Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 344 - 168 Remember What You Look Like as a Human_2

The flesh and blood of the Star Beast surged forth like it had discovered a new continent, not picky about where it expanded.

Philomena seized the opportunity to suppress with her mind, expelling the mutated flesh and blood from her body, her exquisite appearance returning to normal, and finally, she could face people again.

Her neck, chest, and right arm still bore the appearance of a mutated octopus.

She tried to continue expelling it with her thoughts, but the flesh and blood of the Star Beast had completed its erosion of the Dragonblood Soldiers and was now continuing to erode her own body.

Without another thought, Philomena hurled the Dragonblood Soldier in her hands with great force.

The Dragonblood Soldiers were complex in composition, primarily consisting of soldiers, diluted Dragon Blood, The Forgotten’s flesh, and an interlocking Alchemy Array. Each process was incredibly precise, a bioweapon crafted by the Magic Department after years of experimentation and patterning.

Though a Magic Creation, it was utterly scientific.

On the surface, the Dragonblood Soldiers looked simple and crude, brainless, pieced together from various elements.

Internally, they were actually quite complex.

Because of their complexity, they were precise, and because of their precision, they were easily damaged by external shocks.

Infiltrated by the flesh and blood of the Star Beast, The Forgotten’s flesh met with a higher level of impact and instantly collapsed, the white flesh flowing away like mush, exposing the white skeletal framework supporting its body.

This time, the Dragonblood Soldier did not self-heal.

Boom!

The skeleton fell to the ground and shattered, its white skull rolling a good distance away, ending up right at Wayne’s feet by chance.

He instinctively stepped out and crushed it with a crunch.

"Huh?"

Is it dead already?

Wayne raised an eyebrow, blasted away a sneaking Dragonblood Soldier with a punch to verify its quality, finding it not even a match for five percent of Veronica in her usual state after transformation.

The strength was passable for him, merely ordinary, but for a Mage of the same rank, especially a Silver Mage equipped with a Forbidden Magic Domain, it would be a devastating blow.

Taking into account their skilled use of firearms and professional training, each one was a powerful soldier, one in a hundred, forming an army on the battlefield of great nations that could be considered undefeatable.

Wayne analyzed the strengths of the Dragonblood Soldiers; the Immortal Body was a highlight, but without the Forbidden Magic Domain, earth, fire, water, and air could be combined to kill them off completely.

He was just organizing his thoughts to make a move when one Dragonblood Soldier turned into a skeleton, dead beyond dead.

Curious, he looked towards the end of the corridor to see who was so formidable.

The sight caused his vision to darken.

"Tentacle Monster!"

"Damn, that’s freaky!"

"..."

Philomena paused for a moment, then smiled sweetly at Wayne, though it was a strained smile, clearly embarrassed.

Only then did Wayne realize the veiled older sister who had once impressed him was on the other side, but what was the deal with the tentacles and the hard half of her chest that seemed like it could kill someone?

Is she also an artificial person made of technology and relentless hard work?

For a moment, the older sister’s charm plunged, and she was kicked out of the daily refreshed crush list.

Mona got a spot as a substitute.

Philomena gripped her sword in one hand, and with the other... her five octopus tentacles were wrapped around a Dragonblood Soldier, suppressing with her mind, expelling the mutated flesh and blood within.

Wayne glanced at the increasingly bouncy half of her chest, getting a rough idea, and quickly assisted her with enthusiasm.

And that sword, looked familiar!

Well maintained indeed, even though in the Inverted World she was old.

Wayne’s form flickered, drawing the Dragonblood Soldiers’ attack the moment he moved, then he delivered a flying kick directly to their groins.

This kick carried immense force; his leg sank completely into the white foam, causing the Dragonblood Soldiers, whether they had it or not, to stiffen temporarily and come to a halt.

Wayne stepped on their knees and jumped up, delivering a heavy blow to the jaw of the alligator-faced creature. As the Dragonblood Soldier soared into the air, Wayne’s fist charged up and unleashed a spiraling blast, striking its chest and sending it flying toward Philomena’s location.

Philomena had just finished off a Dragonblood Soldier when she received Wayne’s "gift" with a smile.

Her front, back, and neck were relieved of the mutation, returning to smooth skin, leaving only her arm still in an octopus state.

Her right hand had made direct contact with the flesh and blood of the Star Beast, an area that was severely mutated. It was also because Philomena was too harsh on herself, somewhat intent on mutual destruction, that the mutation was so thorough.

As the number of Dragonblood Soldiers dwindled, Philomena’s body gradually returned to a normal human appearance. When Wayne brought over the last one, only her hand remained tentacled, the rest already restored.

Philomena collapsed against the wall, her complexion pale, breathing rapid—a sign that her mental strength was nearly depleted.

Sickness comes like a falling mountain but goes away like drawing out silk.

Rejecting the impurity of the Star Beast was much more difficult than she had expected; afflicted with a serious illness, she knew she was not in good shape.

Philomena was more concerned about something other than her struggling mind.

She looked anxiously at her own tentacles. As the Dragonblood Soldiers were depleted, the Star Beast’s flesh and blood could find no outlet and turned back to erode her own body.

The backlash of the Star Beast’s flesh and blood grew increasingly intense; continuing this way, her mind wouldn’t last much longer, and she would soon revert to her ugly state from before.

Seeing Wayne approach her, she let go of the sword in her hand and placed it across her chest, nodding politely: "Thank you very much for your help, I am Philomena from the Moonlight Church."

"So you are a Mage from the Moonlight Church—it’s an honor to meet you. I’m Jack, just a local passing by," Wayne said as he squatted in front of Philomena, intending to pull her up.

Philomena looked at her left hand covering her chest, then at the octopus tentacles on her right arm, and promptly gave Wayne an unamused look.