Colonial Suit

Chapter 425: The Rise of the Blood Moon!!

Blood spurted like a fountain, drenching Singer's head and face. [Please remember the domain name] But he didn't blink an eye, just desperately pressed down with all his might. Under the gaze of the blood pupil, the bone plates on the outside of his arms began to deform, gradually becoming as sharp as spears, extending little by little from the mutated beast's wound...

Pierce, then pierce again...

The mutated beast screamed frantically, but it couldn't change its fate no matter what. In fact, Singer had already wounded its heart with his first strike. Its current struggle was just a dying gasp.

Gradually, its movements became smaller and smaller, and its voice became lower and lower. Finally, it softly lowered its limbs. It didn't move anymore...

Only then did Singer gasp violently, slowly pulling out the bone spear. Only at this time did the blood pupil see clearly that his bone spear actually extended more than five meters long, looking like an ancient medieval knight's spear. It was indescribably sharp and heavy. After pulling out the spear, Singer didn't jump down immediately. Instead, he vigilantly looked at the mutated beast for a while, then suddenly waved his hand, and the spear swept towards the mutated beast's throat!!

The sharp spear tip instantly broke through the mutated beast's scales and throat, and at the same time, Singer stretched out his arm and stabbed the bone spear into the mutated beast's head! The mutated beast's body trembled violently, and then it completely died.

"This guy has more tenacious vitality than I imagined."

Panting heavily, Singer said in a hoarse voice. "Even if its heart is pierced by me, it's still waiting to give me a deathbed counterattack."

"Hehe..."

Singer chuckled dryly and was about to jump off the mutated beast's body. But his feet softened, and he fell straight down. With the fall, all the bone armor on his body shattered, and even the bone spear broke into several pieces. Just like porcelain.

Lying on the bone fragments, Singer's muscles suddenly began to twitch, as if he was suffering unimaginable pain. His face was twisted, his muscles twitched, and a roar like a wild beast came from deep in his throat. Large patches of blood seeped from his pores, and in a short while, it dyed him red.

"Cells are overloaded," Blood Pupil stood up and slowly walked to his side. "Are you trying to die with this kind of mutation?"

"Don't... don't nag..." Singer groaned in pain. "Help me... find a way... help me."

"How do you want me to help you?" Blood Pupil raised an eyebrow. "Do you want me to find some herbs with anesthetic properties, knock you unconscious, or... kill you?"

"Anything... anything is fine... help... help me..." Singer's condition deteriorated sharply, and in just a few seconds, it seemed like he had lost his mind. He groaned in pain, wishing he could bang his head on the ground if he could move.

This shows how amazing his previous mutation was for him. According to Blood Pupil's estimation, this mutation was obviously at the cost of his life. The cells were violently changed, and the pain was simply unimaginable. Perhaps it could only be compared to when he first absorbed the colony unit.

That was a riot at the cellular level, and it couldn't be alleviated by ordinary means at all. And even if he knocked him unconscious, the damage to his body would be irreparable.

This guy... why is he working so hard?

Looking at Singer's painful groans, Blood Pupil shook his head. He still kicked him in the head. Directly knocked him unconscious.

After doing this, he raised his head again and observed the mutated beast again. From this angle, the mutated beast looked huge and unparalleled. It was like a collapsed building. The height from its chest to the ground was about twenty meters. It was really difficult for Singer to pierce its heart with one blow. But these were meaningless to Blood Pupil. He just raised his hand and made a cutting motion. He forcibly unloaded one of the mutated beast's arms. The cut was as smooth as a mirror, and not even blood flowed out. Then he flipped and cut for a while, and this mutated beast's arm turned into countless pieces of meat.

Blood Pupil's control over the force field is becoming more and more proficient...

As dusk approached, the momentum of the deathly gale gradually weakened. Blood Pupil casually found a wind-sheltered depression on one side of the canyon and began to set up camp. He took out the tent from Singer's canvas bag and set it up, then lit a bonfire and put the mutated beast's meat on the fire to roast. It was strange to say that although this mutated beast looked terrifying, its meat was not very polluted. Only under the surface of the skin was there a layer of severely polluted film. After removing this layer, the fresh meat was exposed.

This is a miracle of biological evolution... With just one glance, Blood Pupil knew that this mutated beast had adapted to the harsh environment of X35 and had embarked on a unique evolutionary path. Of course, this mutation was only basic. If given time, it would definitely become a new species.

It's a pity it doesn't have this opportunity... Blood Pupil smiled slightly. He took a bite of the roasted piece of meat.

This mutated beast was huge, but its meat was delicious. And because of its mutation and evolution, its meat was crystal clear and almost transparent. It tasted excellent. Even Blood Pupil, who often tasted delicacies from the advanced world, couldn't help but eat heartily. In the blink of an eye, he ate several pieces. The delicious oil fell on the bonfire, making crackling sounds.

Night was gradually falling, and seven hours had passed without knowing it. Blood Pupil finally heard a low groan in his ear. He said without turning his head.

"Awake?"

Singer shook his head and struggled to sit up. At this moment, he had regained his sanity. Although he was weak, he could control himself. "I remember what happened before, thank you."

"No need to thank me, it's just an agreement," Blood Pupil replied lightly, then threw a skewer of roasted meat over. "Eat something, you need these."

"I have food in my backpack. Who knows if this thing is polluted," Singer complained.

"Don't worry, if it was polluted, I would have been unlucky long ago. This thing is cleaner than you think," Blood Pupil replied. Finally, he looked at the cloudy sky. He asked softly.

"That thing, is that the target you are looking for this time?"

"Maybe, who knows?" Singer frowned, seemingly trying to recall. But he gave up after a while. "I was still young at that time. My memory is too vague. But I always feel that something is wrong. This guy doesn't seem as powerful as I thought. Of course, maybe it's because I remembered it wrong."

"Then what are your plans?"

"I still have to search here for a while," Singer replied affirmatively, taking a bite of the piece of meat and chewing it heartily. His voice became blurred. "This time... um... tastes good... this time, although I didn't use you, I still thank you. If you have something to do, leave first... our agreement... is still valid. When you go to Karlster again... I will give you citizen status."

"Heh..." Blood Pupil laughed. Of course, he wouldn't care about this reward. But he felt that things were not that simple. Although this mutated beast was extremely terrifying to ordinary people, it was far from qualified if it was really like the legend Singer knew.

"When the eighteenth blood-colored moon rises, the huge devil will walk out from the ground. It carries the ancient sins, the thirst for blood, and will spread death again on the earth. No one can survive in front of it, just like no one can resist the call of the King of the Underworld. It is God's punishment, the end of human sins..."

How could a devil with such destructive power be compared to this mutated beast? Even if the legend is exaggerated, it is impossible.

But since Singer said so, Blood Pupil didn't insist. He just thought about searching again himself later.

The bonfire flickered, making crackling sounds. Blood Pupil changed the subject.

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"Your transformation at that time?"

"You know I'm a mutant, and you look down on me, right?" Singer interrupted Blood Pupil and said calmly. "It doesn't matter, I'm used to it."

"You know I don't mean that," Blood Pupil shook his head. "But you should know how much damage that kind of mutation does to you."

"It's just dying sooner. I know how dangerous it is. But I can't live without this power," Singer took another bite of the piece of meat and sighed. "I am a naturally awakened mutant. From the moment I woke up, I knew the power lurking in my body. And I quickly learned to use it."

Speaking of this, Singer smiled bitterly. He quietly looked at Blood Pupil. "Actually, I know it's like poison. Every time I use it, it will reduce my life. But what can I do? To kill that devil, I have made all the preparations."

"............" Looking at Singer's firm eyes, Blood Pupil fell silent. He remembered the scene when he used the colony unit at the beginning. The same choice, the same firmness. This is the price that must be paid for the pursuit of power. It's just that he is to survive, and Singer... has a clearer purpose.

Is this persistence? Why does he feel a kind of sadness?

Blood Pupil didn't want to think about it. He picked up the blanket beside him and surrounded himself with a pit, then said to Singer. "Sleep, we have to continue tomorrow. You need to rest before that."

Singer lowered his head and answered. But he added one more sentence. "Thank you."

Blood Pupil didn't answer, but quickly closed his eyes.

The night was long... only a bonfire flickered in the canyon. Unknowingly, Singer also fell asleep. Originally, someone should be on guard in the wilderness at night, but both of them were experienced veterans. As long as there was danger, they could wake up at the first time. So there was no need to go through the motions.

Silently... the dark clouds in the sky churned and boiled. Gradually... a gap actually opened up, and a blood-like moon quietly appeared in the night sky. It was like a devil's eye, watching the earth with cruelty and bloodlust.

The ground of the canyon trembled slightly, from imperceptible to violent, and finally the cliffs on both sides began to shake. Large pieces of rock fell, smashing on the ground and making bursts of roaring.

The two woke up at the first time and drilled out of the tent together. Singer stared blankly at all this. He couldn't help but exclaim.

"How is it possible... why does the blood moon... rise today!!"

But no one could answer him, because at this moment, a huge roar suddenly came from under his feet. The ground of the entire canyon suddenly collapsed, cracking a bottomless gap. From the gap, a huge and unparalleled mouth suddenly stretched out, swallowing the corpse of the large mutated beast in just one go.

Blood Pupil was sharp-eyed and saw at a glance that this terrifying mouth... was actually made of metal!!

That is... huge steel!!

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