Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son

Chapter 375  [Wedding By Blood] [26] [Bleak Condition]

"Rejection Of Time."

Just as those words escaped my mouth, the entire world around me turned grey.

Without delay, I started walking forward.

Just as I passed Nehale—.

My heart sank as the detonation had already started to engulf Heather.

I quickly reached her.

The explosives had slowly started to burn her clothes and even a part of her skin.

'....Fuck.'

I bit my lips as I started removing the explosives that were covering her entire body.

Fuck! Fuck!

Even though I had slowed down the time to the limit, the explosives were just as fast.

They were brutally burning her skin along with mine.

Clenching my jaw, I cut down the wires that tied her down.

And....

Without a second thought, I removed her from the chair.

I looked back at Nehale, just inches away from drowning in the fire.

'....'

Clicking my tongue in annoyance, I rushed towards her before throwing her out.

For a fleeting second, my eyes met with Mariam, who was able to follow my movement.

I nodded once.

Grabbing Heather, I placed myself between her and the explosives, with my back against it.

'...Haah.'

Taking in a deep breath, I started making mana barriers shielding me.

The room started glowing in a bluish hue as more and more barriers started to emerge.

From ten to hundreds and then... thousands.

Just when I thought the barriers should help enough—.

Closing my eyes, I willed the time to resume its flow.

The explosion tore through the room.

Flames erupted in every direction, swallowing the space in a blinding, violent burst of light and heat.

The world shook.

And—.

"Urgh."

Like a broken kite, my body was thrown away, slamming against the wall.

The impact was so hard that I broke through the wall, plummeting down.

Fighting against the pain, I tried to adjust myself in the air.

With one thought, my shoulder blades twisted before a pair of wings emerged, breaking my fall.

Heather was still in my arms as I landed hard on the ground.

Rolling on the ground to disperse the impact, I finally came to a halt.

'Damn... that was close.'

Sitting straight up, I placed Heather down, whose entire waist region had been burned.

Her skin was blackened, blistered—her breaths shallow, almost nonexistent.

For a second, my mind went blank.

Then instinct kicked in.

I ripped my own shirt and pressed it gently against her wounds, trying to stop any further damage.

At the same time, I used Willis' ability to turn parts of my body into that of a vampire.

My injuries started to heal while I focused on Heather.