"'Huai Shi'? My ass!" Huai Shi roared in anger and swung her axe straight at his head. "If you're dead, then go to Hell properly! Don't you dare crawl back up here!"
The Thunder Axe Poison crisscrossed in the air.
Qi Wen's face was hacked into a bloody mess, but his movements didn't stop for even a second. Three arms and two spider legs sprouted from the mud, stabbing towards Huai Shi.
Next, his mushy face incredibly regenerated rapidly, staring straight at Huai Shi, constantly screaming, "Huai..."
"Don't you dare try to pad your part!"
Seeing that this bastard was about to pad three or four pages of her Book of Fate, Huai Shi couldn't suppress her rage any longer, charging forward with a leaping chop!
Chopped into a mess again, restored to his original state again.
Not just the face, but arms and legs too. Even if Huai Shi chopped him into halves, he could pull himself together again. Despite his clunky attacks, as Huai Shi continued her Offensive, the organs he mutated became increasingly bizarre.
Within a minute, his body was already covered in a chaotic mess of eyes, noses, hands, feet, tentacles, claws, and even guts turned inside out. At first glance, it looked like a pot of dog-shit curry stewing a jumble, repulsively unappetizing.
Soon Huai Shi discovered the source of this abnormal vitality. At this point, Qi Wen had been injected with black blood from the Lord of Nine Phoenixes by Qi Yuan, and it was rather high-quality stuff, transforming him into an undying mud monster.
What to do if my damage output isn't enough?
Huai Shi quickly retreated, taking a moment to pull out Raven's manual and desperately flipped to the back, finally finding the answer to her problem on the last page:
[Popping Pills]
—The white tube, one pill for a fight, three for annihilation, pop them all to self-destruct.
Pills?
What pills?
Huai Shi fumbled awkwardly all over herself, searching through the assorted items stuffed in her travel pack.
MP3? No! Phone? No! Keys? No! Wallet? No! Porn magazine? No! Wait... Why is this kind of thing even in my bag?
Huai Shi looked at the large characters "Dragon Tiger Leopard" on the thick magazine with a stunned expression, completely baffled as to why Raven would stuff this thing in her pack. Was it because she was afraid I'd be scared in the pitch-black subway and gave me something to stave off loneliness?
"Eat my hidden weapon!"
She flung the item at Qi Wen's head, then continued searching until she finally found a tube of pills in her pocket. They were pure white like snowflakes, crystal clear like rock sugar.
After prying open the lid and taking a sniff, Huai Shi instantly couldn't help but laugh, a joy that seemed to lift her spirits as if she were soaring through the skies, making everything look pleasant.
Even Qi Wen seemed, oh, kind of ugly-cute and endearing on closer look, making me want to pat him a couple of times.
She quickly came to her senses.
Of course, I know what this is.
If Apocalypse was the crystallization of death and my own negative energy, then this stuff was the condensed essence of life and happiness—Liberator, as Raven once called it.
It's commonly used as an important material for making various high-grade recovery Potions and can only be condensed from the Source Substance of people who died happy.
Some foreign workshops even sponsor TV shows dedicated to fulfilling the last wishes of dying people, just to collect this stuff.
A pound of Apocalypse sells for only about a hundred thousand, and this stuff is also around a hundred thousand—but that's per piece! A single piece costs about a hundred thousand!
At this thought, Huai Shi's heart broke.
She really couldn't bear to take it!
But faced with Qi Wen who was pressing in step by step, rapidly evolving from a Little Dragon into a Hundred Change Strange, and then looking at the kill that was about to be snatched away, she fiercely steeled her heart, ground her teeth, stomped her foot, popped open the lid, and poured out three pills.
Then, in one breath... she shoved them into the large hole in her chest.
Yes, that's what the manual said.
Don't ask why. Just know that I'm awesome. —Raven's addendum.
Huai Shi just hoped Raven hadn't tricked her this time. But as soon as she stuffed them inside, she realized something wasn't quite right. This Liberator is positive energy, right? But my Stigma, and whatever is filling my chest... that doesn't seem like bright, positive, uplifting stuff, does it?
Putting the two together, could it possibly...
BOOM!
Huai Shi's world went dark.