Chapter 897: Ten Seconds of Terror
Compared to the previous Xiao Yue Er, the manipulated âXiao Yue Erâ appeared much more intelligent⊠However, this heightened intelligence became a weakness that Ling Mo exploited.
A carefully planned ambush allowed her to conclude that this low-level zombie before her had the capability to attack her and could directly harm the entity parasitizing inside her. With the insulated box monster in her possession, she would naturally choose to use it for the assault while positioning herself as auxiliary combat support to avoid direct confrontationâŠ
This simple âtacticâ is a common approach among Senior Zombies. But âXiao Yue Erâ could hardly have imagined that this conventional strategy would become one of the opportunities Ling Mo had created for himselfâŠ
âIt worked! And her weakness isâŠâ
An intensely dangerous feeling emanated from above, yet Ling Moâs eyes remained tightly fixed on the approaching âXiao Yue Er.â
âHahaha, this time Iâll definitely defeat you! Once I kill this bug, Iâll go directly to find your main body! Itâs similar with humans and zombies, isnât it? Just eliminate the competitors, and you can live betterâŠ,â âXiao Yue Erâ shouted with a twisted expression. âYouâre the same, arenât you here to consume me? I did nothing wrong⊠I did nothing wrong!â
âPlop!â
As the mucus dripped down from above, the part in Ling Moâs hand was simultaneously thrown.
âXiao Yue Erâ easily dodged her head aside, laughing, âItâs useless! Do you think the same method will work a second time? Haha⊠HaâŠâ
Before finishing her sentence, âXiao Yue Erâsâ face suddenly froze.
Her bizarre and exaggerated smile slowly faded. Her actions came to an abrupt halt, and she began making sounds from her throat as if someone were choking her: âHa⊠HaâŠâ
âXiao Yue Erâ raised her hand to clutch her neck. With weakened knees, she collapsed to the ground, staring blankly at Ling Mo: âNo⊠Donât⊠I donât⊠I donât want toâŠâ
âPoof!â
Ling Moâs Zombie Puppet was thrown to the side, another fresh, blood-soaked wound tearing across its back. Gripping the edge of a wooden crate, Ling Mo pulled himself up, spat out a mouthful of bloody spit, and turned his eyes toward the spot where he had just been standing.
The insulated box monster was crouching there now, its pair of emotionless, expressionless eyes staring straight at him.
âJust as I thought, no further movement for now! ButâŠâ Ling Mo cast a wary glance at it. While the creature hadnât made a move towards him yet, the sense of danger it exuded was still palpably intense. If he provoked it by getting too close, it would undoubtedly lash out with an attackâŠ
âThis thingâŠâ
Now that it was out of the insulated box, the monsterâs entire form became much clearer.
Its body appeared slightly larger than that of a normal human infant. Its limbs were slender, but they were covered in bone spurs and tipped with razor-sharp claws. Supporting such a disproportionally large head, its body structure looked not just unbalanced but also cumbersome. It moved entirely on all fours, though it was currently in a crouched position.
In its mouth was a long, barbed tongue that looked like an array of hooked blades. Each time it lashed out, it flew like a deadly projectile, and the wound on the Zombie Puppetâs abdomen was undoubtedly caused by this.
Ling Mo also noticed that the creatureâs body was still coated in liquid from the insulated box, with its legs tucked under itself. It was unmistakably in an underdeveloped state, not yet fully formed.
âDespite the heavy mutations, I can still see the resemblance to those creatures in the gestation pods. And itâs retained a basic humanoid shape⊠But the question is-did someone specifically engineer these things, or is this actually one of her offspring? If they are her offspring, perhaps sheâs like certain wild creatures, unable to independently give birth to her young? Is that why they have gestation pods and these insulated boxesâŠâ Ling Mo thought as his gaze shifted toward Xiao Yue Er.
If his speculation was accurate⊠then just what kind of variation must have taken place within the womb of that shadowy mastermind? What kind of evolution could result in something like this?!
To be honest, he didnât really want to keep imagining itâŠ
At this moment, âXiao Yue Erâ was clutching her head and wailing, shaking it violently while shouting, âStop thinking! I donât want to think! Get out, all of you! Get out of my head!â ÊĂÉŽÈ±àžżÄĆ
âWhew, her reaction is even more intense than I expected.â
Ling Mo stood in place, taking a couple of deep breaths and shaking his head slightly.
In that instant, he had simultaneously used the protective layer and psychic interference. Although the energy consumption wasnât too significant, it was a tremendous test of the psychic link between him and the Zombie Puppet. Yet, with incredible focus, he managed to pull it offâŠ
âXiao Yue Er has evolved to possess considerable intelligence and has been taken over by the parasitizing entity⊠Her psychic light cluster is in a rather chaotic state, compounded by lingering human memories, emotions, and reactions⊠Instead of focusing on the insulated box-derived monster that canât be attacked, itâs better to directly disrupt the controllerâs psychic power! Kill two birds with one stone!â
âI bet right!â
Ling Mo opened his palm and slowly walked forward.
Now, only this derived monster remainsâŠ
âHissâŠâ
The monsterâs head moved slightly, and its tongue shot out immediately.
âShh, donât moveâŠâ
Ling Mo approached slowly, raising an arm and waving it side to side.
This reckless action immediately caught the monsterâs attention, and just as the monster vanished, the Zombie Puppetâs eyes turned vacantâŠ
âPoof!â
A large spray of blood splattered in front of Ling Mo, as if hitting an invisible glass, and flowed down through the air.
Simultaneously, a piercing scream echoed nearby, followed by four bloody marks appearing on a distant wall. These marks moved rapidly, while Ling Mo stood still, surrounded by the constant thudding sounds.
âSo fastâŠâ
Ling Mo clenched his fists, his eyes unblinking as he watched his surroundings. The area around him was splattered with blood, yet the derived monsterâs attacks showed no sign of stopping.
âIf this thing were allowed to fully mature, would psychic tentacles at this level of materialization even be able to pierce its skin?â Ling Mo couldnât help but feel his scalp tingle as the thought crossed his mind.
For a creature like this, firearms were entirely ineffective. Even the best marksmanship couldnât keep up with the speed of this little monster. Perhaps only Ye Lian couldâŠ
âYe Lian would definitely be able to handle it. Besides her eyes, she can track it using its scent. No⊠to be precise, only she can. She can use the scent to track its location and her kaleidoscope eyes to pinpoint it⊠but in such a complex environmentâŠâ
In the brief span of one or two seconds, Ling Mo felt like heâd been struck by more than a hundred attacks. At the moment, he resembled nothing less than a hedgehog-every attack from the derived monster inflicted damage on him. Even so, Ling Mo wasnât faring too well himself. Each impact caused the Zombie Puppetâs resistance to intensify, especially when his psychic power was drained for even a split second, weakening the psychic link at its most critical momentsâŠ
This nerve-wracking assault dragged on for three full seconds before Ling Mo couldnât help but let out a low roar.
âThe wounds on your body should be piling up by now!â
He hadnât expected to eliminate the derived monster using this method, butâŠ
âOver here!â
When the gust of wind attacked from the side again, Ling Mo-who had been standing completely still-suddenly turned his head and shot out his hand in a swift motion. At the same time, several invisible psychic tentacles coiled around his arm, extending like sharp claws as they lunged toward the subtle wisp of air.
âBang!â
The tentacles shattered, and a searing pain immediately shot through Ling Moâs arm. His entire body was yanked down to the ground and swiftly dragged across the floor. However, as he was being pulled away, he managed to hook a wooden crate with his toes, slowing the momentum of his movement.
âPsychic probe, the scent of blood, air currents⊠Using all three together, and I still couldnât get hold of you!â
Ling Mo clenched his fingers tightly, a wild glint flashing in his eyes. With a forceful tug, he abruptly pulled back his arm.
âHisssss!â
The derived monster, its body drenched in blood, squirmed violently as it approached Ling Mo. It suddenly opened its gaping maw and lunged straight toward the Zombie Puppetâs head.
However, just as it struck, a sudden burst of blood sprayed violently from its mouth!
âSplurt!â
Blood splattered across Ling Moâs face as the derived monsterâs wide-open maw slammed directly into the Zombie Puppetâs face.
A few seconds later, he forcefully yanked the now-limp derived monster off and collapsed onto the ground, gasping for air.
âThat was close⊠Just relying on the Zombie Puppet really isnât enough after allâŠâ
If he hadnât reacted in time and used his psychic tentacles, he might have been forced to grudgingly search for another Zombie Puppet by now. And by the time he returned here, the situation likely would have already changed-or worse, he might not even have had the chance to make it back at allâŠ
âHuffâŠâ
Supporting himself as he stood, Ling Mo glanced down to inspect the Zombie Puppetâs injuries. What he saw left him momentarily speechless.
One arm was completely ruined, while the other was a bloody mess, with fractures visible in several fingers. Combined with the wounds on its abdomen and back, this body was practically falling apart.
âAnd thatâs with me using psychic powerâŠâ Ling Mo thought, the corner of his eye twitching. âIf this had been my main body⊠forget it. That mental image is too gruesome-Iâd rather not imagine it.â
For injuries that would be fatal to a human, a zombie could still, just barely, carry on.
âNo way, itâs still not dead?â Ling Mo had just bent down to pick up the derived monsterâs corpse when he noticed its limbs twitching faintly.
âYouâve gotta be kidding me! I literally stabbed its brain, didnât I?! How can an infant monster be this resilient? This is insane! Wait⊠somethingâs not rightâŠâ
Ling Mo turned his gaze toward Xiao Yue Er and gave the derived monster a shake.
It had already been ten seconds since she was struckâŠ
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