Dual wielding volcanoes, killing through the west

Burning all these bacteria... is that all the task assigned by my supervisor completed?

"Ok?"

Yinshuang noticed something amiss: a strange strain of bacteria was spreading and growing in the gaps between the floor tiles, penetrating the tiles and seeping into the lower layers.

The skin and flesh had been completely shredded by the wolf just minutes ago.

The internal organs were completely emptied by the Ruofu during its high-powered operation.

And his head... was also smashed into a pulp by Zhang Renfeng. At first glance, Newman was dead beyond dead. Apart from a skeleton, there was no physical matter left on his body.

However, the source of this strain happened to be his spine.

Having absorbed cerebrospinal fluid, it exhibits a unique golden color, presenting a completely different texture from the surrounding dark red fungal flowers.

An ominous premonition arose spontaneously.

"Everyone!" she stood up and said, "It seems like something's not right..."

……

"Boom————!!!"

The next instant, the floor tiles shattered, and a colossal creature effortlessly tore apart the boundary between the ground and the underground, as easily as tearing off a white sheet covering it. The distant thunder mingled with its hoarse roar, leaving everyone bewildered.

In an instant, Ren threw out his grappling hook, hooked it onto the second-floor railing, and with a powerful push of his legs, leaped away from the center of the battlefield. Wolf, on the other hand, easily jumped up, gracefully leaning back and turning around, and landed some distance away.

Only Zhang Renfeng, with a fierce expression, neither dodged nor evaded, but simply tilted his head back and delivered a powerful headbutt! With a loud bang, he shattered the flying stone! His feet seemed rooted to the spot, blocking Yinshuang from being injured by the flying rubble.

……

Frankenstein's figure slowly emerged from the smoke.

It was a full six meters long and more than three times the size of Zhang Renfeng. Its visual impact was extraordinary—Zhang Renfeng could barely make out that it had the head of a wolf, but its mouth had been sawed off and replaced with the short snout of a crocodile. Next to a pair of wolf ears were a pair of argali horns, making it look like the incarnation of a demon.

Its head alone is so complex in composition, and its body is even more heavy!

Zhang Renfeng couldn't identify the animal's torso, only that it had three pairs of limbs: bear claws on top, crocodile limbs below, bear limbs sewn onto its lower body, and two pairs of vulture wings sewn onto its back. Two wild boar tusks protruded from its mouth, making the whole thing look even more chaotic!

A hodgepodge?

"Ha ha ha ha……"

At the back of the neck, mycelium began to grow continuously, transforming into a head that resembled Newman's half-human form, but only three-quarters of it.

“Spinal cord…” Silver Frost realized, “He hid his consciousness in the spinal fluid!”

"Now, no matter what you say to me, I won't be surprised." Zhang Renfeng assumed a fighting stance again and said in a deep voice, "What spinal cord stuff? Just die!"

"it's over!"

He… or rather, “it” let out a scream that was no longer human: “Go, Frankenstein! Tear them apart!”

……

……

The monster didn't respond; it just stood there blankly, its grand entrance followed by a period of daze.

"How...how could this happen, Frankenstein!" Newman was furious. "Listen to my orders—!"

……

“NO——————!!!”

Frankenstein suddenly opened his massive jaws and roared out a single, powerful, and awe-inspiring word.

It... or rather, it suddenly turned around, charged forward, smashed through the wall, and ran wildly into the torrential rain.

Chapter 455: A Beast from the Future

An unexpected change occurred, and everyone who was prepared for battle became somewhat suspicious. After such a domineering appearance, it would feel like something was missing if they didn't immediately follow up with some throwing and biting techniques.

But the truth is, Frankenstein had no intention of fighting them; he even had ideas that were completely contrary to Newman's.

This guy's strength truly exceeded everyone's expectations; with this one slam, he smashed open the temple doors, exposing this body—a physique that wouldn't look out of place even in a mythological story—to the public.

Screams rang out one after another in the rainy night.

"What's going on? That...that thing..." Ren was at a loss for words to describe the creature he had just seen. "Is it alive? Does it have its own will? In the end, isn't it just a monster pieced together from animal limbs? How could that be!"

What's even more amazing is that this monster is of very high quality.

Unlike those creatures born from human experimentation in horror novels who, upon waking, kill two people for fun, he didn't do anything despite the many screaming targets in the street. Instead, he spread his two pairs of black wings and, half-flying and half-running, headed away from the town.

His physique was imposing, yet he walked on two legs, and when he ran, he made no sound whatsoever; only the whooshing of his wings could be heard. Such a colossal creature, moving silently and swiftly through the streets, would likely frighten the faint of heart of those who lacked willpower upon first sight.

"Tao?" Wolf was the first to realize something was wrong, his voice rising abruptly. "He seems to be heading towards Tao's lab!"

……

why?

There wasn't even time to think, because that guy's speed was unexpectedly fast, and the journey to the mountain was much shorter than expected! In an instant, Frankenstein had become a ghostly figure moving at lightning speed amidst the thunder and rain.

Ren took a few steps and, in the instant he leaped into the air, swung out his grappling hook, which caught the spire of the sanctuary.

While he kept muttering about how inhuman Zhang Renfeng and wolves were, this guy's own hidden stats were actually quite high. He climbed up the slightly protruding roof in no time. Then, he kept using his grappling hook, which was faster than running.

Needless to say, the wolf had vanished the moment she finished speaking.

"Do you need my help?" Zhang Renfeng stopped and asked her casually, "I mean, wearing leather armor and chainmail makes running quite tiring. If you don't mind, I can carry you across."

Yinshuang imagined the scene and felt a chill run down her spine. She quickly shook her head and said, "No need. I'll find a way to get here myself. Let's meet at the lab."

Seeing her resolute attitude, Zhang Renfeng didn't say anything more. He squatted down slightly and started running in an instant! His running movements were like a human locomotive, starting with a "thump" sound, strong and powerful, each step landing heavily, leaving a straight hole in the rain.

Looking around, the sanctuary suddenly became empty, leaving only broken walls, scattered stones on the ground, and a pile of charred corpses.

"Sigh..." Silver Frost sighed deeply, pressed her finger to her lips, and whistled.

A brown Tennessee horse suddenly appeared from somewhere, trotted up to her, and nuzzled her arm.

Compared to warhorses like the Alden or Turkmen, it is slightly smaller and its brown mane is not as eye-catching. However, its advantage lies in its "old age." An old horse knows the way and recognizes people. With just a gentle whistle, it can be summoned from any place.

"Only you... will always be with me." Silverfrost stroked its head, mounted its horse, and said, "Radish, let's go!"

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"Drip, drip, drip..."

"Didi-di-di, di-di-di!"

The filament flickered violently. Tito had already walked a long way up the mountain, and the more he walked, the more he wanted to curse. A vulgar phrase starting with F was about to slip out of his mouth.

Going up the mountain in the middle of the night is already exhausting enough, and you can't even see the road clearly, let alone being caught in a thunderstorm. The rain was as heavy as a burst well, pelting your face. Forget about makeup and hairstyle; in this kind of heavy rain, anyone with long hair would look like a ghost.

There was also something in my ear that sounded like a time bomb, beeping incessantly, as if it might explode at any moment, which made me extremely anxious.

"Boom————!!"

A bolt of lightning struck a tree less than ten meters in front of her, instantly turning it into a branding red.

"What incredible power..."

Tito was astonished by the power contained in the lightning, feeling as if his hair was about to stand on end.

She dared not linger and quickly stuck the third lightning rod into the mud next to the dead tree with one hand. They say lightning doesn't strike the same place twice, but no one can guarantee anything about probability. What if she was just that unlucky?

With all three lightning rods in place, Tito flicked the rain off his face and muttered under his breath, "I'm never taking this kind of job again. What 'experiencing local customs'? I've fallen for his trick. The reimbursement for the other eye is still in the process of processing. Screw it... Once I get back, I'm going to throw the report in his face!"

But her complaints didn't last long, because soon, a dark, fast-moving object caught her attention.

At this moment, she was on a small hill, directly opposite the laboratory. The bipedal creature with a bear's body, a wolf's head, and two pairs of wings was charging towards the laboratory—all of this was reflected clearly in her left eye.

"Oh no!" Tito gasped, exclaiming in alarm, "My prize money!"

Since it was a desolate place where no one could see her, she steeled herself and jumped off the mountain.

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"boom----!!"

Without warning, they broke through the wall, knocking over a wooden table leaning against it, scattering the manuscripts and ink on it.

Along with the rain, besides billowing dust, drifted in a terrifying silhouette. Two pairs of wings slowly opened and rose, its enormous body compared to humans, its human-like posture, and its claws and forelimbs completely unlike those of humans, bringing the uncanny valley effect to its extreme.

Reed was already dizzy from the shock, and when he saw this thing, he was completely terrified.

His artistic style reveals that he is someone bound by rules and regulations, making it hard to imagine him as someone who transcends the norm. The mere sight of Dover after eating the mushroom was enough to drive him half-mad; now, seeing this super-mutated Frankenstein, he is utterly dumbfounded, speechless.

On the contrary, Tao remained rational about everything that was happening before his eyes.

Rather, his attention wasn't focused on "what broke in," but rather on what damage this guy's intrusion had caused him.

“My manuscript—!” he screamed, his voice filled with frustration. “That’s the calculation draft for a two-stroke engine, I’ve been working on it for ages!”

……

The monster lowered its head slightly, its eyes, whose nature was now indistinguishable, staring directly at him.

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“Tao A. Reis…threat…erasure…” He squeezed out these words from the throat of a beast with an extremely rough voice, “Your death will make humanity the greater self!”

Chapter 456: Move, Icarus!

"Boom—!!"

A loud bang came from outside.

A bolt of lightning was caught and struck the iron tower standing outside the laboratory—or more precisely, the central pillar with the metal coil wrapped around it. The burst of current, forming a sharp, arcing arc, resembled a blue spark poised to explode at any moment, and quickly disappeared along the direction of the tower pillar.

Tao's expression was filled with surprise. For a moment, it seemed as if he had escaped from this reality and fallen back into the world of numbers and formulas. But he quickly came to his senses and immediately turned to the control panel beside him—or rather, a cabinet with the middle cut open to house a metal workbench, containing wrenches and indicator lights representing various functions.

"This is my 7199th experiment..." Tao murmured to himself, opening his eyes as if he had staked everything on it, thinking to himself, "Icarus, move! Get moving!"

Having performed the operation 7198 times, Tao knew exactly where each wrench was located. He didn't waste a second, completing the entire operation in an instant. A deafening sound erupted from inside the building, as if something had exploded. Then, the laboratory was plunged into darkness as all the lights went out.

Mycelium cannot have vision. Theoretically, it needs to access the host's vision to observe the surrounding environment. This switch between light and dark made it pause for a moment.

……

Without warning, two beams of light emanated from beneath the white cloth.

It appeared exceptionally bright in this darkness, as if it could pierce through the roof and tear apart the oppressive thunderstorm!

"*&$#@——!!"

A string of unintelligible electronic noises came from under the white cloth, like a murmur or like words that had been broken and reassembled.

A metallic arm slowly rose, its hand and fingers structure perfectly mimicking a human's, as if simply draped in a metallic coat—almost too intricate. Yet, with the stiffness unique to mechanical structures, the arm emitted a strange grinding sound, grabbed the white cloth covering it, and yanked it off!

"what!!!"

Reed's worldview was once again shaken and shattered—fortunately, it wasn't the first time. He got used to hanging out with these amazing people after a while.

Tao's design of the "limbs" was exceptionally meticulous; its hands and feet were very similar to those of humans, only longer. However, the limbs and head appeared crudely made, resembling a cylindrical metal bucket with three layers nested together, looking as if it had been directly detached from the engine of a train.

As for the head... it's clear that Tao tried to make it as human-like as possible, but what he ultimately created was a pear-shaped creature that resembled nothing else. The eyes were two large lamps that emitted light in the darkness, and all other organs were missing, leaving only a vocal organ embedded in the face.

The beam of light in its eye moved slowly and shone on Frankenstein.

“(@＃=@……!!”

Icarus quickened its pace, and it was unclear what was driving its body, but it seemed to immediately understand its position and the meaning of the life that the Creator had given it on this night.

At first, it walked unsteadily, staggering as if it might fall at any moment.

But it quickly adapted to the rhythm, and the gauges embedded in its chest began to rotate from left to right, representing its current output. From within its metal shell came a sound like a train whistle, and the thumping sounds of its metal feet hitting the ground became increasingly frequent and rapid.

Like raindrops relentlessly pattering against a window.

"Thump—!!"

Metal and flesh.

Two forbidden beings, born from forbidden experiments, collided violently as if trying to embrace each other. Frankenstein roared and slammed his hand on Icarus's pear-shaped head, shattering the small light bulb on its head, but it still couldn't stop the other's momentum.

The two creations crashed through the already flimsy laboratory wall from the other side and fell back into the rainy night.

"Tao!?" Tito, already soaked to the bone, slid into the lab, got up without hesitation, and exclaimed, "You...you're alright?"

"boom!"