Chapter 624: You Massacre the Innocent, I Massacre You |
And it was at that moment when the blade was about to fall.
When the densely packed, raging Plague Doctors were about to charge before them.
Lynn's raised thumb and middle finger snapped lightly together.
*Snap—*
Like the curtain call of a stage play.
The sound of that snap wasn't very loud, yet it seemed to spread throughout the entire Leviathan, echoing in the minds of every Plague Doctor.
And at that very moment, a high-ranking Plague Doctor suddenly realized something. His mind instantly flashed back to the identity-recognition agent he had injected into every Plague Doctor in the entire Leviathan, except for the First Chamber, through his own authority when he had been disguised as Losh.
*Boom—*
A massive roar exploded in his mind.
Could it be...
"Not good!!"
At that moment, he turned and screamed, reaching out toward those Plague Doctors, but it was already too late.
Like a mechanism being triggered, like a time limit expiring, like that faint snap of fingers tolling the first death knell heralding the Great Cataclysm's onset.
In that instant, every surrounding Plague Doctor suddenly felt the blood in their bodies seemingly boil. Their pupils constricted sharply, as if their bodies were no longer their own. Trembling, they looked down at their hands—like fresh buds sprouting after spring rain, or like a bewitching flower blooming.
The blooming of flesh and blood flowers!
"Aaaaaaaah—!!"
At that moment, every Plague Doctor throughout the entire Leviathan threw back their heads and let out a pained, drawn-out howl.
Their clothes continuously tore, their bodies continuously swelled, and twisted appendages covered in massive (bleep)-like growths burst through their clothing like bamboo shoots after a rainstorm.
Maddening mutation, rampant proliferation.
It was a scene terrifying enough to be deemed a horror even within the depths of hell.
[Ding! Alice SAN -10]
[Ding! Silver Fantasy SAN -15]
Flowers blooming everywhere—a chaotic scene covered in countless large (bleep) cat-eared monstrosities, visual pollution that touched the depths of the soul!
Even the massive screams were clearly audible to the four Roots within the Leviathan.
[Ding! Plague Doctor Lexa's fear of you +50]
[Ding! Plague Doctor Elsa's fear of you +56]
[Ding! Plague Doctor Locke's fear of you +67]
[Ding! You have triggered a special epic achievement: Dread Dominator. You have received 200 base experience.]
[Feard Monger] Special title achievement, obtainable only when the host causes at least a thousand creatures to experience deadly terror simultaneously over a wide area. This proves you have once again created an extremely evil case of terror. Congratulations! You have received permanent bonuses: All Attributes +5, Intelligence +3, Special Title: [Dread Lord]
[Dread Lord]: Active ability, triggerable when locking eyes with a target's gaze, causing them to feel immense suppression and fear from the depths of their heart.
Accompanied by the system prompts ringing in his ears.
This terrifying scene made even Alice and Silver Fantasy tremble slightly.
But Lynn maintained his previous expression amidst the mournful screams. He adjusted his monocle, spread his hands with a pitying gaze, and smiled:
"This should be the greatest sin I have ever committed in my life. You are indeed correct—I really am more like you Plague Doctors, because there truly is no guilt in my heart, nor any pity for you. Although I would very much like to put on a proper act, I'm sorry, but my heart is filled with happiness."
All the high-ranking officials within the First Chamber backed away, their faces deathly pale.
Every Plague Doctor around them had, with that snap, transformed into those wildly spreading twisted appendages.
And all of this was his doing!
One snap. He had destroyed thousands of people!
Devil!
Compared to them, he was the true devil!
Even Silver Fantasy's consciousness went blank. She had never imagined he had prepared such a terrifying countermeasure either, and she finally understood how he, with his mortal body, could face her Father across the void.
It was his ability to control, his countermeasures, his adaptability—all of these far exceeded what should have been expected at his stage.
Without a doubt.
If his combat power had been equal to hers, she probably wouldn't have even gotten to see his face before being played to death.
Monster!
He was just like a monster!
"Attack!!"
The remaining high-ranking Plague Doctors were already beyond furious, their eyes splitting, because they understood this was now a fight to the death with absolutely no room for reconciliation.
Whether they wanted it or not, this Night Doctor would never let them go!
He had wiped out thousands of their people with a single snap!
This had completely shaken the foundation of their Leviathan branch!
This was a death battle!
"Kill!"
Those Plague Doctors' eyes were bloodshot, hysterical. One by one, they kept activating Flesh and Blood Riot, attempting to utterly suppress and kill Lynn on the spot.
If one looked at the paper strength, they still weren't at a disadvantage.
But Lynn still stood there upright, holding the brim of his hat, his eyes beneath still brimming with smiles.
Like an elegant madman who controlled everything.
And it was when those high-ranking Plague Doctors angrily charged before Lynn that they finally understood why he was so emboldened.
A fierce gust of wind howled.
A swollen, fleshy claw directly severed the arm of the leading Plague Doctor who had reached for Lynn's face.
Blood splattered, a small amount staining Lynn's face.
And in their pupils, the hollow gazes of those five Death-Omen Tier puppets they had escorted in suddenly appeared. At that moment, the last shred of hope in their hearts shattered with a bang.
Leaving their hearts filled with despair.
The five puppets clustered around him like a five-pointed star, their eyes all faintly revealing a complex puppet sigil.
And at this moment, they finally understood—he hadn't been controlling those puppets through the Leviathan at all. He had long since secretly stolen their control!
Lynn paced forward slowly, saying:
"Death-Omen Tier... I think they must want revenge very badly too, right? On behalf of all those creatures cruelly murdered in the past years and turned into puppets by you, they must also desperately want to tear you to pieces, flay you and pull your sinews, make you experience the pain they suffered in life."
Lynn raised his head, his gaze becoming calm and unreadable.
"Those calamitous plagues, those living components turned into Bio-armaments, those modified puppets, and all those creatures enduring suffering and twisted existence."
"This is the greatest difference between us."
"You massacre the innocent; I come to massacre you. Just as they recall you with pain and helplessness, I will make you feel the same."