[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-rise-of-the-villain-in-a-world-ruled-by-anomalie":3,"chapter-rise-of-the-villain-in-a-world-ruled-by-anomalie-rise-of-the-villain-in-a-world-ruled-by-anomalie-chapter-27":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Rise Of The Villain : In a World Ruled By Anomalies",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},691522,926,"Chapter 27 : Modified","rise-of-the-villain-in-a-world-ruled-by-anomalie-chapter-27",27,"\u003Cp>Jordan and Isabella continued their steady march through the ruined city, moving closer and closer to the towering structure that dominated the skyline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With every step forward, the oppressive aura grew stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shattered skyscraper loomed ahead like a wounded giant, its broken upper floors clawing at the crimson sky. Black crystalline vines pulsed along its surface, veins glowing faintly red, as if the building itself were alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is definitely it,\" Jordan said, eyes narrowing. \"The strongest aura is coming straight from that building.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Isabella could respond, a sharp clicking sound echoed through the street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click. Click. Click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From behind collapsed vehicles and shattered storefronts, monsters emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pack of insectoid beasts crawled into view, their segmented bodies scraping against stone. Their mandibles clacked together rhythmically, sparks flying as hardened chitin rubbed against broken concrete. Long, blade-like forelimbs twitched as they locked onto their prey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isabella didn’t slow down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t even sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her sword flashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first creature was bisected cleanly from shoulder to hip, its body sliding apart before collapsing. The second lunged—only for its head to be severed mid-motion. Two more leaped at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One fell in three pieces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other never even touched the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood splattered across the street, sizzling where it hit the crystal vines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every few minutes, new monsters burst from alleyways or climbed down broken walls, drawn by the dense mana surrounding the dungeon core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And every time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isabella killed them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Effortlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wasted movement. No hesitation. No visible strain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jordan followed behind her, watching silently as bodies piled up along their path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearly an hour passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Isabella slowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lifted a hand and wiped a thin sheen of sweat from her forehead, exhaling softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They just keep coming, don’t they?\" she muttered. \"And here I thought half an hour would be enough to clear this dungeon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jordan seized the moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached into his storage ring and pulled out a clear bottle of water, the surface faintly chilled with magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You must be thirsty,\" he said gently, extending it toward her. \"You’ve been slaying monsters nonstop for almost an hour.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isabella stopped walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes drifted to the bottle in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared at it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One second passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jordan’s fingers tightened almost imperceptibly around the bottle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Did she notice something?’ he thought. ’Is she suspicious?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could say anything else, Isabella calmly reached into her own spatial storage ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pulled out another bottle of water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unopened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She raised it slightly and looked at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Keep it,\" she said flatly. \"I only eat and drink things Mala personally picks out for me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She twisted the cap and took a sip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jordan’s smile stiffened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that so...\" he said, his voice just a little too careful. \"I see ?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled the bottle back, forcing a small laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s alright then.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his head away for a moment and took a slow, steady breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’She’s not going to make this easy, is she?’ he thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isabella didn’t spare him another glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She resumed walking toward the massive building ahead, boots crunching over shattered stone and monster remains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she moved, she murmured quietly under her breath, her voice low enough that it barely carried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For some reason... that guy creeps the hell out of me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>———\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur moved through the ruined streets with Arlo, Marco, and Atlas flanking him loosely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Collapsed buildings hemmed them in on both sides, shadows stretching unnaturally across the cracked road. The air was thick with mana, heavy enough to cling to the lungs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur could feel it clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint, persistent killing intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not sharp. Not focused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But leaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Oozing out like idiots,’ Arthur thought. ’These guys are terrible at hiding it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let out a quiet breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These morons really aren’t good at hiding it,\" Arthur muttered casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marco’s head snapped toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hiding what?\" Marco asked loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur turned, smiling warmly. \"I meant the monsters. They blend into the ruins really well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Atlas burst out laughing. \"They sure do, don’t they?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marco chuckled along. \"Yeah. Sneaky bastards.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur nodded, pretending to scan the surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A low growl rolled through the street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From between two collapsed buildings, familiar shapes emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mutated hyenas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lion-sized bodies slunk forward, bone spikes scraping against stone. Their patchy fur pulsed with glowing red veins, acidic drool sizzling as it hit the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arlo cracked his knuckles. \"I’ll handle this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only for Marco to grab his shoulder and yank him back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why don’t we let Arthur handle it?\" Marco said casually. \"He’s here to learn, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arlo paused, then smiled slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sure. Why not?\" he said. \"Let the newbie handle it. We’ll jump in if things get dangerous.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marco turned to Arthur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See?\" he said pleasantly. \"This is a good opportunity for you, Arthur. Go ahead and kill those small fries.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur met his gaze and smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I won’t disappoint you, senior.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hyenas didn’t wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a collective snarl, the entire pack lunged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur inhaled deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heartbeat slowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His shoulders relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Calm the muscles,’ he told himself. ’Decrease power output. Keep movements steady. Flexible.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drew the sword Isabella had given him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade hummed softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stance mirrored Isabella’s—but adjusted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Less extension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Less force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He burst forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first hyena spat a glob of corrosive acid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur twisted aside at the last second, the acid grazing past his shoulder and splattering against the wall, melting stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He moved again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quick Draw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not hers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a version Arthur had developed on his own—modified to suit his body, drastically reducing the backlash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Isabella had witnessed it herself, she wouldn’t have believed her own eyes—it shouldn’t have been possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sword flashed upward, taking the first hyena’s head clean off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second lunged from the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur ducked, the blade sweeping horizontally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another head fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third came in low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur pivoted—but too slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Claws raked across his thigh, tearing flesh. Pain flared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gritted his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Adjust.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shortened the arc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reduced rotation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next strike took the fourth hyena at the neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood sprayed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fifth leapt from above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur rolled, came up hard on one knee, and slashed upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade caught bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But still severed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sixth hyena charged in a frenzy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur forced his aching body to move, ignoring the tearing pain in his muscles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One final cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six bodies hit the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur staggered, breathing hard, blood dripping from his leg and arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The seventh hyena snarled, circling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arlo’s mouth hung open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Maybe we underestimated him,\" Arlo muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marco swallowed. \"I thought we could let him get devoured. If an investigation happened, we’d come out clean.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Atlas’s eyes darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But it looks like we’ll have to dirty our hands after all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached into his storage ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dagger slid into his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blackened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Poison faintly glistening along the edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur raised his sword, preparing to finish the last hyena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something whistled through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur’s eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’What—’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dagger flew straight toward his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world slowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steel spinning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Death inches away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>--------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A\u002FN:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How was the Chapter? Tell me in the comments section.\u003C\u002Fp>",1221,"2026-06-02T09:14:48.970Z",1,"novelbin.me","049acce3b8a853c8c028fb4dd9618d83a7ed24ed866d6ee17618be7fe1852a5f","rise-of-the-villain-in-a-world-ruled-by-anomalie-chapter-28","rise-of-the-villain-in-a-world-ruled-by-anomalie-chapter-26",140,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Frise-of-the-villain-in-a-world-ruled-by-anomalie-cover.jpg"]