Sisso-Grest. He didn't speak, nor did he push the door. He just stood there like a puppet or a corpse, facing the door motionless. "Principal Grace." Xia Yibing secretly handed Hitzfeld a red paper tube, held the revolver with both hands, and moved closer little by little. "Principal Grest...the prisoner...where is Aglaia? Where did you take her?" Hitzfeld looked down at the red paper tube and saw that there was a rotating component underneath it. There is an arrow pointing right painted on the assembly and another arrow pointing downward on the barrel. "...Principal Grace?" Xia Yibing's raised voice forced Hitzfeld to look up quickly. This time, she happened to witness the entire scene of Grace turning his head. The thin and tall old man turned his upper body without moving his feet at all, and the beard on his chin was moving.
No…that’s not a beard at all. Xia Yibing and Hitzfeld both saw clearly that the things they initially thought were beards were actually... a large tangled mass of pink and white flesh buds that were completely derived from the chin! "Boom!" Without waiting for the situation to deteriorate further, Xia Yibing pulled the trigger and fired two clean shots. One shot in the head and one in the heart. The impact of the bullet caused the upper body of "Grest" to fall backwards. But what shocked Xia Yibing was that its feet remained motionless. Judging from the changes in the robe, the lower half of the thing seemed to be completely different from the upper half. The upper half had clearly suffered a huge impact and even floated nearly half a meter sideways, but the lower half was still nailed there! They all hit the vital points. It's really a nightmare and he deserves to die. What on earth is this thing? "Send signal!" While loudly reminding the girl, Xia Yibing walked forward quickly, firing steadily as he walked, and poured the remaining four silver bullets into the opponent's body. "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" "Wow!" At the same time, Hitzfeld used his pistol to smash the window glass behind him - at the end of the corridor. He grabbed the lower end of the cylinder, twisted it to the right, and pulled it. With a "bang", a bright red spark shot out and exploded in the air. Then she quickly turned around and saw Xia Yibing throwing the pistol at the other person, taking a step forward, and pulling her hands back to make a gesture of drawing a sword. "puff……" "Zheng——" The pistol hit the opponent's face, which should have blocked most of its vision. The next moment, the corridor burst into the sound of blades, and a white light split the wooden stock in two. "Crack!"
It was a clean and neat move, and half of "Grest"'s head was cut off. "Hitzfeld!" She rushed over and kicked the thing in the waist while loudly warning the gray-haired girl. She could see clearly that the thing was not dead. The hood fell off, revealing a disgusting face covered with tumors and two dead white eyes. The left half of the face was shaved off, but a large amount of wriggling flesh instantly emerged and re-outlined the contour of the head. Hitzfeld rushed out long before she could remind him. She knew that Xia Yibing was doing this to buy her time and space to escape - because the corridor was blocked by this thing, and the windows all had iron bars and had to be locked, so if she wanted to escape quickly she had to force it back head-on. The two of them cooperated very skillfully, as if they had practiced it. They both thought that this would at least help them get out of trouble, but just when Hitzfeld rushed to two meters away from "Grest", it started to move. The facial features that had not reacted at all when Xia Yibing repeatedly hit the "vital parts" began to distort. The pair of bulging dead white eyeballs turned over the skin and flesh layer by layer, and instantly became as black as ink, quickly locking onto the gray-haired girl. "Hitzfeld...?" Xia Yibing had already rushed into the corridor. In her expectation, that kick had already kicked the monster three or four meters away, buying enough time for Hitzfeld to catch up. But when she turned around, what she saw was... the upper body of the monster twisted like a snake, and the face covered with fleshy beard opened its upper and lower jaws, opening wider and wider... It actually vomited out another hideous monster, whose entire body was made of rotten flesh, with only an upper body and no legs, and it just knocked Hitzfeld back. Chapter 65: Facing the King of the Sun As soon as Hitzfeld saw "Grest" open his mouth, he had a bad feeling. Reason told her that she should speed up and run over there. But the constant stinging pain in her left eye, this warning that even surpassed her own instincts, finally forced her to slow down her pace, so that the monster was still some distance away from her when it pounced, and she also had the opportunity to slightly adjust her position. Although he still couldn't dodge and was knocked out, at least he could actively slide his body farther to avoid being knocked to the ground by the monster. There was a loud "bang" sound. The hand with rotten flesh but also five sharp claws stabbed into the wooden board, but only hooked a part of Hitzfeld's skirt. With a "swish" sound, a piece of cloth from the black skirt was torn off. Not caring that her skirt had instantly become one-third shorter, Hitzfeld lay on her back and kicked the disgusting thing on the chin, while at the same time pushing the code book she was holding onto it to block the monster's second blow. "Clang!" The sharp claws collided head-on with the cover, making a grinding sound. Hitzfeld's eyes went dark, and he missed the book and it fell on his chest. The strength...is so great! I felt a sharp pain in my left arm, and I didn’t know if it was dislocated or broken. There was also a sharp pain in her chest, and she hoped it wasn't a broken rib. "Zheng——"
The knife light appeared again from the cracks in the monster's body. Xia Yibing turned back, unsheathed "Changxia", and resisted the nausea brought by the power of nightmare. She slashed at the connection between the rotten monster and "Grest", cutting off the slimy limbs that it had dragged out of the latter's mouth. She first glanced at "Grest" out of the corner of her eye. This weirdo... the part of its head that was cut off has not yet grown back, and at this moment it is still "twisted" there, motionless. The reason for using this adjective is that its waist is soft, and its entire upper body is trembling and swaying like a snake's body. Just no movement. What Xia Yibing wanted now was just its temporary silence. She focused her main energy on the rotten monster and slashed it with a knife. "Crack!" "what--!!!" The blade cutting into the spine and the shrill screams sounded almost simultaneously. A large amount of sticky blood burst out from the back of the rotten monster, spraying all over the woman's head and face. She didn't care about the risk of infection at all, and chopped the monster's back again and again, cutting it into a bloody mess. "Heh...!" Hitzfeld took the opportunity to kick his legs and slide out from underneath, retreating five or six meters away, leaning against the wall at the end of the corridor and gasping for breath. Xia Yibing leaped over the monster, turned around to protect Hitzfeld, and "Changxia" disappeared, breathing heavily. This is trouble. Seeing the rotten monster propping up its body and raising its head little by little, Xia Yibing also got goose bumps. Changxia's long sword was enough to cut through the barrier between illusion and reality when she used all her strength. But when she chopped this thing, her arm was numb from the shock, and she couldn't even cut it completely. The toughness of this flesh and bones. Can't go wrong. "It's the Corruptor," she said softly. The Corruptor? Is this the Corruptor? Hitzfeld narrowed his right eye, covered his left arm with his right hand holding the gun, and stared at the monster that looked up. This thing slightly resembled the nightmare monster she had first encountered, but upon closer inspection, it was indeed more humanoid. The thin shoulders were covered with flesh, and the ribs and chest were almost skin and bones. The lower abdomen was completely sunken, as if there were no internal organs at all. The arms were two huge claws that could drag on the ground when standing upright. Its head was unusually large. It resembled a giant smooth pebble covered with pink human skin. The entire upper part of its face, including its nose and cheekbones, was the same as that of a human, but it had no eyes—not even eye sockets. The area where the corresponding organs should have grown was smooth. The lower half of the face was completely distorted, and it looked like the upper jaw containing the teeth had grown crooked and extended directly forward from the mouth. The lower jaw had grown larger in order to continue closing with the upper jaw, and the originally smooth human-like teeth had become sharp. A tongue that was as rotten as the skin and hung all the way to the chest was trembling in it. Hitzfeld had already tried to imagine the Corruptor to be disgusting and terrifying. She had originally imagined the creature to be a Licker, but when she actually saw the Corruptor, she realized that Lickers were ten times cuter. This monster… you can see the outline of its pelvis from its deformed waist and abdomen. But the flesh-colored skin that was broken everywhere and exposed the rotten flesh underneath was loose below the pelvis - it was as if its lower body had not yet been fully formed, and the rotten flesh, pus, blood and bones were covered by a thin layer of skin underneath, like a bag filled with water that was constantly shaking.
Add to that the maggot-like flesh buds that are always emerging from the rotten meat and squirming, and the red and yellow pus that is constantly gushing out from the broken "bag" below. Oh shit. She couldn't help cursing in her heart. Forget about the nightmare threats. This thing itself is the biggest nightmare! "Pass!" The rotten monster used its huge claws to rub against the two people in this way. Hitzfeld's nerves tensed, and he pulled the blindfold off with his right hand. There were still bullets in her gun. It looks like Xia's attack was not fatal to it. Although it made it scream, which was enough to show that the damage was pretty good, but in such a small environment, the damage was far from enough. Because they are human beings, and the human body is too fragile compared to monsters. If they get touched, they will be injured. If they just fight with all their might, their chances of winning are very low. Then her last resort was... to enter that state and see if she could kill it with a silver bullet. After all, she had been able to kill a zombie with a brass bullet before, which was theoretically impossible. Maybe that state can autonomously target the enemy's weak points? Now all I can do is try it out... "That's all right, Mom." Just as Hitzfeld was prepared, a voice suddenly sounded from the corridor. "Dad is in there, don't you want to take revenge first?" The monster's movements paused, and the disgusting cloth bag, which resembled a long snake, squirmed back little by little. Hitzfeld and Xia Yibing were in varying degrees of shock. Call this monster mother... Could this corrupter be, O'Nya? Oenia Folland? "Aglaia." Xia Yibing narrowed her eyes and stared at the black-haired girl who came out of the corridor. "What did you do to Sisso-Grest?"
"What have you done?" Aglaia looked as if she had heard a joke. "Not to mention that Hiso-Grest is not worthy of being entrusted with a trust like yours, you have also recognized the wrong person." "Varied……" "Tell her who you are." Aglaia turned to look at the strange creature, which the two still believed to be "Grest".