Chapter 256: Weird Derivatives

Liang Wen lifted his right hand, which wore Fingerless Gloves, and pressed the Communicator against his ear.

"This is the Dark-Blooded King, codename Abyss Walker."

"We have reached the designated airspace."

"Now, commence... the curtain‑call ceremony."

His tone still carried that habitual cantata, yet the chill in it made the operator on the other end shiver.

"Ground guidance locked; the Divine Retribution protocol is now active!"

"Psychic depleted‑uranium rounds, first volley synchronized, prepare—"

"Fire!"

At Liang Wen's command, the three heavy‑armed attack helicopters circling above the clouds unleashed fire simultaneously.

Dozens of long‑spiked projectiles trailing eerie blue tails instantly tore through the rain curtain.

These custom munitions, each costly, were filled with highly compressed Weird Extract solution, designed specifically for rule‑type Weird materialized corpses.

Eerie blue meteors rained down from the sky.

They swept across the heavens, bearing a sense of judgment, and slammed hard into the massive Bone City wall.

There was no deafening roar as expected.

When these depleted‑uranium rounds touched the white bone, their internal stable energy‑circulation arrays collapsed instantly, erupting a visible deep‑blue light wave that spread in a circular ring.

It was an annihilation of high‑frequency vibration.

The once‑indestructible, tank‑piercing pale skeletons, under the wash of those blue halos, began to crumble and fragment like wind‑dried sand sculptures millennia old.

Bone fragments filled the sky, forming a Weird white sandstorm.

When the first layer of bone wall was brutally stripped away, the nauseating truth hidden inside was revealed.

Beneath the several‑meter‑thick calcified layer, it was not hollow but packed with plump, bright‑red flesh chunks still beating vigorously.

Those flesh pieces were riddled with vessels of all sizes, and viscous slime gushed out from the ruptures.

The entire city.

Was truly alive.

It wailed.

A sharp, soul‑piercing screech, inaudible to human ears, erupted from deep within the Meat Mountain.

"Phase two, sonic suppressor activated!"

Liang Wen's silhouette flickered at the edge of the cockpit.

On the city streets below, several specially modified armored vehicles were already in position.

Their massive dish antennas at the tops turned slowly, locking onto the wildly trembling Meat Mountain.

"Buzz—"

An invisible air ripple, centered on the armored vehicle, spread fan‑shaped over the Bone City.

This special band, developed against Weird frequencies, effectively interferes with its energy transmission, halting regeneration.

The Meat Mountain, which had been attempting to regrow bone and heal wounds, suddenly halted its motions.

Those writhing vessels began to wither en masse, and the white tendrils that had been expanding into neighboring blocks curled back like fire‑charred earthworms.

"That's the power of technology—crude, but undeniably effective."

Liang Wen watched the scene of technology suppressing the Weird beneath his feet, a slight curve forming at the corner of his mouth.

But he knew clearly.

This was only the beginning.

A Quasi‑S that would give Lord Wei a headache; if it could be solved so easily by conventional weapons, it wouldn't be called a disaster.

At the moment the detectors showed energy readings dropping and ground forces prepared to launch the final assault,

a change occurred.

At the gaping, blood‑splattered breach, what poured out was no longer dark‑red blood.

But a jet‑black, tar‑like, viscous gel.

These black substances, upon contact with air, did not flow like normal liquids but hardened at a speed defying physics.

They coated the damaged flesh, forming a black glossy shell that glimmered with metallic sheen.

Subsequent depleted‑uranium impacts struck the shell, leaving only a few white streaks.

"These substances... are self‑evolving?"

Liang Wen's gaze changed.

He saw the shattered white bone fragments and rotten flesh scattered across the streets.

They had not lost vitality with the passage of time.

On the contrary.

Under the black gel encasement, the fragments began to twist and reassemble on the ground in a Weird manner.

One, two.

Thousands upon thousands.

From each fist‑sized piece of broken flesh sprouted six slender, hooked white bone legs.

They resembled a horde of skin‑shed, human‑faced, bony beetles crawling madly over the damp, cold asphalt.

These "Bone Worms" converged into a white tide, crossing obstacles and bypassing fire lines.

Their target was not the firing armored cars but the ordinary soldiers guarding the outer perimeter.

A soldier behind a bunker, before he could react, had a Bone Worm leap onto his neck.

The worm's sharp proboscis instantly tore through the bullet‑proof fibers.

Immediately after.

That soldier let out a shrill, twisted scream, and in just a few seconds his whole body was drained by that tiny bone worm into a desiccated husk.

Damn it! Those are Weird derivatives!

On the ground command channel, the formerly gentle voice had long since vanished, leaving only a chaotic mix of howls and gunfire.

Everyone, keep your distance! Don't let those things get close!

Damn, they can fly—they actually can fly!

Liang Wen in the sky, his face darkened.

He watched as the bone worms slowly grew wings, a cloud of them eager to try flying toward the transport plane, and he let out a long sigh.

Liang Wen realized that, when facing flying enemies, staying inside the transport plane would only mean waiting to die.

He had to get out of here.

Pilot, lower altitude!

Under the night sky, the transport plane began to lower its altitude.

When they were still three or four meters above the ground, Liang Wen leapt down.

He was like a black lightning bolt tearing through the night, striking straight toward the ground.

After his feet touched the ground, his windcoat flailed wildly in the air, like a hawk about to seize its prey.

Ouyang Feng.

If this is the evolution you wanted.

Then I'll take responsibility and carve the most perfect... epitaph for you.

His voice lingered for a long time.

And deep within Bone City.

A gigantic eye composed of countless rotting eyeballs slowly opened.

Staring fixedly.

Locking onto the figure standing ahead of the worm swarm.