Villainess X Villain: They are obsessed with each other!

Chapter 141 -: 140 Crypian’s plan.

The Love Guardian was still staggering like a drunk guy who just got punched in a bar fight.

Julius grinned under his mask and tossed the war hammer toward Rosalina like he was passing a basketball.

"Let’s finish this clown first," Julius said in a calm voice as he lifted his chained mace.

Dust and broken stone flew behind her as she charged straight at the Love Guardian like an angry bull.

The Love Guardian grabbed his huge sword with shaky hands.

But the stubborn idiot still raised his weapon and tried to fight back bravely.

They could clearly see their big guardian was on his last legs.

Their teamwork was ridiculous.

"The woman... she’s way too good with weapons," Crypian muttered, not taking his eyes off the fight.

She swung the war hammer with perfect control, smashing at the Love Guardian’s joints, knees, elbows, shoulders, wherever it would hurt the most.

It was like watching a veteran blacksmith hammering away at hot iron, except the iron was screaming and trying to hit back.

Who learns to master that many weapons in one lifetime? It made zero sense.

"As for the guy... he’s just pure brute force," he whispered.

The two masked fighters worked together perfectly.

Julius focused on the head and chest, hammering away like he was trying to flatten a metal can.

With every hit, the Love Guardian got weaker and weaker.

Not one. Not even a speck of dust on their clothes looked out of place.

Crypian’s eyebrows pulled together tightly.

After all, Stone and debris won’t save them twice.

He cursed inside his head. His luck felt like it had gone deep into the negatives.

He had the key to the 11th floor right there, but he couldn’t move an inch.

’What the hell should I do?’ he thought bitterly.

The Love Guardian looked like a little kid getting bullied by two older brothers at this point.

One solid hit from either of them would turn him into meat paste.

It was almost over...

A memory popped into his head, clear as day.

"This is a light path spell," the Dean had said.

Crypian’s eyes lit up as he stared at the two masked figures beating the life out of their guardian.

Crypian suddenly stood up with a determined look on his face.

"You aren’t going to join the fight, are you?" she asked in a shaky voice.

She looked terrified that he might actually run in there like some brave hero.

Even with all her silly "power of love" daydreams, she wasn’t completely stupid.

"Please don’t go," she begged, her voice cracking. "I don’t... I don’t want to lose you..."

If Julius and Rosalina had been close enough to hear this, they would have dropped their weapons right there, lost the fight on the spot, and probably killed themselves from how painfully cheesy the whole scene was.

He pulled Alia into a tight hug, just like a soldier saying goodbye to his wife before marching off to war.

"Don’t worry," he said gently, rubbing her back with a kind smile on his face.

"That’s why I have an idea!"