Chapter 1195: Chapter 34: Plague_3
Looking at Yidir again, the Regent King somewhat understood Yidir’s identity as a Calamity Servant. "Have you used your own flesh as a vessel to concoct the Blood and Flesh Plague?"
Yidir, panting heavily, did not answer. For someone like him who feared death, even self-mutilation was an act laden with immense psychological pressure.
Handing the bloody tumor to the Regent King, Yidir understood that while the other side claimed it was cooperation, it was actually unilateral coercion. Both he and Hammer wanted to survive, and could only heed the other’s commands unquestioningly.
"Crush it, and the plague will spread," Yidir continued, "But judging from the current situation, it will corrupt at most a few buildings before being discovered by the Order Bureau."
"That’s enough," the Regent King took the tumor, "I just don’t want the Order Bureau to return empty-handed, knowing how troublesome these guys really are."
With a swift motion, he crushed the tumor, and the shattered flesh and flowing blood trickled onto the ground, resembling an ordinary pool of blood that lay quietly on the floor.
Suddenly, the pool of blood began to boil, accompanied by waves of eerie aura spreading outward. The blood started to proliferate on its own, quickly spreading in all directions, and anything that came into contact began to mutate.
The floor first started to twist and deform, with some alien substances oozing out, like toxins slowly expanding outside the body, forming extremely bizarre patterns and shapes, eventually evolving into muscle-like textures, which slowly wriggled.
The blood spread to the door frame, rapidly climbing, exuding a scent of flesh and blood. Surface cells were frantically dividing, eager to create more new life forms, while at the same time, muscle tissues similar to blood and flesh quickly grew, forming some creepy biological shapes that draped over the door frame.
"Interesting indeed."
The Regent King watched the spread of the plague with keen interest. This was the first time he had witnessed the birth of an Extraordinary Disaster firsthand.
The blood and flesh tissue grew on the metal, gradually imbuing it with a scarlet hue, which deepened over time, as if it truly became a new organic substance, a strange odor filling the entire space.
However, this blood and flesh tissue did not stop at the metal; it further spread to nearby inanimate objects, including furnishings and clothes. It crept into the corridor, invaded others’ bedrooms, and after a brief silence, waves of screaming erupted, only for everything to quickly fall quiet again.
"What about the others!" Yidir said nervously, aware that other followers were in other rooms.
The Regent King raised his hand, halting Yidir’s words. He said, "We need the Order Bureau to destroy something."
Yidir took a deep breath and ultimately chose silence, as did Hammer.
In their original plan, they intended to secretly control this town, then engulf it with the Blood and Flesh Plague, transforming it into the Eternal Rotting Land. Using this vast amount of flesh and blood, they would advance along the Gray Stone Rift, and in turn, awaken the Beast of the Herd, this world’s calamity.
Plans couldn’t keep up with changes, and they also underestimated the complexity of it all.
"Alright, it’s time for us to leave."
The Regent King called the two of them, the room they were in now completely transformed into flesh. The sturdy walls had become crimson stomach linings, secreting viscous fluid.
Everything inside the inn was twisting and mutating, transforming into a blinding scarlet color, exuding a bizarre aura. The windows turned into enormous mouths, covered in green fluid. Whenever someone approached, the mouths would open wide, chew them up, and swallow them whole. The corridor became a soft intestine, like a biological network connecting all the rooms in the inn. Every step taken soaked one into the warm, sticky flesh.
All the doors were tightly closed, yet hisses and crackles could be heard from within. The room’s items were also consumed and mutated. Chairs and beds turned into grotesque limbs, sprouting sharp teeth, becoming terrifying traps. Paintings and mirrors on the walls became distorted and ugly, reflecting endless resentment and darkness.
