Chapter 81: Chapter 81: Mission Canceled, Sudden Mutation!
Fang Qingyu felt a throbbing at his temples.
Something’s off...
In the darkness ahead, a black name stood out conspicuously.
[Drowned Minion]
This thing... is it an Alien God believer!?
Fang Qingyu recalled the He Manhe he had seen before.
Her title, Curse Skeleton Master, sounded more like a believer of an Alien God.
What profession is this Drowned Minion?
It reads more like the meaning of a tiger minion.
A ghost of the drowned!?
"Don’t approach for now."
Fang Qingyu thought it over, deciding to be cautious.
He retreated back to the corner.
His shoulder lightly grazed against the damp moss.
From the depths of the darkness came the sound of something heavy being dragged.
In the stagnant water hanging upside down nearby, a human shape began to emerge.
It was a man wearing a soaked white robe, leaving black footprints with every step.
His skin had the distinctive bloated bluish-gray of a drowned victim.
His eyelids were mutilated as if gnawed by fish, revealing two grayish eyeballs soaked in murky fluid.
With each breath he took,
as his chest heaved, a torrent of water mixed with algae spewed out of his nostrils.
The three of them shuddered at the sight...
Is this thing human!?
Compared to the Life Ghost, the terrifying appearance of the Life Ghost was mere child’s play in front of it.
Watching the accumulation of water on the ground continuously spread toward them.
They slightly sensed the strength of the other party.
Fang Qingyu quickly made a decision.
"Xiao Qin, report. You support from a distance."
Then he gripped the Mo Ting Saber’s handle, intending to rush at the Drowned Minion.
The nearby stagnant water suddenly exploded into seven streams of water arrows.
The other party had also noticed them.
Fortunately, Fang Qingyu’s reaction was extremely swift, the silver line of the saber blade cut through three water arrows diagonally.
In the burst of water mist, Fang Qingyu had already launched himself off the wall in a forward blitz.
Golden and silver lines under his skin climbed along his neck behind his ears, emitting a faint glow in the dark.
The Drowned Minion’s chest bulged like a toad’s.
Turbid water mixed with algae spurted from its seven orifices, condensing mid-air into two serrated water blades.
But before they could slash down,
the Mo Ting Saber had already cut into its throat three inches deep.
However, Fang Qingyu did not show a look of success.
Instead, his pupils contracted.
Crash!
The strike that should have severed the neck bone suddenly missed.
The entire body of the Drowned Minion dissolved into black sewage, dispersing into the stagnant water.
The hairs on the back of Fang Qingyu’s neck stood on end.
Spinning quickly, his boots scuffed against the moss, the Mo Ting Saber slashed back in a sweep.
Clang!
The clash of metal against metal numbed his grip.
The reformed Drowned Minion held a water blade, its crazed gray eyeballs trembling violently under mutilated eyelids.
The spread of stagnant water under its feet quickened.
With the information seen through the Eyes of True Sight,
Fang Qingyu knew he couldn’t stall.
The minor achievement of the Qi Blood Transport Technique burst out with full force.
Paired with the Dragon and Tiger Force.
The blade’s speed abruptly increased.
The second strike pierced through the water blade straight to the heart, the third strike slashed at the bloated knee.
The Thunder Slash combo, propelled by the Qi Blood Transport Technique, was so fast that afterimages were lost, with golden and silver lines spreading to the wrist holding the saber.
Foul-smelling dark green liquid constantly gushed from the Drowned Minion’s wounds.
"Gurgle..."
The dying monster suddenly opened its mouth wide to the ears, causing the entire alley’s stagnant water to boil in an instant.
As countless streams tangled around Fang Qingyu’s ankles.
Other water arrows came slashing from different angles.
Luckily, Wu Yan on the side was not idle.
With a roar,
he positioned himself behind Fang Qingyu, augmented by Qi Force, and directly punched the water arrows.
Blocking them all.
Meanwhile, from start to finish, Fang Qingyu paid no mind to the surroundings.
He just quietly waited for the right moment.
As he saw the opponent raise his hand again.
The full-level Weakness Gaze accurately marked the opponent’s next move trajectory.
Now!
Fang Qingyu’s surging Qi Blood vaporized into a faint red mist on the surface, as the Mo Ting Saber transformed into a straight silver line, piercing through layer after layer of the water curtain.
The moment the saber tip entered the Drowned Minion’s gaping mouth,
the Dragon and Tiger Force erupted along the blade.
Bam—
As the black water shattered like a torrential rain.
The bluish-gray bloated body stiffened for a moment.
Then suddenly exploded from the inside into countless putrid water droplets.
In the stagnant water, the black name dispersed like smoke, leaving only wriggling strange algae all over the ground.
Fang Qingyu flicked off the slime from the blade.
The golden and silver lines beneath his skin had yet to fade away.
After waiting for several minutes without any further disturbances, he slowly retracted the Dragon and Tiger Force into his body.
"What on earth is this thing!?"
Wu Yan squatted on the ground, picking up some algae with a rather unpleasant expression.
It utterly wasn’t an Alien God believer.
Instead, it resembled a water ghost from a TV show.
From the start, when Fang Qingyu saw the title, he knew something was up, so he wasn’t surprised, rather he frowned looking at the returning Qin Qi.
"How is it?"
"They say the mission is canceled from above, ordering us to immediately return the way we came."
Qin Qi reported truthfully.
It seemed they weren’t the only ones encountering this ghostly thing.
Which is why the radio responded so quickly.
"Let’s go."
Fang Qingyu listened without any hesitation.
He turned and took the lead to leave.
Clearly, the situation had already gone beyond Divine Management Bureau’s initial information scope.
The ghosts that had appeared.
Were all uncontrollable factors.
For them, these reserve personnel, staying here served no purpose.
Wu Yan and Qin Qi were also very decisive.
The three of them began running through the sewage-filled pipeline.
The sound of chaotic footsteps echoed in the damp tunnel.
Fang Qingyu held the Mo Ting Saber horizontally across his chest to clear the way, the light of glowsticks bouncing off the mossy walls.
Two minutes later,
the light finally shone upon a hanging iron ladder.
A few strands of dim streetlight filtered through the rusty manhole cover, Fang Qingyu was about to leap up when his eardrum suddenly picked up a low-frequency tremor.
"Something’s wrong."
Fang Qingyu reached out to stop Qin Qi, who was about to climb.
"There’s something nearby..."
Rumbling like an earth dragon turning over.
All three of them simultaneously turned, their pupils reflecting the oncoming surge of a giant silver wave.
In just an instant.
No time to react at all.
"Grab on!"
Fang Qingyu’s veiny arm immediately moved across Qin Qi’s waist.
Wu Yan, at the back, instinctively grabbed Qin Qi’s arm.
The wall of water, carrying debris and concrete shards, instantly filled the entire tunnel, Fang Qingyu just managed to jam the Mo Ting Saber into the ladder’s gap when the torrent swept all three of them, saber and all, away.
Amidst the raging currents, Fang Qingyu barely kept his eyes open, golden and silver lines flickering beneath his skin.
He repeatedly tried to drive the saber into the wall.
But the current was too fast...
He couldn’t control his body.
Not to mention the clutter of debris in the dark water.
There was no way to wedge it in.
No choice but to let go.
The whites of Fang Qingyu’s eyes suddenly filled with black, black mist seeped from his feet, spreading rapidly through the water.
Enveloping all three of them completely.
Though the water was already dark enough.
Wu Yan and Qin Qi didn’t notice anything unusual.
Soon.
They realized the current seemed less intense.
Even allowing them to float forward in a standing posture.
Until the current turned sharply downward.
Flowing into a tunnel leading below.
The three of them could only be pressed down by the current.
Splash—
Luckily, below was a pool of water.
But right before Fang Qingyu hit the water.
He noticed on the bank beside them...
There were quite a few figures standing.