My Notoriety Spreads Throughout the World-Chapter 257 - 237: Patient Zero [Double-Length]
A moment of silence, then the two rushed towards each other simultaneously, their boots stepping into the mud, sending splashes flying as their weapons clashed, red and black figures swirling beneath the gray sky, the silver-white lance blade howling and lifting, bringing forth a spray of blood, the crimson battle banner scattering a large swath of red glow, spattering bright red adornments.
Angelina raised the Abyssal White Flower above her head, the spiral-like sharp wind coiling around the lance's edge, stabbing directly down towards Chichu Hong, who remained unfazed, her wrist flipping, force spreading from the wrist to the flag pole, the flag tip spinning rapidly, red fish rotating around the white flower, combining hardness and softness, pulling the sharp lance blade into the soft folds of the flag.
This technique wasn't new to Angelina. She twisted her waist, trying to sweep the lance in her hand with force, but the inky flag cloth followed closely, repeatedly unable to escape from its soft offensive, instead allowing the opponent to get closer to her body.
The Pure White Other Shore Flower spiraled out in Angelina's palm; Chichu Hong, quick and perceptive, pressed her hand and lifted it, pausing upon seeing the stunning white flower. Angelina's lips curved slightly:
"Is it beautiful?"
"I'll place it on your grave."
The white flower petals spiraled and interwove, turning into a sharp dagger for Angelina to wield, blowing gently, shooting swiftly towards Chichu Hong's eyes.
Chichu Hong leaped backward, the battle banner in her hand spinning quickly around her waist, the crimson flag undulating around her, forming a wave-like fluctuating barrier, repeatedly bouncing back all the white blades shot at her.
Chichu Hong exhaled, and her body crackled as bones began to close, gaps between bones vanished, thousands of bones forming a solid bone armor, while the extremely high body temperature caused the raindrops falling onto her to evaporate; this was a result of various hormones frantically secreting within her body.
Angelina's face quickly turned vigilant. She had never seen Chichu Hong in this appearance before, moved forward to stop but was easily knocked down to the ground by a swipe from Chichu Hong's flagpole across her face.
The girl's metabolism surged several times, her skin rapidly secreted a keratin layer, forming a thick, dense cocoon over her whole body, resembling scales, with knee joints bending into the form of a large feline animal; muscles twisted like steel cables, where tendons could achieve full extension in motion, significantly enhancing resistance to blows.
A reddish-brown battle robe enveloped the girl's body, the aura shattered raindrops open, her back hunched downward, in stark contrast to the earlier beautiful, curvaceous girl, now transformed into a crouching beast, without any aesthetic appeal, existing solely as the ultimate humanoid weapon.
This transformation completed in an instant, Angelina's white flower couldn't even penetrate the girl's defense, getting stuck in the thick cocoon like scale armor.
Chichu Hong grabbed the white flower and broke it, spraying hot breaths, her dark red eyes ice-cold, devoid of any emotion, chilling to the bone.
Activating combat mode simultaneously, liberating her Divine Gift, bestowing herself with all enhancement effects. If earlier Angelina and Chichu Hong could still exchange a few moves, now facing the girl, all she could do was try every possible means to delay time.
To put it bluntly, run.
Without a second thought, Angelina turned and rushed in one direction, while the figure behind her enveloped in massive amounts of white steam, the surrounding air twisting, the overwhelming killing intent and heatwave vibrating, like a cannonball flying directly towards Angelina's direction. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
Two streams of light chased across the open wilderness, crashing into the palm groves, large swathes of trees severed at the waist by the sonic boom created, from a height looking down, the red and black lightning traversed the mountain forest, forcibly carving out a fearful scar upon nature.
This chase didn't last long, Angelina's speed couldn't compare to Chichu Hong in this state, she turned back and drew a lance but didn't touch the girl's shadow, red glow flickered before her eyes, and subsequently, her body uncontrollably flew backward.
In the air, Angelina tried to regain control of her body, looking up, Chichu Hong had already appeared before her, her icy gaze like an abyssal stare.
The girl's iron-like hand almost throttled her throat, the two plunged straight from the air to the ground, plowing a hundred-meter-long trail into the earth, finally coming to a stop before a huge boulder.
Beside it, a lake lay, Angelina exhausted and panting, fingers pressed against her throat, squeezing out a little breathing space for herself, her materialized Divine Gift forcibly shattered by Chichu Hong. Her silver hair spread upon the ground, clad in clean blue and white striped patient garments.
She turned her head to look at the mirror-like lake, seeing a glimpse of her disheveled self, this attire evoking memories.
From an unknown time ago, the girl left her, perhaps due to her position as a senior employee of Cosmic Heavy Industries, that mental hospital dedicated to settling company staff relatives found her, taking her in under the pretext of mental instability.
Until the blood-red apocalypse arrived, she spent most of her life in slaughter, people slaughtering each other, dissectors swinging their scythes, without even time to pause and rest, she had to set out for the next battle for survival.
The hospital gown originally several sizes too large became fitting over the prolonged years of killing, growing into her flesh and organs, and because of this attire, blood-stained hands made her, amidst fellow strugglers in hell, earn a name spoken of in hushed tones—Patient Zero.
Ultimately, this hospital gown transformed into her Divine Gift "Crow Slaying Ash Armor," becoming the sole eternal companion of that hellish memory, bearing all of the girl's blood and tears.
Devoid of her shattered Divine Gift, she temporarily lost combat ability, her utterly drained body unable to break free of Chichu Hong's grip, the tier gap between them akin to a chasm.
Angelina chuckled lightly, then suddenly burst into uncontrollable laughter, stirring Chichu Hong's frown, coldly saying: "What are you laughing at?"
Angelina laughed so hard that her body couldn't stop trembling, raindrops channeling across her bloodless, pale face, as if mocking her constant disgrace, mocking the absurdity of fate, laughing at her own susceptibility to emotions in the past.
The wails of countless people, the sorrow of those leaving around her, the numbness brought by a lifetime of sins, endless pain and despair like shackles reaching out from the past, piercing her body, even having escaped that hell, these shackles still dragged her heavily, and as she moved forward, more and more shackles would bind and penetrate her.
Everything was no different from that hell, nothing had changed, every waking moment she had to endure this extreme punishment, the pain never left her.
Chichu Hong spoke no more foolishness, intending to directly finish Angelina, as this state had its flaws, her behavior controlled by cold-blooded rationality, making her an absolute killing weapon.
That Dark Gold Rose miscalculated one point; in the presence of companions, she would hold back, hesitating whether to liberate her Divine Gift and enter this state.
"I'm laughing that the renowned Battlefield Rose would be so careless." Angelina said.
Chichu Hong's pupils contracted violently; from the depths of the lake came the monster's roar, sickly elongated hands closed around her body, lifting her high into the air.
Lightning illuminated the terrifying outline of the monster, revealing countless distorted faces on its massive whitish body below, its lower half submerged in the lake, water pouring down, human and fishman faces fused into this monster's chest, crying, horrifying, sneering, angry, a living writhing purgatory.
Siren King!?
In the very center of this living purgatory, the woman's face wept blood-red tears, the petal-like arms around her neck trembling in sharp screams, hundreds of fishmen appeared from the surrounding woods, crawling up the mountainous form of the Siren King, extending skeletal arms towards Chichu Hong's direction.
Looking from afar, it seemed like innumerable evil ghosts climbing out of a Corps Mountain, trying to drag the girl into a scarlet blood sea.
How could this be, the Siren King had closed in so near, yet she hadn't noticed at all. Glancing at Angelina limping away not far, Chichu Hong shouted:
"Angelina!!"
Angelina coldly looked back: "Figure out how to survive from this monster first."
After saying this, she disappeared into the forest shadows, leaving Chichu Hong alone with the Siren King.
