67: Chapter 67: Tear apart the flesh and blood giant!

Chen Chen walked at a leisurely pace, bearing twenty times the gravity.

The steel bridge deck beneath his feet could not withstand the immense pressure, emitting twisting sounds as steel bars snapped and flew everywhere.

The Shepherd's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.

His Flesh Giant was pinned firmly to the ground.

The giant struggled desperately, its thick bones emitting cracking sounds of breaking.

Chen Chen's constitution was as high as 83 points!

To him, twenty times the gravity was just a slightly heavier weighted vest.

He walked up to the giant.

Chen Chen gripped the Armor-Piercing Military Dagger with his right hand in a reverse grip.

The giant roared, and a dozen tentacles lashed out frantically.

Chen Chen didn't dodge at all; his left hand forcefully plunged into the thickest calcified shell on the giant's chest.

His five fingers curled shut.

With a violent tear!

"Crack!"

A large chunk of the shell, along with foul-smelling flesh, was ripped away.

Corrosive blood splashed onto his arm, emitting wisps of white smoke.

The Armor-Piercing Military Dagger was driven fiercely into the gap.

One strike pierced and exploded the giant's energy core.

The Flesh Giant turned into a pool of foul-smelling rotting flesh.

The Shepherd in the distance was struck as if by lightning.

His mental connection was violently severed, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood.

The white halo he used to put on a show shattered into pieces on the ground.

"Impossible! What kind of monster are you!" The Shepherd's voice cracked completely.

He hysterically opened the heavy scripture in his hands.

The pages rustled wildly.

A visible gray mental poison thorn condensed in mid-air, heading straight for Chen Chen's forehead.

"I will turn you into the lowest, filthiest dog!"

The moment the mental poison thorn pierced into Chen Chen's brain.

The system's scarlet warnings flashed wildly!

[Warning! Mental corruption from the "Lord of Flesh" faction detected!]

[Passive Triggered: Highest Hate Mark!]

The Shepherd had originally intended to forcibly twist Chen Chen's will.

But as soon as his mental tentacles connected to Chen Chen's sea of consciousness.

They collided directly with an indescribable, terrifying phantom.

That was the roar of the Lord of Flesh!

The Shepherd's eyes bulged, the corners of his eyes tore open, and blood tears streamed down.

Terrified, he backed away repeatedly, pointing at Chen Chen, screaming as if he had seen a ghost:

"You... you are a heretic blacklisted by the Lord! You killed the previous Apostle!"

So, this guy wasn't a Holy Light Church ability user at all.

The scripture in his hands dropped to the ground, revealing dark red living flesh tissue inside.

"Holy Light, my ass. So you're just a cult leader brainwashing people by borrowing the power of an evil god." Chen Chen sneered.

The Shepherd's disguise was completely shredded.

The system designated Chen Chen as the highest hate target.

The Lord of Flesh, located who knows where, forcibly injected an excessive amount of corruption along The Shepherd's mental connection.

"Ahhhhhh—"

The Shepherd's body expanded like a balloon.

His white robe was torn apart, revealing a twisted body covered in compound eyes and tentacles.

In just a few seconds, he transformed from a religious charlatan into a monster exuding the pressure of a peak Mutation-class entity.

"Die! The Lord commands you to die!"

The mutated Shepherd roared and lunged at Chen Chen.

On the second floor of the Ghost Fortress.

Qin Hongye lay prone at the firing port.

She held her breath, her A-rank Eagle Eye locked firmly onto The Shepherd.

"This is my first battle after joining the team; I absolutely cannot miss!"

Qin Hongye gritted her teeth.

In her sight, a scarlet cross mark lit up on a newly grown, pus-oozing compound eye on the left side of the mutated Shepherd.

"Bang!"

An extremely short electromagnetic blast sound rang out.

The Gauss projectile crossed a thousand-meter distance.

"Splat!"

A precise hit!

That compound eye exploded directly into a mass of green paste.

The Shepherd let out a shrill scream, his massive body lurched, and his movements stalled for half a second.

Half a second was enough for Chen Chen to kill him ten times over.

Chen Chen exerted force under his feet.

"Boom!"

The steel bridge deck was stomped into a huge hole.

He launched himself like a cannonball, closing the distance instantly.

Facing The Shepherd's wildly flailing tentacles.

Chen Chen grabbed its thick, twisted throat.

And directly crushed its cervical spine.

He pulled out the Bronze-grade tactical silenced pistol with the 20% Physical Defense Ignore affix from his right hand.

He shoved the barrel deep into The Shepherd's brain through the wound of the compound eye Qin Hongye had blown up.

He pulled the trigger.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!"

Emptying the magazine.

The 9mm bullets churned wildly inside the monster's skull.

The Shepherd's head exploded like a rotten watermelon.

The massive headless corpse collapsed with a boom, kicking up clouds of dust.

Thirty kilometers behind.

Seven Blades, leading six modified off-road vehicles, hurried along and arrived just at the entrance of the elevated bridge.

They had been worried that Chen Chen wouldn't be able to handle the main force of the Holy Light Church alone.

But just as they stopped their vehicles.

They saw the brutal scene of Chen Chen holding the neck of a peak Tyrant-class monster and emptying a magazine into its head.

The whole scene was silent.

Only the buzzing of the off-road vehicle engines at idle could be heard.

Seven Blades swallowed hard, his remaining right eye wide open.

"Is this... is this even human?"

A subordinate beside him was trembling: "Boss, that was The Shepherd, fifth on the leaderboard! Was he just... slaughtered like a pig?"

The men under Seven Blades, usually tough characters who lived on the edge, were now all mute.

"Boss, we were just thinking of using the Young Lady's connection to negotiate terms with him..." a burly man with a scarred face wiped away cold sweat.

Seven Blades backhanded him across the back of the head.

"Negotiate your mother's terms! From now on, if anyone dares to breathe too loudly in front of this lord, I'll chop him up myself!"

The remnants of the Black Dragon Society had originally had some ulterior motives about submitting to Chen Chen.

Now, those thoughts were completely crushed to dust.

Who would dare oppose a madman who tears apart Tyrants with his bare hands? Tired of living?

Qin Hongye, lying on the second floor, watched all this through the scope, her heart pounding wildly.

This was the man she had pledged her loyalty to.

Too strong!

On the bridge.

As The Shepherd's brains splattered on the ground.

Those fanatics who lost their mental connection were like machines unplugged from power.

One by one, they rolled their eyes, foamed at the mouth, and collapsed in droves, dying on the spot.

Chen Chen casually shook the brain matter off the gun barrel.

With a thought, he deactivated the Absolute Control: Gravity Field.

The crushed bridge deck around him emitted a teeth-grinding sound of metal fatigue.

He turned his head and waved at the Ghost Fortress.

"Shen Wanxing, come down and get to work."

The car door slid open.

Shen Wanxing lifted her skirt, wearing her Stealth Walker Boots, and ran down happily.

She wasn't afraid of the severed limbs scattered on the ground at all and ran straight to The Shepherd's corpse.

She slapped her small, fair hand onto the pile of rotting flesh.

"Explode for me!"

God-level talent [Lucky Critical] activated at full power!

Soaring straight into the sky!

System notifications flooded Chen Chen's mind.

[Ding! Triggered the 1% probability reward advanced Lucky Critical!]

[Congratulations on obtaining: A-rank Mental-type skill book "Soul Pierce" * 1!]

[Congratulations on obtaining: Intermediate Vehicle Core * 20!]

[Congratulations on obtaining: High-order Mental-type Mutant Cartilage * 10!]

Besides these, there was a pile of miscellaneous supplies.

"Chen Chen, look what this is?" Shen Wanxing held up a cross pendant emitting a soft white light as if offering a treasure.

[Hypocrite's Protection (Purple)]: After wearing, it can exempt one fatal mental control skill; cooldown time is 72 hours.