Eldritch Horror Theatre

"I admit Dayun Mingwang possesses quite a few extraordinary traits, but you still know far too little about this world."

As if picturing the shock beneath his opponent's mask, Daneta let out a low laugh.

"Don't doubt yourself. You really did crush my head just now. It's just a pity that—"

"Why are you wasting your breath? Just finish him off, my head is splitting!"

Yet despite Daneta's posturing, the first to lose their temper wasn't Fu Qian, but Laywoman Tooth-Throat.

Clearly in a foul mood, she clutched her face and snapped at him.

"I see. Is that why you didn't die last night?"

Fu Qian spoke in a tone of sudden realization.

"That was only part of the reason. That blow wasn't lethal to begin with."

"Apologies, someone is getting impatient. Are you ready to meet your end, Wisdom King?"

"I am always prepared for anything."

Fu Qian's voice gave away no emotion.

"I do have one more question, though."

"What is it?"

Ultimately, Daneta couldn't restrain his curiosity.

"Is there any way to completely kill you?"

...

The question was clearly unexpected. Daneta froze for a moment.

"You could try forcefully pounding him into mincemeat. It should only take a Demigod Level attack."

Unable to hold back any longer, Laywoman Tooth-Throat chimed in, harshly mocking Fu Qian's arrogance.

"That's not a bad idea."

Unexpectedly, Fu Qian pondered it for a moment and actually nodded.

At the same time, his figure vanished once more.

He was gone again!

Even though they were staring so hard their eyes nearly bled, refusing to miss the slightest movement, this eerie ability triggered without the slightest warning!

An intense sense of crisis surged in Laywoman Tooth-Throat's heart. Judging by his tone and demeanor just now, she was highly likely his target this time!

"Over here—"

The moment the thought surfaced, she roared out a signal for everyone to fire at her position, while her facial features began to contort.

In the blink of an eye, her entire body seemed to lose its bones. She transformed into a soft, elastic gelatinous mass, her skin oozing with slime.

Although it looked disgusting, this form undoubtedly possessed a far higher resistance against having its skull crushed.

It seemed the pain Daneta had transferred to her earlier had left a lingering fear.

Unfortunately, the falling blossoms were willing, but the flowing water was heartless. Having made full preparations for the assault, she could only watch helplessly as Fu Qian reappeared in his previous spot and grabbed Daneta's head once again.

Crack!

Giving them no chance to express their shock, Fu Qian squeezed his hand, and for Daneta, the plum blossoms bloomed twice.

Ahhhh—

Surprisingly, the one screaming most tragically was once again Laywoman Tooth-Throat.

Meanwhile, Fu Qian's figure vanished again, reappearing only after he had pulled a safe distance away.

...

"Good move! But I told you, it's useless..."

Daneta's recovery speed was noticeably slower this time, and his good mood seemed completely spent.

The moment he regained his ability to speak, he spat the words out coldly.

Compared to before, however, his voice was noticeably slurred.

It wasn't surprising. Anyone missing half a jaw would have some trouble enunciating.

Fu Qian toyed with a piece of bone-in flesh in his hand, something he had casually plucked from the shower of gore.

The facts proved that while Damage Transfer worked, the missing pieces weren't so easy to grow back.

...

It seemed the transfer wasn't random.

Paying no mind to Daneta's harsh words, Fu Qian studied Laywoman Tooth-Throat and arrived at this conclusion.

Suffering consecutive blows, her pain had clearly intensified.

Transforming into a mollusk seemed meaningless against transferred damage.

At this moment, her thoroughly battered face looked ready to eat someone alive.

Once again, her symptoms were the most pronounced.

So for two consecutive times, the damage had been entirely transferred to the same person?

Laywoman Tooth-Throat wasn't even standing next to Daneta.

Many others were much closer, yet they remained completely unscathed.

What could be the reason?

...

"It's a great pity, but our time is running out."

Seeing Daneta and the Laywoman both descend into frantic rage, the Old Man, acting as host, stepped forward to take charge of the situation once again.

Though his voice wasn't loud, his presence far surpassed the other two. It seemed he already had a method to deal with Fu Qian.

"It is time to hit the road, Wisdom King."

"That makes sense. Thanks for the reminder."

These words actually jogged Fu Qian's memory. The next moment, he glanced at the upper right corner of his vision.

Less than four hours remained.

While it wasn't overly urgent, the pre-battle chatter was clearly over. For the remaining time, this group probably wouldn't converse with him as pleasantly as before.

"It's better to cut the garbage time short. A Demigod Level attack, right?"

The very next sentence he uttered made everyone's heart skip a beat.

Did he really think he could do it?

Had this guy been playing the pig to eat the tiger the whole time? Was he actually a demigod himself, which was why he wore a mask?

That would be far too ridiculous. They couldn't imagine any demigod being that bored!

For a moment, the crowd was gripped by doubt, keeping their killing moves at the ready without unleashing them.

To their surprise, however, he didn't pull off his mask for a flashy transformation. Instead, he fished a small object out of his pocket—a whistle?

Focusing their gazes, the group quickly recognized what it was, and for a second, their minds short-circuited.

...

What a joke! He had worked so hard to build this persona; how could he just throw it away?

Laywoman Tooth-Throat had clearly been telling the truth. Through some special method, the damage-taking capacities of a group of Mid Tier experts had been linked together. Their vitality and recovery speed were far stronger than even an average demigod's.

Without sufficient attack power, they were virtually invincible.

But who said Demigod Grade methods could only be unleashed by demigods?

If he could gather a variety of extraordinary abilities into one body earlier, couldn't he also possess a few cheat-like transcendent items?

Who were they looking down on?

Mocking them inwardly, Fu Qian waved Daneta's half-jaw near the Insect Whistle, almost as if he were giving it scent training.

It was hard to say whether it would work, but considering the bug behind it didn't distinguish between friend and foe, it was better than nothing.

"Here, have it back."

Casually tossing the bone back to Daneta, Fu Qian used his other hand to slip the Insect Whistle under his mask.

Amidst a faint buzz, a seemingly familiar, invisible ripple echoed out.

The next moment, tremors and a deafening roar erupted beneath their feet.

The head of a giant insect, the size of a truck, burst forth amid a shower of rubble and a putrid stench, desecrating the Skin Tempering Realm.

So the scent training had actually worked?

Watching as several people, Daneta included, were swallowed whole in one bite and dragged back into the Underground by the swaying body, Fu Qian felt very satisfied with the result.

It was finally reliable for once!

He could clearly sense that Daneta's aura had completely vanished from this world.

Theoretically speaking, this should be much more thorough than pounding him into mincemeat, right?

I admit your Damage Transfer is indeed powerful, but if I simply send the person away directly, how will you respond?

Brimming with curiosity, Fu Qian looked toward the survivors.

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