Translator: La0o9 Editor: La0o9
âHm?â noticing something, Yadley quickly left the area and hid back into the darkness.
âSo I was late...â Chris arrived at the battle area from another direction, unfortunately, the only thing waiting for him was two cold, dead bodies.
The air was filled with the scent of blood and a strange smell of gunpowder. Chris sighed, glanced at the two burning balls of fire, then put his gaze towards the darkness behind it.
The dark-gold Bizarre Scales immediately leapt out from the shade of the tree, due to the wound it received by tripping, the creatureâs speed was considerably slower. Chris easily avoided its attack, rolled next to one of the bodies, picked up a sword and slashed the air, all within a single swift motion.
As several black threads were cut, Yadley jumped out from the other side. The muscles of his arm blackened and morphed into a huge tentacle that whipped itself towards Chris, the Bizarre Scales also turned around and charged at him again.
As the black tentacle struck his sword, Chris immediately let go of it and used the momentum to roll along the ground, at the same time avoiding the Bizarre Scalesâ charge.
Yadleyâs right hand that had turned into a tentacle directly struck the edge of the sword and received a small wound about the size of a finger. But small black threads came out from the opening of the wound and quickly sewed the wound back to normal.
I used the [Black Crow] germs to devour and replace all the muscles of my arm. Due to the limit of the human body, one arm can only contain so many muscles, but Lord Negaryâs blessing has allowed me to surpass that limit!
As Yadleyâs body trembled, a huge number of black substances began to gather at his arms, sprouting several tentacles from his shoulder. Each tentacle was made completely of [Black Crow] germs imitating muscles, the muscle tentacles madly writhed and struck his surroundings almost uncontrollably. The snapping sounds made by tentacles were an indication of how terrifying the force behind them was.
Chris quickly stood back up, rubbing the numbness out of his wrist.
The force of that tentacle hand was easily as strong as the wyvern, if a human body were to take that head-on, they would most likely snap in half.
If I didnât already notice and purposefully let go of the sword, my arm wouldâve already been broken.
âYouâre already more monster than you are humanâ he commented as he saw Yadley sprout the jet-black muscle tentacles. In fact, right now he felt that the main body of the man called Yadley was actually the tentacles, while Yadleyâs human parts were more of a burden to him.
âBizarre Scales, charge! Kill him!â
Chris took a deep breath and began to move again. The Bizarre Scalesâ lowered speed together with the dragon powder he was carrying made it so that the creature couldnât touch him unless he was careless, but that also meant that his range of movement had been restricted.
Two of Yadleyâs tentacles propped themselves on the ground to support him while the others wildly attacked their surroundings. The trees that stood in their ways were broken in half, the buildings that blocked them were smashed to rubble, Chris was actually feeling numb from the attacks through the intense shockwaves they gave off.
Against such violent tentacle attacks as well as the Bizarre Scalesâ unpredictable ambushes, he had to spend all of his attention on dealing with these attacks without a moment of rest. Otherwise, if even one tentacle struck him, or if the Bizarre Scales managed to get on top of him, that would be his death.
âWhy are you still persisting, give up! The [Black Crow] germs arenât like human muscles, they wonât get tired or feel pain, but you will soon run out of stamina and fallâ Yadleyâs body was basically being hung on top of the black tentacles right now. Since all the [Black Crow] germs that made up other parts of his body had been gathered to make the muscle tentacles, his body now looked incredibly malnourished. If he didnât have the two tentacles to prop himself up, he wouldnât be able to even stand up straight.
It was also because of this that despite his tentacles practically going berserk, their speed and range werenât anything special, otherwise, Chris wouldnât have been able to hold out for so long.
âGive up your resistance, Chris! You canât even win against me, let alone Lord Negary!!â Yadley slowly declared it like the truth: âLook at your feet, Chris, youâve already lostâ
Chris was shocked. He finally realized that the two tentacles that acted as Yadleyâs support had become considerably thinner. While a large network of black threads made of germs had already been weaved on the ground, with Chris inside it.
The black threads pierced through Chrisâ pants and the skin of his leg, constantly spreading through his body from that opening. They restrained Chrisâ movements as the thick muscle tentacles attacked Chris directly.
âYouâre the one who lostâ Chris exhaled: âDeep Rhythm!â
Yadley immediately felt a bit discomfort, but he didnât care: âChris, your Deep Rhythm requires time to accumulate. But youâve only managed to make contact with me during the short time that my threads pierced your body. At most, your Deep Rhythm can only make me feel a bit discomfort, other than that, it wonât do anythingâ
âSo you still havenât noticed?â Chris used Metal Rhythm on his arms to block the coming tentacles.
âYou let the [Black Crow] consume so much of your body, then gathered them all to form these tentacles, that by itself had already created an imbalance within your rhythm. Your current thin and feeble body is proof of that. Thanks to you being poisoned and your own bodyâs rhythm being naturally unharmonious, my Deep Rhythm was nothing but a triggerâ
âPoisoned...â Yadley turned his eyes towards the two slowly burning balls of fire, as well as the remaining âsomethingâ that the two dead bodies had been chewing in their mouths, he immediately understood.
âYouâre already losing your powers!â Chris received the attack head-on, but due to the imbalance within Yadleyâs body, his tentacles had become considerably weaker and slower: âAnd my counter-attack starts here!â
âRhythm Stripping Punch!â Chris threw punch after punch towards the basically stationary tentacles. His Rhythm Punch could attack an enemyâs weak points without them reacting in time, while his Stripping Rhythm caused the body to produce an immense repelling force against the unharmonious substances within oneâs body. When combined together, each of Chrisâ punches had the ability to secretly send that repelling force into the enemyâs body.
The restraining black threads that pierced into his legs broke as he delivered punch after punch into Yadley, finishing with a punch straight into his chest. The repelling force acted directly on Yadleyâs heart, causing it to shatter and stop beating.
As he found Yadleyâs life signs to slowly fade, Chris braced himself for the Bizarre Scalesâ ambush. Although it seemed like he won very easily, he had already burned through most of his stamina, if Yadley had been able to prolong the battle just a bit more, he could have lost.
He literally had no way to deal with a Bizarre Scales right now. The only thing he could hope for was that without its masterâs command, the Bizarre Scales would not attack him who had dragon powder on its own accord.
After Yadley died, the Bizarre Scales became considerably more beastly, it stared intently at Yadleyâs corpse. It inched closer and closer to Yadley before letting out a roar, pounced on his corpse, opened its mouth full of fangs and ripped open Yadleyâs throat without hesitation. A small skin pouch grafted into Yadleyâs neck was punctured, spilling out what seemed to be golden blood.
Still keeping his eyes on the Bizarre Scales that was immersed in licking the golden blood away, Chris slowly backed off. He managed to defeat his opponent here, but he didnât know how the others were doing.
While Chris was thinking that, a flash of light came out not too far away from where he was. Within this shroud of darkness, the light was particularly noticeable.