Lord of Mysterious Wizard-Chapter 121 - Master Butcher
Chapter 121: Chapter 121 Master Butcher
Four Masked Men, three of them spread out individually and vanished into the shadowy corners between the streets, displaying concealment techniques of superb level; if one were to rely solely on the naked eye, even Tang Qi wouldn’t be able to discern their hiding places for a moment.
Nevertheless, Tang Qi didn’t bother to look closely; his gaze was wholly concentrated on the remaining one.
This Masked Man, garbed in a black suit with a robust physique, crossed over a sewer entrance and slowly walked towards the center of the street, shrouded in the misty vapor that emitted wisps of foul odor.
Accompanying his movements, specks of ghost light conjured an image beneath Tang Qi’s eyes.
[Extraordinary Creatures: Polluter.]
[State: Normal.]
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[Information Fragment One: Humans contaminated by the Evil God’s Power, they possess strength, speed, defense, and other attributes that surpass ordinary people. The price for all this is the severe consumption of life, and they must also bear the risk of going out of control. Once out of control, they are certain to die.]
[Information Fragment Two: They are controlled by the “Lord”.]
“The Lord again?”
Images of special scenes previously seen flashed through Tang Qi’s mind—Evil God Seeds that failed to ferment, unable to be detected by the Lord…
Bang~ Crack!
Just as Tang Qi was pondering, a muffled sound suddenly rang out.
The Masked Man carelessly stepped on the hard stone slabs, and a sizeable pit was forcefully created. Then, he reached into his pocket and took out something that resembled a crystal.
About the size of a thumb, it had a vivid red color, just like the legendary Blood Crystal.
Not until there was another ‘crack’ did the Masked Man ruthlessly crush the crystal, and a pea-sized seed fell into the pit.
A bizarre scene unfolded rapidly.
The seed that had just dropped into the pit astonishingly began to sprout instantly, tender green vines stretched out, slithering seductively upwards, and soon turned into an Extraordinary Plant with a thick trunk, even taller than the Masked Man standing there.
After the plant’s growth, the Masked Man did not hesitate and reached out a hand, robust and strong, but with extremely pale skin where one could even see the blood vessels beneath as well as the red liquid coursing through them.
Hiss!
The Masked Man raised another hand, fingers together, and made a cut on his wrist, as bright red blood immediately spurted out.
Not a single drop was wasted, it all poured onto that Extraordinary Plant.
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“Is it coming?”
Tangi Qi’s gaze instantly sharpened.
Because at that moment, as the Extraordinary Plant absorbed all the blood, beneath what was originally motionless eyes, surged a strong ghost light.
An extraordinary existence, and furthermore, a Biological one.
The large trunk under Tang Qi’s gaze suddenly split open, turning into four vivid red petals that drooped down. What was then revealed was an extravagantly alluring flower, with colors that were particularly glaring.
Without waiting for Tang Qi to identify it, a strong, lingering and strange fragrance spread with terrifying speed, engulfing a large area.
“This is Bait!”
Tang Qi, looking at the Information Fragment that passed through his eyes, knew that an Extraordinary Plant in full bloom could release a potent aroma that has unimaginable attraction for certain specific kinds of Abnormalities.
The scene below was all too familiar to Tang Qi.
For this was what he often did; the difference being, Tang Qi following the Curse Mark, each trap indiscriminately targeted everything, ensnaring all without distinction.
The Polluters, however, had a very specific target.
As that sweet scent mixed with a bloodlike odor spread to farther places, a strange noise abruptly emerged from a derelict Factory.
Boom!
The ground, faintly trembling.
The Polluter in the middle of the street immediately turned to face that direction.
Lit by the shaking streetlight, one could clearly see an abandoned factory of many years, with only a layer of rust-stained iron framework remaining, looking extremely desolate and on the verge of collapse in the night.
Until the next moment, the earth shook violently.
Bang!
A giant-like figure suddenly burst through the iron sheeting, its bloated, layered legs stomping the ground, causing an earthquake-like scene as if it was a living mountain of flesh, rolling towards the Polluter.
“Let me eat you!”
A sincere request emanated from the mouth of this flesh mountain.
This “flesh mountain” appeared to be a Caucasian youth, adorned with only two items: a vibrant, dark red napkin and a huge diaper-like thing wrapping around its groin, while the rest of its body was covered in bulging flesh.
Layers upon layers across its chest, its legs, looked like grotesquely mutated elephant legs.
Its diet was obviously very unhealthy because even from a distance, one could see the oily sheen on its skin surface, as if a pinch would cause oil to ooze out.
The fight began in an instant.
As the flesh mountain charged, the Polluter deftly dodged and, in passing, pulled out the oddly fragrant plant and stuffed it into its mouth. Crunching a couple of times, it swallowed the plant down, with bright red juice trickling from the corners of its mouth, making it look extremely ferocious.
Despite having the face of a young man, its pupils were dull yellow and vacant, saliva flowing freely. Disgusting grime filled the crevices beneath its massive fingernails.
After eating the plant, it turned to try and grab the Polluter for its meal.
But at that moment, its body suddenly began to sway as if drunk.
It had been poisoned; the Demon Flower clearly was prepared specially for it.
A whistle sounded from the mouth of the Polluter.
Then three dark figures swept out from different directions, each holding an exaggeratedly shaped machete, hidden unknown where before.
The heavy machetes seemed weightless in the hands of the Polluters as four ghostly figures swiftly closed in on the “flesh mountain.”
Caught in a storm similar to a blade aura, the flesh mountain Monster was engulfed.
Countless wounds appeared on the Monster’s body all at once; its seemingly oil-saturated skin should have possessed strong defensive capabilities, but under the shining blades, it lost all meaning.
However, its body fat prevented it from collapsing in an instant.
Like a clumsy giant, it flailed its arms in an attempt to Counterattack.
Regrettably, the only near-success was when it managed to catch a Polluter’s leg, but before it could dismember the Polluter, another Polluter appeared and mercilessly chopped off the comrade’s leg with a massive machete.
What made the flesh mountain Monster despair was the fact that the Polluter, who lost a leg, merely rested for less than a second and then charged again, his severed limb replaced by densely intertwined Vines.
It couldn’t hold out any longer in the storm and quickly died in agony, as if by a death from a thousand cuts.
However, before dying, it managed to fulfill its initial desire by stuffing that Polluter’s leg into its mouth.
Unfortunately, before it could chew a few times, it collapsed with a thundering crash.
Around its already emaciated body, apart from the thick, disgusting blood, lay slices of yellow, oil-filled flesh pieces, extremely uniform in size and thickness, allowing one to immediately deduce that this must be the work of a master butcher or chef.
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“Not bad cooperation, certainly not the first time.”
Above the four Polluters, who reemerged each holding their machete, Tang Qi commented on the scene they had just created.
