The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 271 - 267 Stuffing tentacles viciously into your mouth

Chapter 271: Chapter 267 Stuffing tentacles viciously into your mouth

Liu Zheng also leaped into the air and quickly reached an even higher elevation than Father John.

"What?!"

Father John looked up in shock.

In a split second, the tide had turned, with Father John below and Liu Zheng above him.

With no time to think, Father John raised his long-handled axe.

The handle of the long-handled axe was not ordinary wood but specially treated timber, as hard as inferior metal.

However, even a true metal rod could not block Liu Zheng’s leaping cleave.

The axe handle, three fingers thick, snapped with a crack, and the Slaughter Knife’s momentum did not diminish as it struck Father John’s shoulder.

"Ah!"

He let out a scream and fell from the sky.

"Boom!"

After a dull thud, Father John knelt on both knees.

His right shoulder sagged limply, blood seeping out from underneath his epaulet and dripping onto the ground from his sleeve.

"Daddy!"

Seeing his pitiable state, Flora couldn’t help but cry out.

"Don’t worry, he won’t die, I used the back of the knife,"

Liu Zheng said, lifting his eyelids.

After chopping the axe handle, he had flipped the Slaughter Knife; otherwise, Father John would have been split in two.

While Liu Zheng was speaking, Father John pulled out another blood collection device and stabbed it into his leg.

"Again? Do you really think this is a turn-based game?"

He swung a tentacle, sending the blood collection device flying, and Father John’s fingers were snapped from the blow.

"By the way, why do you all stab your thigh? Can’t you inject into your butt muscle?"

Liu Zheng complained.

"Aooo aooo aooo aooo!"

Seemingly unable to bear his humiliation any longer, Father John let out a fearful howl.

His sagging right shoulder suddenly arched up, reforming in an indescribable manner.

His whole body then began to tremble, with bulging muscles rolling under his coat, as if countless large worms were crawling.

His facial hair also began to grow wildly, turning from white to black.

"Not good, he’s about to beastify!"

Anke yelled from afar, having been watching the whole time.

"Daddy, don’t leave me behind!"

Flora cried out loudly, her voice piercing.

Upon witnessing her father’s impending transformation into a Beast, the little girl finally dropped all the faux courage she had been displaying.

Father John’s contorted face paused, then he pushed off with his feet and shot backward, narrowly dodging the Slaughter Knife swung by Liu Zheng.

His figure became increasingly hunched, resembling a wolf struggling to stand on two feet.

Blood tears seeped from beneath his blindfold, soaking the hair on his face.

"Flora, Flora."

Father John called out his daughter’s name, reaching out to her.

However, the broad and warm palms had turned into curved and sharp beast claws.

"Daddy, I’m here. Daddy, please don’t turn into a Beast, let’s go find Mommy, let’s all go home together."

Flora cried as she moved toward Father John, luckily Anke grabbed her in time.

"Shirley, Flora, home..."

Father John kept repeating his words, more blood tears flowing from his eyes, turning his black facial hair red.

"Boss, is there any way to cure Beastification Disease?"

Liu Zheng asked without looking back.

"For those showing precursors of Beastification Disease, the Blood Healing Church provides a sedative made from special blood, which can delay the onset of the disease. But for someone like Father John, who has already begun to beastify, I don’t know of any cure,"

Anke shook his head.

"Treating blood with blood?"

He pondered.

If the cause of Beastification Disease was indeed Blood Healing, then the blood used by the Blood Healing Church must be at fault.

If there was no way to lower the concentration of that problematic blood, what about directly reducing the quantity of blood?

With this thought, Liu Zheng suddenly charged out.

Facing the ambush, Father John instinctively counterattacked.

He swung his Beast claw, viciously tearing at the Slaughter Knife.

The black Beast claw left a shadow in the air, its speed significantly faster than when he was using the long-handled axe.

"Clang!"

The Beast claw struck the side of the Slaughter Knife, making a sound like metal clashing with metal.

And Liu Zheng’s tentacle quivered slightly, the Slaughter Knife almost slipping out of his grip.

"Damn, that strength’s at least twenty points higher than before. Could this be the legendary blackening, three times stronger?"

While spouting this nonsense, he swung his saw meat knife towards Father John’s kidney.

"Roar!"

Father John let out a bestial roar, his elongated Beast claw reaching up from below to snatch at Liu Zheng’s tentacle.

At this moment, his heart was devoid of family and duty, filled only with endless bloodthirst and the urge to hunt.

"I crave, blood!"

Following Father John’s abrupt and blurred howl, Blood Light burst forth.

Liu Zheng’s tentacle was cleanly severed by the Beast claw, the saw meat knife flying out of his hand and to one side.

"Ah!"

Anke and Flora exclaimed in unison.

Although they did not wish to see Father John killed, they also did not want to witness Liu Zheng, their protector, getting injured.

Only Xia Kai remained calm; the locals might not see it, but he could see clearly that the boss had four tentacles.

"Stunned, aren’t you? I’ve got four hands~"

Liu Zheng’s two tentacles wrapped around Father John’s waist, lifting him up and then spinning him around like a windmill before smashing him into the surrounding tombstones.

The solid tombstones shattered under his brutal actions, the bones of the Beastified Father John harder than a hammer.

Only after he had smashed all the surrounding tombstones to pieces did he throw Father John to one side.

Struggling on the ground for quite a while, Father John eventually got up, shuddering as he looked at Liu Zheng, his claws resistively waving towards him.

Even with his eyes covered, Liu Zheng could see the fear in his eyes.

But Father John’s gaze was not directed at his face or the Slaughter Knife in his hand.

It was...

Liu Zheng looked at his own severed tentacle, the cut rapidly scabbing over and healing, leaving only a trace of blood behind.

"Could it be..."

Without hesitation, he swung the Slaughter Knife, reopening the already sealed wound.

The fresh blood, emitting the stench of rotting plants, flowed out once again.

"No, don’t come near me! This isn’t the blood I want!"

Seeing Liu Zheng approaching with the severed tentacle, Father John shouted in retreat.

In his panic, he raised his Beast claw and tore open his own chest.

Thick blood gushed out, splattering on the ground.

Most of the blood dried up and turned black immediately, but a small clump of blood remained active, like an anomaly.

"This can’t be my blood, can it?"

Liu Zheng looked at the pool of blood, feeling an inexplicable sense of kinship.

"It’s said that Hunters, when they slay Beasts, can gain strength from the Beasts’ blood. They call this ’Blood Resonance,’" Xia Kai suddenly called out from afar.

"Huh? How do you know that?"

He turned to ask.

"Reporting to the boss, I used an item before entering this instance and gained some information related to the instance in advance," Xia Kai said with a sycophantic smile.

"Ah, that’s possible?"

Liu Zheng said with envy.

He hadn’t had any information before coming in and had almost been killed on sight.

"Ah? Boss, you’ve never used it?"

Xia Kai was more astonished than him.

According to that veteran, the item that provided information about the instance beforehand had a pretty high drop rate.

"Nope, this is my first instance," Liu Zheng said with a pout, then turned and shoved his tentacle into Father John’s mouth.

You despise my blood, huh? Well, then take this!

"Ah?!"

Xia Kai’s mouth hung open wider than Father John’s, wide enough to fit two tentacles.