Chapter 987: Reef's Powerful Servant
Translator: Sean88888 Editor: Elkassar1
Zi's Force had been enhanced to a very strong level by now via a lot of powerful equipments.
Although she had not transformed, under that sharp cutting Force, even the hard concrete wall was slashed more than a foot deep and over 5 meters long. It was as if a large electric saw had cut the wall.
But the eerie giant mouth healed itself after it was cut, the teeth inside turning even sharper and more frightening. It continued to bite menacingly, and would occasionally stretch out a long, thick tongue which whipped everything around it in a frenzy. The whole thing simply exuded a mysterious, eerie vibe.
Sheyan pounced forward and shielded Sanzi from the mouth. When his back was whipped by the red tongue, it felt like it was burned by sulphuric acid or fire, hissing loudly. A thick scorch mark was left on his back, as if a poisonous towel had dragged through it.
But what surprised Sheyan the most was that the enemy's damage was much lower than he expected. But his face grimaced in pain immediately after that. A reddish-gold flame shot out from the old wound on his shoulder and back. Apparently, the intense action just now had triggered his old injury.
The energy in the form of a flame lashed out at the ghostly mouth that had pounce forward. The mouth immediately uttered a shrill scream. A corner of it looked like it was being forcefully torn apart. It instantly turned fade and finally evaporated into nothingness.
Sheyan yelled in indignation, "What the hell is this goddamn flame? It can absorb that gigantic ghost as its food! It took me so long to decrease the remnant energy by a fifth, but now it's burning even fiercer than it did in its prime!"
Reef remarked, "That just now should be a type of dark witchcraft that spread from East Asia, I think it's called Oriental Black Magic. It's characteristic is that it attacks by using various types of demonic familiars and evil spirits. There used to be a member in my party who practiced this magic. Because their demonic familiars are all in spiritual forms, ordinary attack methods are not very effective."
"As for the fact that the negative energy in your body became even larger after it came in to contact with the ghost, the theory is simple. The negative energy in your body is probably the purest negative energy that can be found in a world of this difficulty. Just as the deepest darkness will give birth to light, I suspect that with a catalyst, it's possible to turn the negative energy into a positive energy! The ghost is essentially negative energy itself, but of a much lower order, so it's not difficult to imagine that it would be absorbed by the negative energy as nutrient."
Sheyan's gnashed his teeth tightly. He already broke out in cold sweat. "Damn. Are there any attacks in the form of positive energy?"
"There are, but they're very rare," answered Zi.
"For example??" asked Sheyan, gasping. He was tormented by the negative energy and had almost lost his ability to think properly.
Zi looked at him with pity. "The Cardinal you told us before. The attack he used must be a kind of positive energy...."
"..." Sheyan was speechless.
Zi sighed. "I guess you'd rather continue to be tortured by this stuff. Maybe you should just bear with it until we return to the realm."
Sheyan sighed too, and shook his head. He did not know what else he could do.
Reef suddenly started chanting some solemn and complex incantations. At that moment, he looked more mysterious than an occultist and holier than the Pope. The Cardinal had performed holy spells too, but his appearance and actions when he did so was a far cry from the feeling of solemn holiness exuded by Reef in this instance.
But when Reef concluded his incantation, there was no sacred, glorious glow like one would expect. Instead, before him rose a vast swamp of filth, rot and stench, followed by a man with oil painted on his body and a huge, strange shaman mask on his face. He was a burly man with a weird spider-like pattern covering his skin. His eyes were also in the form of a spider's compound eyes. His appearance, truth be told, was a little eerie.
"Is this your servant?" asked Sheyan as he gasped in pain while holding the wound on his back.
Reef nodded with obvious pride. "That's right. He's finally matured and is now officially my servant. But because his looks and combat method are too eye-catching, and once unsummoned, he can only be summoned again after we return to the realm, it's necessary to put him in a disguise while we're in non-combat situations. That will cost quite a lot...."
Hearing Reef's complaint, Sheyan felt a headache coming. He grabbed his forehead and said, "Fine, fine. I can consider buying a permanent disguise effect for your servant, but he must at least prove first that the money will be well-spent."
Reef burst out in laughter.
"The reason I'm summoning him now is precisely because this guy's the best person to fight against spiritual creatures. The Ndipaya aren't just famed for their terrifying diseases; their witchcraft is actually just as powerful. Go on, show us your strength!
Immediately, Reef's servant drew out from behind him a wooden spear that looked very crude, only the sharp tip of the spear glistened with a dark green light! The man jumped up the wall and crawled on it swiftly like an agile spider, somehow defying the force of gravity.
The servant paused for a moment on the ceiling. Then, without any warning, he dropped down and rolled while curling in a huddle. Following that, a shrill cry in reverberated through the air.
It turned out that when Reef's servant had paused briefly on the ceiling, he had pierced his spear into the ceiling like the sting of a bee, without anyone noticing it! A twisted and painful giant face of a woman instantly surfaced in the corridor.
The horrifying scene is hard to describe with words. It was as if the giant face of a woman was a huge poster that had been stuck in the corridor beforehand, waiting for Sheyan and his party to come near. The stab from Reef's servant accurately pierced between her brows, causing her whole face to distort. The face then started to melt like a candle starting from the spot that was stabbed!
After the servant touched the ground, it crawled on all fours like a spider, moving forward at a tremendous speed.
A door to the side suddenly sprung open. A man dressed in tattered Japanese armor and wearing a grim ghost mask pounced towards Reef's servant with his katana raised above his head.
The servant leaped up and curled into a ball in the air, skillfully avoiding the blow of the katana. A green ray of light flew out of the blowpipe in his mouth and penetrated the throat of the samurai. A puff of green smoke rose from the wound which was rapidly covered by moss. The veins on his neck bulged angrily and turned green.
The blow would have proven fatal to ordinary people, but not to the samurai. He should not have been able to shift the momentum of his katana, but he simply let it slip out of his grip and, with an incantation, the strange katana inexplicably turned around and swung back!
A dazzling white light flew by at an incredible speed and cut the left leg Reef's servant. Even the tough skin and strong defence of the Ndipayas could not withstand this terrible strike.
The muscular leg was immediately cleaved in two and sent flying by the force of the blow. It fell to the ground heavily and emitted a deathly black gas. The wound seemed to have melted from the high temperature, burning to a crisp. It was constantly squirming but not one drop of blood spilled out.
The samurai staggered back a few steps and gripped his throat tightly with his palm. He then reached out and caught the katana that was whirling back to him. Next, he actually stabbed himself in the throat with the katana. A large amount of smoke rose with a hiss, and the green in his veins was removed.
Reef's servant rolled and picked up his severed leg. He recited a tribal shamanic chant in the native Ndipaya language. The pair of jewel eyes on his mask glistened with a blood-red glow. He proceeded to stick out his tongue and lick the cross-section of the severed leg, then simply re-attached the leg back to his body.
The broken part of the leg squirmed with a large number of parasites inside, but it soon returned to its original state, leaving only a scar in the form of a centipede.
Neither side seemed to have gained the upper hand in the exchange!
"I've found them!" Sanzi suddenly exclaimed in joy.
As soon as he said that, a miniature 3D holographic model of the thirteenth floor appeared before Party Ace. It was the result of the reconnaissance done by Sanzi's mice. The target's room was not too far away from where Sheyan and his party were. They just need to move 20 meters ahead, make a turn and travel through a corridor.
It could be seen from the holographic model that there were only two people in the room. One of them should be Vincent, the one they were looking for. Although the model could not show too much details, he looked somewhat depressed. The other was wearing a loose robe with large sleeves kind of like a kimono. The gender could not be confirmed. The person could be seen waving their arms incessantly, seemingly in some sort of ritual.