Chapter 73: Man-Eater (3)
I feel the rugged ground with my whole body. Its coldness is being transferred to me. I turn my face down and slightly shake my body. My brain is a mess. I desperately keep my calm despite the black emotions that swirl in my mind like a muddy stream.
“Kukuku, what’s wrong? Are you done already, Vampire?”
I don’t move. I keep down, as if I’m dead.
It’s not that―― I can’t move. I still have some power. I just lack the physical means to move.
I haven’t lost yet. I can survive. I encourage my dispirited heart and look for a chance to win. Normally, poison doesn’t work on the body of the Undead. Neither a paralytic poison nor a hypnotic poison. Even a deadly poison that can instantly kill living beings with a single drop does not have any effect. Whatever Man-Eater threw at me was closer to a digestive juice or an acid than poison, it’s something that can physically melt an object.
My arm that was hit with his needles was instantly numbed and disappeared. I suspect that this poison is quite toxic. How truly terrifyingly wicked. If he has enough power to melt a lump of iron, there’s no use in protecting my head with an iron helmet. This is completely impossible to defend against for the first-timer. I wonder if Senri could deal with this.
Defeating him from a long distance away might be the best solution. It’s the means of attack I cannot use.
The pain is already beyond my consciousness. When I close my eyes and concentrate, I can feel this strange poison progressively eat into my body.
It’s melting my meat little by little. Until now, I have lost my body several times. The first time was when I was left as just a head, but I’m already used to the feeling of my body regenerating.