Chapter 890 - 107: Captain

Chapter 890: Chapter 107: Captain

The octopod moved, taking a few steps towards the direction of the Grand Scholar, licking its lips, saliva dripping to the ground. Just as it was about to exert force, it suddenly raised its head and quickly retreated. It smelled something more delicious, something strange, something enticing.

The octopod swiftly crawled into the passage where Qi Badao and his group were fleeing like a flying creature.

Zhang Yiqing’s face changed drastically, "Leave two people to continue, the rest follow me."

He led three Shadow Owls into the passage, no longer able to see the shadow of the evil creature.

However, screams echoed from deep within the underground palace.

The group quickened their pace, perhaps retreating was the wise choice, but the Night Patrol never chose that option.

The end of the passage led to a hall even bigger than the Burial Chamber in the underground palace, with a dome nearly twenty meters high. A giant oil lamp hung at its center, surrounded by rows of small oil lamps, all lit, yet emitting a ghostly blue cold fire.

Zhang Yiqing’s gaze sharpened as he saw Qi Badao. At this moment, he stood over three meters tall, bare-chested, his body bulging with large, deformed muscles, making him look like an evolved Fallen. His opponent was none other than the Evil Fetus.

Two Black Spade 3 stood behind him. Qu Fu’s right arm was severed at the elbow, a bloody mess, while Tai Yang’s stomach was pierced. He used one hand to cover the blood hole and tightened it with clothes, eyes full of frenzied resolve. They prided themselves as top Black Spade 3 warriors, yet couldn’t withstand a single blow from this small Evil Fetus.

Neither could Qi Badao. He merely held on better to injuries. In one round of attacks by the Evil Fetus, eight sharp claws stabbed dozens of holes into Qi Badao’s body. His bulging muscles squeezed the holes shut by brute force, barely bleeding a few drops. His Demon-slaying Saber pierced the evil creature’s torso frantically, purely fighting a battle of life and death.

The Evil Fetus, highly intelligent, was not in a hurry to devour but continually toyed with its prey, elevating the prey’s fear to its utmost. When despair emerged, it was the perfect time to devour.

The octopod braced itself on the ground, suddenly leaping back, landing beside the body of a Priest, its head opening wide to voraciously chew, eating while fighting.

The hall was littered with dozens of Cultist corpses, nearly all killed by the Evil Fetus. They became its first meal after its emergence from the womb.

Fellow-cultists with similar power sources were more suitable for its consumption and digestion.

The Evil Fetus sensed something different in Qi Badao’s body. Not only that, but the strange thing inside held nutrients it dearly craved, glancing at the annoying Zhang Yiqing as a threat, but not an important one.

Boom!

The evil creature’s body suddenly opened wide again, a pair of mucous-covered wings unfolding from its back.

As a servant of the Death God, it was destined to be an Angel at birth. However, being born prematurely caused a delay in its power and came at a cost.

But it was enough already! Suddenly, the evil creature became blurred.

Crack!

Tai Yang’s hand slipped down from his stomach, the bloody wound gaped open wide, and a waterfall of blood poured out. Qi Badao and Qu Fu turned abruptly, launching their attack, only to strike an afterimage, as Tai Yang’s headless body fell, his chest busted wide open.

In a flurry, the evil creature hid in the dim, flickering fire shadows, occasionally revealing itself with a rustling baby-like evil laugh. It clutched a still-beating heart, savoring it bite by bite, eyes mischievously watching the Night Patrol.

For a moment, in the hall, only the sound of the creature’s chewing echoed, yet it slammed like thunder upon the present members of the Night Patrol.

"Beast!" Qu Fu roared, ready to charge forward, only to be seized by Qi Badao.

Qi Badao’s eyes glowed red, he grabbed Qu Fu and hurled him toward the Grand Scholar, "Retreat! Everyone leave, I’ll be the rearguard."

"Captain Qi, I’ll stay to assist you, the others leave!" Zhang Yiqing said, his little uncle had asked him to watch this guy, if they escaped, how on earth could he pursue Celestial Principle later.

"Get lost, that’s the captain’s order, leave immediately!" Qi Badao growled, blocking the Evil Fetus in the shadows.

Zhang Yiqing halted his forward step, slashing open his own wrist. Using blood as a guide, the Holy Word Technique drained all his strength in an instant, "Heavenly Dao, protect, repel all evil."

This monster wielded Angel-level power, carrying the aura of Death God; even his Holy Word couldn’t suppress an embryo, let alone the current Evil Fetus.

Qu Fu bit down, years of rationality as a Night Patrol returned, he stood up and lifted the Grand Scholar with a single hand, "Go!"

He then took off, urging the three Shadow Owls to flee the way they came.

Qu Fu couldn’t resist but glance back. Qi Badao had completely turned into a monster. He unleashed his limits, breaking the seal and control of his Fallen state; though there had been concerns about a Fallen leading the team, he now felt he was the beast all along.

Power is not distinguished between good and evil, but people are.

The Evil Fetus fixated on Qi Badao, its gaze roving, slightly lamenting the abundance of delicious prey, yet this man was its genuine target, his body emanated an exquisite aroma beyond everything.

Its massive form blocked the entrance, Qi Badao having transformed into a nearly five-meter-tall grotesque figure...

Running, full speed sprinting, racing past that wicked altar, Qu Fu burst out of the underground palace. He and Tai Yang were assigned under Qi Badao, unhappy at first, among several captains, why Qi Badao? Qi Badao noticed but didn’t mind, frequently invited them for drinks, often saying if one day he became an uncontrollable monster, he hoped someone would cut off his head with the Demon-slaying Saber.

Everyone laughed, thinking he was joking, merely trying to lighten the mood.

Not avoiding his condition indeed put at ease the underlying unease.

Fresh wind brushed against Qu Fu’s face, as he set Zhang Yiqing on the ground, not far, a group was being led by two Night Patrols toward the town.

Looking at the other three Night Patrols, "You are not strong enough, do not make unnecessary sacrifices, take back the Grand Scholar, and inform Captain Meng of the situation."

Saying that, Qu Fu dove headlong into the massive tomb, leaving behind three gravely concerned Night Patrols. They said nothing, extending their hands simultaneously, two backs of the hands, one palm. The palm was of a relatively young Night Patrol, with a troubled face, the other two, older, exchanged glances, patted him on the back, "Take the Grand Scholar back."

After speaking, the two also followed in Qu Fu’s footsteps, plunging into the giant grave.

Qu Fu sprinted, death unimportant, but never could he leave the captain alone.

No concealment in his stance, his pupils turned pale; he was a top Black Spade 3 Night Patrol. Missing one arm was nothing, quickly tracing his steps back into the depths of the tomb.

He saw Qi Badao fallen to the ground, his monstrous body shrunk to about two meters, riddled with bloody holes, his muscles depleted, lost even the resilience after distortion, blood gushed like a fountain. The octopod evil creature lay over him, two front claws digging into his chest, rooting around.

It searched for something, a very special thing... Divinity, that was what attracted it.

Qu Fu’s eyes gaped in rage, a roar, Spiritual Ability erupted in full force, slashing forward. But halfway across, a suffocating darkness gripped his heart, his body losing control and collapsing directly.

Already mostly restored, the Evil Fetus wielded Angel strength, an insurmountable gap of a level. Just its aura suppressed a strong Four Lives Night Patrol into a plaything.

Its gaze returned to Qi Badao, and just then, Qu Fu, with his only left hand, drew the Hex Pistol, his will steely against the mental oppression of the Evil Fetus, pulling the trigger.

Clink, clink, clink...

Bullets imbued with the Power of Celestial Principle struck the evil creature, leaving just faint white marks.

The evil creature turned its head, annoyed at not locating the source of Divinity, ready to leap at a new prey when, suddenly, its lunging motion halted.

Qi Badao’s hands grasped the two claws reaching into his chest cavity, arms locking the Evil Fetus tightly, "You fool, why come back!"

Qu Fu couldn’t move, but a smile played on his face, "Captain..."

Suddenly, Qi Badao froze, Captain...

He found peace, clutching the creature fiercely.