The Creatures That We Are

Chapter 303: One Serious Punch

No matter how hard they struggled, they couldn’t break free as their bodies went still part by part.

Soon, their skin hardened and turned into a light gray texture that resembled eggshell, the change further spreading to the blood and then the bone marrow.

In a matter of thirty seconds, the three abominations had turned into fragile stones.

Losing their balance, they fell and shattered into pieces.

Colorless panted heavily, bleeding from her nose before her knees buckled, and she collapsed.

Petrify, serial number 17, Psyche-type.

It allowed one to infiltrate the mind of a living organism and manipulate it, thus changing the target’s physiology and genetic makeup to turn them into stone.

A little more than a month ago, she was able to level up the Talent to level 4 with the Psyche Rune Circuit the Hundred Rivers Union got from the Twelve Zodiac Signs.

And at the last moment, her Talent reached level 5.

“Wah—waaah—”

The abomination’s psychological corruption persisted while War Tiger fought it.

Zigzagging and leaping quickly around the abomination, War Tiger left long, thin cuts on its bloated body. From afar, he looked like an annoying fly hovering over a pile of rotting dead meat, aiming to slowly devour it.

However, the lump regenerated quickly.

No matter how many cuts War Tiger made, it healed within ten seconds.

The corruption inflicted by the wails had been dragging War Tiger down, and after pushing himself to attack at his peak speed for close to a minute, his movement slowed gradually.

His years of battle experience told him that he needed to end the fight as soon as possible.

“Colorless!” War Tiger shouted. He instructed with the knowledge of what Colorless’ Talent did, “I’ll keep it busy. You deal with it!”

“Got it!”

Colorless was just about to stand up when her legs gave out, and she dropped to her knees.

“Waaah—waaaaah—”

The monster seemed to have seen through their plan to eliminate it together, and it cried with increasing intensity.

Clenching his jaw, War Tiger charged at the abomination.

Leaping into the air, he held onto the hilt of the Green Dog Demon Blade and stabbed at the red vertical eye on the abomination’s head. Once he was within a certain distance, he sensed an intangible magnetic field surging to stop him, hitting him with a reckless psychic attack.

It felt like countless evil spirits were grabbing onto him, yanking his hair, tearing and biting his skin and flesh, and clawing at his eyeballs, doing everything to stop War Tiger.

However, a Killing Expert feared no pain.

The more pain he was inflected with, the more recklessly he fought, and the more he craved blood!

“Ahh—”

A booming growl of unstoppable rage burst out from War Tiger’s chest. Without pause, he buried the blade into the crimson eye.

Splat.

It wasn’t anything special but a lump of organism, an eyeball consisting of muscles, blood vessels, and nerve endings.

Mortal.

War Tiger scoffed silently, moving to pull his blade out.

“Wah—”

The abomination went quiet for a short second before it wailed like a floodgate had been opened.

“Waaaaah—”

Even without his hearing, War Tiger could sense the overpowering malice and chaos from such a short distance. All he wanted to do was get off the abomination, abandoning his weapon.

But he couldn’t.

His hands kept shaking, and he felt like a baby swaddled in a blanket. For the first time in twenty years, he remembered his mother’s face.

Tears fell, not out of sadness or despair, but vulnerability and helplessness.

Colorless was no different. She knew that the moment War Tiger stopped the wailing with a stab at the eye was her only chance, and she had rushed toward the abomination and met the red vertical eye, about to activate Petrify.

However, when the devilish wail hit again a second later, Colorless found herself falling to her knees, unable to do anything but sob.

Her wrecked mind remembered a line: thou shalt not look at God.

What they were facing was no God, but an evil abomination, yet its presence was like that of a deity—cold and unfeeling, unknowable and irresistible.

In fact, the abomination could no longer put up a fight physically in order to kill the three humans.

However, it only had to keep crying, and that would be enough to destroy and crush their minds and wills.

One minute was all it would take to render the three humans into effectively infants with no thoughts, and their souls would become blank sheets of paper; they would be thoroughly ‘cleansed’.

The abomination was going to win.

At that moment, though, a figure slowly climbed to his feet.

Azure Dragon.

His face was pale and exhausted, yet his gaze clear and determined.

“Waaaah—”

The wail continued.

Azure Dragon kept walking toward the abomination at a deliberate pace like he hadn’t heard it.

When he walked past Colorless, who was crying helplessly on her knees, he grabbed her and threw her away, putting some distance between her and the source of the wails.

Then he came face-to-face with the abomination.

Looking up, he grabbed War Tiger by the ankle and threw him about a dozen meters away.

Feeling weak and helpless, War Tiger rolled across the ground before the increased distance allowed him to regain consciousness somewhat with a gasp.

But his eyes were still widened with tears streaming down. He couldn’t move his body at all.

“Waaah—”

Sensing the fatal threat, the abomination cried out in greater intensity in a desperate attempt to stop Azure Dragon.

Despite his dark complexion, Azure Dragon remained unyielding, his gaze focused.

He took a deep breath and held his right fist by his waist, lowering his head and leaning forward as he drew strength from his entire body to his right fist, also concentrating the energy circulating inside him.

Charge.

Charge.

Charge.

Three seconds later, Azure Dragon looked up, his sharp eyes radiating a blinding gold light; it was the result of his energy overflowing from his body.

He took a step forward and made a serious punch.

In any of the battles he had fought, no enemy would stay unmoving for him to charge his energy before making such a punch.

The current circumstances, however, seemed arranged to welcome the attack. He wouldn’t miss this chance no matter what.

“Waaaaah—”

Bam!

Lying prone, War Tiger and Colorless couldn’t see anything as a gust swept toward them and threw them off the ground.

In an instant, the wailing stopped.

War Tiger immediately regained control over his body midair, and with a twist of his waist, he landed on one knee.

Colorless, having taken more time to recover, cushioned her fall with two hands before rolling across the ground due to inertia. Then she finally got to pick herself up.

They looked toward Azure Dragon.

Azure Dragon hadn’t moved after making the punch. The abomination that was at least the size of a truck was completely gone, leaving only a splattered pool of blood and a three-meter wide shallow trench on the ground, as if it had been plowed.

Azure Dragon pulled his fist back and let out a long breath.

He turned to War Tiger and Colorless, speaking in a steady tone, “It’s done.”