Chapter 773 - 129: Titan Insect Race
Su Changxing furrowed his brows tightly.
This world was indeed destroyed.
Through analysis with the Sky-Breaking Eye, they realized their location was merely a fragment of high-dimensional space.
This was an extremely terrifying fact.
It’s hard to imagine what kind of existence could destroy such a high-dimensional space governed by the Doomsday Game.
Even a high-dimensional space...
Would face the apocalypse!
Mi walked forward with heavy steps, kicking up yellow sand: "I told you, this is a hopeless place. If you still wish to survive, you’d better go back while there’s still a chance."
Su Changxing examined the intact Bronze Mirror in his hand, then tossed it into the Pocket Galaxy, sighed, and said: "There are no more chances. The portal coordinates are at Sindaga, going back would be a dead end."
Immediately after, Du’an and several others also came through the portal to this place.
"Are you alright?" Du’an looked at Kelsey beside him and asked.
Kelsey slowly stood up from the ground, smiled, and said confidently: "I’m fine now, I’ve broken away from the influence, just a bit of mental haze."
The black-haired woman in leather armor looked worried and said: "Let me help you with your wounds first."
"You seem to be more injured than I am." Kelsey glanced at her.
"Seems like it."
...
The bald black man, Bruce, looked around at the environment, too astonished to speak: "This place is so oppressive, like hell, it feels like we’ve come from one hell to another."
His mind was also a bit hazy, lifting and lowering his head to confirm the reality of the environment before him.
Du’an remained silent, only feeling sorrowful.
The place they risked their lives to reach turned out to be such a grim sight.
Didn’t all these players come to that world to reach the Ninth Dimension?
But when they finally arrived here, they realized it wasn’t a paradise, but a hell.
Kelsey brushed the hair off her forehead: "I already told you not to have hopes for this wretched place, but since we’re here, there’s no regret."
"You are quite optimistic." Su Changxing smiled.
Kelsey chuckled and said: "With two big brothers and sisters leading the way, we’ll definitely survive!"
They kept walking forward, in the endless desert, in the endless yellow sand.
This yellow sand was different from regular sand, highly toxic, able to easily corrode the flesh.
Mi’s physical body was strong, so it wasn’t a major problem yet.
And Su Changxing had exceptional recovery power, so even if injured, he could quickly heal, making the yellow sand not much of a problem.
Du’an and the others were bloodied and skinned, the yellow sand inch by inch eroding their bodies.
They continuously used various healing mysterious items to recover from their wounds, capable of holding out for a while, but over time it was impossible.
Su Changxing and the others kept moving forward, not knowing how long they walked, until they encountered a half-buried blue skeleton, its bones glowed faintly, looking peculiar.
They were human bones, tightly clutching a mostly corroded Bronze Longsword.
The hilt could be recognized, the words "Long Night" engraved on it.
Mi squatted down to observe the small-sized skeleton, showing an expression of gravitas: "This was a human, extremely powerful in life. Even after millions of years of death, the bones haven’t corroded in the sands but are perfectly preserved."
"He wasn’t a pure Extraordinary either, he wielded another power system."
Su Changxing paused and asked: "So he wasn’t a Player?"
Extraordinary is the sole system of the Doomsday Game, where essentially all Players are Extraordinary.
Mi, who lived for an incredibly long time and knew far more than Su Changxing, explained:
"The Doomsday Game existed before ancient times. It seemed to be present in our Titan Humans’ records, even then."
"It is an ancient existence, changing continually over time, strengthening and evolving its mechanisms."
"Many records consider the Doomsday Game to be a rule, a natural and inherently existing manifestation, not created by anyone, but an embodiment of world rules."
"However, earlier on, the Doomsday Game didn’t consist solely of Extraordinary, but had mixed power systems from thousands of worlds."
"The competition between Players was more intense then. Our Titan Human king was the first Player in that time."
Su Changxing felt the power residing within this skeleton, still sharp despite millions of years.
He tossed the skeleton along with the broken sword into the Pocket Galaxy.
Suddenly, an unexpected change occurred.
The surrounding yellow sand issued rustling noises, dense and noisy as if something was moving swiftly underground.
Mi reacted quickly, forming a huge Magic Array around them, converging into a massive dark purple Energy Ball: "Dark Domain: Rainburst Meteor."
The Energy Ball burst in the air, scattering like meteors into the sand around, attacking with high frequency.
You could hear clangy metallic sounds as it penetrated the sand.
It was a creature with an extremely hard exoskeleton.
Hissing noises followed.
One after another, dark yellow scorpions the size of adults leaped from the sand, their yellow hard shells full of wavy black patterns, resembling ghostly faces.
[Titan Insect Race · Ghost Vein: Tier Five, Low Sequence of the Titan Insect Race, eggs casually discarded by the Insect Mother, they’ve long adapted to the environment here.]
Titan Insect Race!
This was truly the Titan Insect Race!
But it doesn’t seem to be very powerful.
Su Changxing pulled out the revolver and shot at the Ghost Vein charging at the forefront, directly blasting its body apart.
The combat style of these insects is quite simple, melee with pincers, and long-range with tails shooting venom.
However, they do have Tier Five strength, although among Tier Five, they are considered the weakest kind.
Mi displayed quite formidable strength, her body further unleashing the powerful Life Force of Titan Humans after mutating.
Six dark purple tentacles constantly swung around, each able to smash the hard shell of the Ghost Vein.
Although there were many Ghost Veins, the battle ended very quickly.
Mi alone killed more than half of the insects, and unknowingly, her tentacles increased by two.
Towards the end of the fight, she no longer relied on Magic, only her strong body to crush these insects, quickly harvesting them.
Mi crushed the last insect’s head with her palm and casually tossed it on the ground, looking at her hand covered in black blood:
"This world does not reject my body, so I can display even greater strength here."
How would the true Titan Humans rely on Magic when their physical strength alone could contend with Divine Spirits?
Su Changxing wiped the yellow sand from his nose, his face showed little expression, but his heart was full of turmoil.
How is this any different from cheating?
Compared to this race, what are humans but garbage?
He was confident.
If he fought against Mi now, he would definitely lose, even if he planted a plague in advance.
But if it came to escaping, he was confident she couldn’t outrun him.
Among them, Kyle had the worst injury, with one of his arms completely corroded by the venom.
"These bastards are too crafty! Even in death, they spat at me." He cursed angrily; losing an arm in this environment meant death.
The others were powerless to help Kyle’s injury, because his body was already collapsing, and the injury was just a trigger.
Mi walked over to Kyle saying, "I can help you heal your injury."
Kyle looked at the gigantic woman and felt uneasy, smiled: "If it’s just stopping the bleeding, I can manage myself."
Mi shook her head: "Your Spirit is contaminated; this kind of injury will irreversibly cause your body to become twisted, then mutated, turning you into a mindless monster."
Hearing Mi’s words, Kyle looked distraught: "Big sis, please save me, I’ll do anything you ask afterward, even..."
Mi curiously asked: "Even what?"
Kyle looked at Mi’s massive body again, awkwardly smiled: "Nothing!"
He vaguely felt his Status, his limbs, and organs starting to disobey him.
This is probably the Omen of losing control!
Mi’s words almost made him collapse.
He crawled up from the brink of death, fearing death even more.
Mi thought for a moment and said: "Like me, you can focus and guide the distortion, let parts of your body mutate, thus liberating your flesh, making it stronger."
"But how long you’ll survive is unknown, the spiritual pollution will always keep spreading."
She stepped forward, grabbed the tip of her tentacle with her left hand, forcibly crushed it, causing a lot of dark purple blood to gush out, then dripped the blood onto Kyle’s arm wound.
Instead of flowing down from the cut, the blood gathered into the wound, seemingly possessing strong healing abilities, starting to recover at a visible speed.
"Swish" sound.
Under their eyes, a pink tentacle rapidly grew out from Kyle’s severed arm, continuously waving, slapping around, showing vitality.
This tentacle seemed to be beyond Kyle’s control.
Seeing such a strange object growing on his body, he showed a terrified expression.
"Don’t even think about cutting it off, this thing is directly linked to your Life Force, cutting it would surely lead to death," Mi emphasized, then turned to lead the team forward.
On the way, the pink tentacle swung wildly on Kyle’s shoulder, occasionally slapping his body.
With a slap, a deep red mark appeared on Kyle’s left cheek.
He couldn’t take it anymore, furiously shouted at the tentacle on his left arm: "Keep this up, and I’ll perish with you, no one gets to play then!"
Unexpectedly, as he yelled, the tentacle actually stopped, as if understanding his words.
"Heh heh, scared, aren’t you..."
Before finishing his sentence.
Another slap landed on Kyle’s right cheek.
"Damn it!"
"I’ll fight you!"
He threw a punch behind him but it dodged, then he was slapped again by the tentacle.
"We won’t survive anyway!!!"
Kyle shouted angrily, unable to endure being bullied by a tentacle, especially one growing from himself.
The journey remained calm, nothing happened, except for Kyle constantly battling with his tentacle.
There was no one who could help him, the tentacle was not him, but also him.
Life tied together, but consciousness completely opposed.
This was identical to what Su Changxing encountered before, only he had immense Spiritual Power and Faith to help suppress it.
Kyle had nothing, if it weren’t for Mi’s help, he might have mutated into a monster earlier.