Chapter 69: Blast Open and Then Jump Down
Watching Luxianbei, who was blocking the way like a bandit, extremely skillfully intercepting the fanatics passing by her side, knocking them unconscious, and dragging them into the small woods, before swaggering into the subway station entrance with the looted distorted painting, the Haze God briefly fell into deep thought.
Now, should I really obey the calamity’s arrangements and report myself to the Siye Society?
Or should I sit back and watch the tigers fight, waiting for them and that scoundrel to determine the winner before making a decision?
It had just shown such a humble demeanor because Luxianbei held the magical bracelet capable of absolutely suppressing smog, along with Jumeng, who had strength slightly superior to it, creating an invisible deterrent.
However, as a calamity-grade urban legend born from industrial pollution, it certainly wasn’t a benevolent being. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have unleashed heavy fog to shroud the mountain city, using the means of holding nearly an entire city’s people hostage to attract the Siye Society’s attention and force them to help deal with its offspring.
If possible, it hoped to see the result where calamity, Jumeng, and that scoundrel were both severely injured.
In that case, it could conveniently take advantage, then swiftly escape before the Siye Society’s reinforcements arrived in the mountain city. As for the mess left behind, how the Siye Society would clean it up was none of its concern.
Its offspring wanted to devour it, but didn’t it also want to devour its offspring?
What it told Luxianbei was, although it was all true, it wasn’t the entire reason behind the meticulous plans it had laid out for over thirty years.
Since being influenced by that enormous shadow and foreseeing the future where it would be devoured by its offspring, it had known that its offspring possessed a terrifying potential for growth, even more so than itself.
Smog could cause cancer, but cancer could be caused by more than just smog.
If it could reverse the fate of being devoured through careful planning, its power could take another leap forward, very possibly becoming one of the most powerful urban legends in this world, even becoming a legendary factor in the destruction of the world.
It had once encountered an ancient destroyer, from whom it saw a unique and fascinating authority.
In fact, similar to the act of devouring “kin,” it wasn’t something it hadn’t done before. It could become calamity-grade, also thanks to its “younger brother,” who was born shortly after it and whose powers were now mostly integrated with its own.
Like its offspring, its younger brother had also wanted to devour it.
If its younger brother had been victorious in that brutal mutual devouring back then, perhaps there would be no Haze God in this world, but instead, a calamity-grade urban legend established on hydrocarbon combustion pollution, perhaps… would be called Hydrocarbon God?
“No, Little Haze, why are you still here? Didn’t I tell you to go call someone?”
Just as the Haze God was secretly considering whether to backstab calamity, a familiar voice rang out from behind it, interrupting its thoughts.
Following the direction of the voice, it looked and saw Luxianbei’s deadpan face, instantly widening its eyes.
What the hell? What’s going on? Why has she come back?
This was genuine anxiety, as if it had been caught in theft.
Seeing the Haze God’s expression resembling one that had seen a ghost, Luxianbei faintly sensed something was off, tilting her head and saying, “Honestly, you’re not waiting for me to fight that guy and then backstab me, are you?”
She was always unafraid to assume the worst of unfamiliar urban legends.
Clearly, this time the target of her assumptions truly had ulterior motives.
“I advise you not to have such thoughts! I’m not afraid to tell you that even if the entire mountain city blows up, I wouldn’t be harmed in the slightest.”
“If you don’t believe me, you can contact Zhang Hainan directly later and ask if he can take me down in one move!”
Upon hearing this, Jumeng gave Luxianbei a sidelong glance and rolled her eyes.
Tsk, the little b*stard really dares to speak! Relying on that old guy, for some reason, doesn’t want to k*ll you, huh? I’ll just pretend not to see through you in front of outsiders.
Noticing Jumeng’s gaze, Luxianbei not only felt no embarrassment but proudly puffed up her chest.
It really can’t take me down in one move!
However, if that old fellow wanted to, finishing the battle in just a few seconds shouldn’t be too difficult.
I just speak the truth… Luxianbei thought.
Honestly, the armored Ling Tai Purification, after merging with the God Realm Prototype, how “tough” it truly was, even she didn’t know, but compared to before, it should be able to hold out a few more seconds against Zhang Hainan.
Haze God, “…”
Calamity has brought out one of the strongest spirit ability users in the world, mentioning him by name, what else could it say?
Let the mist disperse and let this spread to the Black Emperor’s ears?
But what if the Black Emperor really came? Would I still be able to escape?
After a brief silence, it squeezed out an ugly smile and said, “Misunderstanding, definitely a misunderstanding. I’m just trying to cover for you!”
“I wanted to confirm that you all reach the altar smoothly before going to report.”
After saying this, it glanced at the subway station entrance, then at Luxianbei, hesitating to speak.
“Stop looking!” Luxianbei waved her hand in front of it, saying, “That route is impassable. We plan to enter from another place.”
“Impassable?” The Haze God looked even more puzzled.
Even at this very moment, fanatics were continuously coming from all corners of the city to enter the subway station, how could it be impassable?
“That’s right.” Luxianbei said expressionlessly, “You don’t know, those passages below are all filled with your rebellious baby’s secretions. Walking in there feels like navigating the intestines of someone with acute gastroenteritis and extensive ulcer disease, I can’t stand it! Why don’t you go down and take a look yourself?”
Although her analogy was somewhat exaggerated and ridiculous, in some sense, it was the truth.
Just a moment ago, she and Jumeng had followed those fanatics, crossed the subway station platform, and entered the air defense tunnel leading to the altar, only to see large amounts of net-like viscous flesh filling almost the entire tunnel, covered with densely packed, grape-like tumors, sending chills down her spine.
Not only that, but they also saw that those fanatics, when attempting to traverse the tunnel, touched the net-like flesh, and their bodies turned into bl**d and flesh, gradually merging with it, becoming a part of it.
It was precisely that bizarre scene of seeming to be digested that prompted her to use such a metaphor.
After hearing Luxianbei’s words, the Haze God’s head, suspended in mid-air, began to shake like a rattle.
What it was most worried about right now was being devoured by its offspring; if Luxianbei said that below resembled a digestive tract, how could it dare to take the risk?
“No, no, I’ll go call someone right away, but…” Pausing, it looked toward the subway station entrance and changed the subject, asking, “Since that way is impassable, how do you plan to get to the ritual site?”
“Isn’t that obvious?” Luxianbei shrugged, turned around, and pointed to the high, raised street two to three kilometers away, “Of course from there! Just blast it open and jump down.”
As she spoke, she pulled out a luxurious alchemical bomb from the God Realm Prototype, slung it over her shoulder, and jogged toward the bl**d-soaked mound.
Why wait to k*ll small monsters all the way to the boss room when we can skip straight to it?
Haze God, “…”
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Before him was complete darkness, and the unique “buzzing” of dead silence echoed in his ears. Zhang Yu felt as if he were a leaf boat, lifted by the torrent of darkness, floating along the currents.
He was about to d*e; his breathing was weakening, and his heartbeats were gradually faltering.
But he wasn’t dead yet; he could still vaguely sense the things around him.
He smelled the stench of putrid flesh in the air, the burnt odor produced by explosions, and the smell of oil seeping from the subway train.
The spiritual perception, about to dissipate along with his life, vaguely detected numerous lives around him, rushing towards d*ath just like him.
The spirit energy within him, accompanied by the chaotic spirit patterns, rampaged through his body, and wherever it passed, flesh was gradually turning into metal under the Night Corrosion, as if countless iron filings were scraping through his veins, continually stimulating his already numb nerves with pain.
“……”
Did it succeed?
Did I successfully stop the ritual? Zhang Yu thought.
After regaining the weakest consciousness from his unconsciousness, he desperately wanted to know if his efforts had yielded any results.
In the moment before losing consciousness, he saw the subway train, responding to his summons, rushing towards him like a javelin thrown from a giant’s hand, colliding with that bizarre statue in the purest way.
A deafening roar exploded suddenly.
The train head immediately twisted and deformed, the train carriages momentarily halted in mid-air, then disintegrated, and under the force of inertia, continued flying, crashing towards the area surrounding the altar.
Thus, the “body” combined with allure and disease manifested numerous horrific cracks amidst the thunderous sound, while the putrid bl**d splattered along with the crumbling debris, spraying in all directions.
But what he saw was merely this.
Although the statue was shattered, it did not fall.
Perhaps to respond to the expectations of those on the verge of d*ath, its soon-to-be extinguished body gathered the last bit of strength, igniting a weak “light.”
Zhang Yu struggled to open his eyes a crack to look towards the altar.
Then, the faint “light” flickering in his eyes suddenly extinguished, replaced by numbness and disappointment.
Covered in dark, shadowy flesh, the viscera surged from the pockmarked statue, unfurling like mushrooms opening their caps, extending long, twisted limbs and visceral-like tissues that connected the entire underground space’s ground with the dome before tearing through the dome, continuing upward.
Farther away, net-like flesh grew wildly along dark, deep tunnels, as if seeking to fill the underground air defense network that covered a small part of the mountain city. The dark mist condensed among the gaps of the net-like structure.
The foul wind, carrying dark fog, drifted, mingling with the chilling cries of infants.
The twisted and deformed subway train lay scattered around the altar, covered in dark red “sludge,” while those fanatics following the offspring of the evil god were glued to the “sludge.” Some crawled rapidly like worms, while others staggered and walked, laughing foolishly, as if celebrating their lord’s arrival in the world.
After enduring the severe impact, the ritual had not completely halted.
Like his father, he had strived to uphold his principles, but both ultimately failed.
It’s over; it’s all over… Zhang Yu thought, an overwhelming fatigue suddenly washed over him, making his eyelids feel as if they were laden with lead, slowly drooping.
Just as he was about to plunge back into darkness, he suddenly saw light.
That light first appeared directly above the altar, at the point where twisted flesh tore through the dome, manifesting as an exceptionally dazzling point, akin to a solar flare, which then rapidly expanded into a scorching white light.
“……”
Is this the scene one sees at the end of their life?
Could it be the so-called holy light guiding the soul to heaven?
How laughable; a person like me, who doesn’t believe in religion, can actually make it to heaven?
Zhang Yu thought self-mockingly, and in the next moment, his soon-to-be-closed eyes suddenly widened, his pupils trembling.
The sound of shattering and explosions echoed simultaneously.
Following a brief moment of buildup, a terrifying radiant light erupted, tearing through the air defense tunnel’s dome.
The entire space violently trembled, the temperature rising at an astonishing speed, and the twisted and diseased flesh, under the blanket of high temperatures, began to sizzle as if placed on an oiled iron plate, producing a light “hiss” and displaying countless bubbles that then burst out, releasing foul-smelling smoke.
Immediately following, like a fire god hurling down fiery spears, a dazzling pillar of fire plummeted from the sky, rushing down with a roar, crashing open.
In an instant, the underground space where the altar was located was engulfed in an omnipresent blazing light.
It was as if a small sun had fallen into this abyss-like place, with darkness unable to hide.
A horrifying wave of spirit energy surged, flames swept through.
Under the scorching waves, the already severely damaged statue shattered into countless pieces, and the flesh entangled with the statue was also smashed heavily to the ground like it had received a powerful blow.
Amidst the bl**d-colored sludge on the ground, countless figures struggled to rise, but with a sweep of the light arc from that pillar of fire, they instantly exploded into puffs of bl**d mist.
Zhang Yu, “……”
It was only at this moment that he realized, that was not some holy light guiding souls to heaven, but an explosion.
An earth-shattering explosion!
And he happened to be within ten meters of the explosion’s center, in a near-d*ath state, with no strength to escape.
If not for his body being much more resilient than those freshly turned fanatics after several spirit pattern advancements, he would have likely become one of “the familiar ones” just lying there.
d*mn it, what is going on?
Is this what they mean by “good fortune not coming in pairs, misfortune never alone”?
In an instant, Zhang Yu felt his heart, covered in ashes, transformed into a vast prairie sprouting grass.
At that moment, he vaguely saw two figures descending from the firelight.
“Not good, there are really living people! You little b*stard, what did I just say? Let you use a little bit of explosives, and you had to go big!”
A voice of panic echoed in his ears, and immediately afterward, Zhang Yu felt his body being turned over by someone.
It felt like flipping a fish fillet after one side was cooked during frying, needing to flip it to continue cooking.
“Isn’t this thinking of a quick solution? Let me see… d*mn! Isn’t this Dorethea’s cheap guardian? What brings her here to d*e?”
Zhang Yu, “……”
The effort of risking his life was labeled as bringing d*ath by someone, and his mood felt as if drenched by the rain, suddenly full of complaints.
