade coming down in another mana-coated arc.

"Hollow Sword Strike!"

The ground split as another serpent—nearly identical—was cleaved clean in two.

And then the battlefield shifted again.

More pythons appeared. Not illusions—solid, moving, hissing. Half a dozen, all as large and real as the original.

"What the hell… clones?" Asphalt demanded, eyes narrowing.

Zane's voice was steady. "Not clones. Originals. It's splitting its body—turning itself into multiple fully-functional selves. Rare ability… and dangerous."

Dar's voice was cold. "So how do we kill it?"

"We'll figure that out soon," Zane replied. "Killing this beast isn't our priority right now. The mirror in the sky is amplifying its strength and magical spells—we need to break that first. And you've all felt it too… it's still toying with us, not fighting seriously. So, let's play along for now."

'Play along'—Henry's favorite words.

"What kind of game are we playing, Brother Zane?" he asked with a wicked grin.

"This beast thinks we're weaker in attributes and mana core ranking. It sees us as prey and is setting up a big game of the hunt. Let's show it who's really the prey and who's the hunter. Stay sharp."

The next moment, ambushes came from every direction—left, right, above, behind, front, even below.

But Zane was always a step ahead, his eyes seeing through every trick. He warned them in time, and they easily dodged before striking back, cutting down the attacking pythons.

Asphalt formed a rapid series of hand seals and swung his blade through the air. A surge of curved blade intent erupted, slicing cleanly toward the massive magical mirror overhead.

With a deafening crack, the mirror shattered into countless shards.

Seeing that everyone smiled as the pythons were no longer attacking them from all around.

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