Chapter 182: Chapter 181: The Fiery Eye Crusader
“Hahaha, watch me eat you!”
The giant baby in front of him seemed as intellectually challenged as it appeared. Watching Fang Zheng standing motionless, it laughed loudly as it reached out its hand to grab him, aiming to swallow him whole.
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Yet, facing the giant baby’s outstretched right hand, Fang Zheng didn’t dodge or flinch; he just stood there quietly, watching the hand draw closer and closer. Then… the flash of a sword.
No one could see what exactly happened, because it was all over in an instant, accompanied by a dazzling sword light. The giant baby creature’s right hand that had reached for Fang Zheng was cleanly severed, and with a “bang,” the huge plump palm fell to the ground. Only at this moment did the baby seem to finally realize there was a problem.
“Aaaaahhh!! It hurts, it hurts ahhhh!!”
The intense pain caused the giant baby to stand up and start violently shaking its arm. Through the cut, Fang Zheng could clearly see there was nothing inside the limb of the baby creature—no muscles, no blood vessels, not even bones. It was like those hollow plastic dolls sold in the market, just a pitch-black void. Around the edges, a substance that sparkled with white radiance and seemed both liquid and smokey flowed out before disappearing into the air.
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Could this be the creature’s blood?!
Such a thought crossed his mind, yet Fang Zheng’s actions didn’t pause. Though this giant baby creature was quite large, he had battled similar creatures more than once in the world of Dark Soul and naturally did not experience any fear or hesitation. As the baby lifted its head in pain, Fang Zheng’s figure flashed. His Sky-Cleaving Sword suddenly burst forth with blinding brilliance, effortlessly severing the giant baby’s legs with a silver streak, as if slicing through cream. Accompanied by a piercing scream, the baby, now legless and unable to stand, fell backward.
“No… it hurts, it hurts ahhh…!!”
The baby flailed desperately, trying to grasp at something. Its eyes wide with struggle, it tried to escape. But before its cries could hit the ground, the next moment the baby’s head silently split apart, then exploded into a bright fireball with a loud bang. At the same time, its massive body went “bang” and burst open, disappearing without a trace along with its huge head.
“Is that all you’ve got?”
Looking at the few sparks left of the wreckage, Fang Zheng snorted lightly. He previously thought the giant baby’s large size might indicate formidable strength, but it turned out to be as weak as the giant slaves from the Black Soul World—looking fierce yet frail as a chicken… Oh, right, what about that meatball?
“You bastard!!”
Just as Cao Cao arrives when spoken of, the moment the thought passed through Fang Zheng’s mind, he saw a ball-shaped creature, formed from the fusion of countless human models, breaking through the flames and charging towards him like a missile. Seeing this, Fang Zheng extended his hand and pointed forward.
In the next instant, a barrage of Magic Missiles erupted, heavily striking the meatball and sending it flying. Along with the wails, the ball of flesh exploded instantly, just like the previous giant baby, turning into wisps of pale blue flame that vanished into the air.
“This thing really is awfully weak.”
Looking at the scene before him, Fang Zheng frowned. The battle with these two peculiar foes had not lasted overly long but had still caused a fair amount of damage to the shopping district. Not only that, Fang Zheng also discovered that the people who seemed to be frozen in time were also hit by the residual effects of the battle, with many of them now lying on the ground. Yet, even so, they still maintained their previous gestures, appearing like unconscious mannequins.
“Hm? Trying to run?”
As Fang Zheng surveyed the shopping district, he suddenly sneered, then snapped his fingers. Accompanying his action, several metallic ribbons suddenly materialized and tightly bound the air not far from Fang Zheng. Shortly after, a figure slowly emerged from within.
“You didn’t think you could escape from the palm of my hand with that level of invisibility, did you.”
Looking at the blonde woman in a dress before him, Fang Zheng smiled coldly. The one thing Prophet Mages weren’t afraid of was invisibility. In fact, he had already detected this woman hiding on the side; Fang Zheng just wasn’t sure whether she was friend or foe. But seeing how she decisively ran away after he eliminated the two creatures, Fang Zheng guessed she probably belonged to the same group as the monsters.
But this is also good……
“Who are you? Why have you come here? Why attack humans? Please explain yourself properly to me,” Fang Zheng said with a trace of a triumphant smile as he leisurely walked towards the struggling woman who was trying to break free from her restraints. Seeing Fang Zheng approach, the woman’s face suddenly twisted into an expression of terror.
“What, what do you want to do? Do you know who my master is?” she demanded.
“I don’t know, but if you could introduce us, that would be great.”
“You……”
The blonde woman clenched her teeth and glared at Fang Zheng with venom as he smiled and walked towards her. But Fang Zheng didn’t care; for a Prophecy Mage, whether you speak or not doesn’t matter — all it takes is a “Thought Detection”……
“Boom!!”
However, before Fang Zheng could cast his spell, an explosion sounded not far away. Soon after, a figure emerged from the blast. She held her blade high and, without hesitation, swung it down at the bound woman!
“Ahhhh!!!”
Being ensnared in Fang Zheng’s “Iron Binding,” the woman had no chance to escape the sudden attack and was cleaved in half. But in the next moment, Fang Zheng saw a doll-like creature swiftly burrow out of the split in the woman’s body and fly away into the sky without looking back. Just as he was about to act, the cut-in-half woman’s body suddenly exploded with a “bang.”
The sparkling firelight and shockwave washed over, engulfing both Fang Zheng and the previous attacker. When the flames cleared, the odd doll had already vanished without a trace.
“It got away,” murmured the attacker as she watched the remnants of the destroyed shell before her. She was a young girl, appearing to be around eleven or twelve years old, wearing a pitch-black coat and holding a long sword. Her hair undulated with the vibrant red of flames, and sparks fell from it—Girl, you have some serious dandruff; need a recommendation for shampoo?
“I thought it was just a Phosphorus at first, but now it seems there might be an unexpected Master behind it,” said an elderly male voice that rose from an amulet hanging around the girl’s neck, sounding unusually calm.
“This time, we might end up going to annihilate the Demon King.”
“Mhm, but speaking of which…”
As she spoke, the girl turned her head to look at Fang Zheng. Her face clearly showed her surprise and astonishment.
“Aralastor, what’s with this human?” she asked.