Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives - Chapter 1894: Broken ICU
Chapter 1894: Broken ICU
Villain Ch 1894. Broken ICU
“We won’t die,” he said flatly. His voice was calm, even. Like they weren’t standing in a broken ICU with a walking nightmare in a blood-drenched gown breathing down their necks.
Shea let out a snort. “Says the guy who just got stabbed in the shoulder with a cursed pen by a ghost doctor.”
Allen blinked. Slowly turned his head and gave her a deadpan look that screamed ‘really?’
Shea grinned, unfazed.
Jane laughed, still leaning against the bed frame she’d used as cover. Her leg was still bleeding, but her smirk was intact. “Oh yeah, that scene? Totally cinematic. Straight out of a John Brick movie. Just needs some slow-mo and dramatic lighting.”
“I thought the same,” Larissa said smoothly, licking a bit of black ichor off her fingertip like it was chocolate sauce. “The pen bit? Very stylish. Could use a cape next time.”
Allen exhaled through his nose.
Then spoke, dry as dust. “Laugh all you want. But save it for after we beat her, alright?”
Vivian raised a hand like she was toasting a glass of wine. “Aww, that’s adorable. Our cold-blooded murder machine is being responsible again.”
Alice landed beside him, broom hovering just off the floor. “He’s right. Jokes later. She’s still charging up. And this aura’s getting heavier by the second.”
And she wasn’t wrong.
The Hollow Bride hadn’t moved since she transformed, but the room had.
The floor beneath her feet cracked in a perfect circle. The walls around her groaned, bulging outward like the hospital itself was trying to run. The light coming off the mark on her collarbone had spread—slowly crawling up her neck and down her arms like roots wrapping around a corpse.
Her aura was pressing in now.
Like a gravity well.
The kind of pressure that made your knees want to buckle, made your lungs forget how to breathe.
Allen kept his feet.
Barely.
The others fell into loose formation without another word. They didn’t need instructions.
They’d fought monsters. Players. Each other. They knew what to do.
But this?
This wasn’t just a fight.
This was something wrong.
Shea muttered, “This isn’t just demonic energy. It’s… something older. Deeper.”
“Bound magic,” Jane said. “Not hers. Someone else forced it into her. And now it’s leaking.”
Bella stepped forward and flicked her tail with a frown. “Can we… even save her?”
“She was crying,” Alice said. “Before she changed. I saw it.”
“She was screaming,” Zoe added. “That wasn’t rage. That was pain.”
Allen didn’t answer.
Not yet.
He watched as the Hollow Bride slowly lifted one hand.
It trembled.
Not from fear. From pressure.
Like she didn’t know how to move anymore. Like her bones weren’t hers.
She took a single step forward.
The tile shattered beneath her foot.
A trail of black ash followed behind.
Another step.
More cracking. The floorboards split.
Vivian whispered, “So, just checking… are we going full murder mode, or is this a tragic ending type of deal?”
Allen’s grip on his sword tightened. He didn’t look away from the creature Elise had become. Her face was blank. Her gown whispered as she walked—dragging across glass and blood like a bridal train made of screams.
He breathed in. Steady.
“…We’ll see.”
Because somewhere in there, behind the brand and the blood and the curse, Elise might still be in there.
Maybe.
But first?
They had to survive long enough to find out.
The Hollow Bride moved again, the sound of her bare feet dragging across glass like a funeral bell in miniature. Her body jerked—like she was fighting invisible strings—and then she threw her head back and wailed.
The scream wasn’t just noise.
It was force.
It rolled through the ruined ICU in a wave of pressure that slammed into them, flattening equipment, flipping overturned beds, and blowing shards of glass across the floor like razors. The ceiling tiles cracked, dust falling in a choking gray fog.
Allen’s boots slid back a good meter, his jaw tight, blade angled like he was carving space between himself and the sound.
Zoe dug all her tentacles into the floor and still skidded.
Bella cursed as she slammed into a wall hard enough to crack plaster.
Jane hit the tiles on one knee, blood bubbling up in her throat.
Alice clung to her broom as if it was the only lifeboat in a drowning sea.
Shea’s wings snapped open just to keep her from slamming into the shattered windows.
Larissa growled as she dug claws into the wall behind her to hold position.
The scream spread outward.
Through the halls. Down the stairwell. Past the gates.
The entire town shuddered.
Somewhere outside, the church bell tolled even though no one touched it. The ghosts in the streets began moving again, mouths stretching wide, repeating the Bride’s scream in pale chorus. Windows blew out across the empty town square, candles guttered and died in the chapel, and every rusted sign rattled like they were in a storm.
[Warning: Area Curse Detected.]
[The Hollow Bride’s Wail spreads corruption across the entire town.]
[Status Effects Active: -15% Defense, -20% Magic Resistance, Periodic Madness Checks required.]
Allen wiped blood from his lip with his thumb. His ears rang, but he didn’t let it show. His chest hurt like someone had rammed a steel girder into it, but he kept his stance.
“Zoe, left! Jane, reinforce! Don’t die, please.”
“Wow, that’s motivational,” Vivian croaked, whip already snapping through the air. “Truly inspiring, commander.”
“Thanks.”
The Hollow Bride lunged, surprisingly fast for something that looked like a broken doll. She crashed straight into Zoe, claws flashing. Tentacles snapped out to intercept but were ripped through like wet paper. Zoe snarled, water bursting from her palms in spiraling jets.
“Tsunami!”
The corridor filled with a wall of crushing water, blasting Elise back—but not for long. She planted her clawed feet into the floor and held, the water splitting around her. Her gown snapped in the torrent, soaked crimson now streaming to her ankles. She wailed again, and the water collapsed into black sludge, splattering across the room.
“Okay, that’s new!” Zoe shouted.
Bella darted in from the side, hands glowing as she conjured wind and fire in a spiral. “Eat this, bridezilla!”
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