Chapter 767: Virus versus Virus
Translator: Translation Nation Editor: Translation Nation
Sheyan was stunned. He clearly felt that his saber had yet to touch the woman's body, yet she unexpectedly self-mutilated.
Blood and mangled pulps splattered onto Sheyan's body and emitted a foul stench.
The remnant half of the woman stood without collapsing, and her eyes flickered with bloodlust as she grabbed Sheyan's saber tightly.
Meanwhile, the surrounding zombies howled sharply and flocked rapidly towards Sheyan, frenetically baring their eerie white teeth during the process.
Sheyan naturally retracted his saber, yet to his dismay, the woman offered no resistance as she adhered onto the blade like a sticky sweet...
Utilizing this saber corpse to slash forth, Sheyan naturally couldn't exhibit its dreadful might.
At this moment, the pack of zombies swarmed in and attempted to chew on his flesh. Although Sheyan was mocked as merely a 'basic realm contestant', his attributes still fully suppressed these ordinary zombies.
He allowed a vicious female zombie to pounce in and easily clamped her neck before exerting force. Kacha! The female zombie's neck fractured as Sheyan brutally tore her head out. The pearl necklace worn on her neck broke apart, as the pearls flew out and bounced onto the ground.
The zombie regained her clarity before dying. Its dried up eyeball squirted out murky fluids, as her bony hands scrambled aimlessly for her beloved pearl necklace...…instead, Sheyan mightily lifted the zombie's calf as a secondary weapon, and quickly delivered the few deceased back to the underworld.
Half a minute into dissecting through the zombies, Sheyan looked extremely exhausted as he bent down with both hands over his knees and panted heavily.
At this moment, a kiddy girl voice echoed in from all corners of the room.
"Hehehe, big brother sure is formidable, oh what a powerful slave you will be! Don't struggle anymore, come be my slave."
Sheyan scanned his environment in a fluster and fumed out.
"Who are you?! Who are you?? Coward hiding in the dark, don't dare show yourself and fight?"
"You truly wish to see me? Ohh~~ I'm right hereee."
All of a sudden, a girl face surfaced at the entrance of a connecting room. Sheyan immediately charged over but a second later, was knocked back by a grotesque, abominable fleshy red figure.
This fleshy red figure was shockingly an incompletely mutated Licker. It still possessed a basic human frame, but half of its skull was missing due to an inflated decomposing brain. Depression and lumps covered its body, where bright red flesh were exposed beneath its tough skin.
A bloodied tongue slithered out from its mouth as the Licker glared at Sheyan. As the tongue shot in, Sheyan dodged to the side with a grunt and grabbed the Licker's tongue. With his other hand, he cleaved down ruthlessly with his '+7 West'
Instead, the Licker seemed to have sense the terrifying threat of this dark-blue glittering weapon. With a freakish howl, the Licker leaped backwards and forcefully tore its own tongue like it was a lizard's tail.
Following that, the Licker's distorted joints twisted freely and propelled it back in. Observing previously that the Licker couldn't retaliate, Sheyan hastily attempted to dodge, but the long toenails of the Licker still clawed out three long lacerations across his chest.
Sheyan raged out in response as he smashed a 'Curse-Mix' flask on the ground. The 1.5 seconds of stun granted him an opportunity, as his saber light flashed out.
Moments later, the Licker screeched in agony after three quarter of his neck was nearly cleaved through! Turbid maroonish blood squirted out from its nearly severed throat, windpipe and blood vessels. Although the Licker strived to retreat, it was easily cut down by Sheyan.
In the midst of gushing blood, the Licker screeched hoarsely and finally scrambled away and seized a zombie by the side.
The zombie wrestled sluggishly beneath the claws of the Licker. Instead, the Licker enlarged its sickening jaws and begun feasting wildly on the zombie. The sounds of bone fracturing fill the room and after several crunches, the zombie's flesh was forcefully shoved down into the Licker's belly. Instantly, not only were the Licker's wounds swiftly healing, its muscles were also robustly expanding!
Nevertheless, while the Licker was feasting, Sheyan pulled out 'Ambition' and directly blasted its brain!
Sheyan then glanced towards that little girl, but instead, a chill welled up in his heart. As it turns out, that little girl floating at the entrance, was just a head! Everything beneath the neck had been utterly chewed away.
"Oh~~~woahhh~~!" Plague's dragged out squeal resonated through the corners of the room.
This time, it was the a coarse and crude male voice. Moreover, the tone of the voice sounded much warmer. "What a beautiful homeroom, didn't imagine you to be so capable! Welcome to my procession of Lickers, buddy~~~!"
"Eat shit!" Sheyan roared out as he wiped off some blood on his face.
Plague was presently exceedingly confident and replied smugly.
"Weren't you slaughtering so merrily? However, you failed to notice the wounds on your body. The real value carried by my pets, is the authentic T-Virus! Although ineffective on Growth-Hunters of my level, it can perfectly invade into the body of a mere basic realm contestant like yours!"
While she spoke, a zombie hobbled out from the darkness. In its hand, was a mirror.
Plague's sharp laughter rang out again.
"Welcome to my zombie procession! Do you know why I allowed you to kill no.2? Because it was originally a contestant, I can't accept you as my slave without it dying! You shall be welcomed with utmost warmth, dummy~~I will bestow you to delicacy of my steamy poop and my supple and gentle soles!"
By now, the zombie had targeted its mirror at Sheyan. Without warning, Sheyan's skin started turning grey and his outline seemed to be shriveling up; all his flesh and muscles begun degenerating, while his hair lost its luster. Moreover, his gums were exposed and his eyes turned bloodshot.
"What's going on? What's happening to me?!!!" Sheyan roared in despair; his voice akin to the whimpers of a wounded beast. He started sweeping his '+7 West' frenetically and aimlessly around, even to the point of scraping his own flesh and feeling numb to it.
Flesh blood dripped from his saber blade but only served to amplify his bitter agony.
Plague issued a sharp and annoying giggle.
"Hehehe, Finarsih still wanted to dispatch another here. From the looks of it, that unlucky brat wouldn't even have scraps left to eat!"
At this moment, the semi-deranged Sheyan abruptly turned solemn.
"There's another one coming?"
"Of course, this point to point teleportation has a cooldown restriction of three minutes, heehee!" Plague sneered. "Wait what!!!"
Plague's voice abruptly turned incisive and serious.
"How can you still maintain your rationality?? My T-Virus has already reached crisis outbreak, your brain should be craving to feast instead!"
Presently, one could also observe a thick mass of cyan vessels that had shockingly emerged from Sheyan's chest. Those vessels stretched out towards the rest of his body, and wherever they passed, the black aura of the T-Virus were dispersed in grey ashes. This sensation was that of complete suppression!
An incomparably defying suppression!
Suddenly, a strikingly resplendent golden pearl appeared in front of him, where its glow congregated onto his body! In that instance, golden pearl dimmed and became lightless.
Gold Pearl of the Caribbean Sea!
With a massive upgrade of his perceptive sense, Sheyan charged wildly towards a nearby table. His dark-blue sabre flashed in and the table instantly vanished from sight.
Droplets of blood sprinkled down from mid-air as Plague's sorrowful cry hissed out.
"Ahhhhhhhhh! Meaniee, how did you find out I was there!"
Sheyan released a callous smirk.
"You are the dummy. You think a chameleon-like ability with some illusory arts can render you unrivalled under heaven? Wanting to infect me with virus? Haha, don't make me lose my teeth from laughing. Don't you know? My virus has long infected your body, I'm refraining from letting it flare up!'
Plague howled out.
"Impossible….."
Sheyan stood still with his sabre.
5-6 seconds later, he once again charged to a random corner while slashing with his saber. Instead this time, his sabre landed on nothing, but merely leaving a streak of sparks and a deep scar on the war.
Plague's conceited giggle echoed in again.
"Succeeding just once and you think you've seen through my powerful ability?"
Sheyan smiled craftily.
"I don't need to see through anything. Three….two…..one!"
Following his countdown, a clear sneeze that broke the harmony of this environment resounded from Sheyan's back.
Sheyan immediately retracted his saber and lunged backwards for a chop down.
A split second later, Plague's agonizing scream pierced out again. Without hesitation, Sheyan hurled out a flask of 'Curse-Mix' and offloaded another vicious slash with the 1.5 seconds of stun duration.