Chapter 901: Flesh-and-Blood Parasitism! An Encounter!

Almost the instant the prompt sounded, Lynn’s gaze snapped toward the direction from which the Yin Wind was blowing. He straightened Zuo Zuo and gathered her into his arms, then peered into the distance.

The street was utterly quiet, black mist rolling across it.

And there, at the very end of the street,

thick waves of blood mist surged toward him like a blood spring, rumbling as they came.

Even from this far away, he could clearly smell the pungent stench and the reek of blood.

Clang!

One after another, the windows of the pitch-black buildings around them slammed shut.

A suffocating presence came rolling toward them.

Yin Yi’s face turned deathly pale. She hurried to Lynn’s side and warily stared at the surging blood mist.

“Mr. Lynn…”

Lynn watched from afar. A grand, uncanny smile slowly spread across his face as he adjusted his Monocle.

“Ah, looks like we’ve stumbled into an encounter battle. But to run into my sworn enemy right here in the street, of all places… It seems my luck today is unusually good after all. Heh heh heh heh ha.”

Although I don’t really want to say this…

But, Mr. Lynn, could you maybe stop acting like some great villain?!

(ó﹏ò｡) Hugs herself tightly.

That smile of yours would make you look like an evil overlord anywhere you went. It’s so creepy that even Yin Yi is terrified (o╥﹏╥o). We’re supposed to be on the side of justice, aren’t we?

“Mr. Lynn, do you mean… the Flesh and Blood Cult? Are those people on Earth affiliated with them?”

Yin Yi hastily tried to change the subject, hoping to dilute the evil atmosphere a little.

Lynn pinched his Monocle with a smile. “Heh heh, that’s right. The Evil God’s minions are spread across all the worlds. The Flesh and Blood Humanoid in there, and the ones we’ve run into now, are both part of their forces. But don’t imagine they’re all that powerful. There are plenty of terrifying beings in this hell.”

Holding the limp Wushen in his arms, Lynn stretched languidly. The bones in his body crackled.

Then, under Yin Yi’s horrified gaze,

the flesh on Lynn’s face began to twist and deform with a wet, squelching sound. He still wore that relaxed smile, but his entire face was writhing. In less than two seconds, Lynn had transformed into another form through Cataclysm. Tentacle after tentacle slithered out from beneath the blanket over his legs.

Eek!

Yin Yi was terrified out of her wits by the sight. Looking at the writhing tentacles crawling over the wheelchair, she stammered,

“Mr… Mr. Lynn, what are you…”

Lynn stroked the stubble that had appeared with his transformation, his face still set in that uncanny-valley smile. He took off his hat and elegantly planted himself in the middle of the road.

The corners of his mouth curled up.

“Ah! Since we’re all comrades of the Flesh and Blood Cult, of course we ought to hitch a ride. Does my Desire Sect not count as part of the Flesh and Blood Cult? Hm?”

Achoo!

In some distant, unknown domain, the Desire Mother Tree let out a decidedly inauspicious sneeze.

Yin Yi stared blankly.

With that radiant, beaming smile still on his face, Lynn waited for the blood mist to draw closer. The aura around him grew ever more like that of the Domain of Desire. Although the Flesh and Blood Dominator and the Desire Mother Tree had already fallen out, as long as their followers had any sense, they certainly wouldn’t choose this moment to spread the news.

The reasoning was simple enough.

They had suffered a crushing defeat in the Cursed City, and their losses had been severe. If the First Sect and the Second Sect now openly broke off relations and began fighting each other…

Heh heh heh heh!

That would be as good as telling every mysterious faction in hell: Come on over! Come on over! I’m split wide open, nice and easy to screw. Anyone can have a go! Hurry! Hurry! First come, first served!

So Lynn was certain that neither the shrewd woman, the Desire Mother Tree, nor the Flesh and Blood Dominator would let the Flesh and Blood Cult fall into chaos now. They would surely grit their teeth and maintain the status quo. If they deliberately severed their ties completely and then let this news spread, they would only be making trouble for themselves!

And since he had ended the livestream long ago,

the only ones who now knew that Desire and Flesh and Blood had fallen out were him and those few Roots.

…

The blood mist rolled closer.

Along with it came faint, sticky, squelching noises, as well as a cacophony of maddening, terrifying Whispers, like the chattering of countless insects.

Yin Yi’s gaze darted about.

She had no idea what was inside the blood mist, but its aura alone was already far beyond anything she had encountered among the ghosts on Earth.

“Don’t be afraid. Come over here.”

Lynn’s lips curled slightly as he adjusted his glasses.

Yin Yi instinctively moved beside Lynn’s wheelchair. But before she could say anything, a tentacle instantly slithered around her waist. She was about to cry out, but Lynn had already pulled her into his arms and covered her frightened mouth.

“Don’t make a sound. You’ll have to behave and play along with me in a moment. It’s perfectly normal for the Affiliated Race of the Desire Sect to have a few slave girls. If there aren’t any, people might find it suspicious. So you have to be good, all right?”

Yin Yi stared up at him with big, aggrieved eyes. All she could do was nod meekly, and only then did Lynn let her go.

“Mr. Lynn… are you planning to infiltrate their ranks?”

Lynn gently stroked her cheek with his fingers, as though admiring a work of art.

“Flesh-and-Blood Parasitism. It’s a strange mission with no explanation at all. And when something like that comes up, there’s bound to be some kind of hidden agenda behind it. I just sent my eldest sister to Earth. Who knows what else they might be up to?”

Yin Yi was bewildered, but her gaze grew increasingly uneasy.

The current Mr. Lynn felt completely different. He was elegant yet wicked, as though he had truly become a dark aristocrat.

“They’re here.”

Lynn turned with a beaming smile and stopped his Top Hat in the middle of the road.

Whoooosh!

The surging blood mist swept to either side before him, its gusts whipping his hair into a frenzy. From within the blood mist, a scarlet beam of light, like a searchlight, shone faintly onto Lynn. An immense pressure came crashing down.