Chapter 192: Just one more look and it'll explode

The basement seemed to have been arranged as a family cemetery, with densely standing tombstones engraved with names and merits.

Fei Er Luo probably established this place to serve a function similar to an ancestral hall, to unite the organization's hearts and build a family culture.

But now it has become another kind of "church".

In the swaying candlelight, the heads of the missing people in the hall were all here, piled up like a mountain before a strange deity hidden in the shadows.

Amidst this chaos resembling a mound of enemy heads, a beastman that was clearly a dog yet as sturdy as an ox knelt in the center with its back turned, bowing reverently.

Ji Ming looked left and right.

Ha, why does it feel like another soul-like game boss battle?

But reality isn't a game, so Ji Ming didn't need to go over to trigger the plot; instead he directly took……

Under the guidance of the magic model, a basketball-sized ball of restless flame formed on Ai Lin Nuo's staff and was shot out as she swung it.

Eh? Is the fireball of the Flame Burst Technique really this big?

Before Ji Ming could figure it out, this thing resembling a mix of a high-explosive grenade and a napalm bomb smashed into the Mastiff Person.

"What? Ah!"

Then the scorching flames burned, the fierce fire boiled the oil.

In the twisted, harsh barking, the Mastiff Person covered head to toe in fur instantly turned into a Fire Dog Person.

Although not enough to burn to death with that move, once the magic faded, a layer of dog skin was scorched, rotted, and blackened.

All that can be said is that in life one should stay low-key; showing off invites lightning strike.

Since they could launch an attack by activating mysterious string music from the start, the Mastiff Person naturally had already detected the two's presence.

But to salvage a bit of face from the hall's crushing defeat and maintain the dignity of the Divine Lord, he chose to calmly stay in the basement and deal with the two.

Who would have thought the other side had no martial decency, launching a Flame Burst Technique without a word, hitting him before he could dodge and causing him great loss.

Yet these past few days' actions have gone extremely smoothly, with daily feasts of exquisite human flesh; how could a Mastiff accustomed to the taste of victory tolerate such humiliation?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got.

"Bastard! Die!"

His eyes bloodshot, he simply slapped out the remaining flames on his body with his claws, took a stance, and charged over to take revenge.

However, Ai Lin Nuo's magic turret, once activated, could not possibly cast just a single spell.

Thus, just as he let out an angry roar, another Flame Burst Technique gradually expanded in his field of vision.

"You……"

He waved his claws to block with difficulty, but before he could finish speaking, a dense rain of ice arrows came.

"He……"

But as the arrow rain ceased, a wind dragon whirl the size of a grindstone slashed over.

"Damn it!"

After finally managing to spit out a curse to vent his anger, who knew that upon looking up, a huge flame spear like a giant's weapon came down upon his head and face.

"Ahhhh! (the scream upon encountering a supermodel monster three-body person)"

Standing aside watching Ai Lin Nuo's continuous output, Ji Ming began to suspect she might also be a transmigrator.

This multi-barrel, large-caliber, fully loaded tactic style that fully implements the superiority of firepower theory……

Could it be a reincarnation of a PLA suffering from firepower insufficiency phobia!

Standing in the rising scorching gust, Ai Lin Nuo gripped her staff and cast five second-ring magics in a row before stopping.

It wasn't that she didn't want to throw them, but……

"Hah~ I've run out of magic, I need to catch my breath!"

Ji Ming:???

Turns out you have a mana bar—I was scared stiff; I saw you casting so nonchalantly and thought you had infinite mana like me.

Unfortunately, he hadn't had time to make mana potions, so he could only pick up Ai Lin Nuo's medicine box on the ground and give her a bottle of Rejuvenation Generation Four.

"Red…… Is this your miraculous potion?"

This is the signature skill of "Divine Doctor Ji Ming," renowned far and wide, so Ai Lin Nuo didn't think twice and just drank it down.

Warm breezes blow, all things revive; as a medicine that not only repairs but can also temporarily enhance bodily functions, the effects of the Rejuvenation Elixir are certainly not limited to healing.

However, replenishing mana takes time, so this gap needs Ji Ming to step in.

"Ugh, damn humans, do you only know how to sneak attack?"

All that can be said is that the berserk creature indeed staggered; although the five second-ring magics had blasted the Mastiff Person's skin split and flesh torn, rendering it inhuman, it could still barely crawl up.

Therefore, knowing oneself and the enemy ensures victory in a hundred battles; Ji Ming hurriedly glanced at his status panel.

……Oh, turns out he's a level-23 official warrior; being beaten to this pathetic state by a higher-level opponent really is a bit lackluster.

But the Mastiff didn't know its own disgrace; instead, it saw Ai Lin Nuo standing still, resting, and let out a low laugh.

"Kekeke, you little lass, have you finally run out of mana?"

After finally having some good news, he spoke incoherently with excitement, his mouth full of meat fragrance and black smoke.

He also didn't waste time; with a stomp of his foot, he raised his bloody giant claw and charged at the two.

"What have we, the Soul Hall, done to you, you ugly thing daring to impersonate?"

With a shake of his right hand, a black long-handled shovel appeared in Ji Ming's hand, and he……

He actually didn't dodge or avoid, but charged straight at the Mastiff Person!

"Wait, you!"

Ai Lin Nuo was startled by the sight, but the Mastiff Person was delighted, overjoyed.

"Hahaha, reckless brat, you think pulling off a sneak attack makes you capable? Then just die!"

However, just as the two were about to collide, a faint magic began to flow.

Under the dual effect of 【Enchantment Technique】 and 【Ignition Technique】, Ji Ming, who was frantically outputting magic power, suddenly had scorching blazing flames burn on his shaved head.

What?

Although it was only a moment, the Mastiff Person's attention was still drawn away by this bizarre scene.

And Ji Ming also took the opportunity, turning his feet under the cover of the flames, while using 【Muscle Cramp Technique】 to limit the opponent's turning range and speed, and moved to the Mastiff Person's side.

As a strange life form capable of autonomously controlling its frenzy, the Mastiff Person is indeed strong.

But no matter how high his white value is, can he defeat Buluowa, who is a half-elf?

He's too weak, he doesn't have that ability, you know!

And Ji Ming, who could barely exchange two moves with Lao Nv Shi relying solely on fifteen qi and blood, obviously wasn't relying on his own brute strength, but...

A light flick changed the direction of the opponent's force, followed by a heavy slap that precisely destroyed the opponent's force point, completely wrecking the charging motion.

Dissipate Force! It's Dissipate Force of extremely high purity!

"Ah!"

The Mastiff Person hadn't reacted yet, and his supposedly certain strike was easily defused, so he could only fall to the ground like a lump of rotten meat.

No, it's not over yet.

Although his strike missed, the Mastiff Person didn't give up; instead, he went with the momentum and lay prone on the ground, instinctively reaching out to the side.

But Ji Ming had no intention of lingering; he had already leapt out of the battlefield in two or three steps, and casually pulled out a handful of bean-sized steel pellets, throwing them at the Mastiff Person's face.

Just now he could still block Eleanor's magic with his arm, but now his arm has already been swung out, leaving his entire face completely undefended.

The Mastiff Person could only stare wide-eyed and take the hit with his face.

"Aoo~"

Roughly speaking, he really got slapped in the face by a shotgun; he cried out in pain, emitting a deeply embarrassing wail.

Too much bullying! Too much bullying!

I can't even touch them, just getting beaten here; if I'd known, I wouldn't have pretended to be cool, I'd have hidden among those idiots and attacked together!

But there's no regret medicine in this world; after barely dodging the female mage's increasingly bizarre Flame Burst Technique, the Mastiff Person retreated to the side of the altar.

"Shameless wretches, what's the point of winning by numbers?"

Forcing an excuse of defeat by sacrificing his face, he raised his hands, which had been burned to a pitch-black mess.

"Arrogant mediocrity, behold the super creature forged by my lord's glory after witnessing the blood sacrifice of hundreds of souls!"

Under his loud shout, the ground actually began to tremble slightly.

It turned out that behind the Divine Altar, all the tombs had been dug open, forming a huge cavern.

Accompanied by a rustling, teeth‑aching, continuous fine sound.

Layer upon layer of mouthparts resembled a living abyss, the bulky head covered in tiny scarlet eyes…

A strange worm burst from the earth, its massive body standing upright, the part above ground already as tall as five people.

But Eleanor truly loves the Flame Burst Technique; she doesn't care what monster popped out, I'll just throw a spell at it first!

However, the fireball is large, and the worm's "caliber" is not small either.

Faced with the surprise attack, it spat out a clump of black, filthy pollution, which collided with the Flame Burst Technique and both turned to ash.

But as the ash fell, a sewer‑like stench also quickly spread in the intense heat.

Of course, what is honey to you is arsenic to me; for different people, this smell is a different sensation.

Eleanor: "How can there be something like this? Wuwuww, I'm disgusted to death."

Mastiff Person: "Although it smells awful, hitting it feels great, haha…… but it's still a bit too smelly……"

Worm: "It's truly fragrant! I am the most beautiful futa worm!"

Ji Ming: "Is that all? It feels worse than a poison gas bomb, and it's nowhere near as far as a biochemical nuclear bomb."

But no matter what, the addition of the Filthy Worm greatly strengthened the Mastiff Person's side, restoring his former arrogance.

"Did you see that? This is the power of my divine creation! You are far too weak! And far too fragile!"

Although it is a divine creation, everyone knows this kind of nonsense is the most brainless.

So under the gods' settings, they obey the summoner's commands, just like the elves in…… Pokémon.

"Filthy Worm, devour them!"

Thus, with a shout from the Mastiff Person, it emitted a resonant humming sound, its huge body recoiling like a slingshot to build up power.

However, just as it was preparing to launch its attack, Ji Ming picked up that small gong and struck it hard.

The effect of 【Farewell Technique】 was perfect; from dog to worm, the originally fierce gaze instantly cleared.

Moreover, under Eleanor's doubtful gaze, Ji Ming deliberately put on an innocent demeanor.

"What's wrong? Weren't you going to attack? I've been waiting to die, why aren't you moving?"

Your mother!

The Mastiff Person gritted his teeth in anger.

"……No matter what you do, it's useless! Filthy Worm, kill him!"

"Hum~"

"Clang!"

"Ugh…… you damn thing!"

"Clang!!"

"Ah……"

"Clang!!!"

The two who had been striking it continuously no longer dared to move, and Ji Ming barely managed to stop.

For ordinary people like Eleanor, the gong noise is at most just noisy, but for frenzied creatures, it is a deadly magic sound that pierces the brain.

After being tormented intermittently, the filthy worm's momentum waned, and the mastiff person also shrank back in place.

"You... what weapon is that in your hand?"

It doesn't even take full power to suppress a near‑level‑30 strange creature; it seems the Farewell Technique is still pretty formidable.

After the experiment, Ji Ming lifted the gong and gave it a shake, nonchalantly.

"It's my resolve to punch your mother to death with one fist."

!!!

The mastiff person's blood pressure spiked to the max, and just as it was about to retaliate fiercely, it saw the masked person throw a glass bottle over.

"Good timing!"

He let out a cold snort and waved his hand domineeringly.

"Laughable, no matter what, your conspiracy and sneak attack are useless!"

Perhaps having more eyes really does help one see clearly—the filthy worm spat another mouthful of slime, accurately hitting the medicine bottle in midair.

As everyone knows, the damage and blast radius of an air burst are usually the greatest.

Thus a strong, pungent odor, as if reaching deep into the brain, spread out, like invisible fine needles pricking everyone's respiratory tract.

As the creator, Ji Ming had some resistance, and he promptly handed Eleanor a bottle of Rejuvenation Fourth‑Generation Scent Countermeasure, so he was all right.

But the mastiff person's side was in bad shape.

The mastiff person wailed, kneeling on the ground and rolling about, not to mention that even the worm named "Filthy," which excels at spewing filth, bent over and began to vomit.

They're all restrained? Then I'll have to step in.

After a slight aim, Ji Ming's eyes suddenly began to glow.

No wind‑up, no charging—two beams of radiant holy light struck the worm's neck.

And just like two heated kitchen knives, they easily sliced through its flesh, bones, and meat like butter.

With difficulty lifting its head, the mastiff person saw this shocking scene.

His task here was to summon and breed this filthy worm, and he knew best just how strong and formidable it was.

Even the tough hide that his own full‑strength claw might not cleanly cut through—actually, it just…

His worldview shattered; he could only shake his head to numb himself, repeating over and over.

"No, impossible! The filthy worm's strength isn't just in its body but also in its terrifying regenerative ability—hahaha, even if you… you!"

But the holy light, after severing the filthy worm, didn't disappear; instead it clung to the two cut ends, continuously corroding everything.

"What? Your big maggot's crying is too loud for me to hear."

Moreover, the masked person's means were extraordinarily vicious—the holy light just kept going, as if it were free!

They literally chopped the filthy worm into minced meat, turned it into pus, then gave it a high‑temperature disinfection pass, only stopping after it had completely evaporated.

"You'll revive, huh? Let's see how you keep bouncing around!"

Ji Ming blinked his slightly heated eyes and looked toward the mastiff person…

"Don't~look~at~me… ah! I'm dead!"

Who would have thought he'd immediately let out a piercing wail, collapse to the ground, and start lying stiff as a board.

"Huh? I haven't even touched him yet…"

Just as he was about to explain to Eleanor, he saw her also crouched on the ground, clutching her head, her voice trembling.

"No, no, no, don't look at me either—I'm scared…"