Chapter 32 The Lightning of Slashing

The battle is not over yet.

Although a part of the enemy's tissue was cut off, that small piece of tentacle could definitely not cause fatal damage, and the enemy was not even seriously injured.

Luke whispered the secret words of [Shelter of the Wind] -

"Ventus"

A breeze swirled out from Luke's chest pocket, surrounding his body and making him move three times faster.

The cultist's tentacles swung in a disorderly manner due to the pain. Luke used the wind to nimbly distance himself from the cultist, leaving the tentacles' attack range, and went around to the other side of the Viper, using the vehicle as his cover.

The cultist in pain still retained some fighting spirit, and when he saw Luke dodge, he gave up the meaningless act of venting and retracted the tentacles into his body.

Then, Luke took the AR-47 out of the gun bag.

Although he had just won with [Lightning Flash], he was still very self-aware. With his physical fitness, he was basically an ordinary athletic high school student, and his close combat ability was almost non-existent without any training.

A blow like the one just now that could cut off the enemy in one blow was only a flash in the pan in a crisis. If you really got carried away and swung your straight knife into close combat with the opponent, you would be courting death.

However, with the AR-47 in hand, everything is different.

He raised his rifle and instinctively put the cultist who had just stood up into the crosshairs. Luke even had time to think that he should find a gym to learn close combat and swordsmanship.

"Bang, bang, bang"

Rapid gunfire rang out.

The headshot attack was ineffective, there was no toothache sensation, and the tentacles just now were sticking out from the abdomen again.

Therefore, Luke did not aim at the head again, but started directly from the lower abdomen, controlling a series of bullets to cause blood to splatter on the enemy's abdomen and chest.

Inside the tramp's body, Marco's alienated flesh was extremely flexible, and the bullets that had penetrated his body could no longer penetrate his body after most of their kinetic energy disappeared.

However, this body was badly damaged and if it continued like this, it would soon be unusable.

Ignoring the pain of having just lost some flesh and blood, he once again forced himself to mutate more flesh and blood, condensing a longer, larger, and thicker tentacle. It avoided the chest and abdomen where bullets were raining down, pierced the host's throat, and stretched out from the neck.

In Luke's vision, the cultist suddenly raised his head, and then a tentacle rushed out. Only a little flesh remained connected to his body, and his head drooped limply on his back.

Then, the new tentacle covered with tumors swung out a red blood line in the air and came over diagonally.

Luke, who was already prepared, was not as nervous as he was the first time he was attacked by the tentacles. He crouched down and hid behind the Viper, using the vehicle as a cover. He turned the muzzle of his gun and fired bullets towards the tentacles.

Although he had not counted when he just shot, his mastery of the rifle made him instinctively know that there were about twelve or thirteen bullets left in the magazine.

The opponent's tentacles specifically avoid bullets, so they should not be invulnerable. These bullets are enough!
[Thunder Flash] was bitten in the mouth, and the tiny arc of electricity jumped on the blade, making Luke's vision seem brighter.

7.62 rushed towards the tentacles with the smell of gunpowder, like bullet ants biting their prey one after another, constantly making the falling tentacles twitch and slow down.

In just one or two seconds, Luke had emptied all the remaining bullets in the magazine!

The tentacles that the cultist condensed for the second time also became somewhat weak and powerless, looking like a lazy python that had just had a full meal. Even the huge kinetic energy it carried during the swing was reduced a lot.

"Scutum"!
Under Luke's control, a triangular shield appeared on the upper side, blocking the tentacle's falling trend and causing it to stop in mid-air.

Luke let go of the rifle and let it fall to the ground. He raised his right hand and grabbed the black wooden handle. Facing the almost static tentacles, Luke raised the knife above his head and chose a more powerful and accelerated slash!
The black knife light mixed with lightning arcs flashed again!
Even the high temperature burning caused by the lightning arc could not completely seal the wound of such a thick tentacle. A large amount of red blood gushed out like a fountain from the broken tentacle, dyeing the triangular transparent energy shield into a specific shape visible to the human eye.

The knife flashed and fell, and along with it fell a section of tentacle that was longer and thicker than before.

Under the loyal protection of the shield, not a drop of blood fell on Luke.

grace!

The cultist felt the pain and quickly retracted the remaining tentacles.

"How awful."

Inside the homeless man's body, Marco's condition was already very bad.

At the 2nd level, he already possessed such a magical ability to change his body state, which showed how powerful the [Worm Walker] was. However, there was no such thing as a free lunch in the world, especially in the extraordinary world. The more powerful one was, the more severe the price and backlash would be.

What’s more, this is a cultist’s extraordinary sequence that is famous for its madness?

Having lost part of his body twice, he can no longer suppress his madness with reason. In other words, he has fallen into evil.

Luke poked his head out from behind the Viper and found the cultist standing there in a daze, with blood gushing out of his chest and abdomen. Then, through his bullet-torn clothes, he saw that his abdomen was beginning to bulge abnormally, with his belly sticking up high, as if he was ten months pregnant.

Then, his belly, which was pushed to the limit, continued to expand outward, as if a wriggling python was trying to stretch his belly open.

While observing, Luke took out the magazine from the gun bag and replaced it with his hands without looking at the gun.

With a "puff" sound, the cultist's stomach burst, and a worm that looked like the worm that had just been shot into the viper broke out of his abdomen. It was the mature form of the "Tazo Worm", the monster that was transformed after the fall of Marco the Worm Walker.

The [Tazo Worm], which had just said hello to the world, had not yet pulled its tiny tail away from the tramp's body, but it greedily stretched its body back, and the mouthparts on its head that looked like rotten cauliflower began to suck the host's flesh and blood.

Ugly!
The monster seemed to have no memory of the previous battle and did not attack him immediately.

Luke did not shoot. Instead, he squatted down quietly and took out a grenade from his gun bag.

After observing for a moment, he pulled the safety and threw it in the direction of the worm.

The distance between the two was very close, and although the grenade was not thrown into the overlapping mouth of the [Tazo Worm] by luck, it still fell not far below.

"boom"

As the grenade exploded, the AR-47 in Luke's hand also made a sound. Before the smoke from the explosion had dissipated, a magazine of bullets had been emptied.

Luke slowly reloaded his AR-47, and this time he was less nervous.

Because the panel has given the message——

"Kill a Level 2 spiritual creature"

"Acquired the skill - Flesh and Blood Manipulation"

"The skill has a very low match with the host. Do you want to consume 50 points of spiritual essence to change and assimilate the skill?"

(End of this chapter)