Chapter 050

Chapter 50: Foxy’s Assist

All the Black Spider Silk snapped tight at the same time. The huge Flesh Behemoth let out a string of harsh, muffled screams. Irene forced every black thread to shift its weave again and again in midair, turning them into pulling ropes that dragged the monster bit by bit toward The Door.

Yu Sheng braced the widest Door he had ever opened. He tried to make it even wider and steadier.

The Door could seal off the two environments. Just opening it would not pour the other side’s deadly climate into this side. To burn this monster to death, they had to throw the whole thing in.

Usually that barrier was a blessing. It kept Yu Sheng from causing disasters if he accidentally opened a path to a dangerous place. But right now, he wished The Door would blend the two sides with no protection at all.

Then he could open it right over a lava lake, and the lava gushing out would roast the monster on the spot. They would not have to work this hard.

That was only a wish. He had only just learned The Door’s power. Getting it to open in the right place was already hard. He could not expect to use it as a flexible attack.

In a rush of thought, the monster had already been dragged to The Door. Some of its limb tips were shoved past the frame. Through The Door, Yu Sheng saw the parts pushed beyond the threshold dry out at once, then ignite in the inferno and char away.

For a second, he even felt like his own limbs were burning. [It hurts.]

The Flesh Behemoth’s struggle turned wild. Even Hunger, which acted on pure instinct, felt the danger and terror now. Every limb on its body shook hard in the Spiderweb. Its hide split into countless openings. Eyes, mouths, teeth, tendrils, and even mock human features like noses, ears, and hands all burst out at once.

The roaring from its twisted jaws thundered point blank. Yu Sheng’s ears rang. A tidal wave of noise pounded his thoughts. Dizzy, he still clamped both hands on the handle of the phantom Door and watched the Behemoth get stuffed inch by inch into the passage to hell.

Then he heard a rapid series of cracks that made his heart sink.

He snapped his head toward the sound.

It was not Irene’s threads. The little Doll was going all out this time. Not a single strand slipped.

It was the monster’s flesh and warped limbs splitting.

It began to tear itself free of the Spiderweb, ripping its own body into bloody pieces. It seemed to feel no pain. Limbs with heavy bindings were torn off whole. New limbs grew out of the meat, grabbed nearby rocks, and sped up the escape.

It almost turned into an amorphous flow of flesh, pouring through the gaps between the Spider Silk while changing shape fast.

It was adapting to Irene’s Spiderweb. It was learning a new body plan.

Irene’s scream came from not far away: “I can’t hold it! My body can’t hold either! Think of something, Yu Sheng!”

Yu Sheng looked back and saw fine cracks spreading over Irene’s arms and cheeks. The Doll’s body was starting to come apart.

[Damn it.] He swore under his breath. With one hand he held The Door. With the other he reached to grab the monster that was about to break free.

Just then, wind whistled past his ear, and inside the wind… a wolf’s howl.

A wolf’s howl?

He looked up in shock and saw shadows streak across the night sky. Wolf shapes formed from the dark. A Wolf Pack howled and sprinted in the air, then slammed one after another into the monster or ripped at its flesh, slowing its shifting and squirming.

Right after that, a deep, heavy voice shouted from behind: “I will help you!”

A figure almost two meters tall charged past like a gale. In midair he snapped into a flying kick and hit the monster like a boulder, thudding hard.

The Flesh Behemoth’s bulk lurched out of control and toppled toward The Door. Its crazed writhing and roaring could not slow its fall any longer.

The big man flipped in the air, landed clean, and turned toward Yu Sheng: “Good thing I made it…” He saw Yu Sheng’s face.

His look turned to pure shock. He froze like a man struck by lightning, eyes wide, full of disbelief. He gave off the sad air of someone whose foolish boss had tricked him into moving from one front line to another on his day off.

Yu Sheng had no idea why the big man’s face did all that after seeing him. He had no time to think either, because the Flesh Behemoth started struggling again. Half its body had been shoved into The Door and burned to a crisp, yet the other half jammed tight at the edge and began to Regenerate at high speed.

Some strange link made Yu Sheng feel a surge of anger and hate.

The shaking eyes on the monster started to show primitive emotion and tiny sparks of thought.

The big man felt the shift too. He looked up and blurted out: “Bad! This thing can still fight back!”

Irene screamed right after: “They snapped!”

Cracks covered the Doll’s arms. The black threads snapped inch by inch. The Spiderweb popped in a chain of sharp bangs and vanished at once.

The Behemoth broke free.

In the instant Yu Sheng felt it was over and was about to tell everyone to run, a blazing bloom of blue fire flashed at the edge of his sight.

Foxy, who had been hiding behind a broken wall, had somehow found her nerve. She ran out, glaring at the monster thrashing at The Door. She crouched like a beast. Silver white fox tails spread wide in the night. Huge fans of blue spirit flame burned hard at the tip of each tail.

The Fox Maiden growled low in her throat.

At almost the same moment, black spikes and splinters of bone thrust out of her limbs and ribs to nail her to the ground.

Seeing this, Yu Sheng shouted in panic: “Don’t do thi…”

He did not even finish before Foxy, still on all fours, forced one step forward. She snapped those spike bonds, then suddenly shifted her stance.

Fox Fire erupted. A blinding flash split the dark. A silver white cone roared away like a rocket, a plume of ghostly blue flame lashing from its tail as it shot toward the Flesh Behemoth clawing free of The Door.

Yu Sheng could not even see what that thing was. A violent white flash burst on the monster’s back. Even though Foxy squeezed the blast radius on purpose, the near explosion rattled Yu Sheng to the bone. The monster took the hit head on, stumbled twice at the very edge of its limit, and finally fell all the way into The Door.

As the fading roars sped away, Yu Sheng let go of The Door.

The phantom Door vanished in a blink.

Silence fell over the ruined temple, so sudden it felt unreal.

Irene dropped to a sitting position. Her cracked arms would not even lift.

A girl in red riding a Phantom Wolf came in from the outer ruins, face full of shock. Beside her walked an ordinary looking young man with black hair.

The young man saw Yu Sheng from afar. He stopped short, as if he had remembered something. His brows drew tighter and tighter.

The almost two meter tall man stared at where The Door had been, stuck between shock and deep thought.

Yu Sheng did not greet these three surprise allies. He spun first to look for Foxy.

The Fox Maiden was struggling to get up. The Fox Fire behind her was clearly dimmer, but she was still on her feet.

Yu Sheng froze. [So what was it that flew over just now? Not a headbutt?]

Then he noticed Foxy seemed to have one less tail.

“…”

[So what did she launch?] He was speechless. The truth hit him: the silver white cone wrapped in blue flame was Foxy’s tail. His mind blanked out. That dazed shock even beat the thrill of beating the monster.

He knew nothing about immortal arts or monster spells, but his gut told him no system included this line: a Nine Tailed Fox can fire her own tail like a missile.

Foxy did not know why her Benefactor’s face looked so complicated for a second. She pushed herself up. The wounds from the black spikes had somehow closed. Stumbling, she ran to Yu Sheng with a worried face: “Benefactor…”

Yu Sheng quickly put out a hand to steady the Fox Maiden, who could barely stand: “Rest a bit first…”

Foxy cut him off in a rush: “No resting, Benefactor. It is not over!”

Yu Sheng blinked, stunned.