The next mont, in their frantic desperation, the parasites burst out of the bodies of the residents, rushing towards the blood on the ground. In the blink of an eye, an indescribable mass ford by entangled parasites was piled on the ground. Isha stepped forward and threw a Burning Bullet, incinerating them completely.
Indeed, the blood from the Dungeon has an extraordinary attraction for the parasites.
If they are newly parasitized into the human body, just catching a whiff of this unique blood’s scent is highly likely to lead them to abandon the tasteless human body and turn to embrace the Blood Collection Bottle!
However, there are so stubborn ones that cling to the bodies of the residents. At this ti, Isha has a second strategy.
The Hunters uniformly cut open wounds on their bodies, and fresh blood flowed out.
Thus, the stubborn parasites also beca frenzied, imdiately abandoning ordinary humans to pounce on them.
Isha and the others welcod them with open arms, killing as many as they could, and even if they entered their bodies, it didn’t matter.
With both thods employed, the parasites ignored the tasteless residents, thus safeguarding people’s safety!
The survivors were dumbfounded.
First, there were the Fran Guards who killed parasites as easily as chickens, and now here cos a group of Hunters willing to be parasitized to protect everyone. The latter’s impact seed even greater than the forr!
"They... They’re reckless!?" The crowd uttered trembling voices.
The local residents didn’t know that the Hunters would be immune to control by the parasites. In their eyes, Isha and these people were sacrificing their lives to save them!
They subconsciously elevated the moral aspect of this behavior to several levels, surpassing what could be described as rely helpful!
"What are you standing there for? Run!" Isha glared at the dazed people. If they didn’t run, the parasites would keep coming. Did they really think Hunters could remain unscathed after being infiltrated by parasites? Everyone was enduring pain!
The residents imdiately snapped out of it. So, with tears in their eyes, saluted Isha and expressed sincere thanks before turning around to flee, finally escaping the city.
Almost everyone, before running, had to thank the Hunters who stayed to act as human Enemy Attraction Skulls, making the scene a showcase of high-quality human behavior.
Initially, the Hunters felt quite appreciated, but as ti went on, sothing felt off.
"Why does it feel as if... they’re holding a morial service?"
Isha hurriedly cast aside this ominous thought. Seeing that the previously gathered people successfully fled, she finally stopped suppressing the parasitic harm to her body, wiping away the blood at the corner of her mouth while assigning tasks to the Hunters.
On the way here, everyone had already discussed; Fran Guards were responsible for violent sentencing, to clear most of the Monsters, while the Hunters went to rescue survivors, rallying any remaining forces in the city for a counterattack, the roles clearly defined.
If all goes well, saving the vast Capital is just a matter of ti.
Hunters were commanded by Isha, while Fran Guards were directed by Wesker, as for Dal.
Perceiving sothing, he headed straight to the Royal Palace, slaughtering frenzied parasites all along, ultimately reaching where King Ule was.
And the King, at this mont, was already withered and ntally chaotic. Even though a stranger stord in, he showed no reaction and even slamd a scroll containing Chaos Magic against his head, the scene exceedingly bizarre.
Dal took out a Healing Potion, incidentally using a Flying Knife to knock the scroll from King Ule’s hand. Being a key witness, Dal couldn’t let him die.
But just as he rushed to King Ule’s side, before he could sprinkle the Healing Potion, a violent tremor shook the entire palace, the ground cracked instantly, and the collapsing palace left Dal with no place to hide. He shielded King Ule, braced for the collapse, feeling himself continuously descending.
"Boom!"
The Royal Palace fell into the Underground Space, kicking up dense dust clouds, covering everything, from Monster roars to anything else.
The debris trembled slightly, and Dal crawled out of it. Apart from looking a bit shabby, he was uninjured, thanks to his sturdy constitution.
However, looking down, King Ule’s skinny neck had twisted three hundred sixty degrees... utterly lifeless.
"..."
Dal’s mouth twitched slightly, suddenly thinking if only this were the Dungeon.
Many dangerous auras erged around him, and he surveyed the vast Underground Space, thinking surely this must be a nest for bugs, then these dangerous auras must be the parasites.
But the next mont, accompanied by a sound like a beast’s howl, a surge of air blasted away the dust, along with fragnts of parasites flying towards Dal.
He couldn’t help but look toward the source of the sound.
There, stood a towering Wolfman, its savage appearance horror-incarnate, wildly brandishing its razor-sharp claws at the surrounding parasites.
Not a parasite?
Dal’s gaze sharpened, for he noticed the Wolfman wore the tattered garb of a Yarn Hunter.
What’s more, the claws tightly gripped a Saw at Blade, and despite the frenzied blade swings, there was so semblance of technique!
He understood sowhat.
"You must be the brother Isha ntioned; fighting till now, truly remarkable."
Dal cast a respectful gaze at the beastified Fanen, while his words caught the other’s attention, raising the possibility of mutual destruction amidst beastification’s indiscrimination. Was a self-destructive drama about to unfold?
Strangely, Fanen’s eyes, although clouded, just glanced at him and continued killing bugs!
"Could there still be a turn for the better?"
Dal sensed the other hadn’t completely lost reason. If now he knocked Fanen unconscious and took him back to Sain Dungeon, might beastification reverse?
Without showing intent, he took out a tranquilizer, quietly moving towards Fanen.
"Khalaa—"
But before he could act, an odd noise echoed throughout the Underground Space, everyone but him looked towards a certain direction.
As if sothing was erging from a cocoon?
Following Fanen’s gaze, he saw, far off on the solid rock wall.
A giant insect egg pulsating like a heart, with a non-human claw covered in insect-like exoskeleton piercing through the eggshell from inside.
Countless cracks appeared on the egg surface, an intensely dangerous aura seeped through the fissures!
Dal blinked.
"Screech—"
The insect egg shattered abruptly, a wave of Demon Qi nearly turned into blood-red substance erupted, symbolizing the birth of a powerful life.
Uffie’s face erged.
Was it her?
No, it was it!
Uffie opened her eyes, revealing insect-like compound eyes.
The Parasite King was born!
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