stonecrandall Chapter 64 Cheese Sandwich in Two Breads
Chapter 64 Cheese Sandwich in Two Breads
Luo Lan and the others had just withdrawn a section of the Blood Sacrifice Dark Chamber.
In the blood sacrifice chamber, the newly reconstituted evil slime aggregate began to writhe almost the instant it took shape.
This massive, mountain-sized mass of flesh displayed a terrifying agility completely disproportionate to its bloated size.
In the blink of an eye, the blood bubbles on its lower body surged forward, carving a deep bloody gash on the gravel floor, and its entire body poured out of the exit of the altar's dark chamber.
Luo Lan and the cat and dog had only run a few hundred meters when the stench of blood surged up behind them.
The evil slime, with its dark red humanoid upper body, opened its faceless head, revealing half of a partially digested skeletal priest's face inside. The jaw joints of the skeleton clicked and clattered within the liquid flesh.
"Suffering is food... Join us, and there will be no more pain!"
Accompanied by chilling words, a sharp sonic wave, almost capable of tearing apart reason, swept across Luo Lan and his group in a fan shape as they retreated frantically.
The sensation of this sonic wave hitting Luo Lan was completely different from a physical impact. Unlike the [Sonic Shock], which directly penetrated armor and flesh, the piercing scream that tore through reason acted on his soul.
Caught off guard, Luo Lan froze for a moment, her leg halting mid-step, her mind reeling, and her vision blurring.
The cats and dogs beside it were also affected. The skeleton dog's four bony legs came to an abrupt stop, scraping the ground with a screeching sound, and its body, made of eerie blue flames, flickered.
Swann, who was also attacked, was a true Gold-tier assassin and recovered the fastest.
Swan, who was running ahead, turned pale, not only because he was being attacked by the Soul Scream, but also because he had been affected by the curse of the Skeleton Priest.
He turned his head halfway, his voice hoarse, his headscarf soaked with cold sweat.
"Brother Ronan, that's great! I told you we should run away..."
Swann, panting heavily, put the gloomy shadow back on and spat.
"The monstrous thing called 'Flesh-Burning Rotting Nest' and the evil god of 'Blasphemy and False Faith' have merged together... It's fucking awful!"
By the time Luo Lan had recovered from the lingering echoes of the soul's scream, the evil aggregate had closed in by more than a hundred meters in that brief moment of distraction.
Luo Lan quickly readjusted his stance, resuming his charge forward with one hand wielding his sword. A muffled sound came from inside the iron helmet, indicating his return to Swann.
"It's too late to say anything now... Let's work together to survive."
Upon hearing Luo Lan's reply, Swann forced a bitter smile that was more like a grimace than a cry.
If he hadn't been cursed by that damned Skeleton Priest, which damaged his transcendental pathways and weakened his physical condition, he would have already activated [Shadow Escape Lv.1] and abandoned Luo Lan, that iron can, to escape.
"Sigh, Ronan, it's not that I resent you..."
Swann sighed, his tone carrying a deliberate attempt to ingratiate himself and an undisguised hypocrisy.
"The current situation is partly my fault for being greedy... But, as you can see from my condition, you should go first, I need to rest."
Swann didn't want to risk his life, and Luo Lan would never entrust his back to such a person.
[A slippery fellow.]
Everyone knows that in such a critical moment of life and death, you can't rely on a random thief or scoundrel you've just met and who's always ready to run away.
Rather, if it weren't for the fear that Swan might stab him in the back, Luo Lan would already be locked in a confrontation with the Evil Slime.
The two understood each other without saying a word and continued running frantically.
However, the massive aggregate of evil thoughts behind them had more than just the Soul Scream attack; it was willing to continue letting Luo Lan and the others continue their escape.
The red light on its body suddenly intensified, and the flesh mountain monster suddenly expanded, then contracted violently, and a crimson mist gushed out from every pore on its body surface.
The fog carried a strong stench of decay, scorching and putrid, like countless corpses fermenting in a sealed room for an entire summer, making one want to vomit just by smelling it.
The mist spread much faster than the evil slime itself. It spread along the dome, quickly forming a layer of crimson clouds above the entire three-tiered dungeon.
The clouds churned and rolled, and drops of blood-red rain began to fall.
At first, there were only a few scattered drops. They hit the stone bricks with a slight pattering sound, and their color was redder than ordinary rainwater, but otherwise they seemed unremarkable.
But soon, terrifying sounds began to emanate from the depths of the corridor, several hundred meters away from the blood sacrifice chamber.
The third level of this rift still harbors many lone skeleton soldiers who were not caught up in the previous chaotic battle in the dark chamber, as well as some flesh and blood slimes crawling along the cracks.
These lone monsters became the first victims of this bloodbath.
A lone skeleton soldier stood blankly at the corner of the passageway, blood raining down on its bare skull, making a "sizzling" sound.
Fine bubbles began to appear on the white bone surface, the color changed from ivory white to pink, and from pink to dark red. Then the entire bone softened, deformed, and collapsed like heated wax.
The skeleton's entire body, after being corroded by the blood rain, fell off one by one, turning into a pool of sticky red bone mud when it hit the ground.
On the other side, several flesh slimes absorbed an excessive amount of blood rain.
Their originally pinkish-white bodies, like a water balloon constantly being filled with blood, grew darker and larger.
When the dark red color reaches a certain critical point, the slime's body cracks open from the inside, as if it has been slashed by an invisible blade, and dark red blood gushes out.
"Bang!"
With a muffled thud, the already cracked flesh slime exploded into a pool of blood and bits of flesh.
Before long, the entire floor of the third level of the Rift Ruins was covered with this disgusting liquid.
Whether it's the bone paste from melting bones or the shattered blood, it all seems to have been summoned by some kind of force.
They crawled and writhed on the ground, converging into crimson streams, and quickly crawled towards the giant evil thought slime aggregate behind Luo Lan and the others.
With each clump of bone, flesh, and rotten mud that merged into its body, its size swelled a little more. When it pushed off the ground, the entire third level of the Rift Ruins trembled.
Meanwhile, Luo Lan and the others running ahead not only had to desperately shake off the behemoth behind them, but also had to devote most of their energy to resisting the deadly rain of blood above their heads.
Luo Lan's holy light covered his entire armor surface. Every drop of blood rain that fell had to consume a sliver of the reserves in the [Pale Holy Light Circulation] to evaporate the raindrops.
Swann's figure shifted into a penumbra state, his gray outline appearing and disappearing amidst the blood rain, blood droplets passing through his shadow and vanishing onto the ground.
The ghostly blue bone fire and blood rain of the cat and dog melted together, and a fine white mist rose from the surface of the skeleton.
As she ran, Luo Lan downed another bottle of energy potion.
The light green liquid slid down my throat, providing only a negligible energizing effect.
A blue light flickered in his eyes as Luo Lan, with [True Sight Lv.1] activated, glanced back at the writhing mountain of flesh behind him:
【Corrupted Blood Rain lv.4】—A continuous area-of-effect damage skill that cannot be interrupted unless the caster is knocked down.
【Proliferation Frenzy lv.5】—A continuous self-buff skill that cannot be interrupted unless the caster is knocked down.
If they continue running blindly, this bloody rain that continues to ravage lives will eventually melt away all of Luo Lan and the others.
"Don't bother running anymore, you can't escape."
Stopping his frantic run, Luo Lan turned around, his broadsword held horizontally in front of him, holy light flowing along the blade, illuminating his sharply defined profile.
"Get ready to fight to the death."
Luo Lan stopped so suddenly that Swann ran several steps away before realizing the person beside him was gone when he heard Luo Lan's words.
Swan turned to look at Luo Lan, his eyes first filled with confusion, then with a kind of expectation—he thought Luo Lan was too exhausted to run anymore.
Swann almost couldn't hold back his smile.
They heard Luo Lan say "Get ready to fight to the death," but completely ignored the first sentence, "You can't escape."
He immediately quickened his pace, already having planned it out in his mind: Luo Lan's exhaustion was just right; with someone as bait, he could take the opportunity to escape.
[Shadow Cloak] can't be used now, but if he runs desperately, Swann thinks it's not impossible for him to escape.
But his smugness didn't last long. He had only run a few steps when he bumped into a dark red wall.
The other evil slime aggregate was smaller than the one behind it, but equally ferocious and terrifying.
[Split Level 4]!
The evil slime aggregate, enlarged by the [Proliferation Frenzy lv.5], had somehow separated a portion of itself into a physical form and silently bypassed the corridor in front, completely blocking its escape route.
Two mountains of flesh stood one in front of the other, completely blocking both ends of the passage without leaving even a crack.
Caught in a pincer movement, a hopeless situation!