Reincarnated with the Mind Control Powers in Another World. - Chapter 1152 - 1152: Chapter-1153

**Swish**

**Thud.**

In the span of a single heartbeat, Krevin’s head parted ways with his shoulders.

The severed head rolled across the blood-soaked dirt, eyes still wide with disbelief, before finally coming to a stop near his mother’s feet.

“NOOOOOO! KREVINNNNNNN!!”

A heart-wrenching scream tore from the woman’s throat. She threw herself forward, knees slamming into the ground as both of her trembling hands scooped up her son’s head, cradling it against her chest like she could somehow force life back into it through sheer maternal will.

Blood dripped steadily between her fingers, staining her dress crimson.

Mira’s voice cut through the chaos, cold and unyielding.

“I wanted to kill him.” She didn’t even glance at the sobbing mother. Her angry gaze was locked solely on Anon.

Anon tilted his head, scratching the back of his neck with an almost sheepish expression.

“My bad. Let me fix it real quick.”

Before anyone could react, he crouched down, casually pried Krevin’s head from his mother’s desperate grasp, and placed it back onto the stump of the neck with the nonchalance of someone reattaching a doll’s head.

“It’s not that late. My skill should still work…”

A dark, malevolent light flared from his palm.

< Hell Heal >

< Body Manipulation >

< Hyper Regeneration >

Flesh wriggled. Bones cracked and realigned. Blood vessels snaked like living threads, stitching themselves back together. In mere seconds the gruesome wound sealed perfectly, leaving behind only a faint, angry red line as evidence that death had very nearly claimed him.

Krevin’s eyelids fluttered.

He sucked in a ragged gasp.

“HHAAAAAAAAAA…”

“W-What… happened? Did I… die?”

He staggered to his feet, swaying, one hand instinctively touching his neck as though he couldn’t believe it was still attached.

“Impossible…!” Mira and Krevin’s mother spoke at the exact same moment, their voices overlapping in perfect, stunned harmony.

Anon flashed a lazy grin, completely unbothered by the chaos he had just orchestrated.

“See? Couple more seconds and even I couldn’t have brought him back. Good thing we were fast, huh?” He turned toward Mira, eyes gleaming with dark amusement. “So… you can kill him properly now, luv.”

With a flick of his wrist, a plain steel longsword appeared in his hand. He held the hilt out toward her.

Mira stared at the weapon for only half a second before shaking her head slowly.

“No. Not with a sword.”

Her voice dropped into something dangerously angry.

“He killed my love with his bare hands… so he will die the same way.”

A heartbeat later, the air itself seemed to tremble.

Scales erupted across her skin. Crimson wings tore free from her back. Horns spiraled upward. In an instant, the graceful woman was gone—replaced by a towering, wrathful dragon whose mere presence made the ground groan.

Anon blinked once.

Then shrugged.

“Oh well. Your call.”

He reached into empty air and pulled out a thick cigar, lighting the tip with a casual snap of his middle finger. A small black flame danced on his fingertip for just a moment before igniting the tobacco.

*Puff—*

Thick smoke curled lazily from his lips as he watched the scene unfold.

Krevin, still dazed, finally registered the monstrous being that Anon was.

He stumbled backward.

Anon exhaled another cloud of smoke, voice perfectly calm.

“Listen carefully, Krevin. I am only going to say this once so open every fucking hole in your body if you want.”

He pointed the lit end of the cigar toward the trembling dragon.

“Mira is about to rip your fucking head off your shoulders. If you so much as twitch in resistance…” His eyes slid toward Krevin’s mother. “I will turn your dear mommy back into her human form, fuck her so hard she forgets her own name, then snap her neck like a dry twig. Instant lights out. Understood?”

Krevin’s face drained of all color.

“N-No… please…”

But before he could finish begging, a fierce voice cut through the tension.

“I will NOT allow you to touch my son!”

Krevin’s mother threw herself between the dragon and her child, arms spread wide, eyes blazing with desperate defiance despite the terror shaking her frame.

“If you truly wish to spill blood, then wait for my husband! When he arrives, he will tear every last one of you apart, you filthy Morgan scum and this fucking bitch!

He will give you a death that you won’t be able to forget. You understand ?”

Silence fell.

Only the slow crackle of Anon’s cigar and the low, rumbling growl vibrating deep in Mira’s draconic throat could be heard.

Anon tilted his head toward Mira, lips curving.

“Very well then…” Anon spoke as he immediately looked into her eyes and used his skill.

<Hypnosis>

As soon as he used the skill, Krevin’s mother’s eyes glowed brightly purple and she immediately stepped aside.

“M-Mother !? What are you doing ?” Krevin asked with a shocked and scared expression.

“By that question I judge that you don’t love your mother at all and won’t even mind if she died protecting you.

So, how about you look me in the eyes as well ?” Anon spoke as he looked into Krevin’s eyes and used the skill once again.

<Hypnosis>

As soon as he used the skill, Krevin’s eyes also shined brightly purple and his body froze in one place.

“W-What is happening to me ? I-I can’t move my body.” Krevin asked with a worried tone as he looked at Anon.

“I can’t be bothered to answer that… Mira go and do it fast, then I will do you slowly.” Anon replied with a smile as he released another smoke cloud from his mouth.

“You killed my one and only love and then you forced my father to get me married to you.

I never even imagined that I will be taking my revenge this way but now that it’s happening, I have to say… I am really fucking happy you fucking scum.” Mira spoke as she grabbed Krevin’s head.

“M-Mira listen to me… Why are you-“

*RIPPPPPPPP*

Before Krevin could’ve completed his sentence, Mira tore off his head in one swift motion.