Chapter 1038: Chapter 647, Demon Embryo
Fang Hao was surrounded by the undead every day.
He had also done his fair share of grave digging and tomb entering.
But the scene before him truly startled him.
It wasn’t the fear of corpses, nor was it the disgust at the flesh and blood around him.
It was that the scene made one’s heart tremble, extremely unaccustomed.
He was even more unable to guess what these demons were up to.
Inside the mountain, a large hole had been hollowed out.
The white muscles, like vines crawling over the rock walls, were filled with human grapes.
He suppressed the tension in his heart.
Controlling the Thunder Spirit, he continued to fly toward the belly of the mountain.
Besides the eerie quiet, there was peace inside.
The interior was still filled with various corpses, mostly orcs and humans.
Even a few, distinctly dressed as transmigrators, could be seen.
They too were hung upside down from the ceiling, but their bodies were dried up, obviously having been dead for a long time.
The human corpses must have been left by the militia members of the Mountain-Sea Alliance from the previous time.
They were used as some sort of sacrificial nutrients.
Continuing further inside, the number of corpses around him increased, and the oppressive atmosphere thickened.
Finally, Fang Hao saw what he was looking for.
At the end of the cave, there was a massive stone platform.
The surface of the platform was wrapped in layers of flesh membranes, appearing like an altar in outline.
From the membranes, countless muscle and blood vessels extended.
They connected to a massive flesh embryo in the center.
Through the outer layer, he could vaguely see a human form inside….
“Holy shit!!”
Fang Hao exclaimed in his heart.
He had thought that these demons were crafting some horrifying monster with the collected corpses.
Yet he hadn’t imagined that such a massive undertaking with a huge number of dead was actually nurturing a person?
Perhaps not a person, but it possessed a human outline.
He was about to disperse the Thunder Spirit.
Suddenly, a voice came from the embryo.
“Are you here to kill me? Did I do something wrong?”
The voice was very crisp, like that of a child before his voice changes.
Fang Hao was stunned, his gaze returned to the embryo, and the figure inside moved slightly.
The Thunder Spirit was a scouting magic and could not speak.
The voice of the embryo rang out again, “Did I do something wrong? If possible, could you please not kill me.”
The voice was choked with sobs and pleading.
“I don’t know where this is, I also don’t know what I did wrong, but if you don’t kill me, I’ll do anything, please, I just woke up, I haven’t seen what this world looks like yet, I don’t want to die, please….”
The plea was very sincere.
It was like a child who didn’t yet understand what was happening, filled with worry and fear about everything that was about to occur.
Fang Hao looked deeply at it, then let the Thunder Spirit scatter and disappear.
…
Outside the stone door.
Fang Hao frowned, rubbing his somewhat swollen brow.
“Damn, what a monster!!”
Not only did the Thunder Spirit hear the voice, but outside the door, Fang Hao, who controlled the Deomn Doll, also heard the embryo’s pleading voice inside.
It was as if the voice was ringing in your heart.
“Sir, did you hear something?” Demitrija came closer again.
“A voice begging for mercy?”
“Yes, the Bound Spirit Guardians around also heard this voice, as if it was speaking to everyone,” Demitrija said.
“There are bodies hanging everywhere inside, these bodies are nurturing an embryo….” Fang Hao briefly recounted what he had seen.
Demitrija’s pupils also contracted slightly, surprised by Fang Hao’s description.
“Sir, you mean, the embryo contains a newly emerged life… should we wait and see?” Demitrija asked softly.
Fang Hao flashed a smile and said, “No need, have you forgotten? We transmigrators can see the information on troops and heroes; that’s not a new life at all but merely trying to buy time.”
If the Thunder Spirit hadn’t flown in,
perhaps Fang Hao would have been somewhat hesitant, after all, the voice and plea sounded like an innocent child caught in the crimes of their parents.
But having seen its information, he dismissed those concerns.
[Demon Filth – Tanelsek (Reviving)].
Demons are adept at bewitching and deceiving people.
Records of demons beguiling various leaders are not uncommon.
This is also why demons have become the enemy of all races.
Moreover, the ‘Reviving’ indicated above signified that this demon was slowly regaining its power through this ritual.
All it said was merely to buy itself time.
“Ah! Sir, shall we attack directly then?” Demitrija continued to ask.
Fang Hao nodded and said, “You don’t need to go in, to avoid any danger. Let the forces go and attack that embryo at the very back.”
“Yes, sir.”
Demitrija nodded and immediately issued an order to the soldiers.
Soon, the undead army that had gathered at the doorway began to charge inside,
slashing at the body grapes along the way, all the way to the very back.
…
“Roar! Damn you, you damned undead, you ugly, lowly souls.”
Another angry roar filled everyone’s minds.
It made their brains buzz.
The voice was no longer that of a pleading child, but had become hoarse and filled with rage.
Crash!!
Inside the cave, the sounds of intense fighting erupted again.
Fang Hao reformed the Thunder Spirit and followed the undead troops into the cave.
From the floor and the ceiling, where the body grapes hung, countless clearly defined blood vessels and fleshy tendrils emerged, like whips lashing from all directions at the invading undead.
This odd method indeed proved very effective.
The already not so intelligent undead began to entangle with these fleshy tendrils.
The cave became a chaotic mess, effectively holding back the advancing skeletons.
Fang Hao watched, his heart growing somewhat anxious.
Everything this “Demon Filth” had done was to buy time.
If he succeeded in his revival,
wouldn’t it make things even more troublesome for me?
He dispersed the Thunder Spirit once again.
“Sir, how are the conditions inside?” Demitrija asked again.
Fang Hao shook his head, “The Undead are held back, the enemy wants to buy time for his revival.”
“Let me lead men inside!”
Fang Hao still shook his head, “Wait a moment, I need to think of a strategy.”
After pondering for a while, going in directly and facing the opponent was very likely dangerous.
Not to mention the opponent’s bizarre abilities.
Even if they fought back desperately and caused some damage to Demitrija, it would not be worth it.
“Wait a moment; I am going to transfer some items over,” Fang Hao continued.
He then opened the Book of Lords, and contacted a transmigrator staying in Gray Iron City, Cao Junming.
“Cao Junming, have ‘Bellerga’ prepare some fire oil for me. I need it now, transfer it over.”
“Oh, okay.”
Gray Iron City, ruled by the Dwarves, had stored a large amount of fire oil.
If they couldn’t break in and since it was a cave, just burn it all down with fire.
Soon, barrels of fire oil were traded over.
It wasn’t much, only eight barrels in total.
“Have the Skeleton Soldiers carry these barrels of fire oil as deep inside as possible.”
Seeing the barrels of fire oil, Demitrija understood Fang Hao’s plan.
He immediately ordered the Skeleton Warriors to charge inside with the barrels.
Neglecting the tentacles whipping around them, they charged straight in.
Some struck the barrels, spreading the black viscous fire oil all over the cave.
Once the preparations were almost complete,
Fang Hao continued, “Alright, have all soldiers retreat.”
Demitrija immediately gave the order, leaving a few vigilant Undead behind.
The rest withdrew outside the Demon camp.
Fang Hao then cast ‘God’s Presence’, controlling a Skeleton Warrior carrying a torch as he charged inside.
Upon entering the cave, he was immediately greeted by lashing flesh tentacles.
Fang Hao dodged swiftly, charging as deep inside as possible.
Seeing the trail of fire oil on the ground, he dropped the torch.
Whoosh!!
Flames erupted instantly.
Then rapidly spread around, and when meeting another patch of fire oil, the flames soared even higher.
The fire blazed into the sky.
Fang Hao discontinued ‘God’s Presence’.
His consciousness returned, looking over the entire valley.
Even from outside the camp, the flames rising from the cave were visible.
“You damned fools, I will not let you go. Someday, I will return to this land and crush your bones,”
an angry roar resounded once more.
This time, however, the voice was filled with powerless rage.
He couldn’t move, after all!
Fire was a great way to eliminate him.
The blaze was immense, not only the fire oil but also the corpses inside became fuel.
It likely wouldn’t die down anytime soon.
Ignoring the angry roars that came out,
Fang Hao continued, “The fire probably won’t burn out soon; let’s begin cleaning up the battlefield.”
“Yes, sir,”
Demitrija agreed, and began to assign tasks.
Some continued to guard within the cave, while others began cleaning up the battlefield,
organizing the spoils of war obtained this time.
…
Silver Wing City.
A somewhat gaunt young man, accompanied by three militia, stood somewhat disheveled opposite the church.
After glancing at the bustling alley, he refocused on the church’s main gate.
Xu Yuanhang had been in Silver Wing City for three days.
He had wanted to find Fang Hao but realized he didn’t know the location of Fang Hao’s territory.
The friend who provided him with the Teleportation Array suggested that he inform the council of the Sea Tribe killing coastal villagers, and so he came to Silver Wing City.
But everything, he realized, was too simplistic.
What kind of place was the council that would allow him entry?
Not to mention speaking out about the matter, they didn’t even let him through the gate.
Adding his identity as a transmigrator, he was chased out multiple times, treated like a beggar.
During this time, he still couldn’t sleep at night, haunted by images of militiamen and villagers locked in ship cabins and drowned.
And the girl ‘Casey’ with her clothes torn and face scraped, crying out, “Lord brother, it hurts so much…”
Every moment, these dreams, these echoing voices,
reminded him: he must seek revenge.
But he couldn’t even enter the council, so what revenge could he talk about.
Until yesterday, he heard a piece of news in Chinatown.
Xu Haide from the church had been elected as the ‘Transmigrator’ representative, specifically handling transmigrator affairs.
This gave him a glimpse of hope.
So, he directly came to the church doors,
waiting specifically for Xu Haide, although he was unsure of the person.
But as a fellow transmigrator, he must surely help him.
Thus he waited.
From morning until now.
…
In Xu Haide’s city,
“I apologize for the wait; the church has been somewhat busy,” came an apologetic voice into the hall.
Upon hearing this, several people looked over to see Xu Haide dressed in a saintly robe, striding forward.
Tanelsek and his companions immediately stood up, hands tight against their thighs, bowing, “Mr. Xu Haide, it was presumptuous of us to come uninvited. We hope you won’t take offense.”