Chapter 25: Launch of the Four Beasts Bright Sky Cannon!
Luxianbei felt she had struck it rich for once.
While Jiang Li and Zhang Dexian were fighting against those terrifying urban legends with overwhelming spiritual energy fluctuations, she unexpectedly found these two troublemakers in this dark corner.
The ritual these two were conducting was definitely not for good fortune or peace for the state.
From Luxianbei’s recent interpretations of the Great Serpent God and fragments of knowledge about rituals, this one had similarities to at least three types of evil rituals.
In short, it was right to stop them while their spiritual energy fluctuations were only at 0.5 Mr. Rabbit!
I can’t defeat the BOSS, but I can’t take down these two wannabe summoners of the BOSS?
“kn*fe, come!”
Luxianbei shouted, using the thick smoke rising in the room as cover. She lunged to the side, jumped through the window, grabbed a kitchen kn*fe, and slashed at the floating, foul-smelling, egg-like bl**d mass multiple times.
The black threads extending from the egg-shaped bl**d mass were almost able to enwrap Li Weiyi and another man’s bodies, as they were about to enter the final phase of the ritual.
Suddenly attacked by Luxianbei, the egg-shaped bl**d mass wriggled madly before bursting like a popped balloon, sending countless black and dark red threads fleeing hurriedly into the shadows of the room.
Along with it, like a chariot being torn apart, it shredded the two bodies that were almost completely enveloped.
With a “poof!” sound, a fog of bl**d exploded in the room.
Just as Luxianbei was about to recite a spell to turn those writhing threads into ashes, an abrupt sound echoed in the dark room.
“Wooha—!”
The sound was like a baby crying.
The cries drilled into Luxianbei’s ears, growing more numerous and intense, soon buzzing like thousands of flies humming around her, constantly conveying a pure desire to feed.
In an instant, she felt dizzy, as if an invisible hand was choking her throat, tightening her trachea, making it difficult to breathe.
However.
Such a level of mental pollution was something Luxianbei had experienced daily when terminating the urban legends, and she had long become accustomed to it.
Relying on her rich experience of mental torment, Luxianbei quickly shook off the influence. Stabilizing her mind, she was taken aback by the sight before her.
The effect of the smoke-enhancing talisman had vanished, and the smoke had dissipated. In one corner of the room, the originally dismembered Li Weiyi had somehow stood up again.
The man stained with more misfortune was seemingly abandoned by the black threads, which had merely siphoned off his clean flesh and left his mangled body in the corner.
The black threads writhed slowly, pulling his limbs back into their original positions, then stitching themselves into his flesh, and within moments, only grotesque lines of bl**d remained on his body.
Luxianbei froze for a moment, then lunged forward, and without waiting for Li Weiyi to act, immediately hacked him to pieces again.
Then.
The black threads hiding in the dark corner, like piranhas smelling bl**d, surged forward, re-stitching his broken body.
Not just the head, but also the arms, legs, and even the torso; even if Luxianbei chopped him in half, he could still rejoin and heal his wounds.
As Luxianbei continued her assault, his wounds kept mending.
On his torso, tufts of coarse hair resembling livestock began to sprout, his eyes bulging out, pupils splitting into two.
Hard, steel-like black hairs pierced through the skin of his limbs, and two enormous, wriggling tumors bulged on his back, as if something like maggots, tentacles, or some kind of monster was hidden underneath!
This sight made Luxianbei’s scalp tingle, her strikes becoming ever ferocious. Yet as she attacked, the bizarre things that emerged during Li Weiyi’s recovery grew increasingly grotesque.
Eyes, nose, ears, slimy entrails, and even claws, tentacles, and chitinous exoskeletons that were completely unhuman… a hodgepodge of entities littered his body.
Looking at that pile, which only retained some semblance of a human shape, like a mess of mixed-together insects and seafood, Luxianbei felt her stomach churn and nearly vomited.
This guy has such thick health points?
My damage output seems inadequate; what to do?
If physical damage doesn’t work, let’s try some magic attacks, and if that fails, resort to some potions!
Luxianbei suppressed the urge to vomit as she thought for a moment, quickly retreating while softly chanting her spell.
“Wilderness, grass and straw, remains, fan the winds of kindling, strike the spell thrice, red flames flash!”
As the last word fell, a fireball the size of a basketball quickly formed at her fingertips, shot forward, while at the same time, Luxianbei pulled out two glass bottles from her jacket pocket and aimed them at the fireball heading toward Li Weiyi.
“Bang—!”
The glass bottles shattered in the heat, splashing purple-black liquid, instantly resembling a cigarette b*tt dropped in a sewage pool or several kilograms of potassium falling into a fish pond, lighting up like a gas station exploding.
It was akin to using homemade explosives to demolish a building, causing a violent explosion in the room.
Luxianbei never expected that misfortune would be flammable and explosive; thinking of the several bottles of nitroglycerin she had been carrying, she couldn’t help but curse.
“d*mn it!”
The next moment, her vision was swallowed by a burst of purple-red light, a violent shockwave following, throwing her body into the air, crashing back down, bouncing off the tall courtyard wall, creating a small dent, before falling heavily to the ground.
Ugh, I really am too weak! Even killing a low-level player is so exhausting, Luxianbei thought.
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On the open space in front of the office lab building of the South Suburb Slaughterhouse.
Blue kn*fe light and sinister breaths flailed about, the sharp sound of metal clashing resonated endlessly.
Jiang Li engaged in battle with the urban legend known as the Big King, feeling as if its power was gradually weakening, as if something was being drained from it, causing its attacks to grow feebler.
Zhang Dexian had a similar feeling on the other side.
While the two wondered what had caused this change, a loud explosion suddenly echoed from a remote corner of the slaughterhouse.
Following the sound, a purple-red mushroom cloud, several stories high, erupted, blowing off the tin roof of a small house in the corner.
Illuminated by the firelight, Luxianbei’s figure flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the slaughterhouse courtyard wall and tumbling into a patch of yellowing greenery.
Zhang Dexian, “…”
What on earth is going on?
Jiang Li, “???”
It seems like that’s the power distribution room? What on earth is she up to?
While we’re fighting to the d*ath over here, she’s creating an explosion back at the power distribution room?
Could she be in cahoots with the urban legends at the slaughterhouse?
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Outside the slaughterhouse.
Towering white bone walls formed a circle, resembling an arena of a barbaric tribe, trapping Shuo E and the cat-eared girl inside.
The cat-eared girl dodged the bone spears thrusting from the surrounding white bone walls while seeking a gap to launch an attack against Shuo E, who was merely gathering all of his strength to constantly restrict her movements, defending against her attacks, and his intent to delay time was evident.
As time passed, the cat-eared girl’s demeanor grew increasingly anxious.
Noticing her nervousness, Shuo E sneered, further disturbing her mentality with words.
“Though you speak with much bravado, you seem to lack confidence in that woman, don’t you?”
“Hehe, good punch! But it’s useless!”
“Your spiritual energy is indeed slightly stronger than mine, but I never intended to surpass you. All I need is to…”
“Boom—!”
Just as Shuo E was speaking, a loud explosion erupted from the direction of the slaughterhouse. Under the night sky, a purple-red flame soared, slipping through the gaps in the white bone walls and falling into his eyes.
Accompanied by the explosion, within the scope of spiritual perception, that faint yet disquieting and ominous spiritual energy fluctuation that had been increasing suddenly came to a halt, even showing signs of weakening for several seconds.
A wave of panic filled Shuo E’s heart, and his expression slightly changed.
Could it be that woman really has the ability to disrupt the ritual?
While he was momentarily dazed, the cat-eared girl, wrapped in vengeful black mist, swept her long leg over, striking his side, causing an explosive sound and shattering his bone armor. He was sent flying, crashing into the white bone wall with a “bang!”
“Of course, I have confidence in her! She’s a member endorsed by our boss!” the cat-eared girl declared proudly, before pouncing after Shuo E.
Though… that guy is particularly annoying!
The cat-eared girl added silently as she closed in on Shuo E.
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On the other side, in the grass not far from the South Suburb Slaughterhouse’s entrance.
A tall, thin man sat astride Miss Rabbit’s slender waist, firmly pressing down on her wrists, his head bobbing side to side, dodging her razor-sharp, crimson tongue with barbs, a flirtatious smile gracing his lips as he mumbled to himself.
“Hehehe! Paired nights beneath the mandarin ducks, a pear tree crushes the begonia… move, move, arms entwined, lips draw close, tongues intertwine… bed awry, pillow askew, gently tease the little golden lotus…”
The words from the tall, thin man morphed from classic phrases of a notorious online pervert into ancient erotic poetry, causing Miss Rabbit to feel her mind becoming increasingly disturbed, blushing intensely, her legs growing weak, and her breathing rapid.
After losing her composure several times, she was finally pushed into the thicket.
“Wait a minute, do you know that a forcibly twisted melon is not sweet?”
“I know! Though a forcibly twisted melon is not sweet, there are no melons if they aren’t twisted, and all I need is to twist it down and I’ll have fun.”
As the slim man spoke, Miss Rabbit suddenly felt something pressing against her lower abdomen, her expression changing as she hurriedly exclaimed, “Wait, wait, I’m actually male!”
“Oh? Isn’t that even better?”
“Are you hell-bent on GHS today?”
“Yes!” the slim man replied earnestly.
Miss Rabbit, “…”
What the hell is this spirit ability user?
If I could take him on, I would definitely swallow him whole to study how his spirit patterns are generated!
Just as Miss Rabbit thought this, an explosion resounded from inside the slaughterhouse. The slim man paused for a moment, his incessant chatter suddenly stopping.
In that instant, feeling a resurgence of strength within her body, a cold glimmer flashed in her eyes. Her long legs coiled around the slim man’s waist as if they were boneless, locking him tightly.
“Not good!”
The slim man sensed the binding force on his body. His expression changed, and just as he was about to speak, Miss Rabbit suddenly exerted her waist strength, launching him headfirst into the ground, creating a small pit as earth and stones flew up, stirring dust everywhere.
“Boom—!”
After several moments, the disoriented slim man was trying to crawl out of the pit. As he just poked his head out, a crowbar glowing with crimson light came whistling toward him.
“d*mn it, I’m going to k*ll you, old pervert! I’ll smash you to bits!”
“I’ll make you GHS, I’ll make you GHS!”
Miss Rabbit frantically swung the crowbar, creating streaks of afterimages with each strike, each one hitting the slim man directly on the mouth.
If I can make him unable to speak, his combat power should drop by at least half, right? Miss Rabbit thought.
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Luxianbei lay on the ground, taking a while to recover from the explosion’s shock. Before she could get up, she felt as if her vision was fading into darkness.
An ominous spiritual energy fluctuation gradually arose.
It was as if something had awakened from slumber.
Gazing ahead, in a moment, Luxianbei’s long-missing eyes burned with pain once more, though they flickered intermittently, as if there was a contact issue, the temperature fluctuating up and down.
Between the cold and hot sensations, peculiar images began to flash in her eyes.
Amidst the thick smoke, pairs of eyes that seemed to originate from a distant time and space slowly opened, resembling hidden demons in the darkness of hell.
Countless illusory shadows appeared behind a gradually approaching human figure, like projections from another world, rushing around and occasionally casting chilling glances toward this world.
Like the buzzing of thousands of flies fluttering, civilizations emanated from those illusory shadows, intensifying the dark thoughts in her mind, intertwining into a terrifying nightmare.
【He is about to pierce my chest with his appendages】
Just as Luxianbei’s consciousness was about to be dragged into that horrifying nightmare, a sudden, intense pain pierced her eyes, and a thought flashed through her mind.
In that instant, she jolted awake, performing a fantastic leap to spring up, just as she darted left to evade, a claw-like arm wrapped in exoskeleton burst through the smoke, a toxic stinger thrusting from the gaps, stabbing down where she had just been, accompanied by a tearing sound, spraying out a swirl of viscous liquid.
The foul-smelling, sticky liquid seemed to possess an uncanny vitality, falling where it may. Instantly, swathes of flesh began to grow from the dirt and bricks, splitting into wide-mouthed maws, ready to gnaw at anything around.
Inadvertently, a drop of the viscous liquid splashed onto Luxianbei’s foot, sending a sharp pain through her. Burns appeared on her skin as if a horde of ferocious insects were gnawing on her flesh, until a wave of cold energy surged from her foot, ending the corrosion.
The next moment, a resounding, furious hum erupted, carrying a layer of crimson ripples, rushing in every direction as a figure tore through the smoke, lunging toward Luxianbei.
A filthy yet powerful spiritual energy fluctuation surged toward her, causing her complexion to turn pale.
This spiritual energy fluctuation…
Surely it must be as strong as 0.8276 of the Great Serpent God, right?
Why is this happening? Who told me these two were the weakest in the entire scene? Luxianbei thought in a panic.
Although she had managed to interrupt the ritual by eliminating one of the participants, preventing the Child of Gluttony from fully being born, the ritual had still progressed to a significant extent. In a certain sense, Li Weiyi, as the host, was no longer human but had become part of the Child of Gluttony.
Suddenly, the annoying buzzing surged, like a swarm of agitated flies coming at her.
The buzzing sound made Luxianbei’s vision blur, followed by a scorching sensation in her eyes.
In that instant, that miraculous thought flashed in her mind once more. Before the attack landed or the killing intent emerged, she somersaulted away in advance.
Indeed, that thought really seemed to predict the trajectory of the target she was gazing at, just like a spark of inspiration!
Could this be my greatest gain from painting spirit patterns this time?
Luxianbei’s heart swelled with joy, and as footsteps approached from the side, she turned to look in the direction of Li Weiyi, finally seeing his current appearance.
His upper body was covered with chitinous black armor, thick hair resembling that of livestock sprouting from the gaps in the armor, his eyes bulging out like those of a fly, pupils divided into five, clustered together like compound eyes.
Two enormous, ruptured tumors bulged on his back, exposing translucent wings that hung down, slimy and drooping like newly hatched insects.
His lower body resembled a maggot, with numerous pig-like appendages sprouting from his abdomen, aiding his movement as his body wriggled.
Confronted with this seemingly terrifying creature, Luxianbei felt as if she had encountered a level-maxed player in a newbie village disguised as a weakling, ready to deceive beginners.
Should I run?
I could call the Siye Society and make an anonymous report after leaving the South Suburb Slaughterhouse; if I fail the review, so be it. After all, my life is more important.
Just as the thought of fleeing arose in Luxianbei’s mind, she suddenly noticed the speed at which Li Weiyi moved, causing her to pause in surprise.
So slow…
It seems there’s no need to run for now?
Wait, I didn’t really intend to run; I was just joking. How could I possibly run when everyone else is fighting, right?
Although Li Weiyi, now completely transformed into a monster, moved with a speed comparable to the best sprinters, he was still as slow as a target compared to her speed enhanced by her faux Divine Wind Armor.
The next moment, as Li Weiyi’s body wriggled and lunged forward, Luxianbei hurriedly sidestepped, finally discovering the reason for his slow movements.
Tethered to the back half of his maggot-like bulk was a mass of putrid flesh, countless black threads plunged into the ground, continuously burrowing into the crevices of soil and rock, devouring every available bit of energy to mend his body.
However, this process was being incessantly disrupted. Newly sprouted flesh burst forth, only to rupture again as a corrosive, pungent liquid sprayed out.
Noticing this, while dodging Li Weiyi’s attacking tendrils, Luxianbei suppressed her nausea and observed the mass of putrid flesh closely.
To her surprise, she spotted some purple-black patches, resembling mold, on that sluggish, uncoagulated mass of putrid flesh.
That is… Misfortune?
While he was attempting to condense this bizarre body, he absorbed a portion of the misfortune into his body, preventing him from forming a complete physique!
Luxianbei’s heart leapt with joy, her tense nerves loosening slightly.
So it’s a defective product? That makes this easier!
As the urban legend transformed from the ritual burst forth from the smoke, facing that surge of spiritual energy fluctuations that seemed to silently scream “all of you here are trash,” Luxianbei momentarily entertained the idea of calling for a proxy player.
After all, she had relied on a proxy player to triumph over the complete Great Serpent God.
However, upon realizing his abnormally slow actions and her ability to easily evade his attacks due to her newfound capabilities, a deranged smile gradually formed on Luxianbei’s face.
As a skilled player who had taken down countless BOSSes using low-level gear and agile maneuvering in various action games, she felt that sacrificing her life was unnecessary; tormenting was far more enjoyable!
With a single thought. her feet began to move.
She rummaged through her remaining bottles of misfortune, grasping a handful in each hand, leveraging the speed conferred by her faux Divine Wind Armor to dodge Li Weiyi’s sticky breath while darting around and quickly encircling him from behind.
Then, she aimed at those writhing black threads, rhythmically throwing the glass bottles one by one.
To k*ll a tough BOSS with exaggerated health points, the first step is to interrupt its recovery!
“Bang—Bang—Bang—!”
As the sounds of shattering glass echoed, those black threads piercing the ground and continuously draining energy began to wither and decay, as if they had been inundated with large quantities of herbicide.
The consumption stopped.
“Roar—!”
Feeling a large amount of misfortune surge into him, tainting his spiritual energy, Li Weiyi let out a horrifying, inhuman roar, his flesh writhing, rushing toward her while continuously spilling viscous liquid around, soon the ground was covered in a layer of writhing flesh with serrated teeth.
“You look pretty scary when you’re angry, but it doesn’t matter! I just love watching you losers unable to k*ll me despite hating me!”
As Luxianbei taunted while quickly backing away, she reached into her clothing pocket and retrieved the Blessing God Copper Coin.
After realizing she truly had the ability to predict, that audacious idea interrupted by Bai Kai once again flashed in her mind, progressively taking shape.
Would my next spell’s amplification be greater than 0.1?
Luxianbei silently pondered as she flicked the coin high into the air.
She focused her gaze on the coin, and without waiting for it to fall, she caught it in one hand, hastening her retreat, distancing herself from Li Weiyi.
From a considerable distance, Luxianbei halted, facing the incoming urban legend as she began reciting the spell.
“Golden halls and jade rooms, walls of iron, dragon tail, phoenix wings…”
Predictably, the coin fortune revealed a negative result.
Based on her feelings and calculations, when the energy consumption of the taboo spell reduced to about one-tenth of its normal level, she could bear it completely.
So…
“…Four Directions, return to the spell, strike the spell ninety-five times, Four Beasts Bright Sky Cannon!”
0.0952471… Multiplication amplitude • Launch of the Four Beasts Bright Sky Cannon!
