Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives Chapter 1205: Overly Moist

Villain Ch 1205. Overly Moist

The rmaid responded with a guttural sound, a mix between a growl and a gurgle, before extending one of her stubby tentacle-like arms. The water around her rippled violently, forming into sharp, spear-like shapes that hovered nacingly before launching toward Vivian.

"Classic," Vivian muttered, her reflexes kicking in. With a flick of her wrist, her whip lashed out, cutting through the first of the watery spears like it was nothing. The others shattered harmlessly against the ground as she spun gracefully, her movents precise and controlled.

Alice, standing nearby with her arms crossed, watched with a critical eye. "Not bad, but don't get cocky. She's still holding back."

"Noted," Vivian called back, her voice steady as she closed the distance between herself and the rmaid.

The rmaid let out a shrill whistle, and the water around her began to churn. Suddenly, two additional figures erged from the shadows—miniature versions of the rn they'd faced earlier, complete with their ridiculous beach pants and pans.

"Of course," Allen muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Because one mutated rmaid wasn't enough."

Vivian laughed, clearly unbothered. "Oh, please, this is nothing." She cracked her whip again, the sound echoing loudly as it wrapped around the first rman's pan and yanked it out of his hands. The rman stumbled backward, only to be t with a swift kick from Vivian that sent him sprawling.

The second rman lunged at her with his tartar sauce bottle raised, but Alice stepped in, her hands glowing with dark energy. "Not today." She unleashed her Void Sphere, a swirling mass of darkness that pulled the rman in before exploding in a burst of arcane power. The rman let out a comical yelp before collapsing in a heap.

"Nice assist," Vivian called out, giving Alice a quick thumbs-up.

Alice shrugged, a faint smile on her lips. "Just doing my job."

The rmaid, now visibly agitated, let out another ear-piercing whistle. This ti, the water around her coalesced into a massive, writhing form—a grotesque combination of tentacles and glowing eyes that lood over Vivian like a giant.

"Oh, co on!" Vivian exclaid, her grin faltering slightly. "Where do they keep coming up with these designs?"

Allen crossed his arms, smirking. "You're the one who wanted this fight, rember?"

Vivian huffed, but her determination didn't waver. "Fine. Ti to step it up." Her whip glowed with a fiery red aura as she activated her Demonic Frenzy skill. The weapon lashed out with blinding speed, striking the tentacled monstrosity repeatedly. Each hit left a fiery trail, the creature writhing and screeching in pain.

"Need help?" Alice called out, already summoning another spell.

"Not yet," Vivian replied through gritted teeth. "I've got this."

The rmaid, watching her summoned creature struggle, shifted her focus to Alice. Her lips puckered in a grotesque motion as she blew a sharp, targeted whistle directly at the witch. The sound hit Alice like a physical force, making her stumble backward.

"Ugh, what the—" Alice shook her head, trying to clear the ringing from her ears.

"I've got her!" Larissa shouted, stepping forward. With a flick of her wrist, she unleashed her Crimson Wave, a surge of blood-red energy that struck the rmaid head-on, breaking her concentration. The lody faltered, and the summoned creature began to dissolve.

Vivian seized the opening. "Thanks, Larissa!" She leapt forward, her whip glowing brighter than ever as she brought it down on the rmaid in a devastating final strike. The impact sent a shockwave through the room, and the rmaid let out one last, gurgling shriek before collapsing in a heap.

They fell silent, the eerie glow fading as the battle ended.

[You received rmaid's Lip Balm 1 ea and 3,900 Coins.]

The notification popped up, breaking the silence that followed the battle.

Allen read it aloud, his voice dripping with disbelief. "rmaid's Lip Balm? Really?"

The group erupted into laughter.

"Lip balm?" Zoe asked, wiping a tear from her eye. "What's it supposed to do? Make your lips plump and fishy too?"

Vivian, still catching her breath, leaned on her whip and smirked. "Hey, maybe it's a buff item. Sothing to charm your enemies. Or disgust them."

Alice bent down to examine the item in her inventory, tilting her head. "Maybe, it could restore a small amount of HP over ti but gives a debuff called Overly Moist." She raised an eyebrow, looking at the others.

Shea snorted. "Yeah, no thanks. I'd rather stay dry and injured than be… overly moist."

Allen shook his head, closing his inventory. "This place just keeps getting weirder. First rn with pans, now a cursed lip balm. What's next? Lobster with legs?"

Jane grinned mischievously. "Hey, don't tempt the dungeon. We've still got a lot more to explore."

Larissa crossed her arms, her crimson gaze sweeping the now-calm chamber. "As ridiculous as this has been, I'm curious. Why is everything in this dungeon so… wrong? It's like soone tried to create a normal ocean world and gave up halfway through."

"Or," Shea chid in, "they just had a really ssed-up sense of humor."

Zoe flicked one of her tentacles, shaking her head in mock exasperation. "I guess I should prepare myself in case my backstory turns out to be even more ridiculous than Bella's."

She paused, her expression softening as she leaned toward Allen, her tentacles playfully curling around his arm. "But… It's fine. Allen will pamper anyway." Her voice took on a spoiled tone, and her eyes sparkled as she gave him a playful pout.

Allen raised an eyebrow, clearly amused but refusing to let her antics go unchecked. "You're laying it on thick today, huh, Zoe?"

Zoe smiled sweetly, her tentacles tightening around his arm ever so slightly. "Can you bla ? I just led us to a dungeon full of surprises. Don't you think I deserve a little extra attention?"

Shea groaned, throwing her hands up in mock surrender. "Oh, for the love of—Zoe, you've been spoiled enough already! You're treating him like so personal butler."

Zoe turned to Shea, her expression smug. "Jealous? I an, if you want to fight for Allen's attention, I'm ga."