Chapter 784: Chapter 379: Hey, I’m Back Again, Die For Me! (Happy National Day Everyone)
She stared into the empty void ahead, silent and wordless.
The guy known as Disaster, coupled with his earlier actions and imposing aura, made her think Brian was a domineering, iron-blooded man.
The woman sneered disdainfully.
“Ha, Los Angeles Jerry!
I’m ashamed to be of the same kind as you!”
She turned around to look behind her.
While she was in the midst of a mental storm, a presence approached from behind, now close enough to make out some details.
It appeared to be a Beastman-like humanoid creature.
However, its head seemed to have been bitten, missing a piece, and its body was covered in dense, pitch-black hair. Its right arm was missing, only the left arm intact, dragging down to the ankles, looking fierce and brutal.
The most disgusting part was its incomplete head.
Inside were densely packed squirming worms that looked tremendously nauseating.
Seeing clearly the creature’s appearance, the woman chuckled lightly, “Ryan, your gross head has a lot more worms now. Do you like the gift I left you?”
Ryan glared at the woman, his eyes blazing red: “It’s you again! You disgusting bandit, damned thief, a maggot from that bitch of the Blood Moon… The stuff from those people in Mexico, did you put that on me?”
The woman stretched out a finger made of swirling lines, placed it to her lips, and made a shushing sound: “That was me, so what, are you going to kill me again?”
She burst out laughing:
“You, a slave of the Blood Moon, a pitiful worm, do you have the power to kill me?
Don’t be so agitated.
I merely left some dog food on those people in Mexico, and like a dog that smelled shit, you couldn’t help but devour them all. Can you blame me for that?”
Ryan did not give the woman another chance to mock him.
He roared angrily, his pitch-black hair swirling madly, instantly blocking the surrounding dimensions, transforming into a waterfall of hair, sweeping toward the woman.
The woman knew she was no match for Ryan.
A cold flash passed through her eyes as her body, composed of countless lines, violently exploded, attempting to escape from Ryan’s blockade.
What were originally invisible dimensional spaces now seemed nailed down by Ryan’s hair, turning into impenetrable walls, locking down the fleeing woman completely.
The pitch-black lines that only Brian could shatter using the Rule Power of Destruction and Death, under Ryan’s sweeping hair, fractured one by one, weak as if cooperating.
Those shattered lines transformed into endless black dots that voluntarily fused into Ryan’s body, turning into swarms of tiny insects, madly rushing towards Ryan’s damaged head, parasitically latching on and sucking his brain matter, driving him into fits of insane screams, his consciousness becoming increasingly unstable.
Countless voices of the woman then echoed in Ryan’s mind:
A slave is always a slave.
Even though your life form is two whole ranks higher than mine, in face of the Mother Goddess’s granted origin power, you are still effortlessly defeated.”
Ryan clutched his head, gasping heavily.
Suppressing intense pain and anger, he laughed heartily:
“If you’re really that powerful, why have you been hiding like a rat all these years!
Yes, I indeed am a slave of the Blood Moon!
How much better could you be?
After the fall of the Blood Moon.
To resurrect, the origin power turned into seeds scattered across the Infected Land.
You are just one of those seeds.
We slaves still have a chance to transcend.
But you fruits are destined to become sacrifices.
Ryan sneered sharply:
“Fool, from the moment you thought you found my weakness and turned the origin power into worms to gnaw at my brain, you were destined to become my food.
Everything you know came from my memories!
What made you think I truly couldn’t kill you?”
Ryan roared to the heavens.
The myriad parasites inhabiting Ryan’s head all looked up blankly, sensing imminent doom.
Ryan no longer gave her a chance.
Ryan stepped forward, his form already appearing within an ethereal river made of countless light points.
Ryan’s massive Beastman form, within this river, was like a small boat.
The river water washed over him.
A multitude of parasites on his damaged head let out pained howls.
Listening to the howls, Dragon felt immensely gratified.
He had discovered the existence of this Favored of the Blood Moon, wildly overjoyed.
Escaping from the control of Blood Moon Relics was his dream.
But to Plunder the origin of the Blood Moon, inheriting all of the Blood Moon Relics, was a path to ascend to heavens.
The prey that he intentionally lured to this Life Planet was nothing.
After taking action, Ryan sadly discovered that although the other party hadn’t fully grown yet, their Rule Origin power was strong, and he couldn’t kill the adversary, instead getting severely injured by the other using origin power on his weakness, causing his consciousness to become fragmented and incomplete.
What troubled Ryan even more was that the opponent’s Rule Ability was mysterious, capable of endlessly resurrecting from parasites, nearly rule-immortal, never to fall.
Since then, Ryan had been contemplating how to kill this Favored of the Blood Moon and Plunder the Blood Moon Origin Power on him.
He had really found a way.
Countless worms wailed: “How can you hurt me!”
Ryan laughed heartily: “Fool, you’ve devoured my memories, you should know, the properties of the Time-Space River, your Rule Power can travel with me in the Time-Space River because its status is high enough, but you, a waste who hasn’t even transcended, following here will only have your consciousness erased, becoming nutrients for this river!”