dmims Chapter 34 Flesh Bomb
Chapter 34 Flesh Bomb
"This is... shit?!"
A chilling rage instantly swept over him, the Grim Reaper's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and a suppressed gagging sound came from his throat.
He abruptly looked up, his deathly gray eyes flashing with blood-red killing intent, his voice trembling with rage: "You brat! How dare you defile me with this filth! I'll make you wish you were dead!"
However, when his gaze locked onto the front, he discovered that Lu Xingchen had already retreated to the door of the awakening room.
The child leaned against the doorframe, still fiddling with the mop smeared with "material" in his hand. Seeing him look over, the child deliberately made a face at him and stuck out his tongue: "Hehehe, you big dummy, come and catch me if you dare!"
"Ah—! I'm going to kill you!"
The extreme humiliation ignited the Grim Reaper's fury. He roared, grabbed Mei Wu beside him, and transformed into a black mist, charging towards Lu Xingchen.
Driven by his rage, the dazed skeletons around him also came to life, their bone claws interlocking as they closed in on the doorway, trying to trap Lu Xingchen inside.
As he watched the swarming undead, a glint of triumph flashed in Lu Xingchen's eyes.
He turned and ran, dashing out of the awakening room, leaving only a laughing shout echoing inside: "Come and chase me, Mr. Shit God Messenger! If you catch me, I'll let you touch my mop~"
"You brat, you can't get away."
The Grim Reaper's eyes were bloodshot. As a Soul King, he had been smeared in the face with a "poop-stained mop" by a little brat. He had to tear the brat to pieces today, or he would not be able to vent his hatred.
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Outside the Awakening Room, when Lu Xingchen ran outside, he saw dozens of skeleton soldiers guarding the entrance, and at their feet lay many people lying haphazardly.
There were adults who came to observe the awakening ceremony, as well as children from orphanages.
"Get out of here!"
Lu Xingchen's eyes sharpened, and he activated the "Intimidation" ability again.
This time, he focused his mental energy on the skeleton soldiers in front of him, and a more solid dragon phantom appeared behind him, letting out a deafening roar.
The already lowly intelligence of the skeleton soldiers was instantly frozen in place under this pressure.
Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Xingchen unleashed his soul power, his figure weaving through the skeleton soldiers like an arrow. Following the route he remembered, he ran madly towards the main building of the orphanage.
"You brat, you can't escape!"
Behind him, the voice of the Grim Reaper was like steel needles tempered with ice: "I will peel off your skin, drain your soul, and make you repent for your disrespect towards Death in endless agony!"
Lu Xingchen did not turn around, but quietly spread his mental energy, sensing the distance of the pursuers behind him while quickly scanning the surrounding environment.
The air was thick with the stench of rust and rotting bones. The stone path beneath our feet was soaked in blood, and each step felt sticky and sluggish. The sights along the way were horrifying.
Those familiar faces, now lifeless, lay scattered on the roadside, their eyes wide open, their faces bearing the lingering fear of death.
Lu Xingchen gritted his teeth and ran into the main building of the orphanage. The iron gate slammed shut behind him with a "bang," but before he could catch his breath, he suddenly stopped in the middle of the corridor.
It wasn't that he didn't want to run, but at the end of the corridor ahead, a dozen skeleton soldiers had already formed a battle formation, blocking the only way out.
These skeleton soldiers were even more ferocious than those at the entrance, with dark purple soul power condensed on their joints, and the bone knives in their hands gleamed with a chilling light in the dim light. They were clearly elite soldiers enhanced with soul power by the Grim Reaper.
Lu Xingchen glanced around, his heart sinking. Most of the room doors on both sides of the corridor were wide open, the rooms were in a mess, and many familiar faces were lying on the corridor floor.
Zhang, the caregiver, collapsed at the entrance of her dormitory. The needle and thread she usually used to mend clothes were scattered around her, and the blood-stained scissors were still in her hand.
Aunt Li was huddled at the top of the stairs. Just yesterday she was smiling and saying she was going to make pumpkin pancakes for the children.
There was also Sister Chen, who was responsible for taking care of the young children. Her body was pierced by a bone knife, and her eyes were wide open, as if she had died with her eyes open.
Those who had once cared for him were now all cold corpses, silently recounting the horrific scene that had just unfolded.
Lu Xingchen's fingertips trembled slightly, and a hint of crimson flashed in his eyes, but he quickly forced himself to calm down.
The "role-playing method" of the audience constantly reminds him that only by maintaining absolute rationality can he find a way out of a desperate situation.
"Although it is wrong to desecrate a corpse, I apologize, everyone. Please lend me a hand."
Lu Xingchen's voice was low, trembling with barely concealed emotion, yet it also carried a resolute air. His fingertips twitched slightly, and a pinkish lump of flesh quietly appeared in his palm.
The lump of flesh was about the size of a fist, its surface covered with fine blood vessels, and it was still wriggling slightly, giving it an indescribably eerie feel.
This is a Level 2 sealed artifact he retrieved from the "Chaotic Sea" space, numbered 2-005, named "Flesh and Blood Bomb".
He quickly crouched down, carefully avoiding the caregivers' cold fingers, and placed the writhing mass of flesh on the corpse closest to the middle of the corridor.
The moment the fingertip left, the pink flesh seemed to come alive, instantly turning into a pool of viscous liquid that seeped into the corpse's clothes and vanished in the blink of an eye, as if it had never existed.
[Level 2 Sealed Item: 2-005 Flesh Bomb]
[Ability: Can merge into the flesh and blood of living people or corpses, completely concealing its presence. It can be detonated with the user's will. The explosion will create a wide-ranging storm of flesh and blood, with the scattered fragments and blood imbued with a powerful curse.]
[Negative Effect 1: When the user is holding the flesh bomb, they will develop a strong craving for meat.]
[Negative Effect 2: The explosion will create a cursed mist that will envelop creatures within a certain area.]
After all this, Lu Xingchen's expression instantly became somewhat complicated. Although he considered himself an egoist, the thought of burying a "flesh bomb" completely in the corpse of someone he knew still made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.
But he had no time to dwell on it, because just then, heavy footsteps came from the stairwell at the other end of the corridor.
"Tap, tap, tap—"
Footsteps approached, and the Grim Reaper slowly appeared at the end of the corridor. Looking at Lu Xingchen, caught in the middle, a cruel smile appeared on his face: "Run, kid, why don't you keep running!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his soul power suddenly erupted, and five soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and purple—slowly rose behind him.
The Soul King's oppressive aura enveloped the entire corridor like a thick, dark cloud, making the air thick and suffocating.
"Ugh~ Mr. Messenger of the Shit God, could you please stay away from me?"
However, at this tense moment, Lu Xingchen suddenly covered his nose, showing an extremely disgusted expression. He even deliberately took half a step back and fanned himself in the air, as if he was really irritated by some pungent smell.
"You really stink, even more than the backyard latrine. If you get any closer, I'm afraid I'll throw up on you."
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly through the quiet corridor, carrying a hint of deliberate exaggeration that seemed out of place in the tense atmosphere.
Upon hearing this, the smile on the Grim Reaper's face froze instantly, and his already distorted face became even more ferocious, like that of a demon.
"You brat, you're asking for it!"
He gritted his teeth, his voice filled with overwhelming rage, "I hope you can still laugh later. I'll show you what it means to wish you were dead!"
Before he could finish speaking, the Grim Reaper suddenly exerted force with his feet, his figure moving like a ghost as he pounced towards Lu Xingchen. The first yellow spirit ring around his body suddenly lit up, "First Spirit Skill - Death Claw!"
His right hand was instantly enveloped in black soul power, his nails becoming sharp and long, like the scythe of death, carrying a chilling wind as they aimed straight for Lu Xingchen's throat.
The Soul King's attack speed was extremely fast. Almost the instant he moved, his claws were already close to Lu Xingchen, and the aura of death was overwhelming.
"A deterrent!"
However, Lu Xingchen was prepared. The moment the Grim Reaper made his move, his mental power captured the opponent's movement trajectory, and then he used the intimidation skill again.
"Buzz—"
A fear originating from the depths of the soul instantly swept over the mind of the Grim Reaper's messenger.
Even though he was a Soul King, a hint of panic flashed involuntarily in his eyes under this sudden mental shock, and his body stiffened for a moment.
It was this brief pause that caused the strike, which was originally certain to hit, to deviate.
The sharp nails grazed Lu Xingchen's cheek, less than five centimeters from his eyeballs. The force of the wind made his skin sting, and he could even feel the deathly soul power attached to the claws, piercing his skin like ice needles.
"As expected, my cultivation level is still far too low."
Lu Xingchen's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat, and his heart was pounding wildly.
He knew perfectly well that if he hadn't caught his opponent off guard with his "Intimidation" ability, he would have been beheaded with just this first soul skill.
Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Xingchen seized the fleeting opportunity, leaned back sharply, and unleashed his soul power, shooting towards the window on one side of the corridor like an arrow.
His movements were astonishingly fast; a second before the Grim Reaper broke free from the mental shock, he had already reached the window.
"Trying to run away?!"
The Grim Reaper came to his senses and saw Lu Xingchen about to jump out of the window to escape. His killing intent intensified, and he raised his hand to activate his second soul skill.
But just then, Lu Xingchen's voice rang out coldly, carrying an undeniable resolve: "Flesh bomb, explode!"