SSS-Tier Extraction: From Outcast to Overgod!-Chapter 100: Into the Corrupted Lands

The "Odyssey" sliced through the sky of Sector Gamma, a silent, black arrowhead moving with incredible speed. Inside, the mood was tense and quiet.

They were flying towards the angry red blotch on their map, the festering wound in reality created by the Schism Monolith. From her command chair on the bridge, Emma Thorne’s voice was a calm, steady presence in their comms.

"We are approaching the corrupted zone," she announced. "The ship’s reality anchor is holding, but I’m detecting heavy chaotic energy distortions ahead. It’s going to get bumpy."

She wasn’t kidding. As they crossed the invisible border into the Monolith’s area of influence, the view on the main screen began to warp and glitch.

The normal, rocky landscape below twisted into a nightmare. The ground was covered in a pulsating, black moss that seemed to crawl and breathe.

The rocks themselves were a sickly, purplish color, and the trees were gnarled, leafless claws reaching for a sky that was a bruised, ugly shade of grey. The air itself seemed thick and heavy, like they were flying through spoiled soup.

"Landing zone approaching," Scarlett said from the pilot’s seat, her voice tight. "It’s not pretty down there."

She expertly landed the "Odyssey" on a relatively stable-looking plateau a few miles from the towering black Monolith, which they could now see stabbing into the sky like a giant, evil icicle.

The moment the ramp lowered, a sense of wrongness slammed into them like a physical blow. The air reeked of decay and crackled with static. An oppressive, unnatural silence hung in the air.

The five of them stepped out onto the corrupted ground: Ryan, leading the way; Scarlett, her pistols already drawn; Zara, flanked by two small, hovering data-drones; and the two Sanctuary Wardens, their faces serene but their hands glowing with a soft, white light.

They hadn’t taken five steps when the attack came.

From behind the twisted rocks, a pack of creatures burst forth. They might have once been Spine Whelps, the small, fast creatures Ryan had first fought weeks ago.

But now they were monstrous. Their bodies were swollen and covered in pulsing red veins. Their eyes glowed with a mindless, chaotic rage. Their quills were now jagged shards of black crystal that dripped a foul-smelling ooze. These were Schism-Hounds.

"Contact!" Scarlett yelled, opening fire. Her energy bolts, usually precise and deadly, seemed to bend in the warped air, some of them missing their targets completely.

The Hounds screeched, a sound that hurt the ears, and charged.

This was the moment the Sanctuary Wardens had been waiting for. The two priestess-warriors stepped forward, moving together as if they were two halves of a single whole. They raised their hands, and a brilliant, warm, white light erupted from them.

"Be cleansed!" they chanted in unison.

A wave of pure, holy light washed over the corrupted ground in front of them. The pulsating black moss sizzled and vanished where the light touched it, revealing clean, normal-looking rock beneath. The Wardens had created a safe zone, a small island of sanity in a sea of madness.

The Schism-Hounds, creatures of pure chaos, shrieked as they hit the edge of the purified ground. The holy light was like fire to them. They hesitated, snarling at the edge of the safe zone.

"They don’t like the light," Ryan observed. "Gives us an advantage."

But the Hounds were not their only problem. The ground itself began to move. Thorny, black vines, thick as a man’s arm, erupted from the earth and whipped towards them. The Corrupted Flora was fighting back.

"Zara, data!" Ryan commanded.

"On it!" she replied. Her two drones zipped through the air, braving the chaotic energy to scan the vines and the Hounds. "The vines have a central root system! They’re all connected! The Hounds have a vulnerability to sonic frequencies! They hate loud, high-pitched noises!"

The battle became a beautiful, deadly dance of teamwork.

The two Wardens held the line, their combined light creating a protective wall that kept the corrupted creatures at bay. It was a constant struggle, their brows beaded with sweat as they poured their energy into holding back the tide of chaos.

Inside their protective bubble, Zara worked furiously on her datapad. "I can create a sonic pulse using the drone’s emitters," she said, her fingers flying. "But I’ll need to overload their power cells. It’ll be a one-shot deal."

"Do it!" Ryan said.

While Zara prepared her sonic weapon, Ryan and Scarlett went on the offensive. "The root system!" Ryan yelled to Scarlett. "We cut the head off the snake!"

Scarlett nodded. She took a running leap, her Sky Lord’s Mantle catching an updraft. She soared into the air, her pistols blazing, providing covering fire. novelbuddy-cσ๓

Ryan activated Chrono-Haste. The world slowed down. He ran, a blur of motion, dodging whipping vines and leaping over grasping thorns. His enhanced senses, guided by Zara’s drone data, allowed him to see the faint energy lines in the ground, all leading back to a single, pulsing, gnarled mound of earth. The heart of the vine network.

He reached the mound just as his Haste was fading. He plunged his knife deep into its center and used his Energy Siphon talent, not to absorb power, but to inject a massive, uncontrolled blast of pure god energy into the root system.

The ground around him bulged. All across the battlefield, the black vines stiffened and then exploded in showers of foul-smelling black ichor. The ground-based threat was neutralized.

At that exact moment, Zara shouted, "It’s ready! Everyone, cover your ears!"

Her drones zipped high into the air, directly above the pack of Schism-Hounds, and then turned their emitters downwards. Zara slammed a button on her datapad.

A high-pitched, piercing shriek, too high for human ears to properly hear but felt as a painful pressure in the skull, blasted downwards.

The Schism-Hounds went insane. They clawed at their own heads, their screeches turning from rage to pure agony. Their bodies convulsed, and their glowing red eyes popped in bursts of dark energy.

Within seconds, the entire pack lay dead or dying, their brains fried by the sonic blast.

The battlefield fell silent.

The team stood in the center of their small, purified circle, breathing heavily. They were surrounded by the smoking remains of vines and the twitching bodies of the Hounds. They had won the first fight.

"Okay," Ryan said, wiping black goo off his knife. "That was a good warm-up."

Zara’s drones, one of which was now smoking slightly from the power overload, zipped back to her side. "My analysis of the chaotic energy is fascinating," she said, already completely absorbed in her work.

"It doesn’t follow any known laws of energy transfer. It’s almost like it’s... alive. It seems to be actively trying to sabotage my equipment. It’s the ultimate anti-technology." Her eyes were shining with a mix of academic fascination and horrified wonder.

They had survived the welcome party. But as they looked up at the towering black Monolith in the distance, pulsing with a dark, sickly light, they knew the real fight was still to come.

They had only faced the pawns. Now, they had to go and meet the king.

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