??Chapter 1091: Chapter 1990: Han Dong’s Request
Chapter 1091: Chapter 1990: Han Dong’s Request
Alei.
A high monk from the Yuanlong City Kongo Temple and a high-order warrior who had accomplished “Opening the gate.”
During an outing outside the city that centred around treasure-hunting, Alei and his teammates accidentally fell into a hidden Shaen Nest… To allow his teammates to escape, Alei alone held off the swarm of insects.
When reinforcents arrived, the insects were gone, the nest empty, and Alei was nowhere to be found.
Just when everyone had concluded that Alei had died,
in the depths of the nest, the leader of the Shaen insect swarm, a Parasitic Ancestor Body, attempted a “Perfect Parasitism” using the flesh of this monk.
Because Alei’s willpower was extrely strong, even to the point that when this bug used its race’s innate secret art of parasitism, it could not erase his will… leading to a fusion of consciousnesses and giving birth to a new individual with a bizarre personality.
Sotis brutal, sotis gentle.
He could be recognized by Demons, appearing in various Demon cities, and he could also be recognized by the Door of Fate, participating in various fate-related events.
Sotis he could be seen in a cave, practicing Buddhist techniques, and other tis, he could be found in a small village, wantonly slaughtering as a monstrous monk.
…
On the tree branch.
Since ro had extracted the (good) consciousness of the monk, the sinister side of the Shaen Parasitic Body was fully unleashed… The ‘Indian monk’ could no longer maintain a human form.
The human skeletal frawork was still there, but it expanded with insect characteristics.
Fly-like compound eyes covered his forehead,
His entire head cracked into flat segnts, with the brain divided into six separate functional tissue organs,
The eating system moved to a large mouth that split open in the abdon, while the face’s [Mouth] beca a sensor structure, with the tongue and teeth transford into tentacles with sensory flesh bulbs at the tips,
From his arms, armpits, and sides, a large number of extra limb structures grew, primarily sharp keratinous cutting edges,
The monstrous monk’s two main arms had not changed, maintaining the form of ‘human arms,’ holding a piece of equipnt he had obtained from Fate Space – the [Cyanite Stick].
A unique purple equipnt capable of “Fusion Combos.”
Dozens of transparent wings that lacked muscle and bone structure grew from his back…
The hypnosis of the Vortex Woman allowed the Shaen Parasite to completely dominate the body and achieve [Perfect Fusion].
Its own strength far exceeded the principle of 1 1=2… displaying a power comparable to an Elent Body.
To that extent, the Vortex Woman didn’t even have ti to react; her head was consud, her body slashed apart.
However,
ro’s essence was no longer that of a Demon.
As a “Transmuter,” like a Sacred Level Life, she transferred everything to her [Heart]… a vortex-like twisting heart was twisting in on itself, attempting to escape.
Yet,
the ultimately evolved monstrous monk would naturally not overlook such a detail with the compound eyes on his forehead.
Different from a series of brutal attacks just before.
A blow with the Buddhist stick technique coupled with the Cyanite Stick he held, executed perfectly.
It seed like a single swing… but in reality, five stick strikes were unleashed, stacking the combo through the traits of the Fate Equipnt, focused in one point.
Snap!
The spiral-shaped heart instantly shattered and the battle was decided.
He secured his second victory in the [Tree] series by killing his opponent.
The Mad Demon youth made a disgusted, nauseous face from the sidelines, “Disgusting bug… I never thought that such lowly insects could produce a being of high intelligence.
And to unexpectedly choose a human as a host. The effect seems even better than parasitizing a Demon… Still, it’s very disgusting, makes
want to vomit.”
Because on the planet he grew up on, it was also filled with such low-level insects.
Even in his youth, he had been served by these strange bugs for a ti, and the food they provided him was a very heavy-tasting insect feast.
Which is why now, just the sight of these bugs made him want to vomit.
In contrast to the Mad Demon’s disgust,
Han Dong stood up in surprise from his reclining chair… not surprised by the death of the Vortex Woman, but by the sight of such an interesting and powerful [Parasitic Demon].
“This guy not only fully exhibits his own traits through the host, but also completely retains the host’s traits.
While unleashing the brutal power of the Demon, he could actually use the martial arts learned in Dragon City during the host’s lifeti and control Fate Equipnt.
“Count… are all these bugs this interesting?”
The Count heard in Han Dong’s voice that he seed to be entertaining so crooked idea, “Not interesting, not in the least! These bugs are utterly disgusting, so much so that even in Demon circles they’re scoffed at, considered lowly and repulsive.
The one you’ve encountered must be one of the elites, a rarity among these parasites.
These parasites, because of their extrely weak bodies, need to rely on hosts throughout their entire growth… only ‘one in ten thousand’ ever beco Demons.
To say nothing of reaching a Mature Body, let alone an Ancestor Return Body like this Count.
The one you’ve encountered is truly one in a billion, even I have never seen an Ancestor level Shaen Parasite before.
Don’t even think about bringing a batch of abominable bugs to your manor, otherwise, in just a couple of days, your manor would be ruined… Their reproduction speed surpasses all life you’ve seen, be it organic or inorganic, they can quickly infest.”
“That interesting?! After the competition ends, I want to try and communicate with this bug.”
The Count’s words had the opposite effect, only reinforcing Han Dong’s resolve to research the Demon parasites.
If such an idea could successfully be applied to his experintal samples, it would definitely bring about a qualitative leap for Han Dong’s manor and his troops.
“Hey! You’re basically… beep beep beep~”
Han Dong imdiately cut off his conscious communication with the Count.
What followed was a crucial phase, going up against the Fourth Elent—Miss Sally.
The competition was one thing, but within Han Dong’s plans, he intended to use the match to achieve a certain goal.
Under circumstances where nobody held out hope for him.
Disguised as the Bird Beak Doctor, Han Dong stepped into the vibrant Tree Realm area.
Because the match was a ‘mismatch’, nobody really paid attention… those present were all too aware of strategic battles like ‘beating horses’, and Han Dong was regarded as the weakest Transmuter, now to face the Fourth Elent.
Even if the match ended in a second, everyone would find it normal.
At this mont.
Black Goat Sally also stepped into the combat zone, the two standing on branches five hundred ters apart, temporarily motionless.
Because of her previous match’s slaughterous victory, Sally was no longer angry, and the ‘tentacle exchange’ previously established with Han Dong was once again open.
Their consciousness stood on the edge of the desert and the Black Forest.
Sally scrutinized Han Dong, “It seems you’ve gained Father Lysos’s trust smoothly, certainly dug up a lot of information too… Have you figured out the Priest’s ultimate goal?”
“No.”
“What extent will the World Erosion reach?”
“Don’t know.”
“Then what inside information do you have?”
“Mostly still speculating, it’s not clear…”
Han Dong’s ignorance left Sally sowhat bewildered.
“Didn’t you confidently claim before that leaving you alone in the Church would help
win the bet?”
Han Dong nodded earnestly, “Correct~ Up to now, everything has gone smoothly.
All that’s left is for Miss Sally to seriously fight one match with , and the plan can proceed.”
However, Sally, who had spent a few days ‘closely interacting’ with Han Dong, held a fair amount of trust in this mysterious young man… Han Dong’s early performance had been very successful, even exceeding so of Sally’s expectations.
As for the ‘serious first match’ that Han Dong proposed, Sally took it as an act.
“If your plan is to win the competition and qualify for an upgrade, I could simply surrender…”
Han Dong looked embarrassed, hastily gesturing with his hands:
“No… Miss Sally, don’t misunderstand.
It’s about fighting a real, specially serious match… Acting might be involved to a degree, after all, given how well we know each other, there’s no need to fight to the death.
When it’s crucial, I’ll contact you with my consciousness.”
“Do you really want to die?”
Sally wasn’t being arrogant, the disparity in their levels was clear… she acknowledged that Han Dong was unique, with strong strategic thinking, but when it ca to sheer strength, she believed herself to be much stronger.
“Co on, Miss Sally…”
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