Chapter 1341: Chapter 1339: The Ultimate Pollution
During the time of âintimate associationâ with Miss Helen, Dumps also gradually understood why she could be bestowed with the title of [The Sixth Element].
Her ability to attract all things with her âouterâ traits was just a natural characteristic, not much related to obtaining the title of an element.
Her true strength was hidden within her body.
Among the ten elements.
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 âsurface,â 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 sometimes would even forget her true self.
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Only when Dumps heard the âclack clackâ 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 mention looking directly, even a sidelong glance could result in severe trauma⊠Therefore, Dumps was extremely cautious when interacting with Miss Helen.
âThisâŠâ
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 Helenâs âinner.â
One of them died instantly, exactly the one who transformed himself into an axe, âCriminal of Conviction.Just Tomb.â
His wasnât 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 mental body to not withstand and self-destruct into oblivion.
The Dragon Baolius did not have substantial contact but also met 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 bodyâŠ
âWhat is that!?â
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 âpollutionâ 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.
âAh~ What is this sound! Stop talking, please stop!â
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, merely adding to his injuries.
At the same time, he activated his [Dragon Bloodline] within his body, trying to repair and regenerate the blasted left half of his bodyâŠ
However.
Such healing ironically became 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,
Some 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 â [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 Helenâs âInnerâ truly is.
In this way, the dragon would pose no threat⊠The enemy then only has the liquid form of Mechanical Life left, which if captured alive, may reveal the orchestrator behind the worldâs network control.
That was when it happened.
The smile that had been on Helenâs face vanished in an instant.
Dumps also changed his expression dramatically, immediately 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.
âMythic Body! The reinforcements have arrived so soonâŠâ
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 same plane⊠Even if the same method with the same energy was used, the identical Spells would be completely suppressed.
âHelen, just hang in there a bit ~ Iâm constructing a space Forbidden Technique, and once Nicholas comes out to coordinate with me, weâll achieve Void jumping instantly.â
âMhmâŠâ
Their conversation had just ended.
A Gray Dragon hundreds of meters long, carrying dozens of United Forces, had already landed in the underworld, completely surrounding the two.
âBaolius, youâve lost so miserably.â
âMr. Samir⊠you must kill them all, that female is extremely dangerous.â Baoliusâs consciousness still lingered, making the request in a very weak voice.
At that moment, a Saint Grade Craftsman with a cross floating above his head jumped down from the dragonâs back and immediately started to restrain the pollution of the fallen Baolius.
âIt must be you two⊠Iâve heard your vitality is quite stubborn. After crushing you, taking you back for reassembly should be no problem.â
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 âGiant Mountainâ pressed down.
Helen had already placed her hands over her abdomen, preparing to tear open her body and reveal her âInner.â
That was when it happened again.
Suddenly, a voice full of malice emerged from within Helen:
âWow! Helen, youâre really something special, attracting so much trash⊠However, there seems to be a decent Mythic Body in the pile of junk.
Iâve had enough fun in your castle, I want to come out.â
âGreen, finish it quickly⊠Thereâs no need for few against many, match their numbers, and try to bring some prisoners back.â
âAlright, considering Nicholasâ fine performance in the castle, Iâll listen to you this time.â
The Gray Dragon, listening to this odd conversation, caught a whiff of an extremely 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 meters, 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.
âHow is this possible⊠Without constructing Mythology, how could you block my attack?â
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 didnât make any defensive moves,
Instead, spreading his arms, his body floated slowly upwards⊠exposing all the holes on his body completely.
âFeel the Madness.â