Chapter 147: Thirty-five Fog Barrier Karma Fire!_2 Chapter 147: Thirty-five Fog Barrier Karma Fire!_2 “How could there be such a thing?!
When did it get into the prosthetic?!”
After a brief mont of shock, Gerard figured it out.
It was the blood!
It was the monster’s blood!
Gerard suddenly looked up, seeing the monster that was still squirming before his eyes; the wound he had stabbed earlier was still bleeding.
And that blood, upon reaching the ground, solidified at a visible speed.
How could there be such a thing?
Gerard could not comprehend at all.
The monster’s blood seed naturally designed to counteract tal.
In a shriek, the monster launched another attack on Gerard.
It stood in place, another limb extending infinitely, striking at Gerard.
So fast!
Even faster than before!
Gerard clenched his teeth, trying to dodge the strike, but soon he found not only the monster’s speed had increased, but his body had also beco clumsier.
Then with a “thud,” he was slapped against the wall by the tentacle-like limb.
Like a rat stuck on a glue trap.
What was happening now?
Gerard felt as if he had gone back many years to the first ti he encountered the Pollutants, filled with confusion and shock.
And just then, the monster let out another cry.
Not the previous screech, but a rhythmic call.
During this call, Gerard felt itching all over his body.
He instinctively looked down at his chest, where a tal breastplate was.
And then he saw the previously solidified monster blood under the breastplate starting to wiggle rhythmically in response to the cries.
Gerard’s eyes gradually widened.
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Quickly, he saw tiny flesh-like sprouts poking their heads out of the solidified blood.
And it wasn’t just his chest; on his legs, arms, even on the Chainsaw Sword stuck in the wall, Kude’s corpse, anywhere there was tal, these tiny monsters squird in the shadows.
Like countless maggots ready to burst from their cocoons.
The scene made Gerard, who had lived for more than ten years in the Polluted Land, feel his scalp tingle.
What in the world…
is this?
…
At the end of the corridor, Yong Xin and Zamon stood shoulder to shoulder.
Seeing this scene, Yong Xin nodded in satisfaction.
“Although it’s a month ahead of schedule, the Lord has clearly not been greatly affected,” Yong Xin spoke softly, full of admiration, “Still so robust, healthy, and full of Life Force.”
Robust…
healthy?
Zamon really couldn’t agree.
The scene not too far away was hard to accept even for soone who was a believer in the new god.
Was that…
their new god?
It looked more like an incurable bone tumor.
Yong Xin saw Zamon’s thoughts and said with a faint smile, “He may not look beautiful in the eyes of most people, but don’t be in a hurry.
Just as every person is ugliest as a baby, He also needs ti, and…
sustenance.
Be patient; He will definitely grow into a new god that we can be proud of.”
Zamon dared not refute Yong Xin; after all, he was the one who had caused a disaster.
It was he who had brought that Skeleton Corps guy here.
Though he had done so under duress, he felt guilty.
Fortunately, that guy had been taken care of, and Lord Yong Xin didn’t seem to trouble him, so at this mont, whatever Lord Yong Xin said was what mattered, right?
And besides…
Zamon looked up, watching those eerie little worms start to devour the tal, and swallowed subconsciously.
That really was their new god.
…
Gerard could feel his body disappearing.
To be accurate, the tal parts were disappearing.
The larvae bred by the monster were now frenziedly gnawing at the tal, making a teeth-gritting “creak,” and their bodies were growing visibly.
Gerard had never seen, let alone heard of, larvae that fed on tal.
His body, his weapons, were all slowly becoming sustenance for these larvae.
The larvae seed born to counteract Lyra.
What Lyra took pride in and relied on, the very foundation, was now being reduced to nothing by these gnawing larvae.
The monster in the distance was still crying out, continually giving birth to more larvae hatching from the blood.
“Ah!!!”
He strained to twist his body, trying to break free from these bindings, but without his tal prostheses, he was just an old man with slightly more strength than a regular person, he could not break free.
Even if he exerted all his strength, he could only watch helplessly as more larvae burrowed out of his tal body and continued to eat away at him.
Gerard dared not imagine the disaster that would unfold if these larvae spread to all of Lyra once they proliferated to a certain extent.
Nowadays, the people of Lyra cherished chanical enhancents more than ever; without their tal bodies, Gerard was just an ordinary old man, but most Lyra people would beco helpless invalids without limbs.
Was that the plan of those people all along?
No, he couldn’t let this happen!
Gerard continued to struggle valiantly.
After exerting all his strength.
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