Chapter 1118: Hundred‑Meter Monster Horde?! Desperate Situation!

Boom—…

With Zhao Chenglin's death, the Steel Fortress lost its Innate Talent support and gradually collapsed.

The black silhouette within gradually became exposed to everyone's sight.

He did it?!

Simply unbelievable—could this really be a possible power?

That guy… must have fused with a Demon from hell!

Truly terrifying—look across the whole White Bear City… no, the entire New Era—who can match its physical quality?

Everyone was shocked.

The once confident, sure‑victory Zhao Chenglin turned out to be so vulnerable.

The so‑called Absolute Defense he boasted didn't even last ten minutes.

What's laughable is that even the most intricate structure couldn't withstand Su Yang's relentless bombardment.

The ideal is abundant, but reality is cruel.

How about it?

Qin Weiyang looked at Lin Yang with a half‑smile.

Lin Yang helplessly spread his hands, "Don't look at me like that; I never said I didn't believe."

Qin Weiyang, watching Zhou Tai'an fleeing for his life, said, "Give me Xingchen; you handle Gao Zhiyi."

Lin Yang nodded gladly, "Exactly my intention!"

Having said that, the two immediately gave chase.

Gao Zhiyi is a Five-level Gene Modification, quite tricky.

But the Weakness effect hadn't vanished; right now, to Lin Yang she is merely a slightly stronger Normal Difficulty person.

Hey beauty, why run so fast? Give me a chance to get to know you!

Suddenly, a teasing voice came from behind.

Gao Zhiyi turned her head and saw a sunny big boy with a face full of laughter approaching quickly.

It's you again, you fake!

"Hey, you can't say it like that; you're a generation older than me, I haven't minded, but you were the one who started disdaining me first," Lin Yang said loudly.

His voice was so loud, as if worried others couldn't hear.

Being humiliated like that, Gao Zhiyi didn't show anger.

Instead, she suddenly stopped, turned and looked at the rushing Lin Yang.

Hm?

Seeing the other's unusual behavior, Lin Yang instinctively became alert.

Knowing they're unbeatable yet choosing to fight?

Playing mysterious or…

Something out of the ordinary?

To guard against possible underhanded moves, Lin Yang tentatively extended his right hand.

The next moment, his arm suddenly stretched like Rubber, reaching a person a hundred meters away.

"Transformation!"

Gao Zhiyi spread both hands, thumb and forefinger touching.

"Gulu—"

The Blood River beneath his feet suddenly bubbled, and a huge Monster instantly appeared.

"Bang!"

Lin Yang's fist struck the Monster's brain, only to be slammed back by a massive Rebound force.

"That is…"

A towering Werewolf covered entirely in red long hair rose from the ground.

"Roar!"

The roar echoed across the heavens, its wave so great it knocked Lin Yang back two steps.

Staring at this hundred‑meter‑tall Blood-colored Monster, a few solemn thoughts suddenly surfaced in his eyes.

"This time it's not a tentacled Monster?" Lin Yang had expected something, but didn't anticipate the opponent could create different Monsters based on different blood transformations.

The Werewolf before him was powerfully built; its biceps alone were larger than Lin Yang himself.

Close combat was clearly not a good plan.

He wasn't foolish enough to use his own shortcoming to clash with someone else's strength.

At this moment, Gao Zhiyi, perched on the Werewolf's shoulder, said coolly, "You still dare to glance at me? You and Su Yang share the same temperament; you don't even know how to write the character 'death'!"

Lin Yang scoffed, "If it were me half a year ago, perhaps I'd already been scared into Urine‑soaked pants."

"But times have changed; now I'm not afraid of your low‑level tricks."

Low‑level?

Hearing that adjective, Gao Zhiyi, after a long while, felt irritated.

It was the first time she received such a negative appraisal.

"I'll see just how 'high‑tier' your Innate Talent is!" Gao Zhiyi's gaze grew cold as she raised a finger.

"Dong!"

The Blood-colored Werewolf roared and charged at Lin Yang.

Its towering, massive form delivered a huge visual impact.

The terrifying aura, just by rushing toward a person, feels as if a mountain is pressing on one's chest.

"I don't know whether it's advanced or not, but if I were to reveal my Innate Talent, it could scare you to death!"

Lin Yang, following the momentum, points a Finger at the Blood-colored Werewolf.

"Expansion!"

Suddenly, a mysterious force pierces straight into the Monster's body in front of them.

Accompanied by a muffled thud, the Werewolf's belly swells.

Then the limbs, and finally the head, follow suit.

Seeing this abnormality, Gao Zhiyi's complexion shifts slightly, and she immediately leaps upward.

Just as she is in free fall, a blast erupts beside her.

"Bang!"

Blood and shredded flesh fly outward; the explosion's range is so vast that even people a kilometer away are splattered with a bit.

Gao Zhiyi, being the first hit, suffers the Expansion, her body is hurled sideways, crashes heavily onto the ground, dragging for dozens of meters.

Her clothing is torn by the rough ground, her skin similarly damaged, the flesh on her back stripped away, exposing bone.

Intense pain stimulates her Nerve; has Gao Zhiyi ever endured such humiliation?

She glares ferociously, her voice hoarse as she says, "You're courting death!"

Lin Yang, as if hearing an absurd joke, points at himself and asks, "Are you kidding me?"

Gao Zhiyi props herself up, her voice low, "Then let's see how you can deal with my Monster horde!"

Having said that, the massive Upper City District Blood River bubbles wildly.

Huge behemoths formed from coagulated blood suddenly appear.

Except for the Wolfman Yaksha, the tentacle Monsters appear again!

"What is this..." Lin Yang frowns slightly at the sight.

"Sss—"

The tentacle suddenly lashes out, and Lin Yang instinctively rolls to dodge.

Narrowly avoiding it, the ground is shockingly torn by the tentacle, leaving a terrifying gorge.

He does not hesitate, immediately employing Expansion to counterattack!

However, when the Innate Talent is activated, the tentacle shows no reaction at all.

"What's going on?" Lin Yang looks down at his Finger, his eyes showing bewilderment.

"Tentacle Monsters don't consume Innate Talent; they can only be marked using the simplest, brute method."

At that moment, Su Yang's voice suddenly sounds beside his ear.

Lin Yang suddenly understands, and says, "So that means... we can only subdue them with fists?"

Su Yang nods, "Yes."

As the tentacle Monsters multiply, the situation becomes increasingly uncontrollable.

Numerous small Monsters all become its food.

With a sweep of the tentacle, they all turn into Blood Food.

The players are unable to resist, and in an instant are drawn into a cloud of Blood Mist.

"Weren't all the tentacle Monsters hunted down by the Demon? How are there still some?"

"They weren't all killed; Gao Zhiyi deliberately paused the Transformation, turning them into a pool of blood."

"Now the Monster varieties have increased; how do we fight this battle?"

Everyone is instantly at a loss.

Most of their Innate Talents have entered Cooling.

Their physical condition was already inferior to the small Monsters.

Now, looking at these Wolfman Yaksha towering over a hundred meters, despair inevitably appears in their eyes.

Even if Su Yang can still fight, he is ultimately alone.

How could he slaughter so many terrifying beings on a large scale?

"Now it's..."

"Completely finished!"