Chapter 5: A Legend can't die that easily

The Sea monster was gasping for air, blood coming from several holes in his body, and he was looking at me with a deep hatred that made me feel a wave of chills sweep through my body. His hands and feet were shaking like a cup of jelly, yet he was firmly holding his sword. This bastard is about to meet Hades and can't stand on his feet, yet he doesn't allow his sword to fall to the ground, nor has he decided to contemplate the tape of his past life before death, l mean why didn't he choose to look to the stars, and listening to the waves of the sea and have a quiet death.

No, this bastard doesn't think of that poetic death. Rather, he thinks that, it is better for him to kill a passerby who could accompany him on his journey to meet Hades. And guess who is that lucky bastard?

Without a doubt, the lucky bastard who passed cross this sea monster is me.

Fuck me.

I tried to overcome my paralysis and decided to run as if the devil was chasing me. Because I really don't see much difference now between demons and sea monsters.

I ran over the cold sands of the beach as fast as possible. I could tell that if Usain Bolt decided to compete with me at the moment, he would lose all his Olympic medals before me.

Now, All I could hear was the sound of the wind blowing through my ears from my fast running. This surprised me a little, so I looked behind me to see what was that bastard doing. He finally let his sword fall to the ground. I sighed in relieving, this bastard sea monster must have decided its better for him to think about his wife, his mother-in-law, who made his life living hell through his marriage years. Now, he must be regretting his decision to marry to this family.

This would be great... Yes, yes, you bastard, You Should think about your mother-in-law, and to pour on her all your anger, forget everything about me from and wipe it completely from your memory. I will just disappear from your sight.

Damn it, damn it, damn it!

This crazy bastard, what is he doing? Why does he pointing his hand at me? Damn, this gesture looks familiar to me.

Damn it, damn it, damn it.

He is the sea monster who could use magic powers like in Hollywood movies.

There are twenty meters separating me from him.

Would ... would his spell or whatever he uses will strike me from that distance?

Damn, don't think now, Khaled, and let's run as though all the demons of hell are chasing you.

Suddenly I heard an ugly scream coming from the sea monster, his screaming tore the dark cloak which engulfs the entire beach apart, a screaming foretells me my own dooms.

"$ %% ^ ##"

Subconsciously, I fell to the ground, and at the same time I saw a huge black hand coming from nowhere, which fell over my back.

If I were standing in my place like before, I would have split into two halves.

But it didn't end there, when the black hand began to fade, its nails stitched into my back.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

I screamed as I hadn't screamed before, and for the first time in my entire life I wanted to cry out loud from the severity of the pain, it wasn't the source of my because of my recent wounds, nor my skin that tore in half, but rather because of that deathly aura that penetrated to my entire body through those wounds.

AAAA AAAA AAAA

I would die like that, I teleported to another world, I didn't become rich, I didn't become an Overpowered MC, I didn't have a harem comparable to the harem of the Sultan, nor the harem of One thousand and one nights.

I laughed in sadness, and asked myself since when have I had great luck?

I am like Uncle Donald Duck... My life is an endless series of unfortunate events.

And now my life is about to end... By a sea monster, in a strange land.

Here is the monster approaching me in slow and heavy steps.

Of course, yes, take your time, bastard. Do your wounds kill you with every step you take? Yes, that's good for me. It is good to know that you will die like me.

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Hmm

By rethinking it, By any chance did the fat bastard kept several healing potions inside these magic rings?

Perhaps, maybe if I could extract one of them...

Haha haha.

I laughed so hard, to the point I imagined the sea monster would think that I had lost my mind. Yes, that would be great if he thinks that and gave up on his caution.

First I will search for a healing potion, so that I could treat my wounds, then I will find any weapon to kill that damned monster.

I searched my pockets, oh this side is the cellphone, no, not this, the other pocket, yes. the wooden box.

Slowly, I opened the box, then took out a ring, and put the wooden box back into my pocket again.

I put the ring in my hand.

and now what?

How do I get the things inside it?

Think Khaled. I thought.

Oh, in the novels the heroes imagine the space inside the magic rings and then they see everything inside with their mind eye. isn't it?

So, let's think ... Come on, Khaled.

Open Sesame?!

Nothing.

Damn. Is the situation different from the stories and novels I was reading?

The sound of the steps of the Sea monster is getting closer and closer.

Damn you, fiction writers. You were wrong.

I will die because of your lack of creative imagination.

I took a deep breath and endured my pain. I wondered, what would Sherlock Holmes do if he was in my place?

First question: Can I extract things from this magic ring?

Answer: yes. The fat bastard managed to do that, and like you, he wasn't a magician. Otherwise, he could defend himself by using magic spells in front of these sea monsters.

Second: If the bastard could do it, then why can't I do it?

Answer: Of course you can do it. But you have to find the right mechanism to do that .. This means that you have to check the ring again to find the answer to the mystery.

Yes that's right.

I smiled with pride. I am very smart.

I took the ring off my finger, brought it close to my eyes, and began to check it carefully this time, turning it right and left. Finally, I found the answer... There is a small red seal on the outer edge, barely seen with the naked eye. I must run over the seal with my finger to activate its magic power.

In triumph, I brought the ring back on and pressed the little red seal.

Gulp

I gulped, once, two, three, four ... maybe a hundred times.

I gasped, but this time, not because of the pain, nor because of my wounds. But rather, because of what I saw inside the ring.

There are tons of gold inside the inner space of the magic ring.

In short: I am a millionaire .., millionaire ... millionaire...

"Yes, you would be a millionaire, scoundrel, if you survived now, but first, you have to find the healing potions."

The sound inside my head woke me up from my wonderful imaginations and brought me back to reality. I didn't blame him and didn't insult him, because he was absolutely right. I have to survive first so I can have all this wealth.

I searched the space inside the ring looking for the red glass bottles and finally found them.

They were only a hundred, but they were quite enough for me.

Now how do I extract it from that space?

I shouldn't count on the ideas of web novels authors, because they didn't tell us about those important fine details.

Damn them ... I won't read those cheap stories again.

I tried to think hard about the red bottle.

Get out and show in my hands.

Come on outside, my dear red bottle.

I call you sweet red bottle.

Please, dear red bottle, come to the outside world.

Nothing… nothing.

Damn!

What now? What should I do?

"Try to pronounce its name, you fool."

Thus said the dreaded voice that inhabits my head. If I can return to Earth, I have to visit a psychiatrist as soon as possible so that I can tell him that I talk to myself inside my head so much to the point I created another voice t inside my head which response back to me.

Yes... I will do that .. if I go back.

"Don't cry on me, you fool, and pronounce It."

Okay. here we go.

Healing Potion.

Tada

Finally, the expensive red bottle appeared in my hands. I opened the flask, and ...

AAA AAAA AAA AAAA AAA

I shouted like I hadn't shouted before. I felt that something sharp was stabbing me in the back. There was a shadow stretching in front of me on the sandy ground .. I could know its owner well ... that it was the dreaded Fifth Sea Monster ... when did it arrive? Why didn't I hear his footsteps?

I tried as hard as possible to swallow the healing potion, tried to round the bottle's mouth to my mouth ... but I couldn't do that due to the intensity of the pain.

"$ %% ^ ##"

I heard a female voice echoed through the silent beach, and suddenly I saw a flash of lightning appeared suddenly and then suddenly disappeared, then I heard the sound of a heavy thing falling on the ground next to me.

my vision was fading, and the darkness started to control my senses, but I suddenly felt a reassuring voice that embraced me completely, with a soft hand caressing my head, and then putting my head on something soft and comfortable. I loved this feeling.

I tried to open my eyes, but I failed. I felt that someone was opening my mouth, and drank me a sweet liquid that I had never had before.

"$ %%% $ * @ # ^ ##"

I don't understand those words, but I could understand that... I'm in good hands.

I can let the darkness have me for now. Because I know that hand will pull me out soon.

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