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Chapter 374 - 231 Monster Dies, A New Obsession Acquired

Chapter 374: Chapter 231 Monster Dies, A New Obsession Acquired

The serpent-bodied monster was somewhat stunned at the moment.

Not...

Who’s the monster?

You, a thing whose head turns as freely as a ghost’s, you call me a monster?

Its blood-red muscular face, full of tumor-like bumps, twisted as it bared its sharp teeth, and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Not a monster, Kullos is not a monster!"

Hearing this name, something stirred in Brian’s heart.

Kullos was the owner of the face captured previously during the search; Brian had drawn portraits of the individual at three stages of age based on the facial structure, ultimately confirming his identity.

Kullos had been nine years old when he disappeared in the campfire; as of today, two years later, he was only eleven.

Brian didn’t know how the other had turned into the ghostly figure he was now.

The biotechnology of this world had somewhat edged towards magic realism.

Kullos’s biological transformation was even more horrifying and outlandish than the Spiderman Brian had previously encountered.

After a thought.

He twisted his neck back, turned around, and waved at Kullos entwined in the tree, "Kullos, I’m a detective. Your family has always believed you’re not dead, so they asked me to find you. Can you come down for a chat?"

Consciousness means there’s room for discussion.

"Family..."

Kullos in the tree, his eyes full of blood vessels, flashed with humanized confusion and pain, even a bizarre transparent film flickered continuously across his eyes, as if blinking.

Seeing this.

Brian continued to talk about the names of Kullos’s parents, even fabricating some everyday life details.

Kullos’s records were on file at the police station.

Brian had read them, and as for daily life... the daily white family life in many cities here, it’s pretty much the same, whether it’s diet or something else, all pretty mundane.

Hearing Brian’s continuous description.

Kullos’s expression on his face grew more and more agonized.

His memory seemed to have some issues, "Kullos remembers, Kullos has a family, but Kullos can’t remember clearly, my head hurts, my head hurts so much!"

Seeing its confusion.

Brian quickly said, "Who made you stay here?"

Kullos murmured, "Mr. Reinhardt, he said if Kullos cultivates a hundred Heavenly Grass, he can go home, just a hundred Heavenly Grass, only need a hundred..."

Reinhardt was the boss of the lake camp company!

Brian’s guess was correct; this man indeed had a problem!

Just as he was thinking of gathering more information, the monster suddenly stopped muttering.

It glared at Brian angrily, "You’ve destroyed Kullos’s cultivated Heavenly Grass, Kullos will eat you!"

Countless dense, scale-like patterns popped out on Kullos’s body, now resembling a python, propelling his form to coil and gain momentum like a drawn bow, with its head shooting out.

All this seemed complicated, yet it happened in the blink of an eye.

The opponent’s speed was so astonishing that it even produced a sonic boom.

The next moment.

Bang~

Brian’s double-barreled shotgun roared.

Two large-caliber bullets exploded at close range.

Amidst the flesh and blood.

The ground where Brian had been standing erupted, soil scattering in all directions, revealing a huge deep pit.

The monster’s head was plunged into the earth, its body as tense as an arrow shaft, the whole being like an arrow shot out; anyone hit by such a blow would likely be gone.

"Such strong muscle power, such hard bones, it’s just that the attack method was a bit dumb."

Brian, dodging to the side, reloaded two bullets and fired again at the neck of the monster buried in the dirt.

Bang~

Another burst of blood and flesh bloomed.

In the face of carbon-based life, Brian hadn’t yet seen anything truly capable of withstanding bullets with its flesh; they would all be penetrated to some degree, including himself.

The monster also reacted.

In its pain, its three to four-meter-long body violently jerked around.

Crack~

The hard trunk of the tree was affected, large chunks of bark directly blasting off.

Crack~

Another crack in the air.

The earthen ground was left with a long whip mark.

"Such exaggerated strength..."

Brian easily dodged it.

Out of curiosity.

He timed the trajectory of the opponent’s lashing body, and his right hand met it head-on.

The next moment.

Thousands of pounds of force collided.

An overwhelming, overbearing power surged.

Brian’s body, weighing hundreds of pounds, flew sideways.

In terms of strength, he was actually no match for his opponent.

Seizing the opportunity to whisk Brian away.

The serpent-bodied monster also pulled its head from the mud.

It glared at Brian angrily.

Copious amounts of blood surged from the tumor-tubular area of its neck, the incomplete gunshot wounds on the red meat buds pulsating, bullet fragments being squeezed out, seeming eager to heal rapidly.

Alas, the bullet was too powerful, tumbling through its flesh, causing a cavitation effect.

No matter how hard it tried, it was still unable to close the wounds on its neck.

Its face was even more tragic, previously disgusting like a larger and uglier version of Freddy, now even the nose and mouth were blasted away, indescribably disfigured.

Whether it was the direct impact of the bullet or excessive bleeding, along with the drain of several bursts of exertion.

It struggled for a while before collapsing on the ground like a dead snake, its bloody, blurred mouth constantly emitting beast-like groans, only spewing out various blood froth.

Through these traces, one could see some metallic luster.

That was probably the key reason why Brian’s bullets hadn’t penetrated the monster’s skull.

...

Brian climbed up from the ground, somewhat frustrated.

Since becoming powerful, this was the first time he was at a loss in terms of strength.

He glanced at his own arm.

The strong and powerful right arm had suffered extensive fractures in its tough, iron-like bones due to the monster’s dominating force, with joints twisted and shattered. Even broken bone spurs had pierced through the tough hide that was like that of a wild buffalo, now exposed and looking both disturbing and miserable.

Enduring the pain, Brian’s mind moved.

The next moment, the muscles in his wretched right arm began to move on their own, pushing the shattered bones out of his body, while the tissues underwent a bizarre reconnection among themselves.

In the blink of an eye,

An arm that was tattered and torn was back to its normal state.

As for the blood and fragments of bone and flesh that had fallen off, they were enveloped by a mist of green smoke during their descent and vanished into thin air before even hitting the ground.

"Flesh corrosion bag combined with Pheromone Control and Body Control is truly handy; there’s no need to worry about leaving any traces of bodily tissue out there..."

Brian bared his teeth in a grimace, spurring the Gift Energy to surge through his hand.

In less than five seconds, Brian’s nearly crippled right arm was fully restored, save for some residual bloodstains.

Even those bloodstains were corroded away into nothingness the next second, wrapped up by a wisp of green mist emerging from his pores.

Looking at his pristine right arm, Brian nodded in satisfaction.

Truly environmentally friendly.

Actually, he could have blocked out the pain as well.

The reason he chose not to was simply to temper his will.

Weaklings never become strong.

A true strong man has to have a strong spirit as well.

...

Brian picked up the double-barreled shotgun, reloaded it, and moved to a safe distance, sizing up the monstrous creature before him with a blend of a human head and a serpent’s body.

Previously human, the monster had a name, Kullos, and it had family.

But once it consumed human flesh, whether by choice or force, it ceased to be human in Brian’s eyes.

Kullos’s biological transformation was likely based on serpentine characteristics, and it was an extremely thorough modification.

That was likely the reason behind the creature’s exaggerated strength.

The muscular structure of snakes is very well-developed.

An adult human has around 700 to 800 muscles, while snakes boast between 10,000 to 15,000, each one similar in strength to a human’s bicep.

That’s an astonishing figure.

Of course, due to their anatomical structure, snakes cannot perfectly unleash the power of these muscles, but transformed beings are not normal creatures, and they might very well be able to.

Brian, being not quite human, had muscle fibers like rubber, and their density and toughness far exceeded that of an average person, but his overall muscle count could never match these non-human snake-transformed beings.

This kind of transformation technology was something the FBI excelled at.

The Beast Pavilion under FBI had created a number of Spidermen for various tasks.

Brian had also encountered the FBI’s special squad of beastified agents several times.

This led him to suspect that the people behind all this were from the FBI.

However, one discovery shook Brian’s confidence.

"The internal skeletal structure inside this guy’s head..."

Brian noticed the metallic luster inside the creature’s mouth when it spat out blood foam.

This scene seemed familiar.

Under the rapid turnover of his powerful brain, a scene from several months ago flashed through Brian’s mind.

Right.

It was the Transformer he had killed.

A similar metal device had been implanted within its body.

However, in the Transformer’s head, there was a peculiar metal mesh that, after being smashed, became soft and floppy as if its actual properties had been altered.

After handing over the corpse, Brian hadn’t paid much attention to the details.

The creature before him, Kullos, seemed to have undergone a similar alteration.

Brian licked his lips:

"If I remember correctly, the Transformer was from the Doomsday Sect.

The relationship between the Doomsday Sect and the FBI is very complex, similar to that between Black Light Biotechnology and the NW organization, but the Doomsday Sect clearly does not follow FBI orders, more resembling a private Mutant power with a lot of FBI technology and expertise..."

These details, Susan’s father and his uncle Billy had both mentioned in passing.

Could all of this be the work of the Doomsday Sect?

..

Lost in thought,

Brian waited for a while.

The creature on the ground was indeed tenacious.

Even though the blood on the ground had formed a small puddle, it still hadn’t ceased to struggle.

Considering its mouth was blasted open and its consciousness was probably altered due to the modifications, making communicating difficult,

Brian, being a good man, decided to let it go peacefully.

After all, before the incident, Kullos was just an innocent nine-year-old victim.

Turning into this monstrous form wasn’t Kullos’s fault but the fault of this distorted world.

"Hope you have better luck in your next life, buddy."

With a sense of ceremony, Brian murmured and raised his double-barreled shotgun to the area where the creature’s neck and torso connected, pulling the trigger repeatedly.

This was likely the most vulnerable part of its body.

The powerful flesh-tearing force of the bullets created gaping wounds in the creature’s flesh.

Beneath the torn flesh, there was a layer of exceptional metal mesh, much like what he had seen in the former Transformer.

Ordinary handguns or rifles might struggle to inflict a fatal wound through such a structure,

but Brian’s double-barreled shotgun, specially procured by the sheriff for hunting boundary-ignorant crocodiles, was very powerful.

This metal mesh had already been compromised by Brian’s first shot and posed no resistance to the bullets that followed.

After each shot,

The creature’s neck flesh, bones, and the metal mesh were all torn asunder.

After the sixth reload, all that was left on the ground was a corpse with a severed head.

Almost at the moment of death, a dark red Obsession Little Ball formed and emerged above the corpse.

Jackpot!

...

This Obsession Little Ball, judging by its color, was of decent quality but wasn’t top-notch.

Brian wasn’t too concerned.

What he valued were the creature’s unique abilities.

Especially Pythonification.

The thought of combining his muscle strength with the traits of python muscles was terrifying.

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