Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength
Chapter 455 - 452: The Second Round of Mutation

Chapter 455: Chapter 452: The Second Round of Mutation

Ronald had already made preparations for the ensuing battle.

Staring at the enemy who continued to laugh maniacally within the power of the "Sun’s Day," he faintly sensed something extremely dangerous right before his eyes, and he absolutely couldn’t allow this thing to remain unscathed!

However, in the midst of Ronald’s extremely vigilant gaze, the opponent still made no other move.

The power of the "Sun’s Day" that wrapped around Patricia’s longsword continued to burn, soon thoroughly incinerating the evil cult magician, turning him into a clump of ash on the ground.

"..."

"Just... just died like that?"

Looking at the pile of black ash on the ground, Heloise couldn’t help but speak up:

"He was like that just now, and he died without any fuss? You must be joking!"

Ronald hadn’t yet responded to Heloise when Patricia, who had just taken a step back, stepped forward again, "No matter what, he’s already dead. What we need to do is face this outcome."

As she finished speaking, the girl took her longsword back from Ronald’s hand.

Her gaze swept over the blade, and Patricia immediately raised an eyebrow.

Although Ronald had immediately taken turns to imbue it with the power of the "Sun’s Day" upon contact, the tiny flesh buds still inflicted irreparable damage to the sword in a short time, leaving the tip of the longsword pitted and marked almost everywhere.

If she hadn’t pulled away in time...

It was obvious what the outcome would have been should these flesh buds have spread.

Clap clap—

Feeling the solemn atmosphere among the three of them, Heloise lightly clapped her hands together, her tone becoming more relaxed:

"So the end result is that my precious magic potion was wasted."

"But to be honest, this isn’t too big of an issue, it’s still within what I can bear!"

Watching Heloise try to lighten the mood, Ronald also prepared to join in the conversation.

But the next second, his expression turned serious and the words he was about to say were swiftly retracted. He suddenly turned to look around, his stance and gaze shifting to a defensive state.

Ronald’s change in demeanor was quickly followed by Heloise sensing something amiss.

Heloise, whose empathetic abilities were always active, had reached an unimaginable level of perceptiveness. Despite the darkness inside the building, she could still hear sounds of numerous people approaching their location.

The current situation was quite strange.

The Swollen Demon had already been killed by Patricia and Heloise.

The magic fluctuations within the building began to grow chaotic.

But there was not a single person crying out in pain like the office workers in the commercial district’s office building.

The building that should have ’come to life’...

The air was even quieter than when the three of them had arrived.

It was only Ronald and Heloise, with their exceptionally keen sensory abilities, who could feel that something was approaching them in the darkness. Patricia, a swordsman specialized in combat, could only assume a defensive stance, following the lead of the other two.

The ’friends’ in the darkness did not make Ronald and his companions wait for long.

After a few breaths passed, at least a dozen disheveled men and women emerged from around them, each with a smile that seemed carved from the same mold, and then collectively set their gaze upon Ronald and his company.

From their appearance, these individuals seemed to be the original staff or customers of the building.

But their unified movements, eerie expressions, and the subtle timing of their appearances.

All these combined clearly indicated their current state.

It’s likely that just like the evil cult magician who suddenly broke free from the magic potion’s control, these ordinary people who had consumed food made by the Swollen Demon were now possessed by some mysterious being!

Ronald and his companions stood their ground, ready for battle.

And the actions of these men and women were even more direct.

One by one, each speaking a word or a phrase, they said in a very fluid sequence:

"This Mr. Ronald, the spell you displayed just now was quite interesting. If you don’t mind, I think we could engage in some further in-depth exchange."

Completely indifferent to the destruction of their own bodies.

Now they were even inviting him to join them?

Does this mean the invitation was sincerely intended, or was it a trap brimming with danger?

Of course, Ronald had no intention of cooperating with them.

But upon hearing the words of this unknown being, he still planned to probe first:

"Further in-depth exchange, what do you mean by that?"

Without a second of hesitation, the controlled men and women responded in unison:

"Your school of thought, of course!"

"You may not be aware of the power contained within your original scripture, but I have already realized its potential. Come over to my side, and you can have anything you desire."

Perhaps in order to bolster the credibility of their words.

After making such a statement, this unknown being also controlled the girls nearby to make indecent gestures, signaling that if Ronald was willing to come over, these people could become his playthings at any time.

Even going one step further in thought.

Given the ability demonstrated by the other party, obtaining whatever they wanted would indeed be a piece of cake with smart enough subsequent maneuvers!

Ronald reminded himself internally.

Facing an enemy with such capabilities, he now had to tread carefully in conversation, seizing the opportunity for this exchange. Otherwise, if it came down to pure combat, he wouldn’t immediately have a strategy to capture an enemy like this.

The last time the evil cult magician died.

The opponent managed to immediately transfer to other ordinary people infested within the building.

What about the next time?

Even if Ronald could annihilate everyone here, he wouldn’t be able to deal with the victims throughout the city who had consumed food made by the Swollen Demon in a single moment!

With that thought in mind, Ronald naturally organized his words in preparation to fish for more information.

But before he could speak, the smiles on the faces of these men and women around him all disappeared.

Then, just like the previous evil cult magician, their clothes and bodies began to sprout flesh buds in numbers nauseating enough to make one’s stomach churn, with the fastest progressing ones even developing tentacle-like horrific organs on their surface!

In the end, they turned into over a dozen true monsters, clawing and circling around Ronald and his companions. They completed a basic encirclement, as if they felt victory was already within their grasp.

Having proceeded this far, the other side seemed no longer intent on maintaining a unified cadence of speech for all ’people.’

One of the individuals, having mutated completely and no longer recognizable as a human, stepped forward and pulled a cruel smile across its monstrous face:

"Mr. Ronald, it seems you have no intention of cooperating with me."

"Since that’s the case, then I will have to search for this powerful tome on your corpse!"