Superhumans of the Dome City-Chapter 35 - 21 The Defeated Water-Fiend Part 2_2

35: Chapter 21 The Defeated Water-Fiend (Part 2)_2

35: Chapter 21 The Defeated Water-Fiend (Part 2)_2

Necrotized filth turned into a source of vitality…

Did Takizawa wish for life to be reborn from decay?

Then…

Over the distant cesspool, the green patterns of the biomechanical flesh walls were flickering with a sinister light.

Gongsun Ce looked in that direction, deep in thought, “…I’ve got it.”

“What?” asked the longsword-wielding woman amidst combat.

Gongsun Ce blasted away the mosquitoes in the sky with a laugh, “Thought of a good way to deal with the sewage.

Let’s go, we’ll finish him within ten seconds!”

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“Here they come, huh.”

Takizawa Yoshikazu muttered to himself in the sedimentation pool.

The mosquitoes he had previously released brought news that the enemies, who had been escaping by teleporting around, changed their tactics.

Two of them were charging in his direction, while the whereabouts of another were unknown.

Although Takizawa was not proficient in combat, he could guess the enemy’s plan—it was likely that the two vanguards would draw attention, while victory would be secured by a surprise attack from the secret weapon.

“Return to defense.”

Thinking this, Takizawa signaled to the Evil Beast Army.

He left only a portion of the beasts to harass the perimeter, while the rest, the elite, were called back to his vicinity, preparing for the final battle.

The small beasts had conveniently gathered lighting sources earlier, which now proved useful—Takizawa’s surroundings within a ten-meter radius were brightly illuminated by strong light, and the weak shadows were constantly swept away by the rapid water flow, avoiding to the greatest extent the possibility of being beheaded by teleportation using Shadow Orchid.

However, it was all meaningless.

Takizawa was well aware that his power was merely a pileup of “quantities,” but those mere thousand Evil Beasts meant nothing in this mad city.

Tierlos should have been able to come up with better tactics, but he had gone insane; the leader could wipe out all three of them in three seconds, but he, carrying “the Eye,” was burdened with a vital mission and could not come to help.

He who commanded the Evil Beast Army was, in essence, a lone warrior fighting a solitary battle.

Even if he killed the experts here, the officials of the Sky Capital would immediately erase him.

But things shouldn’t have been like this; intelligence should have been impossible to leak…

It was all because of that Hunter.

Takizawa couldn’t help but sigh inwardly; if only they hadn’t encountered the tough Alice Adar, how smoothly everything would have gone!

Even so, he had to fight.

Even if the defeat was certain, he needed to buy time.

To wear down the experts’ strength as much as possible before that moment arrived…!

Scout Evil Beasts sent signals; Alice and that Martial Artist from the Empire had breached the inner circle of the encirclement.

Takizawa opened his eyes—his gaze intersected with the Hunter’s in mid-air.

At this moment, there was no need for further words, only to use every ounce of his power to kill the opponent!

Thick-skinned Evil Beasts like elephants and rhinos charged first, while small-bodied ones like hummingbirds and spiders hid behind the meat shields, shooting water guns and foam.

This time, Alice didn’t use the teleportation of Shadow Orchid to dodge; instead, the masked woman lifted her with one arm and evaded the Evil Beasts’ sniping with breathtaking speed.

This allowed Alice the time needed to activate her Impermanence Skill; the small orchids bloomed beside the Evil Beasts, turning everything within sight into a sea of Youlan blue flowers.

“Youlan Sea, collective teleportation!”

The powerful finishing move was initiated, and Youlan blue light simultaneously flashed, tearing nearly half of the Evil Beast Army apart through erroneous teleportation!

Alice’s face turned deadly pale as the attack seemed to have severely exhausted her strength, prompting the Hunter to teleport himself to a distance without saying another word.

However, the exit of one person also brought significant returns: the space in front of the masked woman was now completely empty, and the internal defenses of the Evil Beast Army were broken.

Takizawa’s thoughts were highly concentrated, his nerves tenser than at any time during his experiments.

The average time for the aggregation of sewage Evil Beasts was about ten seconds; if he could last these ten seconds, the Evil Beasts attacking from both inside and outside would stand a chance to kill the Martial Artist.

If the Martial Artist broke through the defense within ten seconds…

Takizawa himself would be the one to die!

“Chimera, sea cucumber!”

Two elite Evil Beasts crafted with a large amount of material charged forward.

The Chimera lashed out with its serpent tail, spewing water like a gun, while the giant sea cucumber pressed down from above with elastic force, aiming to deliver a heavy blow to the Martial Artist by gravity.

Yet the masked woman didn’t stop for a second, dodging the coiling snake tail with a tilt of her head and with a slash of her dark-colored longsword, she severed both the water jet and the lion body of the Chimera; a casual punch upwards exploded the ten-meter-long sea cucumber Evil Beast from the inside, turning it into a pool of waste.

“Hidden Strike.”

Nine seconds remained, and Takizawa paused in astonishment at this unimaginable skill, but the masked woman’s assault became even faster.

No Evil Beast was a match for her, and Takizawa’s elite beasts were swiftly slaughtered by her within spans of 0.1 seconds.

Eight seconds, seven seconds, six seconds…

After just a few breaths, five seconds had passed, and before Takizawa could think of a strategy, the masked Martial Artist was about to reach the pool!

History books record that centuries ago, generals on the battlefield were unmatched, one-man armies beyond compare.

The young Takizawa Yoshikazu ridiculed those accounts as ancient people lacking knowledge, exaggerating plain battles into mythical feats of bravery.

Now, standing before a genuinely powerful Martial Artist, watching her longsword dance, carving beasts into pieces with every graceful yet severe motion, bearing an intense warfare intent that pierced straight to the brow, he realized there was not a shred of falsehood in the stories of old books.

In the face of such a powerful human, a numerical advantage was nothing but a joke.

A thousand-man battalion was like an empty field to her; ordinary people couldn’t even react before she cut through them alone, beheading enemy generals with her ink-dark blade!