Did this monster give birth to the atball we just saw?
Looking at the freshly made, steaming atball, and the half-devoured corpse of a companion, Fanen probably understood how this thing was made.
Ignoring the special thod needed to turn human flesh into such a nutritious energy-packed atball, just the brutality of the process made Fanen feel that killing this thing a thousand tis wouldn’t be enough!
atballs filling the entire museum, plus an unknown number that have already been transported away, how many lives did this cost?
But before he could swing his weapon, the monster, swaying, stood up and launched an attack at him, its arm made from countless intertwined parasites swung fiercely, sending a rain of parasites pouring down on Fanen. These insects had sharp mouthparts, once contacting the flesh, they would imdiately tear open the skin and burrow inside, and once inside, there was no saving you.
So that’s how it is, compared to fighting, directly spreading parasites is clearly an easier and more convenient thod.
Fanen didn’t dodge or evade, letting the parasites fall on him—in fact, he had nowhere to hide—the parasites tore open his skin and burrowed deeper, and seemingly unfazed by pain, he unexpectedly charged to the monster’s front.
This man actually didn’t dodge? The monster was briefly stunned.
"Bang —"
The weapon instantly struck the monster’s waist, imdiately relaying a sensation that was sowhere between steel and flesh to Fanen. This guy was tough, definitely not ordinary.
However, the Saw at Blade is ant for sawing!
Fanen suddenly spun around, using the montum from the turn, the blade’s serrated edge easily tore a large gash in the monster, pulling off the outer parasites in the process, scattering carcasses and blood.
At this mont, the monster also struck Fanen with a whip-like kick. He raised his arm to block, but the powerful blow sent him staggering, and the reinforced arm turned a bruise-black imdiately.
The previously fallen parasites now drilled inside his body, and he instantly felt the pain of them running rampant and destroying tirelessly inside his body. If it was an ordinary person experiencing this, they’d probably be rolling on the ground, but he stood there clutching his body, convulsing.
The monster breathed a sigh of relief, previously seeing Fanen not dodging the rain of parasites, it thought he had so secret move and wouldn’t fear the parasites, but it turned out he was just a reckless fool.
In battle, apart from the weak, reckless ones are the easiest to die; the parasites covering the monster let out mocking hisses, as it imdiately leaped and spread its limbs, pouncing towards Fanen.
And at this mont, Fanen, previously immobile due to the pain within, suddenly raised his head, with no hint of pain or numbness in his eyes, as if he was prepared, he quickly rubbed the Fire Paper on the Saw at Blade, and the blade imdiately ignited with flas that beasts feared.
[Fire Paper]
[Special sandpaper that wraps flas around weapons through friction, one of the hunting tools from the Healing Church workshop]
Parasites can control humans, indeed, but now he possesses the enhancents from Dungeon blood therapy, how could he be afraid of being controlled!
The blade slashed fiercely, Fanen unleashed a full power attack right onto the unguarded monster, slicing it across the waist!
Even after being severed, it retained its ferocity, swinging its upper body in counterattack, Fanen did his best to evade, raising his weapon to block the monster’s arms, but suddenly more parasites surged from the severed body, their sharp teeth instantly covering him in wounds.
The severed lower body didn’t die imdiately, it stood up stubbornly, kicking at Fanen; the situation was still grim, but the enemy’s strength had indeed decreased.
After a bloody struggle, Fanen threw a Molotov Cocktail and set the monster afla, which though dismbered, still maintained its vitality. Amidst its agonizing screams, he jabbed himself with a Blood Collection Bottle, treating the surface injuries.
Ultimately, it was his victory, albeit a difficult one.
But he didn’t have ti to celebrate, instead he ran to where the monster had been devouring his companions, if he hadn’t felt wrong just now—
He started digging amongst a pile of atballs and indeed saw a familiar figure, it was Bell!
She was wrapped in a mucous mbrane, seemingly asleep, not yet devoured or transford into a atball. Nearby Bell, Fanen found Isha and others, all wrapped in mbranes. Seeing Isha safe made him truly relieved.
Tearing open the mbrane, the people inside awoke imdiately, displaying confused looks as if unclear why they were there, but Fanen didn’t explain much, urging everyone to quickly leave this dangerous place.
But just as they were about to leave, the museum shook again.
No, rather, the atballs started shaking!
Large and small atballs began to burst, parasites erged breaking their shells, combining together, forming three monsters identical to the one Fanen killed earlier!
Fanen’s eyelid twitched, these creatures were actually mass-produced!
Luckily there were only three, the others aren’t as strong as , perhaps they can’t individually defeat the monsters, but if we fight together, there’s a chance for victory.
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