Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties novel Chapter 139

It was crimson red in there. Damien's body kept falling heavily, through the open space. Down the fat lung of the monster, which bursted open into its endless stomach. It seemed as though Damien was traveling through a bottomless pit.

Suddenly he heard some disruption around him. Yet falling deep and deep in the stomach of monster. He was fortunate to look too soon. He saw new tentacles sprouting from inside the walls of the belly.

It looked like the tentacles pierced the outer skin open to appear on that other end. It had happened too quickly for Damien to do the analysis. He didn't think it was necessary either.

He thought of it and out of his hand grew out another nether sword which crackled with electrical currents.

He knew too well that it was a matter of them before the growing tentacles get to him and pierce him from every corner of his body.

He made a fatal blow at one of the walls of the monster's stomach, throwing his body smoothly to dodge one of the tentacles.

Even though he didn't know that he was going to lose his balance and fall into the eerie mouth of the Ljorde, yet he couldn't whine. He needed to do all he could. And since he was clueless about how to strike the monster from the outside, he could as well find a way on the inside.

When the sword made contact with the wall of the monster's stomach, the blade broke into pieces.

"What the fuck!!!"

Damien was too stunned.

"The hell was the fucker made of! Why is everything about it so hard and impregnable?!"

He didn't even have much time to remonstrate about what had just happened. The growing tentacles were about to pierce through him. He needed to act quickly.

"System gem for a box of transparent impregnable shield."

He groaned in pain. Even though he was now in the box-like shield which was an exact replica of the one which he had created for the girls, though smaller... he felt pain tugging at his ribs.

He looked. One of the tentacles had driven into his body. He pulled it out at once. There was a deep gore, blood making a show.

[Ping! System medics: Automatically activated... healing the host.]

And at that moment, in the blink of an eye, he watched as the gore closed up. No scar was left on his skin. It was too good to be true?

He put his finger to it to be sure whether it was just a typical medical process. But he was disappointed. There was no pain at all lingering. If a doctor stitches a wound, wouldn't there be residual pain? But there was none!

Suddenly, he heard some rubbling from the top.

"Huh? What the fuck is happening?"

He knew he couldn't get the answer if he remained there.

"Zoom up!!!"

The currents coursed and the box went in high speed up the stomach, to the lung then out of the large of the beast which was about to close.

"It's Damien!"

"He didn't die?!"

"He's alive!!!"

"Yes! That's my Damien!"

"He's so cool!!!"

Damien looked down at the Ljorde. Everything looked normal on the surface.

"What was that about? What was the cause of that rumbling? I thought something was about to happen?"

He thought for a while. He wasn't left hanging by his bright mind which was working tirelessly to provide an answer to almost every of his question.

"Could it be? Could the mouth of that bastard be so heavy that when he wants to close it, it makes such a powerful sound?"

He shook his head. Not in disagreement. He had no idea why he did that yet.

"Wahh... this is quite a piece of work."

He looked away. With the help of the box-like transparent shield, he was able to travel in the air round the Ljorde. As he did, he spied on the six necks which were beginning to open up again.

"You fool! You thought I would be such an easy snack, didn't you?"

He chuckled wryly.

"I'll tell you bastard, I'm Damien. The Host of a powerful cataclysm Survival system."

He took a pause, he was hovering directly over the middle of the necks of the monster.

"Do you know what that means? I don't think you do, you are too slow witted."

He pushed his frame to reposition the shield. The position which he was taking at that moment wasn't the anticipated position. But he didn't really worry about it.

"Being the host of a Survival system means that I can't die... do you know how many beasts and monsters I have killed?"