Transmigrated into a reversed world
Chapter 161 - 161: Hahaha ....that was wild

Pain returned to normal size, it was feeling drained of energy and needed to sleep to regain strength. It wrapped around Viktor's wrists and went into deep sleep.

Viktor sat up, noticing the bite mark on the uprooted rock. He glanced at his beast, recognizing its exhaustion and shrunken size.

He brushed the dirt off himself and approached the ring cautiously, scanning for hidden traps. Its design resembled intertwined roots.

Finding no hidden traps, he picked the ring cautiously, its cold surface sent a chill through his palm as he examined it.

"Boom!!!"

The ceiling collapsed, triggering the room to tremble and crumble.

Viktor wore the ring, the only option of safeguarding it; all his sweat couldn't be for nothing, because the ring fell through the cracks.

He ran quickly, avoiding pieces of rock falling from above. The ground cracked, and water flooded in, giving him a chance to change and swim out quickly, but the water current also brought the jellyfish up, charging up the water.

Viktor's shadow turned into a blur of movement when he felt the water temperature changing gradually; the current zapped through him as he swam upward; he bit his lips and bore it.

The current surged downward from the tunnel forcing him to push harder as he swarm upward.

He held on and was able to see the secret door, he swarmed out and saw it was not only the inner room that was destroyed, but the whole underground city was also crumbling.

"Boom!!!" He swarmed, dodging different pillars, a rock hit him hard on the hand, he gritted his teeth from pain while using his other hand to move the rock away, but in the process, the rough edges scratched his hand, making him bleed, he didn't notice the wound, his mind was how to get out of here.

After some struggle and hits on different parts of his body, he was able to swim out of the area.

Returning to the shore, he found himself on the far side of the island, climbing out of the water; his heart was beating loudly in his chest.

"Hahaha ….that was wild." He laughed, lying on the ground, looking to the sky; he never felt a brush with death before; the intensity was like anything he had ever been through before.

He felt the rush of adrenaline coursing through his body, his heart beating excitedly in his chest- the feeling was not bad, it was like a drug that kept your brain on high alert.

But he's not going to do that again; he would be filled with regrets. His mistress hadn't claimed him yet, nor had he felt her fangs drain his blood—a fate he strangely longed for.

A crazy, perverted smile bloomed on his lips, being he was alone and didn't need to hide his true nature. Unnoticed, blood dripped from his wound onto the ring, which flashed faintly before dimming.

Sitting up, he collected himself, and a cheerful smile remained on his lips.

He dived into the ocean and swam to the other side of the island; it turned dark when he reached.

Calling Kyle to come pick him up, but his calls were ignored. His forehead ticked with anger, wishing to drill a hole into Kyle's head.

Picturing Kyle's gruesome death, his mood cleared up a bit and he decided to call Zane to send someone to pick him up.

"Umm…why are you calling are you not in the staff quarters?" Zane's puzzled tone was heard.

"I nearly died today….you won't have seen your beautiful, gorgeous friend again… I am in town and need someone to pick me up." Viktor said under one breath, his tone cheerful at his near-death experience, making Zane unsure whether it happened or not.

"Okay…I will be right there." Zane said and disconnected the call.

He turned to Cyra sitting beside him, seeing she heard everything, he didn't bother to explain and stood up to get the silver box for the car.

Cyra was curious about Viktor's supposed near-death experience since he was still on the island and never left.

She followed Zane and sat in the car.

Zane started the car and turned his questioning gaze to Cyra, "Oh…I'm curious." Her nonchalant tone belied the words that left her lips.

"Do you believe what he just said?" Zane felt Viktor's tone was not somebody who had experienced near death, but ever since he knew Viktor, he knew he was a cheerful, playful person who looked beautiful but didn't play with serious things.

"We know when we hear it from his mouth." Cyra's words broke him out of his thoughts, and they drove into the night.