Free Web NovelA dark and oppressive space, twisted, web-like flesh, uncomfortable sticky blood, strange and morbid figures, a storm raging above with a low rumble like thunder, countless magpies flying through the storm, their chirps, originally auspicious, now carrying a hint of killing intent...
In such a scene, a silhouette of the apocalypse, it would be almost impossible for anyone to notice the presence of a small dog. Even if they did, they would only want to kick it away.
As the protagonist of this scene, the Maitian God Offspring, at this moment, only had the figure of its enemy in its eyes and naturally wouldn't care about the Little White Dog.
At a time like this, what could a seemingly unweaned puppy do?
Seeing the Maitian God Offspring pass by not far from it, rudely ignoring its existence, the Little White Dog suddenly felt very angry, as if some stray dog had, in front of it, left a mark on its designated lamppost.
So, it stopped barking and took a deep breath.
It had to protect Lu Yibei... If it had to give a reason, it was because Lu Yibei had fed it its first “milk” after its birth, and it really couldn't bear the uncontrolled Spiritual «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» Energy within Lu Yibei attacking it en masse.
In an instant, air currents swept through, stirring up a storm.
Immediately after, this little puppy, with its pure white fur and seemingly harmless appearance, began to inflate like a balloon, expanding at a visible rate.
Surrounded by crackling silver electric light, its silky-smooth puppy fur receded, and its plump body quickly developed agile lines.
The flesh on its back turned into a viscous fluid, writhing madly as if boiling.
With a dull thud of bursting flesh, thick blood mixed with clots splattered, and numerous limbs, like blooming fireworks, violently grew out from within the puppy’s body: arms, hooked claws, tentacles... thirty-six different forms of limbs appeared on its spine.
In just a few breaths, a fierce and grotesque white wolf appeared in this underground space.
Its lustrous silver-white fur stood on end, like fine, long steel needles, yet it couldn't conceal the robust, knotted muscles beneath the fur. Long goat-like horns grew on its forehead, and metallic scales shimmered faintly beneath the fur of its massive tail, the fin at the end of its tail as dazzling as an evening glow.
At this moment, it was the White Wolf God, worshipped by the Quanrong tribe, and also Aigaion, who carried the Hundred-Armed Giant Power.
When the Maitian God Offspring sensed a powerful Spiritual Energy fluctuation coming from behind it and realized something was wrong, it turned around to look, only to see a flash of electric light streak across its vision. The next moment, a loud bang suddenly erupted.
“Bang—!”
A blood-filled maw with sharp teeth closed over that slender arm, brilliant silver light shining through the gaps in its teeth, erupting with a violent aura that seemed to crush everything.
“Pfft—!”
Amidst the lingering echoes of the explosion caused by the Hundred-Armed Giant Power, a dull sound of flesh tearing was heard, and foul blood splattered in an arc in mid-air.
Sharp claws, like metallic short knives, slashed across its smooth back, leaving several gashes.
Intense pain struck. Gazing at the arm clutched in the ferocious wolf's mouth, a hint of pain flashed across the Maitian God Offspring’s beautiful yet lifeless face, but soon the pain was covered by rage.
Happily preparing to take revenge on its enemy, only to be bitten by some unknown dog right after stepping out—how could it be happy about that?
Thus, as anger rose in its clear eyes, a mass of black mist permeated its bloody shoulder, and abnormally double helixes vaguely appeared within the mist.
Soon, amidst a viscous sound of flesh squirming, it completed the regeneration of its severed arm.
At the same time, the severed arm in the Little White Dog’s mouth wriggled violently, rapidly transforming into Spiritual Energy carrying the Power, spreading into its body, growing dense capillaries, releasing harmful substances, and quickly destroying the Spiritual Energy structure that formed its body.
“Ow—!”
With a painful wail, the Little White Dog’s body, like a small mountain, crashed to the ground. Silver-white blood gushed from its mouth, instantly transforming into free Spiritual Energy and dissipating into the world.
A strong burning sensation spread rapidly along its esophagus to its abdomen, then erupted into even more intense pain, as if its entire digestive tract had suffered severe lesions, bleeding and ulcerating.
Spiritual Energy seemed to be devoured by something, rapidly decaying.
Although the Little White Dog's birth utilized the Hundred-Armed Giant Power and the Quanrong Hunting Chart, and its entire body was almost entirely composed of Spiritual Energy, the Maitian God Offspring still had a way to influence the Little White Dog through its Power.
After all, that was a strange Power that could “carcinogenize” even earth and stone, absorbing the free Spiritual Energy within them. Why couldn't it directly “carcinogenize” Spiritual Energy?
Such a Power, if combined with the ability to replicate Power, or if it became a breeding ground for the growth of plague, would be a fatal blow.
The Little White Dog struggled to get up, its body infiltrated by the flesh carrying the Maitian God Offspring's Power. Its aura gradually weakened, its breathing became heavy, and soon its fur began to fall out, then its nails, and then its teeth...
When it finally adjusted its state and prepared to attack the Maitian God Offspring again, it was startled to find that its proud fangs and claws had completely disintegrated at some unknown point, and its limbs and mouth were a bloody mess.
In less than a minute, it seemed to have lived a lifetime, transforming from a small puppy into a sparse-furred, clawless, toothless old dog, as if it could freeze to death on any winter night, completely harmless.
Could such a body still fight, or pose a threat to the enemy?
Certainly, it could self-destruct.
Although its body was severely damaged, its Spiritual Energy had not yet been exhausted. The unreserved detonation of Spiritual Energy containing the Hundred-Armed Giant Power would be enough to instantly crush the entire subway station into powder.
But what if that still couldn't stop the enemy?
Its Master had fallen into a deep coma, and the Spiritual Energy fluctuations within her body continued to rage, likely insufficient to support it in re-forming a new body.
This might be the terrifying aspect of cancer: it doesn't kill you immediately, and for a long time, you can even live like a normal person, until it fully erupts.
Just as the Little White Dog hesitated, a whistling sound came from above, followed by the sight of a pitch-black metal club descending from the sky, piercing diagonally into the ground in front of it, then vibrating and emitting a low hum.
The hum seemed to be telling it, “I'll be your fangs!”
Seeing this, the Little White Dog paused for a moment, then snapped back to reality, blinding silver electric light illuminating its bewildered eyes, erupting with fierce glints. Then it opened its mouth and bit down hard on the handle of the Xuan Ying Luo Fu.
Spiritual Energy poured in, and a high-pitched howl erupted.
As silver-white electric light coursed over the Xuan Ying Luo Fu, sharp silver gleams appeared on the pitch-black metal club, forming a sword edge. freēwēbnovel.com
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In the darkness, Lu Yibei was constantly pulled by two forces, and intense pain relentlessly assaulted her.
In a daze, she felt a dazzling silver-white electric light flash before her eyes, like a shooting star.
That electric light was like a strong light suddenly hitting her face during sleep, instantly startling her awake and restoring some consciousness. Immediately after, she heard the whispers of those figures in the darkness again.
“Come, be with us. From now on, you will be our companion...”
“Before that, let me ask a question...” Lu Yibei mused for a moment, slowly asking those figures, “If everything I’ve experienced and done before was wrong?”
She stubbornly wanted to know the answer.
As her voice fell, the highly seductive whispers in her ears instantly fell silent. The surging waves, and in a daze, the limbs entangled around her body, attempting to pull her into the abyss, also stopped there.
“They” didn't know the answer either.
After waiting for a moment, Lu Yibei sighed silently, “So you don’t know the answer either?”
“Then let me ask you another question...”
“Do you know who can answer my previous question?”
The silence continued.
Perhaps it was an illusion, but Lu Yibei felt that the strength of those illusory figures pulling her seemed to have quietly weakened considerably.
Seeing that those figures still hadn't answered, Lu Yibei thought for a moment and murmured, “So, no one can deny my experiences, right?”
“I think I probably understand...”
As long as it's not said to be wrong, isn't it right?
Moreover, as long as I think it's not wrong, who cares what others think?!
Such a thought flashed through Lu Yibei's mind. The next second, she felt a warm current gush from her eyes...
