Wasteland Border Inspector - Chapter 689

Chapter 689: Chapter 233: The Seed of the Vortex Turtle, Tanming Rune!

“Cheng… Inspector Cheng?”

The scene before him was so bizarre that Luokuke froze for two or three seconds before he could finally squeeze out a word.

As soon as he spoke, he suddenly realized that the immobilization effect cast by the Ghost Water Cave Crab had disappeared!

His legs gave way, and he nearly fell to the ground, but thankfully a blood-colored figure swiftly reached out to support him with an astonishingly steady grip.

“What is this…”

He instinctively asked, but the latter half of the sentence stuck in his throat and refused to come out.

At this moment, his view was entirely occupied by that colossal mass.

After violently tearing apart the male crab, the blood-colored mountain continued to transform.

The nearly ten-meter-tall body was not in the least oversized; it was a pile of extremely bulging muscles, with every inch of muscle fiber tight like tense iron cables, forming ridges half a meter high on the surface, pulsating slowly with each breath, as though the next second it would explode with earth-shattering power.

The shoulders were as wide as seven meters, the thick arms hung down, their fingertips scraping the ground to create five deep grooves, the muscles exploding sideways from the forearms comparable to an average adult hanging on them.

The muscle clusters on the back rose like a continuous black iron hill, the outline of each muscle sharp as a blade.

Even though that face still belonged to the familiar Cheng Ye, the gigantic shadow only slightly leaned forward, making Luokuke’s scalp numb, and his breath became noticeably lighter.

“Just a little trick.”

Cheng Ye shook his head, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, though his voice was still like muffled thunder, making his ears buzz.

“Would you like to join?”

“Me?” Luokuke hesitated for a moment, yet hadn’t grasped the meaning of this question, when the blood-colored figure supporting him suddenly started trembling, melting into a pool of blood at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Immediately afterwards, this pool of blood wobbled violently, actually starting to cling to his body.

One, three, ten…

The surrounding blood-colored figures all trembled as they dissolved, continuously flowing towards him, eventually solidifying on his body into a blood-colored battle armor that shimmered faintly.

The armor gently lifted him, holding him firmly off the ground.

The surrounding blood suddenly gathered and dispersed, making Luokuke surprised to find his height had completely restored!

No, not restored.

But his body had grown larger, as if wrapped in a special power armor, his physique was still climbing.

One meter, two meters, three meters!

Until expanding to a little over three meters, the attached blood-colored figure ceased its action.

“A tenfold increase in size is already the limit, any larger, and you’ll lose control.” Cheng Ye’s voice came again.

“Control?”

The novel experience made Luokuke temporarily forget his previous fear and shock.

He raised his hand, seeing his arm and palm entirely composed of blood-colored energy, as agile as if it was innate.

Just like he too had become, like Cheng Ye, a small blood-colored mountain, though his frame was somewhat smaller.

“What is this?” He couldn’t help but ask, his tone full of disbelief.

“It’s the power that Tan Ming gave us, just like the Magic Conch of Ten Thousand Orders Land gives power to Crab-man and those sources of infection.” Cheng Ye explained, suddenly turning around.

The female crab had somehow broken through the remaining blood-colored figures, and was now clawing at his calf, repeatedly striking the foot covered by the armor with its pincers.

Yet every attack only stirred insignificant ripples on the blood-colored battle armor, leaving not the slightest mark.

Cheng Ye looked down, locking eyes with the head-sized crab eyes.

In the murky crab eyes, he could hardly imagine not seeing any fear, only almost maddening anger and resentment.

“Who gave you the courage to be angry at me?”

“And who gave you the nerve to resent me?”

His thunderous voice echoed around.

He slowly bent over, stretching out his arm, rudely grasping the female crab’s carapace, fingers exerting a slight force, directly embedding into the shell’s crevice, lifting the crab in front of him as if it were a foam box.

Dark green crab juice dripped between his fingers, the female crab frantically waved its pincers but couldn’t even touch his blood-colored skin, only futilely floundering in the air.

“Tell me, what is the purpose of you, and you infection sources?”

“Creak—”

The female crab let out a pained howl, a touch of fear finally passing through the crab eyes.

But this fear wasn’t towards the blood-colored giant beast in front of it, rather it faintly realized:

It was going to die!

It could no longer infect more humans, continue its evil deeds!

Crash.

The beast’s right hand dug directly into the carapace, roughly pulling out some solid objects.

“No!”

He casually threw the objects aside, reaching again into the female crab’s body, fingers like a meat grinder, rampantly stirring, pulling lumps of organs out.

“No!”

“No!!”

One lump after another of organs was ripped out, landing with a sticky sound.

The female crab’s gaze gradually dispersed, the once frantically waving pincers also slowed down, faintly giving off a sense of pleading.

“I feel your fear; I feel your helplessness.”

“But do you know, before Zhou Mazi died, how terrified and helpless he was?”

As he spoke, the beast’s mouth suddenly curved into a cold arc, “Finally, I found it!”

He paused.

That vehicle-like thick giant hand forcefully pulled outward, extracting a dark green heart the size of a millstone, from the female crab’s body.

The heart still pulsed weakly, carrying viscous body fluids, dripping into threads in mid-air.

As the heart left the body, the female crab totally fell into a dying state, its giant pincers drooped powerlessly, having not even the strength to maintain its life signs.