Chapter 118 117: Hive Lord, Corpse Slaughter, Bloodline
Facing the tyrannical aura of the Silver-White Tyrant that poured down like a physical substance, the [Myriad Skeleton Mad Dragon] perched atop the ruins—Ghost Prison.
Not only did it show no hint of fear, but from its massive eye sockets composed of countless compound eyes, an even more twisted light of greed erupted!
Every tiny eye was trembling and focusing, as if it wanted to brand Lilith's current perfect form into the deepest depths of its frenzied consciousness.
Every Hive Lord Hunter possesses the ability to create their own unique [Guard].
They are extensions of their power, their personal bodyguards!
And at this moment, in Ghost Prison's eyes, this Silver-White Tyrant, radiating supreme pressure and fused with multiple top-tier genes, was undoubtedly the most perfect [Guard] embryo he had ever dreamed of!
As long as he could devour, analyze, and reorganize her power, her genes, and her mode of existence to create a powerful [Guard] that obeyed only him, then he would no longer fear any life form in the entire world.
"You are very powerful... powerful enough to be mouth-watering..."
A raspy hiss, a mixture of ten million voices, squeezed out of Ghost Prison's giant mouth filled with sharp teeth, carrying undisguised possessiveness.
"But—"
"Ssh—!"
It didn't even manage to finish the last syllable of its "but."
A slender, condensed, dark red line, so fast that the mind could not capture it, traversed the thousand-meter void between it and Lilith without warning!
There was no earth-shattering roar, only a slight "ssh" sound that was almost negligible.
Time seemed to be infinitely stretched at this moment.
Ghost Prison's massive, deformed body was striking a pose of proclamation and ascension to godhood.
However, within its compound eye vision composed of ten million eyes, it only had time to capture that fleeting dark red trajectory.
The next moment—
"Puff... Crash!!!"
Before the unimaginable pain could fully transmit to its chaotic conscious center, its body had already been split in two from the very center by that dark red line with incomparable smoothness!
The cut was as smooth as a mirror; not a single drop of blood or an extra scream could splash out.
Dark red Blood-Lightning, like a school of piranhas smelling blood, frantically sprouted, spread, and bored into the cut surface!
Destroying every inch of the organizational structure that attempted to reconnect!
"Boom—!!!"
The left and right halves of the giant body, neatly sliced, lost their support and crashed down toward the sides!
An instant kill?
No.
"Gurgle... Gurgle..."
The sound of scalp-numbing, slippery palms groping and scratching in the mud was clearly audible.
Almost at the same moment the body hit the ground, countless hands frantically burst out from within those two giant flat surfaces! They grasped toward each other!
Countless arms, accompanied by the pulling of palms, intertwined, tugged, and locked together. Using the most primitive and crude surgical sutures, the purple-black flesh within the two body halves surged and fused frantically along the bridge formed by countless arms!
Bones made tooth-gritting sounds as they reset, and severed fascia and blood vessels automatically sought each other out for reconnection like living things!
Under the wash and active rejection of such massive and pure life force, the dark red Blood-Lightning was actually forced out and annihilated bit by bit!
The whole process was incredibly fast!
In just a breath or two, that massive thing that had been split in two and should have been dead was forced back together by the frantic pulling of countless arms and the active fusion of flesh!
Feeling its restored body, Ghost Prison split open that hideous, abyssal giant mouth and laughed.
"Do you see! This is my divine body! An indestructible divine body! As long as there is a shred of frenzied thought in Tokyo, as long as there is a drop of flesh and blood energy, I can be reborn infinitely!"
"And every time you attack, every time you cause damage, it will only make me more familiar with this power, more adapted to the pain, and even stronger!"
Just after speaking, Ghost Prison's heart trembled, and it suddenly raised its head. Ten million compound eyes stared fixedly at the Silver-White Tyrant, who had flashed to the high sky directly above it at some point and was quietly looking down at everything.
Four crimson vertical pupils collided across the air with ten million chaotic human eyes. The invisible pressure made Ghost Prison fly into a rage!
"You can't kill me! Your attacks will only make me stronger!"
Ghost Prison roared, driving its newly reorganized body and that deformed dragon claw, carrying the brute force to crush mountains and purple-black frenzied energy, to strike fiercely at Lilith above its head!
He wanted to catch her, dismember her, and completely transform her into his Guard!
However—
The Silver-White Tyrant's response was another display of pure Speed and power suppression that exceeded its reaction limits!
Just as the deformed giant claw was about to touch Lilith, Lilith's body pressed down, and her right forelimb, covered in silver-white Exoskeleton, pressed downward.
There was no flashy release of energy, no charging up; it was merely a physical strike carrying over four hundred points of strength.
"Bang!!!!!!!!"
With a dull thud, the ground shook, and at that moment, the gravel shattered into granules.
Ghost Prison's aggressively grabbing giant claw, along with its upper body that it had just raised, was hit under this seemingly casual press as if struck head-on by a meteorite, smashing back toward the ground at an even faster Speed!
"Boom—!!!"
This impact was a hundred times more violent than the previous fall!
Centering on Ghost Prison's landing point, an invisible air shockwave ravaged the surrounding buildings that had been reduced to ruins.
The remaining base of the Tokyo Tower and the nearby subway structures completely collapsed and were buried in the loud noise!
Ghost Prison's newly reorganized Torso was flattened by nearly a third by this single slap!
Countless scales covering the body surface, pieced together from palm bones, shattered and flew off inch by inch under the massive force, revealing the purple-black flesh frantically writhing and regenerating underneath.
But just as it had said, this terrifying injury was not fatal.
As soon as those shattered skeletal palm scales fell off, more new skeletal palms immediately burst out from the churning flesh below.
They extended, hardened, and covered the flesh surface again, forming an outer armor that looked even thicker and more hideous.
Its flattened head also quickly returned to its original shape amidst the surging flesh and the creaking of bones, and ten million compound eyes refocused, locking onto the Silver-White Tyrant in the air as she slowly retracted her forelimb.
Two rounds, two seemingly fatal blows, two incredible recoveries, and after each Recovery, that purple-black aura seemed to become more solid, and the body's vitality became wilder.
Lilith hovered in the air, her four crimson vertical pupils calmly watching the monster in the pit below as it rapidly repaired itself.
The excitement in her eyes was gradually replaced by a deeper, colder greed.
"A Corpse Slaughter-level body, Bloodline-level vitality and Recovery ability, and the Hive Lord path itself."
She tilted her head, which was covered by a crest, slightly, and cold red light flickered in her four vertical pupils, as if she were admiring a perfect piece of art.
"Not a bad concept."
"Forcibly fusing the collective sustenance of the Hive Lord, the individual extremity of the Corpse Slaughter, and the life resilience of the Bloodline."
"Targeted strengthening by enduring attacks, adapting to damage, and consuming Hive reserves to achieve passive evolution during battle."
