Chapter 1341: Chapter 1339: The Ultimate Pollution
During the ti of ‘intimate association’ with Miss Helen, Dumps also gradually understood why she could be bestowed with the title of [The Sixth Elent].
Her ability to attract all things with her ‘outer’ traits was just a natural characteristic, not much related to obtaining the title of an elent.
Her true strength was hidden within her body.
Among the ten elents.
Speaking solely of [Pollution Ability], the most formidable one was neither Eugenes, who could freely spread the eyeball plague, nor Kite, the origin of evil thoughts.
It was Miss Helen, who, on the ‘surface,’ appeared beautiful and charming.
The pollution she possessed was unique, and it could even affect demons… Once, all her childhood playmates died because of Helen, and even her own parents chose to commit suicide.
It was not until an Old King from the depths of the Dreamlands took her in, providing her with a skull disguise, that she slowly returned to a semblance of normal life.
She had always lived with a brand new appearance, and sotis would even forget her true self.
…
Only when Dumps heard the ‘clack clack’ sound of bones did he surmise that Miss Helen had closed the cracks in her body, and he dared to slowly open his eyes.
At present stage, the gate that Dumps had just opened was still partly unstable.
Not to ntion looking directly, even a sidelong glance could result in severe trauma… Therefore, Dumps was extrely cautious when interacting with Miss Helen.
“This…”
The sight before him stopped Dumps in his tracks.
Even the liquid machinery he was battling froze on the spot, unable to believe what was happening before their eyes.
The two companions who looked directly into Helen’s ‘inner.’
One of them died instantly, exactly the one who transford himself into an axe, ‘Criminal of Conviction.Just Tomb.’
His wasn’t just a case of looking directly.
As the blade of the axe split Helen apart, a part of his own sins spread along the fissure into her body, leading to [Direct Contact] with the inner.
This kind of contact sent his consciousness to an indescribable consciousness space, where the horrors therein caused his ntal body to not withstand and self-destruct into oblivion.
The Dragon Baolius did not have substantial contact but also t the condition of [Directly Seeing the Inner], though to a lesser degree, but equally fatal.
Utilizing the magic resistance provided by the dragon scales, and the strong consciousness of being a Dragon Descendant, he lost half his body…
“What is that!?”
Looking terrified, Baolius, as if blasted away, had lost his arrogance as a Dragon Descendant early on.
His pupils not only flickered with fear but also sprouted specks of dark spots.
The ‘pollution’ had begun to spread.
For Baolius, who had never encountered demons or experienced pollution, his resistance to pollution was almost nonexistent… The Blasphemous Sound started to intensify within his mind, causing unrest.
The pain from the wounds slowly turned into an itch,
As if countless soft hairs were scraping back and forth over the surface of the bones,
Lots of worms drilling in and out of the flesh.
“Ah~ What is this sound! Stop talking, please stop!”
Baolius lifted his remaining right hand, sticking a finger through his eardrum, but sadly this did nothing to quell the Blasphemous Sound in his consciousness, rely adding to his injuries.
At the sa ti, he activated his [Dragon Bloodline] within his body, trying to repair and regenerate the blasted left half of his body…
However.
Such healing ironically beca an opportunity for the pollution to worsen.
The regenerated flesh appeared in a severely twisted form,
With skin trapped within the inner layers, muscles, blood vessels, nerves, and other thread-like structures exposed,
Organs were interwoven with each other like a giant tumor,
So uncontrollable flesh even took on the form of tentacles, undulating in the air,
Dumps was very clear about what was happening in front of him,
This is also the situation that humans fear most, the final stage of contamination by a Demon – [Degeneration].
No one expected that this Giant Dragon would fall completely just by one glance, without even going through many preliminary steps.
One can only imagine how terrifying Helen’s “Inner” truly is.
In this way, the dragon would pose no threat… The enemy then only has the liquid form of chanical Life left, which if captured alive, may reveal the orchestrator behind the world’s network control.
That was when it happened.
The smile that had been on Helen’s face vanished in an instant.
Dumps also changed his expression dramatically, imdiately moving closer to Helen… He picked up a special Magic Book and began constructing a special Forbidden Technique related to space.
The reason for this was a powerful aura drawing near.
“Mythic Body! The reinforcents have arrived so soon…”
Unlike crazies like Green, Helen absolutely did not want to fight above her rank.
A being that had completed Mythic Construction, even if not of high [Legendary Quality], would definitely be an untouchable existence for an Ancestor Body, not even on the sa plane… Even if the sa thod with the sa energy was used, the identical Spells would be completely suppressed.
“Helen, just hang in there a bit ~ I’m constructing a space Forbidden Technique, and once Nicholas cos out to coordinate with , we’ll achieve Void jumping instantly.”
“Mhm…”
Their conversation had just ended.
A Gray Dragon hundreds of ters long, carrying dozens of United Forces, had already landed in the underworld, completely surrounding the two.
“Baolius, you’ve lost so miserably.”
“Mr. Samir… you must kill them all, that female is extrely dangerous.” Baolius’s consciousness still lingered, making the request in a very weak voice.
At that mont, a Saint Grade Craftsman with a cross floating above his head jumped down from the dragon’s back and imdiately started to restrain the pollution of the fallen Baolius.
“It must be you two… I’ve heard your vitality is quite stubborn. After crushing you, taking you back for reassembly should be no problem.”
The pressure from the Mythic Body, like a heavy gray mountain, pressed down on them, rendering them unable to move.
The Dragon Claw covered with a rock-layer surface and carrying the effect of “Giant Mountain” pressed down.
Helen had already placed her hands over her abdon, preparing to tear open her body and reveal her “Inner.”
That was when it happened again.
Suddenly, a voice full of malice erged from within Helen:
“Wow! Helen, you’re really sothing special, attracting so much trash… However, there seems to be a decent Mythic Body in the pile of junk.
I’ve had enough fun in your castle, I want to co out.”
“Green, finish it quickly… There’s no need for few against many, match their numbers, and try to bring so prisoners back.”
“Alright, considering Nicholas’ fine performance in the castle, I’ll listen to you this ti.”
The Gray Dragon, listening to this odd conversation, caught a whiff of an extrely mad and evil scent, and quickly pressed its claw down even faster.
Boom!
The strong impact could be felt for miles around, and the attacked area even sank several ters, displaying a huge crater from the Dragon Claw.
However, the attack failed to crush the target.
Between the crevices of the large pit, two young figures knelt, standing tall,
One, holding the Weird Black Blade, was bracing it upwards against the downward crushing of the Dragon Claw.
Another, with his Right Arm featuring an enormous Eye and endless multiplying Tentacles, similarly pushed up against the Dragon Claw.
The two together bore the frontal crush of the Mythical Dragon.
“How is this possible… Without constructing Mythology, how could you block my attack?”
As the Gray Dragon pondered in confusion and retracted its Dragon Claw, readying for an even more powerful attack,
The black-haired, skinny young man didn’t make any defensive moves,
Instead, spreading his arms, his body floated slowly upwards… exposing all the holes on his body completely.
“Feel the Madness.”
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