"White Night!"
Lynn gritted his teeth, quickly helped him up, and imdiately activated Random Diagnosis on him.
[Ding! You have discovered target ailnt: Evil Flower Parasitism]
[Ding! You have discovered target ailnt: ntal Breakdown]
[Ding! You have discovered target ailnt: Extre Weakness]
[Ding! You have triggered mission: Cure White Night, Mission Reward: 200 Base EXP, 200 Skeleton Coins, Special Item x1]
Lynn's gaze imdiately fell on the buds densely covering his back. He promptly drew the Night Demon Blade, adjusted the lens, and the internal structure of the buds instantly appeared before his eyes.
He was shocked to discover that the root systems of those buds were actually connected to his major arteries and heart.
"Thank goodness you're an evil spirit!"
Lynn imdiately extended his hand, raising the Night Demon Blade he held.
*Squelch—*
With one clean slash, those buds were neatly severed by Lynn.
He swiftly took out Recovery Potion and Flesh Proliferation Potion, pouring them with a serious expression onto his mangled, bloody back.
Under the effect of the Flesh Proliferation Potion, his wounds began healing at a visible rate, while under the influence of the side effects, dense clusters of tentacles and tumors simultaneously mutated and grew out.
But Lynn raised his blade and brought it down.
Shattering all those minor mutations to pieces.
Then, with a grave expression, he fished out a syringe of adrenaline from his pocket and delivered a forceful injection straight into White Night's buttock.
"Oww—"
White Night instantly sat bolt upright by reflex, breathing rapidly, his eyes trembling uncontrollably.
[Ding! White Night's Pain Value 10]
Lynn grabbed his shoulders firmly, saying earnestly:
"Senior, are you awake? How do you feel? Is your ntal state any better? How many is this?"
Lynn held up one finger.
White Night mumbled, "Two..."
*Slap—*
Lynn gave him another adrenaline shot in the thigh.
White Night's entire body imdiately convulsed, his eyes rolling back, froth bubbling and gurgling from his mouth.
Lynn seriously held up two fingers, asking, "How many is this?"
White Night murmured, "Two..."
[Ding! You have completed the mission: Cure White Night. You have obtained mission rewards: 200 Base EXP, 200 Skeleton Coins, Special Item: Gene Enhancent Potion x2]
[Gene Enhancent Potion]
[Quality]: High-grade
[Description]: A boosting potion that temporarily increases Constitution upon use. Enters a weakened state after the effect ends.
Lynn gripped White Night's shoulders seriously, saying, "Good, cognition hasn't completely collapsed. Can you speak to normally now?"
White Night gasped vacantly, rapidly gathering his scattered will under the boost of those two adrenaline shots.
After a long while.
He slowly regained his senses, panting as he looked up at the sky, saying:
"Temporarily nothing major. It's also fortunate that Root-level construct wasn't targeting us, otherwise, ten thousand lives wouldn't be enough for us to die."
Lynn once again recalled the massive construct that appeared in the sky when his five senses were sealed, saying gravely:
"What exactly was that thing!"
White Night struggled to stand up, saying through gritted teeth:
"The most powerful war machine of the Flesh and Blood Cult's Dominator faction. If the flesh and blood humanoids you saw earlier, the ones smashed by the chanical Cult, were just cannon fodder..."
"Then that colossal thing just now is the heavy weapon that allows the Flesh and Blood Cult to stand at the upper echelons of the pyramid!"
A heavy weapon!
Lynn looked up, his gaze hollow as he surveyed the Blood Flowers covering the entire land.
He once again thought of that behemoth, the sensation that just a single glance brought chaos and collapse, and the mad whispers in his ears.
That feeling.
It was like countless maggots crawling inside your brain, nibbling away at the crown of your skull bit by bit.
And judging by the description on the System panel earlier, that colossal thing seed to be a construct modified by the Flesh and Blood Dominator using the corpse of an Ancient God that fell three thousand years ago.
This truly has already completely surpassed the heights that lower-tier beings can even glimpse.
With two Root-level entities from the Flesh and Blood Cult already on the field, for the chanical Cult to gain an advantage, they would inevitably mobilize even more powerful existences, perhaps even their ruler personally descending to control the situation.
One can imagine.
In the coming period, this place will absolutely beco a terrifying slaughterhouse.
And all those preparations I made earlier, in the face of warfare at this level, are laughably like child's play. Because before an elephant, even ants ard to the teeth are still just ants.
There is... simply no sense of security left anymore...
"Senior White Night, wait for a mont, I need to go to the Sight first."
"Why are you going to the Sight?"
"I'm a bit scared."
"Being scared is normal, because even I dare not say I can definitely survive this war. But what does that have to do with you going to the Sight?"
"I want to make myself a little less scared."
"A little less scared?" White Night questioned doubtfully.
Lynn's expression was serious as he imdiately sat cross-legged on the ground.
[Ding! You are entering the Sight. Do you wish to consu Skeleton Coins to enter imdiately?]
"Yes!"
Accompanied by a strong sense of detachnt.
When Lynn opened his eyes again, he was already in the Sight Square corresponding to this wasteland.
Without another word, Lynn quickly opened his VIP chat group.
Then, with a serious expression, he rapidly typed a line of text in the group.
[Son-in-law · Lynn]: "@Big Brother, @Auntie, @Fiancée!"
[Son-in-law · Lynn]: "(Shouting) Big Brother! Sister-in-Law! Your virtuous son-in-law is about to be killed!! And dear Little One, Doctor Brother won't be able to see you anymore!! There'll be no more helping you brush your teeth!! Big Brother is going to be taken out!!"
"I'm cracking! I'm cracking up!!"
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