Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Chapter 3277: The Whole Story

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Cavern.

Listening to the Mycoid Clan’s account, Fang Heng and Zane finally understood what had actually happened.

The source still lay with the spawns.

Although the Mycoid Clan lived within the territory of the Mechanical Clan, they did not receive the Mechanical Clan’s protection. After the death of the Evil God’s main body, they no longer received its blessing either, and survival grew increasingly difficult.

So, long ago, the Mycoid Clan sought refuge with the spawns and became part of the Spawn Alliance.

This time, too, they had received orders from the spawns to temporarily safeguard the spawn’s sacred relic in the cavern of the Mycoid Clan.

The Mycoid Clan possessed a rare secret technique, able to absorb the excess energy spilling from an object’s surface by means of their fungal bodies.

Fang Heng heard this and secretly nodded to himself.

It matched.

The so-called spawn’s sacred relic corresponded to the remains of the God Clan.

On the surface, the spawns still had to deal with the Descenders of the God Clan and had no time to handle the remains of the God, so they disguised it as a sacred relic and handed it over to the Mycoid Clan. Using the Mycoid Clan’s special ability, they temporarily suppressed the power of the God Clan’s remains.

As for Zane...

Fang Heng slanted his eyes at Zane.

Zane immediately shrank his neck and hurriedly pleaded for his subordinates. "Brother Fang Heng, these people are all my believers. They didn’t know it was you—otherwise, even with ten thousand times the courage, they wouldn’t have dared."

"Please spare us, my lord."

When the Mycoid Clan saw that the Shadow God, whom they had worshiped and prayed to for generations, was so respectful toward an invader, they instantly understood they had provoked an existence they could not afford to offend, and quickly kowtowed for mercy.

"Rise," Fang Heng gestured for the Mycoid Clan to stand. "Take me to see it."

"Yes, please follow us."

The Mycoid Clan dared not delay and led the two forward, bent over.

Ahead, the passage of the grotto was covered in layer upon layer of fungus.

As they approached, the fungal layers quickly spread aside, receding to reveal a passage for them to walk through.

They advanced until they reached the main fungal chamber.

At the center of the main chamber stood a bronze sacrificial altar.

The remains of the God Clan were placed plainly on top of the bronze altar.

"Hey, Fang Heng..."

Zane observed the remains on the altar with some wariness and muttered, "Something’s not right."

"Mm."

Fang Heng focused his divine sense and released his perception.

The aura of the Seed of Ouroboros was germinating within the remains, attempting to fuse with their power.

From the decayed wounds on the remains’ half-rotted skin, strange mottled patterns spread outward.

The remains were instinctively resisting the Seed of Ouroboros’s fusion and erosion.

On the outermost layer of the remains, the Mycoid Clan’s special fungal layers were absorbing the power that leaked from the corpse.

It seemed as though three forces were locked in a strange balance.

If that balance were broken...

The power of the Seed of Ouroboros would likely completely devour the God Clan’s remains.

At that time, the Beetle King would absorb and devour the power of the God’s remains and revive.

Fang Heng studied the remains, the corner of his mouth curling into a smile.

No, that was wrong.

He had fought the Beetle King Tantalus before.

The power of the Seed of Ouroboros was far more than this!

It was secretly gathering strength, only disguising itself outwardly as if entangled with the God’s remains.

Fang Heng sneered inwardly.

Such a trick might fool the God Clan, but it could never fool him!

The Beetle King’s power had not yet recovered—this was the best opportunity.

Fang Heng asked casually, "The spawns don’t know what’s happening here?"

"We already sent them word that we were under attack by a powerful invader, but we haven’t received a reply."

The elder of the Mycoid Clan shook his head and explained, "Since the spawns placed the sacred relic here, our communication with them has become slow. Most of the time, it’s the spawns sending us commands. Recently, we’ve suffered several attacks from outsiders, but the spawns’ responses were very delayed."

Fang Heng said, "If the spawns send another message, tell them the invader has already been dealt with."

The Mycoid Clan nodded in unison, "Yes."

Fang Heng raised his hand toward the God’s remains, gathering his mental strength and urging the power of the Seed of Ouroboros.

"Chi, chi, chi, chi..."

The remains trembled violently under the influence of the aura. The strange mottled patterns on the decayed skin spread rapidly, and in an instant, the ashen-gray flesh turned jet-black.

An alarming power leaked uncontrollably from the remains of the God!

"Careful!"

Sensing the terrifying fluctuations spilling from the remains, Zane’s heart jumped. He hurriedly warned his believers, and shadows instantly wrapped around him and his followers as they retreated at speed.

The elders of the Mycoid Clan shook in terror at the sound, and under the cover of shadows, they fell to their knees, knocking their heads on the ground.

"Chi!!"

The God’s remains on the altar suddenly leaped into the air. A massive bloody hole tore open in its chest.

"Whoosh!"

A black shadow shot out from the bloody chest cavity, striking toward Fang Heng!

Fang Heng had already stepped back in advance.

A serpent shadow!

A serpent shadow had burst out of the God’s remains!

After one failed sneak attack, the thick serpent-shaped body floated in the air, its head locked onto Fang Heng.

"Tantalus?"

Fang Heng gazed with interest at the monster that had crawled out from the thorax of the God Clan’s remains.

It was a giant worm, about three meters long, pitch-black all over, its body covered in dense barbs, and a human face grew on its head.

The Beetle King Tantalus!

But now Tantalus’s face was twisted with rage, his eyes blood-red, his mouth split back to the roots of his ears, exposing rows of sharp teeth.

"You again!"

Tantalus glared at Fang Heng with murderous intent, wishing to tear him to pieces.

If not for Fang Heng, how could he have ended up like this!

Now his body was completely shattered, and only his consciousness and a portion of his residual power clung to the God Clan’s remains.

Because the surviving cocoon could not supply him with enough strength, Tantalus was unable to quickly assimilate and absorb the power of the God Clan’s remains. At the same time, he feared extermination by the spawns and pursuit by his own kind, so he had simply pretended to be defeated, hiding within the remains while slowly gathering power.

He had never expected to encounter Fang Heng again!

"Roar!!"

Murderous intent overflowed from Tantalus’s eyes as he let out an enraged roar. His body writhed madly, and countless small serpent bodies burst from the reverse scales on his skin, surging toward Fang Heng in a vast tide.

"Heh, it’s been a while, but you’ve only grown weaker."

A mocking smile tugged at Fang Heng’s lips. His figure did not move. He simply raised his right hand slowly, and his right pupil shone with a dark golden light.

The God’s Eye.

In the sacred form, the power amplified by the God’s Eye instantly magnified the destructive effect of the God’s Punishment skill by dozens of times.

"God’s Punishment!"

"Boom!!!"

A thick bolt of purple lightning crashed down from the sky, striking precisely at the Beetle King’s head.