chsdbacks Chapter 18 Condensation, give me some points!
Chapter 18 Condensation, give me some points!
Maintaining a defensive posture, Luo Lan used his thick limbs and carapace to erect a defensive wall of steel and gold on both sides of the passage.
"Pfft—"
Once the opportunity is found, the steel spear on the foreleg strikes decisively, piercing through the flesh, rupturing the core, and causing the stitched-up corpse to fall.
The fifth one.
This is the fifth faceless, stitched-up corpse to fall in this narrow corridor.
Five enormous corpses had filled the narrow alleyway to the brim, and thick, purplish-black blood flowed through the cracks in the stone pavement, gradually forming a purplish-black stream that reached above Luo Lan's toes.
But the gruesome state of these stitched-together corpses was utterly ineffective in stopping the endless horde of zombies surging from the back of the corridor.
They climbed over the still-twitching remains of their kind, trying to flip over the pile of corpses. Grayish-white fists pounded frantically in the air, one after another.
Several stitched-together corpses worked together to push aside their companions' pile of bodies, attempting to use the corpses as a roadblock to crush Luo Lan to death against the wall.
Because of the fearlessness of the faceless corpses, when Luo Lan stabs one, he will inevitably be attacked by the other.
This reckless, dog-like fighting style, which completely disregarded life and death, made Luo Lan's battle losses start to become obvious.
Of the eight spider spears, the two spears at the front, which were responsible for the main attack, were covered with fine cracks. Even the metal structure that had been forged was beginning to show signs of collapse. When it stabbed, the entire limb could be felt to tremble slightly.
The third spearhead on the left was corroded by strong acid before, causing the piercing angle to shift, requiring more effort to maintain accuracy with each thrust.
With his crimson, single-eyed thermal vision, Luo Lan locked onto a pulsating, reddish-purple core within the chest cavity of the sixth stitched corpse, and thrust his spear in, once again delivering a precise, piercing blow.
The sixth faceless stitched corpse fell unwillingly under the piercing of the spider spear, incidentally becoming a stepping stone for the one that followed.
A pure meat grinder.
[It's a bit strenuous, but if we keep going like this... we can kill them all!]
Luo Lan continuously assessed the wear and tear on the eight spider spears and concluded that they were still capable of fighting.
As long as he can keep precisely targeting weak points, even if two or three spider spears break in the end, he will eventually slaughter these brainless, faceless stitched-together corpses.
Afterwards, as long as replacement materials are found in the underground palace, the wear and tear can be completely repaired with the ability of [Condensation]. Moreover, after defeating these stitched corpses, a large amount of source essence will be obtained. It's a win-win situation either way.
But just then, an unusual figure appeared in the edge view of [thermal vision].
Behind a group of strong, humanoid figures with generally elevated body temperatures, two short, stout, and bloated figures, whose body temperature was not high, suddenly burst in, their heat concentrated on their large heads.
[A crawling, stitched-up corpse?]
Luo Lan was all too familiar with the heat signature of that body type. He quickly switched back to his normal view and looked towards the corner of the corridor.
Sure enough, there stood a swaying, short, stout purple body, with one large, bloodshot eye fixed on Luo Lan's location.
At the other end of the corner, a second crawling stitched corpse also revealed half of its body, its single crimson eye flashing with an eerie blood-red light.
Before he knew it, Luo Lan had been entangled in the battle for far too long. Even the two wriggling, stitched-together corpses with their short legs had arrived on the battlefield.
The crawling, stitched-together corpse came to a stop at the end of the corridor, its gaping maw, split to its ears, emitting a low, buzzing sound. The crimson light in its single, scarlet eye grew stronger, and it was about to unleash [Terror Lv.2]!
[Oops!]
Seeing this, Luo Lan quickly looked away, no longer daring to stare directly into the corridor ahead.
However, without the direct observation of [thermal vision], the weaknesses of the faceless stitched corpses that were right in front of him became Luo Lan's blind spots.
Several faceless, stitched-together corpses, which had already leaped into the air on the corpses of their companions, roared and pounced down.
Without the heat source to lock him in, Luo Lan could only rely on his senses, wildly waving and stabbing with his eight limbs.
"Puff! Puff!"
The sharp spider spears easily pierced through the grayish-white flesh, creating seven or eight horrific bloody holes in the broad chest and abdomen of the stitched-up corpse.
But it was no use. Even though the spider spears had almost turned the stitched corpse in front of him into a honeycomb, they were always just a few inches off, unable to hit the misaligned weak point.
These painless monsters stubbornly pushed their way forward along the spear shaft, enduring the steel forks that pierced their bodies.
Several fists covered in sharp bone spurs slammed into Luo Lan's Dark Gold Shell with a terrifying whoosh.
"Bang! Bang bang!"
Extremely dull metallic explosions resounded one after another in the corridor, and even the [Dark Gold Shell] could not withstand the continuous and crazy heavy blows.
Luo Lan felt an extremely strong shockwave pierce through the carapace and slam directly into the bone hand inside. Where the heavy fist landed, the dark golden surface even began to show clear, irreparable dents.
With the intimidating presence of the crawling, stitched-up corpse standing at the end of the corridor, the battle situation took a sharp turn for the worse.
Without using [thermal vision] to observe, it's impossible to quickly resolve the siege of the faceless stitched corpses; these unkillable cockroaches will slowly wear Luo Lan down to death.
If you activate [Thermal Vision] to observe, you will be directly confronted by the [Terror] hard control of those two writhing stitched corpses, ready to strike. If you get hit, you're done for.
A single-minded approach has become a double-edged sword.
The grayish-white heavy punches slammed into the carapace and spider spears one after another, forcing Luo Lan to retreat step by step. However, under the continuous heavy blows, the cracks that appeared at the edges of the eight thick and long segmented legs continued to grow larger.
"Click—"
A piercing cracking sound rang out amidst the fierce melee.
The third spider spear on the left, corroded by the acid, finally succumbed to the force of another powerful punch from the stitched-up corpse, breaking at the base and sending the spear tip flying.
Having lost one of his main support points, Luo Lan was propelled backward by the violent recoil, his massive body sliding a considerable distance along the slippery, blood-stained ground.
[Should we retire first?]
Barely managing to maintain his balance as he retreated, Luo Lan glanced down at his severed, bare limbs, and a sense of retreat welled up from the bottom of his heart.
With the hardness of his Dark Gold Shell and the gripping bristles, if Luo Lan wanted to retreat, he could actually withstand the horde of corpses and run along the ceiling all the way to the outer underground palace hall.
At this moment, Luo Lan was struck again by the faceless, stitched-up corpse. His hind leg joints took a step back, but he stepped on something hard.
Luo Lan looked back and saw the rusty iron gate that she had cut into pieces earlier, with broken iron bars scattered haphazardly on the ground.
No refunds!
Looking at the broken iron gate, Luo Lan hardened his heart, his bloodlust stirred by the endless horde of stitched-together corpses.
[I, Luo Lan, was able to reach this point in just one month with only one bone hand, entirely thanks to my perseverance and hard work!]
[Now, how can we easily show weakness when surrounded by a horde of ugly, monstrous corpses?]
[Condensation, unleash your power!]