This irrepressible rage gave the captain an extrely intense desire to fight.
Bai Wu watched as the flas swept over once more, thinking... this might be a blessing in disguise.
[Input up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, BABA, congratulations, you now have thirty more lives! Enjoy the thrill of exploding on the spot! Or would you like to challenge a single-life playthrough?]
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Bai Wu and Wu Jiu awoke once again.
After several cabins had been cleared by Wu Jiu in a crushing sweep, the Evil Fallen beca increasingly reluctant to rush at him.
Being blown to bits was preferable to being hacked to pieces.
This ti, Bai Wu’s respawn point was near the cargo hold in Economy Class Three, while Wu Jiu was in Economy Class Two.
The two of them tacitly understood each other, and within nineteen seconds, Wu Jiu had reached Bai Wu’s side.
His eyes were bloodshot, veins on his hands that held the belief the Evil Fallen must die were bulging.
The watch read 110, which could be considered Thunderous Wrath.
"I’ll charge in first, you stay back a bit... I can’t control my strength well right now."
The fact that they could talk ant that the captain’s rationality still had the upper hand, which slightly reassured Bai Wu.
But he was also certain that the captain was truly reaching his limit.
Passengers’ belongings on an airplane are typically stored in the overhead bins, but on this large air vehicle, there was also a dedicated cargo hold.
Located just behind Economy Class Three.
Bai Wu found that the hatch to the cargo hold had been easily pushed open, unlocked.
[Before you enter the boss fight, the kind Prayle’s Eye has a fair suggestion for you: There are many strange items in the cargo hold. If you get distracted by them, you’ll learn a lot of secrets about this flight. But you’d best pay close attention to the shard bearer.]
An alert before the big battle, perhaps...
Bai Wu quietly noted it down, as he was now not very interested in what really happened to the airplane.
If Wu Jiu weren’t there, he might have been willing to spend ti figuring out the cause and effect.
Wu Jiu, filled with a murderous aura, entered the cargo hold.
Compared to the crowded space before, the cargo hold was relatively spacious. The goods on both sides were neatly arranged, with a clear space in the middle, naturally resembling an arena for a decisive battle.
The area’s Guardian was at the far end of the arena, and the arrival of the combat phase was much simpler than Bai Wu had imagined.
In front of Wu Jiu stood an Evil Fallen wrapped in bandages, resembling a mummy.
As Bai Wu observed this mummy figure, the battle between Wu Jiu and the mummy had already begun.
What surprised him was that the fight had no hint of prolonged struggle.
A flash of white light, a sudden gust of wind in the cargo hold, and Wu Jiu cleanly decapitated the mummy’s head with a single strike.
By the ti Bai Wu reacted, the bandaged head was already in the air, with bandages starting to unravel.
But of course, the battle wouldn’t be that simple.
The bandages wrapped around the mummy suddenly blossod like a flower; the severed body, stitched together by the bandages, "rejoined" itself.
Without words, the mummy seed incapable of speech as it sized up Wu Jiu with a look of contempt.
[The shard bearer is a level seven Mutant. Perfect Mutation Entry: Evil Thought Parasitism, Weakness Transfer, Flesh Fusion. Legendary Mutation Entry: Reincarnation.
The mummy’s story, along with that of this airplane, is truly intricate and compelling, full of twists and turns... What? You don’t want to hear a story? Then let’s skip this part and kill it!]
It was Bai Wus’s first encounter with a Legendary Mutation Entry.
"If a Perfect Mutation Entry corresponds to a higher Sequence, does that an a Legendary Mutation Entry is among the top hundred... or even the top fifty Sequences?"
Recalling the female Evil Fallen’s reaction, Bai Wu was concerned that among the mummy’s entries, there were abilities that could counter Wu Jiu.
The level of mutation is a fundantal piece of combat data, but what defines an Evil Fallen’s ability are the entries.
Bai Wu guessed the effect of Reincarnation. It might not be the spatial and temporal chaos of the area, but instead a change in space and ti caused by Reincarnation.
Flesh Fusion was most likely the ability that glued its body back together when its head was chopped off. Only by finding its weakness, the so-called death point, could they stop it from using bandages to fuse its body back together.
But there was also Weakness Transfer.
Combined with Weakness Transfer, without inflicting a catastrophic blow to its entire body in an extrely short ti, this Evil Fallen was effectively immortal.
In a sense, this was even stronger than Dandelion’s Absolute Regeneration.
But what was Evil Thought Parasitism?
The battle had begun, and there were only four minutes and five seconds left until the plane exploded.
Wu Jiu’s rage was unleashed wildly, evident in every heavy, forceful slash of his blade.
His speed was also the fastest it could be.
Bai Wu felt that this cargo hold was filled with Dwarf’s presence everywhere.
With sword intent crisscrossing, densely packed, it was like countless mirrors in a space suddenly had an intruder, and now all the mirrors were reflecting this one person.
It was like nurous lasers shooting from different directions, forming an terrifying net at the end.
"Dwarf is impressive, to still find a way to turn the tide imdiately despite being burdened with such negative emotions."
Bai Wu marveled at Wu Jiu’s fighting instinct.
This net was composed of nurous cuts made by Dwarf in a terrifyingly short ti, with his incredible speed.
Bai Wu now believed that Dwarf could nearly instantly kill any Evil Fellows of the Disciple level.
Dandelion, Elijah, in this net, they would struggle to survive.
In just a few seconds, this frenzied number one man of the High Tower had slashed the level seven Evil Fallen into countless pieces.
Even the bandages broke into countless tiny fragnts under the terrifying slashes.
If the Evil Fallen with a split belly had seen this scene, she would have marveled at the terrifying strength of this human.
But she would not have changed her opinion.
The next second, those tiny fragnts re-fused together; the body that had been sliced into countless pieces, as if guided by so force, began to reassemble into its original form.
Wu Jiu, seething with killing intent, seed to have been ntally prepared for this scene.
He rembered, there was a familiar aura on this Evil Fallen’s body.
During the twenty-four-day survival battle, he had encountered an Evil Fallen with this kind of aura.
Only that Evil Fallen was much stronger than the mummy he was now facing.
That was the most crushing defeat in Wu Jiu’s combat career.
Over the following eighteen days, he awakened another Sequence, completely solving the problem of having too much speed but lacking in other attributes.
Yet, he never had the chance to find that Evil Fallen again to avenge his defeat.
Feeling that familiar aura once more, Wu Jiu took no enemy lightly, and the uncontrollable rage only made him feel stronger!
He did not need Prayle’s Eye to know that there was a fatal point on this monster. Finding that fatal point would break its fusion!
But that thod was sothing only soone as weak as Bai Wu would try!
The mummy’s body fused back together again, and Wu Jiu raised his knife, once more slicing the entire body into pieces with abnormal speed!
"All self-healing requires energy, I will cut you piece by piece until you are drained of strength and can’t move!"
Bai Wu had thought the captain’s earlier blade work was at the limit, but just as the words fell, the captain, like an Asura, managed to increase his strength again!
Less than fifteen seconds had even passed, and this battle wasn’t a duel... it was a one-sided slaughter!
However, just when Bai Wu thought victory was certain, Wu Jiu suddenly stopped.
All the terrifying offensive moves ca to an abrupt halt, the mummy’s body broke apart again but also stitched together once more.
Its gaze remained as scornful as ever.
The frenzied slashing made Wu Jiu frequently co into contact with the mummy.
And so-called Evil Thought Parasitism occurs when an opponent touches it, transferring one’s own resentful thoughts onto them.
The more one contacted the mummy, the more negative emotions they would accumulate.
Wu Jiu’s figure beca utterly still as he struggled against the overwhelming negative emotions like a tidal wave inside him.
His disdain for the Garrison Corps, his loathing for those at the top of the High Tower, were magnified to the extre in this mont!
It was not just anger, but also his fallen comrades from days gone by, appearing before his eyes in the tragic state of their deaths.
Wu Jiu had been moving too swiftly before, so Bai Wu couldn’t see clearly.
But now he saw clearly, after the captain’s terrifying flurry of slashes, the value on the wristwatch beca 224! It had far surpassed the red line of 175 by a significant margin.
Without Evil Fallen Transformation, 175 is just a baseline; each person’s ntality is different, as is their capacity to endure.
Wu Jiu’s ntal resilience was naturally higher than ordinary people’s, but under the shadow of such negative emotions, it was difficult for anyone to maintain their state of mind.
The final two hundred seconds.
Wu Jiu and Bai Wu both realized that touching this monster would increase negative emotions.
Once transford into an Evil Fallen, all would be lost.
Bai Wu also noticed that the mummy’s fusion speed had slowed down; Wu Jiu’s terrifying slashing was indeed effective, it’s just a pity... it could no longer be used.
Should they die once again? Or find a way to break the situation right now?
If they were to break the situation, how would they do it? If they died one more ti... would Dwarf’s negative emotions decrease? Or increase?
One hundred ninety-five seconds.
Wu Jiu’s body was wrapped up by the mummy’s bandages and then smashed fiercely against the bulkhead.
At the sa ti, bearing the brink of negative emotions, Wu Jiu said solemnly:
"Bai Wu... I can still make one more cut! Find its weakness!"
Unable to find it... Weakness Transfer made the mummy’s vital points constantly shift.
The bandages, wrapping around its whole body, burst open all at once, dazzling like a fireworks explosion, and Wu Jiu’s slashes, seemingly overwhelmingly dominant, were each ti misled by the mummy’s endless bandages.
Bai Wu could use Prayle’s Eye’s feedback to locate the core, but communication was too slow, because the mummy’s Weakness Transfer was too frequent.
Unless they could match the mummy’s speed!
One hundred ninety seconds.
Bai Wu’s brain raced, considering all possible strategies.
But at this mont, a sudden factor gave him a new option!
The ddleso wristwatch once again shone spotlight mont.
Previously it fluctuated between 0 and 100, never exceeding 175.
But now, as if the little device had developed a consciousness of its own, it slamd into the final number on the red dial—300!
A light suddenly appeared in Bai Wu’s eyes, and mutations sprung up all over his body!
He had originally thought it was a lousy gadget, but now he would call it the MVP of the battle!
The mummy, originally planning to slowly tornt Wu Jiu, suddenly felt a powerful presence.
It was not from a human, but from a seventh-level Mutant like itself.
(Finally managed to get two Chapters out, going to launch at noon tomorrow, I’ll continue writing, getting ready for tomorrow’s Chapter~ There will be a launch note later on.)
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