Chapter 123 - 031: Know Someone Inside Out

Chapter 123: 031: Know Someone Inside Out

At this moment, Barton was slaughtering scattered and fleeing soldiers in the forest. To him, hunting wasn’t just about filling his stomach—it was a form of enjoyment and pleasure.

Among the group of fleeing soldiers, Lynch, who was approaching from the opposite direction, stood out conspicuously.

Barton, of course, had noticed this prey who had been lingering on the outskirts of the battlefield for a long time. Initially, he planned to finish off the others and savor this delicacy last. Unexpectedly, the delicacy didn’t run away but instead approached him voluntarily.

Barton instinctively stopped chasing the other food and turned his gaze toward Lynch, who was now a hundred meters away.

With curiosity, Barton said, “In all my years of hunting, this is the first time I’ve encountered prey walking willingly into my mouth.”

Lynch appeared tranquil: “Or maybe what you’re seeing isn’t prey, but the hunter instead?”

Barton paused for a moment.

“Haha!”

He burst into laughter: “Interesting. You’re truly interesting.”

A mere mid-level apprentice, weak as an ant, not only remained unshaken by fear in front of him but even had the audacity to spout bold words. This was unquestionably rare.

“I’ll make sure to enjoy eating you.”

Just as the word “you” left his lips, Barton lunged suddenly at Lynch, his body moving with the swiftness of a hurricane, crossing the hundred-meter distance in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, Barton’s terrifying massive mouth was already descending upon Lynch’s head.

As Lynch was about to be swallowed whole, he hastily hurled a test tube upward and immediately activated Elemental Voidification.

The massive mouth passed through Lynch’s body, swallowing the test tube instead, while Lynch utilized this opportunity to quickly increase the distance between himself and Barton.

“Huh?”

The failure of his initial attack surprised Barton. He turned his head and asked, “What sort of spell…”

Before he could finish his sentence, his expression suddenly changed. Gripping his stomach tightly, spasms rippled across his abdomen, making him look visibly distressed.

“Ughhh—”

Barton retched repeatedly, seemingly desperate to vomit but unable to do so.

With a grim expression, he demanded, “What is this? What did you just feed me?”

Barton was utterly baffled. His stomach had been modified with the acidic membranes of a Second-Tier Magic Life Gluttonous Flower—the kind of powerful digestive system that could dissolve all elements in existence, whether toxins, curses, or otherwise.

Whatever Lynch had thrown into his stomach didn’t exhibit any significant elemental fluctuation, so how could it provoke such a violent reaction?

Lynch answered truthfully: “Oh, nothing much—just some dodo bird saliva.”

“What!!”

Barton’s expression instantly darkened.

The dodo bird was a mystical demon known for specifically preying on Gluttonous Flowers. Its hunting method was particularly peculiar.

It would mix its saliva into food favored by Gluttonous Flowers and feed it to them. The saliva destabilized the Gluttonous Flower’s stomach membranes, resulting in reflux and burping—exactly what Barton was experiencing now.

And once the Gluttonous Flower could no longer eat and vomited everything out, the dodo bird would leisurely move in to consume it piece by piece.

“Urrgh!~”

“I’ll kill you!”

Barton’s eyes turned red, and he charged at Lynch again, this time at an even faster pace.

Having learned from before, he abandoned using his terrifying mouth and swung his fists at Lynch instead.

Though Barton’s skills were predominantly centered around his mouth, his three-dimensional attributes were still terrifying—his Great Knight Level stats had an average exceeding 50 points, making him a formidable physical force.

But Lynch calmly activated his Multi-element Shield. In the next instant, a loud “bang” echoed as Lynch was sent flying.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

A rapid barrage of strikes followed.

Barton relentlessly pursued Lynch, showering him with attacks.

Lynch, however, made no special counterattacks. He maintained his Elemental Shield while swinging his Great Sword defensively, looking like he was completely overwhelmed.

Although Great Knight Level strength was undeniably formidable, it consisted purely of physical output, and Multi-element Defensive Shields had exceptionally high resistance to physical attacks. Breaking through it with brute force wouldn’t happen in a short amount of time.

Finally.

After a relentless series of assaults, with a sharp “crack,” the Elemental Shield could hold no longer and shattered.

But just as Barton was about to finally land a blow on Lynch, Lynch activated Elemental Voidification again and opened up more distance between them.

“Huff, huff!”

“Huff, huff!”

The sound of heavy breathing filled the air as Barton exhaled white mist from his large nostrils. His skin now had a peculiar red tone, resembling an overheated and overworked machine.

Grinding his teeth, Barton growled, “Is running the only thing you’re capable of, little pest?”

The battle was infuriating for Barton. With his mouth incapacitated, he could only rely on brute strength for combat. Yet this opponent seemed to be using some kind of defensive magic with absurdly high physical resistance, making it impossible to break through.

That, however, wasn’t the worst part—it was the dodo bird’s saliva.

Ever since swallowing it, Barton’s stomach had been spasming incessantly, leaving him with an overpowering urge to vomit. Now his stomach felt like it was on fire, with the half-digested food inside churning violently.

Lynch smirked: “Feeling uncomfortable, aren’t you? Feeling like you want to throw up?”

He spoke casually: “Muscle cells from Earth Dragon Beasts and skin cells from Giant Iron Rhinoceroses might provide you with immense strength and defense, but they consume an enormous amount of energy. Fighting so long without replenishing that energy must feel pretty miserable.”

Barton’s face changed: “How do you know this?”

A wizard’s spells were their lifeblood and secrets, yet Barton couldn’t comprehend how this apprentice knew his body’s condition so thoroughly—even down to the details of the bloodlines he had fused.

For the first time, panic flickered across his expression: “Who exactly are you!”

Lynch didn’t answer, his gaze fixed on Barton instead: “Do you feel like vomiting now? Then go ahead and vomit.”

Terror seeped into Barton’s face.

One thing was certain—

He absolutely, absolutely must not vomit!

Lynch’s smile disappeared, and he gripped his Great Sword tightly: “What’s wrong? Your strength isn’t enough, is it?”

“Then let me give you a hand.”

Without further words, he charged forward to attack Barton.

“You dare!”

Barton was utterly incomprehensible. A mid-level apprentice—a mere mid-level apprentice—was not only standing his ground but also dared to charge him directly.

Lynch engaged without using any spells for offense, relying purely on Knight-Level strength to grapple with Barton.

The gap in strength between them was obvious—each of Barton’s punches easily sent Lynch flying.

Yet Lynch remained undeterred. No matter how far he was flung, he got up at the first opportunity and rushed Barton again, behaving like an irritating fly.

“Huff, huff!”

“Huff, huff!”

After countless clashes, Barton’s breathing grew heavier, and the spasms in his stomach grew worse.

Finally.

At a certain moment—

“Ughhh—”

“Spluurgh!”

Barton’s massive mouth opened wide, and torrents of blood mixed with fragments of corpses poured out.

At this moment, Barton was no longer as arrogant as before.

Deep fear filled his eyes.

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