Chapter 529: Gut-Source Infant (S)

Combat rhythm.

This is something that exists in any team.

Not to mention a team, even for an individual, this is a very important existence.

Take Lan Qingyou, for example.

Because of her legs, she possessed a talent that allowed her to move.

And because of this, her grasp of the combat style and rhythm of zero-gravity and zero-weight was deeper than others.

As for the others, something like the Lightness Potion could indeed play a remarkable role at critical moments.

But that was all.

It was fine for playing around or in emergencies, but using such a thing in battle was just asking for trouble.

However, the witches' attack methods had long been fixed over the past year or two, and they simply couldn't act as freely as Lan Qingyou.

That was why Catherine made the decision that 'the Lightness Potion is not to be used unless absolutely necessary.'

Of course, there was nothing they could do about situations like crashing.

After all, everyone knew what would happen if they fell from a height of dozens or even hundreds of meters without any flying equipment.

Even with attribute points, talents, and magic, it definitely wasn't something just anyone could land without injury.

After taking the potion, their bodies relied on inertia to smash into buildings or trees like feathers. Then, these witches acted as if nothing had happened, taking out spare flying brooms—without animal skulls—from their cards and flying up again.

Relying on their spares, the first thing they had to do was to retrieve their primary flying brooms, and only then would they rejoin the attack queue.

And at this time, the battle on the field had completely broken out.

Or rather, this battle had already begun after the enemy took the initiative to attack.

The enemy's unexpected tentacle attack just now made Catherine change her previous strategy.

Originally, she had wanted to seal the enemy's tentacles first and then slowly weaken it.

But after that attack, possessing the Demon Eye, she immediately saw clearly what the enemy's attack method was.

Although it was an attack of binding with tentacles, it wasn't the tentacles on its shoulders.

Rather, they shot out from the tumorous base.

Only then did she realize that the tumor was actually made up of tentacles coiled together.

To put it more simply, the enemy's attack method relied on tentacles.

With this, the biggest hidden danger was considered resolved; what was left was to pluck out the enemy's tentacles one by one.

So Catherine decisively ordered Team Two to switch their potions to Slowness Potions.

This kind of thing, which could directly reduce the enemy's speed, had miraculous effects whether used to reduce movement speed or attack speed.

Then, a battle that looked like slicing a ham began.

Meanwhile, Lan Qingyou watched this battle coldly from high in the sky.

Catherine's judgment was correct.

The enemy's combat methods indeed had diversity.

And in terms of tactics, a method of steadily weakening it slice by slice from the outside, like slicing a ham as they were doing now, was also the most effective.

Although this would take some time, it didn't matter.

The most important thing for a battle was that it could proceed stably.

[Gut-Source Infant (S-rank)]

[Health Value: 12000]

[Mana Value: 8000]

[Skills: Sonic Waves, Whip, Blood Drain, Self-healing]

[Description: A new type of monster born from the combination of a vampire originally named Isabel Victoria Anne Windsor and the Gut-Source Toxin Strain.]

Tsk tsk.

I originally wanted to cause trouble for someone, but the main target actually turned into this ghostly appearance.

I really don't know what the other party was thinking; she would rather turn into a monster than face me and fight me.

In this Isabel's eyes, am I more terrifying than a monster?

Really, it makes me angry just looking at it.

The key point was that this guy's skill bar didn't even have mental attacks.

In other words, the mental attacks of this Gut-Source Infant didn't come from sound or skills, but from something much simpler.

That was the enemy's ugly appearance.

Although it sounded ridiculous, one shouldn't underestimate this point.

And what exactly was that Gut-Source Toxin Strain? It was another thing she had never heard of before.

Watching the battle below, Lan Qingyou frowned.

Then she took out an earphone identical to the dungeon group's and put it in her ear.

"Catherine, figure out a way to lure it away from its current position, preferably straight ahead of the direction it is facing now."

"Yes."

Receiving the order, Catherine began to act.

Although they temporarily hadn't seen the enemy equipped with legs, it was still very easy to just make it move.

The only difficulty was that they had already applied Slowness Potions to it, so its movement would be a bit sluggish.

But this didn't matter to Lan Qingyou at all.

As long as it could move, it was fine.

No, it should be said that as long as it could be made to leave its original position, it was fine.

Catherine didn't fail her mission. After opening her Demon Eye and using her Demon Eye skill, the enemy obediently began to move from its spot.

Glug glug glug...

While using her Demon Eye, Catherine poured mana potions into her mouth to replenish her Mana Value.

Although the mana consumption of the Demon Eye was low because it was a racial talent, keeping it open like this and dragging such a massive guy forward consumed no small amount of mana.

Seeing that Catherine had created an opportunity for her, Lan Qingyou immediately rode her broom and flew to the position where the enemy had originally been.

Just from the intelligence fed back by the Demon Eye, it wasn't hard to see that this place used to be an underground shelter.

However, Isabel's mutation had caused this shelter to collapse.

No... correctly speaking, it should be that when the other party changed from the individual 'Isabel' into a 'Gut-Source Infant', she was no longer recognized by the world's will.

So the shelter didn't so much collapse as it was abandoned by the world's will the moment the other party gave up being human.

The shelter, the magic desk, all these things lost their functions in an instant.

It was equivalent to meaning that Isabel, the person, was dead.

"Mm!"

After scanning around, Lan Qingyou saw what she wanted—half a potion bottle, and a tiny bit of remaining liquid medicine in the bottle that hadn't been drunk clean.

This was normal too.

No one could drink an entire bottle of potion completely clean in one gulp.

Or rather, there would always be liquid medicine sticking to the bottle that would eventually gather again.

And that tiny bit of liquid medicine contained in this half-bottle was none other than the Gut-Source Toxin Strain that Isabel had consumed.

Tsk tsk.

If nothing unexpected happened, Isabel's current state should be the same as when the Dwarf-folk turned into Goblins.

First an evolver vampire, then consuming the Gut-Source Toxin Strain—God knows what it used as raw materials—and finally mutating into this ghostly appearance.

Flying over, Lan Qingyou scooped up this half of the potion bottle right away and put it into her Herb Pouch without even looking at it.

After all, she still needed to continue observing and searching right now; it wasn't the time to start research just to satisfy her curiosity.