The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 849 - 571: The Legacy of the Erakos Sand Worm

The forcibly ignited anger was naturally not intense enough, but it was just enough to unlock "Anger".

Blazing flas burst out from the gaps in the Dragon Scale, illuminating the dark space.

Liu Zheng was surrounded by gray inner walls, the surface of which was rough and hardened, showing no sign of flesh.

But that’s okay, it can be seen with a little handling.

His entire body twisted like seaweed, trying to channel all his strength into his tentacles, then swung the Dragon Scale Blade.

The tip of the knife pierced the inner wall at a very small angle, but only penetrated about a fingernail’s distance.

That stiff and blunt feeling was like cutting rubber with a rusty blade.

But as long as it gets in, it doesn’t matter how awkward it feels.

Liu Zheng raised another tentacle, fashioned it into a small fist, and hamred the knife handle as if driving a nail.

Despite the awkward angle, he managed to hamr it bit by bit until the knife penetrated half the length of a tentacle.

"Da Ji, push down together with !"

Seeing the ti was right, he imdiately commanded.

"Got it, boss."

Niu Daji hugged Liu Zheng tightly and pressed down forcefully.

In terms of strength attribute, it was far higher than Liu Zheng, and its armored state weight was more than triple that of Liu Zheng.

Together they applied force, and the inner wall, tough as stone and elastic as glue, was imdiately carved open with a large gash, which continued to extend downward.

As the protective layer of the inner wall was breached, blue blood spurted out, and an exotic aroma spread throughout the narrow space.

"Close your mouth, don’t drink it."

The driver’s voice ca from inside the tank.

"Da Ji, close your mouth!"

Although an impulse urged Liu Zheng to greedily drink this blood, reason controlled him, and he forcefully commanded Niu Daji.

"Ah, okay, got it, boss."

Niu Daji blinked vigorously, and the blue light in his pupils disappeared.

"Hmph, hmm um wah hmm (Colonel, why isn’t it reacting)?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"The sand worm’s nervous system is not very sensitive, and given its size, the damage you’ve done is like a nosebleed to it."

The driver responded.

"Ah um uh (So what do we do)?"

"Let look for it, we should have sothing in stock. Keep damaging it and don’t stop, or the wound will heal soon."

The driver said.

"Hmph (Okay)!"

Liu Zheng looked at the freshly made wound, which was indeed closing.

He quickly used two tentacles to grasp the knife handle from two directions and began twisting it like drilling wood for fire.

Wounds not being spun quickly healed, but the hole created by the Dragon Scale Blade remained open and grew deeper.

Furthermore, the reduction in area had other benefits: the blue blood went from spraying to gushing, allowing Liu Zheng and Niu Daji to dodge it more easily.

"Colonel, if you don’t hurry up, it’ll soon be too late for dinner!"

Liu Zheng urged.

"You think sothing we haven’t used in hundreds of years is easy to find? If you think you can, you do it."

The driver replied irritably.

Having taken on logistics duties, he seed to have escaped his frenzy.

"Forget I said anything."

Liu Zheng shut his mouth and continued focusing on drilling holes.

"Found it!"

After an unknown amount of ti, the driver finally exclaid excitedly.

A syringe with the thickness of an arm extended from the tank compartnt.

"Here, this is a specially made insecticide for sand worms. You’re in luck–you encountered an immature sand worm. If it were an adult, this dose wouldn’t suffice."

"But you’re also unlucky because this insecticide has already deteriorated."

The driver stated.

"Didn’t you say your Third Reich products were all of high quality and durability?"

"Even high-quality products have a shelf life. Our citizens aren’t undead, so why make things that last forever? Besides, that wouldn’t help stimulate the economy."

The driver retorted.

"Will the deteriorated product still work?"

Liu Zheng didn’t want to argue about politics.

"It will work, but it might have so unknown side effects."

The driver replied.

"As long as it works."

Liu Zheng wrapped a tentacle around the syringe, thrust it into the hole, and forcefully pushed the plunger.

As soon as the potion entered the inner wall, the sand worm reacted.

The already tight space contracted further, and despite Niu Daji’s protection, Liu Zheng still felt suffocated.

"Da Ji, can you still hold on?"

Feeling the intense trembling of Niu Daji’s body, he quickly asked.

"Boss, boss. Coming to the city with you, I have no regrets."

Niu Daji said with difficulty.

"Drip! Drip!"

Liquids dripped onto Liu Zheng’s head, definitely not the sand worm’s blood.

"Hell no, you’ve only been my sidekick for a few days, it’s not ti for farewell ssages yet."

Anger surged from his heart, his enhanced body ripped from within, and the blazing Sun Fla ignited with blood and flesh as fuel, illuminating the dark space along with the raging anger.

"Get down there for ."

The indiscriminate Sun Fla scorched Niu Daji, causing it to instinctively release its tight hold on Liu Zheng.

The latter seized the chance to break free from its embrace and then pushed it down violently.

In just a single breath, the sawtoothed butcher knife that Liu Zheng used to brace the inner wall bent.

He took a deep breath, preparing to use the courier slip.

Suddenly, pain shot through his hoof tips, and a powerful force pulled him downward.