Chapter 707 - Chapter 707 – The Wig’s Obsession
Chapter 707 – The Wig’s Obsession
“Poof!”
This highly penetrating materialized tentacle struck heavily when the “hood” was completely unable to resist.
It hit right on the bridge of the nose!
“Crack!”
With a crisp sound, the nose, which had initially retained its shape, instantly collapsed, caving in about three centimeters.
If it weren’t for the “hood” covering it, this tentacle would have created a crater on the head that resembled the surface of the moon.
And it would be the kind that’s extremely horrifying to look at…
Upon hearing that crisp sound, even Ling Mo felt a chill down his spine.
But immediately, his expression changed.
A depression had appeared, but… the “hood” wasn’t punctured!
As the mental energy was exhausted in the impact, the caved-in part surprisingly started to slowly bulge back out.
Although the nose couldn’t recover, it returned to the same level as the cheeks…
This is just way too elastic!
On this tentacle, Ling Mo had infused a large amount of mental energy.
If his target had been the concrete ground instead of the “hood,” he would have easily created a hole at least half a finger deep.
He had considered the possibility that he might not be able to pierce through the “hood” completely, but he never expected this kind of result.
The “hood” remained unscathed, without even a white mark, while the shell was torn apart but immediately filled back in…
Ling Mo tried to control himself not to imagine the scene inside the “hood,” as the thought of it made his willpower waver due to disgust.
“I was wrong, this monster is much weirder than Black Silk…”
This was the strongest existence among the “Wigs”…
“What should I do?”
Ling Mo’s mind raced. He could already feel the throbbing pain coming from his temple.
Those “hairs” were slowly working their way out. Although their movements were not aggressive, their force, akin to an abandoned vehicle compressor, put immense pressure on Ling Mo.
If he continued to wear himself out against it, his psychic power would reach a dangerous level of depletion.
Most importantly, this Monster kept secreting that Liquid…
The “Hair” that extended deep within the shell was connected to the “Hair” on the outside. That Liquid was drawn from inside the shell and then flowed onto the external “Hair”.
The Liquid didn’t have any odor, but with Ling Mo standing so close to it for a while, his inner excitement kept growing stronger…
The Little Zombie Puppet’s resistance also became more intense, which, in effect, further increased Ling Mo’s psychic power consumption.
“This Monster must be a master of drugging! It keeps drugging you during the fight!” Ling Mo now understood why the Bird Zombie had to flee. To this Monster, he definitely counted as top-tier delicacy, and in Cuihu, the “Wig” would undoubtedly keep causing trouble for him every few days.
The Bird Zombie was powerful and fast, so escaping posed no issue, but defeating the “Wig” was another matter.
In a short time, it wouldn’t be able to get rid of the “Wig,” and if dragged out, it would continue to be drugged…
“I should have named it Elizabeth…” Ling Mo thought, “‘Wig’ must have a deep obsession with Elizabeth…”
“Click, click!”
The “Wig’s” head suddenly twisted as if it was “looking up” at Ling Mo.
Startled, Ling Mo didn’t have time to think. He shot out two more Tentacles.
This time, his force was even more intense than before, just to see how extraordinary the “Hood’s” defensive capability was.
“Poof, poof!”
The “Wig’s” head jerked back more than a hundred degrees, the angle extremely eerie.
However, after two seconds, the “click, click” sound came from within the “Hood” again.
At the same time, the face that had turned backward slowly twisted back to the front.
Ling Mo felt chills down his spine. This was beyond bizarre…
The additional two depressions on the face were once again filled, and Ling Mo didn’t need to guess what the filling material was…
“Wait… this shell is not just a vessel, is it?”
Ling Mo suddenly had a realization.
With the preconceived notion from the watery corpses, Ling Mo hadn’t paid much attention to this shell.
He had initially thought it was just for containing Liquid, but the state of the “Hood” made him rethink his assumption.
It’s not that simple…
“Could it be… like a Spider?”
A hint of shock flashed in Ling Mo’s eyes.
Although the “Wig” bore no resemblance to a Spider, the similarity in their modus operandi was striking!
The “Hood” itself shouldn’t be able to secrete that much Liquid, but if it could produce some special solution and had beforehand digested most of the body’s flesh and blood into rampage virus Liquid, then… that could explain why this shell, while maintaining its general shape, had such an obviously disproportionate weight.
Moreover, its twisted form clearly indicated the loss of many internal organs…
But the most crucial insight came from Ling Mo’s sensations when he attacked the head. Though the bones were intact, there was no resistance once he pierced through…
The head must have been completely hollowed out…
“Truly a monstrous pervert!” Ling Mo shuddered, this Monster was beyond bizarre-it was a literal miracle of horror!
Moreover, living on the Ceiling, its early survival rate was astonishingly high!
By now, it had essentially become the undisputed dominant force in Cuihu…
This wasn’t just about its lethality but its methods.
Had Ling Mo and his companions not discovered it, and if this Monster continued its evolution, it might have turned even larger areas into complete no-go zones.
Who knows what terrifying super Monster it could ultimately become!
“Thankfully, it’s not a Progenitor… but the virus it secretes continuously affects the surrounding Zombies. As these Zombies devour each other, their mutations would naturally become freakish… In that sense, it could be considered a half-Progenitor…”
Ling Mo now deeply dreaded this Monster. His psychic tentacles kept attacking, but his focus had shifted to the shell.
Unable to break through the “Hood,” he had to destroy the shell first!
Ling Mo was also concerned that completely breaking it open might cause a massive Liquid explosion, so he targeted only the joints.
Even if the “Hair” acted as a flexible support, shattering the bones entirely ought to hinder it somewhat…
“Poof, poof, poof, poof, poof!”
The “Wig” almost collapsed to the ground. Although its Arms could still twist in an exceedingly eerie manner, it was basically incapable of launching any more attacks.
Ling Mo kept his psychic tentacles firmly wrapped around its Hair, but he could feel the resistance was gradually growing stronger. He knew he had little time left!
This Monster wasn’t familiar with his attack methods and had suffered because of it. But whether this suffering would translate into actual harm depended on Ling Mo’s skills!
Seeing that the shell was almost destroyed and the “Wig” might break free at any moment, Ling Mo didn’t immediately back away.
Not a single second could be wasted!
Once again, his tentacles struck out, this time targeting the previously shattered nose area!
A frenzied barrage from his materialized tentacles!
Each tentacle hit the same spot, which had just been filled in again, but soon the depression reappeared.
And with the relentless onslaught, the depression never got a chance to fill back up!!
“I don’t believe your durability is that amazing…”
In mere seconds, Ling Mo’s tentacles had attacked the spot no less than a hundred times!
If it were physical movements, Ling Mo could never have reached this level.
But the tentacle attacks were just a thought away for him. As long as Ling Mo stayed focused, his psychic power was strong enough, and his neural reaction speed was quick enough-he could do it!
However, the consumption of mental energy in those few seconds was terrifying. By the end of the attack, Ling Mo even felt his mind go blank for a moment.
This blankness was due to the high-intensity short-term energy drain, not because his mental energy had been completely depleted.
“Huff… huff…”
Gasping for breath, Ling Mo shot out another tentacle.
“Squish!”
Ling Mo’s eyes brightened up instantly. At that moment, he felt like he had punctured a balloon!
That mass of Hair trembled violently, as if it were in tremendous pain!
But Ling Mo didn’t have much time to celebrate; a tremendous force suddenly struck. His psychic tentacles couldn’t hold on any longer; the intangible mental energy collapsed instantly, and the binding force on the “Wig” vanished!
Seeing the massive clump of Hair rolling towards him, Ling Mo hurriedly stepped back. The Little Zombie Puppet darted forward, grabbed the “Wig,” and forcefully yanked it away from Ling Mo.