Transmigrated into a reversed world
Chapter 217 - 217: Three-tailed centipede

Thirty minutes into the journey, the sound of growling stomachs echoed through the crowd.

They were hungry and mentally exhausted from being on constant alert at every sound.

Viktor's stomach groaned. He discreetly pulled out a chocolate bar from his space ring and chewed to stave off his hunger.

"Pass me some," Zane whispered, inching closer. Viktor glanced at Cyra—her eyes fixed on the forest—and, feeling safe, slipped him another bar.

"Eat it openly. No point hiding… you'll just be back on snack ban for another month."

Cyra's sudden voice nearly made their hearts leap out of their chests.

"It wasn't me—it was Zane's idea," Viktor blurted, pushing the blame to the stunned Zane.

"I didn't force you to do it—you're not blaming this on me," Zane shot back, refusing to take the fall alone.

Viktor opened his mouth to argue, but before he could speak, Cyra suddenly dashed forward.

Suddenly the ground vibrated beneath the crowd's feet. They glanced down in confusion as the tremors intensified, nearly knocking them over.

"Is it an earthquake?!" someone shouted, panic rising among them.

Meanwhile, Cyra sprinted through the trees at inhuman speed, the sound of drilling piercing her ears. The centipede had surfaced.

She had to strike before it could burrow out of reach—any delay could cost lives.

She skidded to a halt in a clearing, eyes narrowing at the monstrous three-tailed centipede clawing at the ground with its iron-like legs. The earth beneath her shook violently with every dig.

The monster noticed her presence and whipped a tail towards Cyra, its force cutting through the air.

"Boom!''

The tree behind Cyra shattered into dust from the force of the attack, but Cyra stood there unharmed after taking a direct hit from it.

"Still just as powerful as I remember," Cyra murmured, stepping forward without hesitation.

The monster shrieked in rage and lashed both tails at her, aiming from either side to trap her completely.

Back with the group, the roar sent a chill down their spines—until the ground stopped shaking. Relief washed over them in an instant.

"Is it Cyra attacking?'' Viktor asked since it was coming from ahead.

"Yes, she's probably facing the three-tailed centipede… no doubt about it," Zane said calmly. He knew Cyra could take it down with ease at her current strength.

"Let's keep moving!" he called to the dazed crowd, confident she'd finish the fight before they arrived.

No one questioned his lead; after witnessing his power earlier, none dared defy him. As they continued, Viktor asked about the monster's appearance and other curious details.

Zane answered patiently, pausing only to swiftly deal with smaller monsters that tried to attack in Cyra's absence.

…

"Bang!'' The force of the two tails on her body sounded like a bone hitting forcefully on an iron surface.

"Crack!"

The monster took the brunt of the impact—its tail snapped with a sharp crack, and a piercing wail erupted from its mouth, making Cyra's ears ring.

She frowned, grabbed its limp tails, and hoisted the monster off the ground.

She slammed it hard on the ground—a sickening crack echoed as a loud boom shook the clearing.

Before the monster could cry out, Cyra sank her hands straight through its head, shattering its skull.

The crowd arrived just in time to witness the gruesome sight—Cyra pulled her blood-soaked hands free as black blood splattered and sizzled against the ground.

They swallowed hard at the monster's size—and their boss's small, calm figure—and they were secretly grateful they hadn't offended Cyra in any way.

"Zane, take care of them. I've still got a few big ones to handle," Cyra said, her tone steady and full of trust.

"Alright, go," Zane responded, moving back a bit; the stench of the blood on her hand was too strong.

Cyra's brow raised at his action, "Really…" she drawled, glancing at him with a meaningful expression.

Zane coughed awkwardly, not meaning to despise his wife but the smell was too overwhelming.

Maybe life on the island had spoiled him with its clean, salty air. "You can go. I'll keep them safe," he said with a sheepish smile, motioning for Cyra to leave.

Cyra clicked her tongue and dashed forward and disappeared in a blink.

Viktor hid his scented handkerchief back into his space as they continued, only taking the time to rest when Zane cleaned up the monsters.

They walked forward in a daze, meeting the corpse of the monsters Cyra had dealt with but no sign of Cyra.

The time passed and they entered the outer section of the forest.

"We'll rest here. If you're hungry, drink the tree sap—it's all this land offers," Zane said, unfazed by their stunned expressions.

To demonstrate, he stepped forward and pierced the bark with his dagger. White liquid oozed out, and he caught it in a cup Viktor passed him.

In their presence, he drank the content down. "You can drink." Zane motioned to the tree, fighting back the urge to ask Viktor for a snack to cleanse his mouth.

Too hungry and exhausted to care, the crowd rushed to the trees, ignoring Viktor and the cups.

They cupped their hands, caught the sap, and drank deeply—faces twisting in disgust, but hunger kept them going.

After drinking their fill, they slumped to the ground—some massaging their numb feet, others closing their eyes for a moment's rest.

They were much safer now that they glimpsed the exit of the forest, so they let down their guards to rest a bit.

"Do you want to take a bite in my space?'' Viktor asked, gesturing at Zane's mud-stained jeans.

Zane paused, tempted to have a refreshing bath but shook his head in refusal. 'They weren't safe yet.'

"Later, when Cyra gets back.'' He said with a voice filled with reluctance.

"Okay.'' Viktor rested his back on the tree and closed his exhausted eyes.

'No wonder they were so strong. Every moment in that forest was a fight for survival—one misstep, and you'd end up in a monster's jaws. And Zane and Cyra faced that reality every single day.' Viktor thought—he was filled with so much respect for Zane and Cyra.

Meanwhile, Cyra was lost in the thrill of the hunt—she hadn't felt this satisfied since shifting to her curse form.

The monsters in the forest were countless. She only stopped when they began retreating into their lairs.

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