Chapter 92 - Destiny Showdown! Ao Yaolin vs Ao Yaoqi! (Seeking monthly passes, follow-up reads, and recommendation tickets)

Chapter 92: Chapter 72: Destiny Showdown! Ao Yaolin vs Ao Yaoqi! (Seeking monthly passes, follow-up reads, and recommendation tickets)

"Eh, it really is that one."

Xu Shu was finally able to confirm it.

This was the same Nagoul·Little Demon from the tunnel near the prison, with whom he had once had a life-or-death encounter.

Hard to believe that the small Demon Clan group from the depths of the tunnel had been annihilated, and yet this one, which had lived right at the entrance, had survived.

But I remember it couldn’t speak before, right?

What mutation occurred? What’s up with this human corpse?

"I get it now. It must have been Yang Chong and the others who experimented on it and this human, making it into this half-ghost appearance, which led it to come back for revenge."

Ah, I guessed right, it is indeed an Unclean!

Xu Shu felt a chill in his heart. With Yang Manman’s previous display of strength, he knew the power of Uncleans was not to be underestimated. He could not afford to be careless.

The comforting thought was that his own strength was now slightly stronger than last night, having risen by two levels at least.

But that being said, who was Yan Fu again?

Although the simulation allowed him to directly recognize the identity and name of the other party, Xu Shu looked left and right, still unable to recall where he had seen him.

Someone from the refuge shelter I’ve seen before? He was somewhat puzzled.

The man’s face was full of rotting skin. There seemed to be a swollen abscess embedded on his forehead, one eye was huge while the other had become very small, with such a dangling appearance, even his own mother would not recognize him if she came.

At that moment, the strange person growing out of Nagoul’s little demon forcefully tore open his tattered clothes.

On his shoulders, two bald heads swelled up.

Their eyes had been gouged out, leaving behind two bloody hollows, and their lips were glued together, top to bottom, without any body like two decorative attachments on the strange person’s shoulders, looking miserable and terrifying.

"Ah, it’s you guys." Xu Shu recognized them at once.

They were the two mentors who had taught him the rules of survival in this world inside the prison—Li Sheng and Wang Qiang!

Since Li Sheng and Wang Qiang were present, the identity of the other person was self-evident.

"I know now, you’re that..."

Go to hell with loving and hating!

But who the hell is this Yan Fu, and why does his accent sound so strong?

Xu Shu was speechless, surreptitiously nudging Gu Pan next to him, who was shocked into a dumbfounded state by this situation, feeling a bit irritated.

Are you still watching your damn play here?

Don’t you see I’m deliberately talking to him to attract his attention?

Aren’t you going to hurry up and hide to find a good attack position?

What kind of teammate are you? You seemed so clever before, how come you are so slow today? Has your Dao Heart been shattered?

Gu Pan jolted to alertness, finally understanding your painstaking effort. She quickly twisted her body to retreat, using your body as an obstacle and shrunk back, while instructing you to be extremely careful:

"This Unclean who has merged with a weird creature indicates that it has reached the max level of the current stage, now attempting to advance to the Second Rank of Nagou’s Unclean series—Soul Eater Ghost." She reminded you, and by then, she had already found a boulder to use as cover.

In the dim vision below, 217 had not noticed Gu Pan walking away; perhaps he didn’t care about a mere mortal. His eyes were only on you:

"Ao Yaolin, you did not kill me. Did you ever think there would be a day like today? I’ll make you understand what pain and regret mean. By killing you, I’ll let the whole world know that I, Yan Fu, will become the king of this era!"

The battle was about to erupt. Your cellmate, Ao Yaoqi, roared furiously while Nagoul’s little demon also bellowed in rage. It swung its plump arms, similar to a gorilla, thumping its chest and making the noise of war drums:

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Die! Die! Die!" Yan Fu also screamed out loud, and therefore, the heads of your two mentors twisted to accompany his ravings, emitting a bizarre, wailing sound: "Woo-nala! Woo-nala!"

With his roaring, your heart clenched suddenly, as if something was grasping it, wanting to crush it.

You were damaged by Nagou’s Unclean "Words of Filth", and if not for your Warrior’s robust physique, if you had been a squishy profession, that single hit could have left you seriously wounded and incapable of standing.

Your heart pounded wildly, and you immediately activated Jingwei, your Shield incredibly powerful, rendering you immune to the Words of Filth.

At this time, this Nagou Unclean had taken the opportunity to leap onto your face, and you grappled with it. In terms of physical defensive power, the creatures from Nagou’s line were not lacking.

You had once been defeated by this Nagoul’s little demon and had been humiliated by it ruthlessly. But you were no longer what you used to be, and seeing your enemy now made your blood boil with hatred. Now was the time for revenge.

You exchanged blows with it, punch for kick, fighting fiercely in close combat. Dust and stones flew around, the air filled with the stench of battle.

There were still nearly twenty ordinary people in front, several of whom had been scared to death by that strange drumming sound. Seeing this, they became panicked and frightened, wanting to leave, but the demon fluids that splattered on them directly corroded their bodies, and seven or eight screamed to their deaths, the rest desperately trying to escape.

Your fight with it grew more intense, and suddenly, you used Iron Mountain Lean to ram the little demon’s main body. Taking advantage of its stagger, you used a cross-lock to seize one of its arms and fiercely punted at its massive head.

Caught off guard, it struggled to break free.

Now was the time! You glanced towards Gu Pan, who did not let you down. Her shooting was extraordinarily brilliant; four consecutive shots rang out, and the power of the gun should not be underestimated—the little demon’s head was blown apart.

Unfortunately, things were not looking good. It seemed the little demon’s weakness wasn’t its forehead. It did not die, its body swelling as it regenerated flesh and blood, as if an engine inside it was trembling—it was brewing some kind of horrific attack.

"Die, Ao Yaolin!" At the same time, Yan Fu’s intense roar erupted. His mouth bulged as if filled with water, seemingly also wanting to completely annihilate you.

You suspected they were both about to spray something at you; time was running short, and perhaps you should prioritize killing the little demon, considering the substantial grudge between you, you chose...

Without hesitation, you gathered your strength for a heavy blow. With three punches resonant like the beating of godly drums, you blew Yan Fu’s head apart on the spot.

His head split into seven pieces, soaring high, each piece still bearing an expression of shock.

"Outrageous! Way too outrageous! This is your arch-enemy, how could you just obliterate him with a single punch!"

"Damn it! You’re not satisfied with just that. After taking down Yan Fu, you start throwing a barrage of heavy blows against Nagoul’s little demon. You crushed its chest cavity, nice punching, powerful!"

"But at the same time, it had completed its power accumulation. It opened a slit in its abdomen right at your navel, and a thick stream of turbid fluid gushed out, completely submerging you."

"In the hissing sound, this turbid liquid corroded your shield, and your state of filling the sea ended."

"They then invaded every pore of your body, you were contaminated, your blood was polluted, and you felt the intense agony of locusts crazily twitching inside you."

"Your red blood cells were withering; your platelets were wailing."

"Corrosive power? Out of tricks!" Your mouth was tougher than your body; you began to do sit-ups right in front of it, determined to show it what true desperation was."

"Oh no, its spraying wasn’t over yet! More and more filth enveloped you, and you sensed something was terribly wrong."

"No... not good, it... can... contaminate... my... consciousness..." Your body began to stiffen, and so did your thoughts. A petrified mind would interrupt the life-saving ability of your sit-ups, and you finally realized something was very wrong."

"However, it was too late."

"Nagoul’s little demon had no head, but it knew its attack was effective. It continued to spew more fluid to defile you, and your sit-ups slowed down. If this continued, you were going to die."

"Get lost!" With a heavy kick, you sent the little demon -- which weighed at least five hundred kilograms -- flying far away, smashing it into a wall, nearly flattening its already-crushed body, unable to get up for a while."

"At the same time, you took the opportunity to retreat by flying back and came to Gu Pan’s side."

"The rate of your mind’s petrification was escalating. You barely continued your sit-ups at a very slow pace to resist the internal pollution, but the rate of pollution was faster than the rate of your life recovery, and your health bar was depleted."

"You were still doing sit-ups, and you could not be killed by any power below a certain level, so once again, you were in a state of life and death duality, dodging back and forth in front of the Death God, as your famous sword shattered time and again!"

"But you knew that to fully withstand this filthy force, it would take a large amount of time, and you would always be in the most vulnerable state of sliver-life."

"Clearly, before then, the little demon that recovered first would come after you - it just needed to pin you down to devour you, and it certainly wouldn’t give you a chance. You were very clear on this point."

"This time, you might not be so lucky; maybe King Yan has long been displeased with you."

"Just accept your fate and die now; it would spare you from enduring even more outrageous humiliation to come."

"You are very clear in your heart what that Nagoul·Little Demon likes to do, heh heh."

"Huh? You reach out and firmly wrap your arm around Gu Pan’s neck, pressing her down to face you, with a barely-there breath, you begin to speak."

"Oh my god, at this critical moment of death, are you thinking of doing..."