26: Chapter 26 Eight-Armed Corpse Demon? Ugly as hell!

The chaos and slaughter beneath the walls continued. The Nether Tide triggered by the Ten Thousand Ghost Talismans acted like a massive meat grinder of flesh and blood, firmly ensnaring and crushing the main forces of the Thousand Faces Cult and the Bizarre Monsters alliance. Screams, explosions, and the shrill shrieks of ghosts blended together, composing a movement of death.

However, right behind this chaotic enemy formation, an extremely tyrannical energy filled with the aura of destruction suddenly erupted like a long-suppressed volcano!

"Roar—!!!"

A terrifying roar that didn't sound human at all—more like a mixture of countless wild beasts—shook the entire battlefield into silence! Even those frenzied Nether Ghosts experienced a momentary hesitation!

In the core area of the enemy's rear guard, the ground suddenly exploded! Dirt and shattered limbs flew in all directions! A massive, twisted figure slowly rose from the blasted crater!

What an ugly and terrifying existence that was!

Its main body could still vaguely be identified as humanoid, but its size had swelled to nearly five meters tall! Its skin was a corpse-like bluish-black, covered in disgusting pustules and constantly wriggling granulation tissue. Most revoltingly, eight incredibly thick arms covered in black bone armor had grown deformingly from its shoulder blades, ribs, and back!

At the end of each arm was not a palm, but various hideous weapon forms—there were massive rotting bone claws, sharp bone spikes dripping with slime, skeletal hammerheads wreathed in black lightning, and one arm was even composed entirely of churning resentful souls, letting out ear-piercing wails!

Its head was even more horrific; there were no facial features, only a giant mouth filled with spiral-shaped sharp teeth that took up most of its face! Twisted horns grew from the top of its head, and in the place of eyes, two clusters of emerald-green flames filled with envy and madness burned!

Eight-Armed Corpse Demon—Wang Kun!

He had finally torn off all disguises, thoroughly merging himself with the power of the Bizarre Monsters to become this terrifying monster born only for destruction!

"Lin Chen!!!"

Wang Kun's giant mouth opened, letting out a roar that mixed the sound of grinding metal and beastly howls, his voice filled with endless envy and malice! His eight arms danced frantically, stirring up gusts of rank wind!

"Why! Why do you get to have everything!!"

"In our past life, you were the favored child of heaven! In this life, you can still obtain this kind of power!! I refuse to accept it!!"

His massive foot slammed into the ground with a boom, cracking the earth. His gargantuan body actually moved at a terrifying speed completely inconsistent with its size, charging toward the Fortress walls like a cannonball!

Along the way, whether it was fleeing Thousand-Faced Cultists, chaotic Bizarre Monsters, or even those Nether Ghosts, anything blocking his path was instantly torn apart, smashed, and devoured by his eight violent arms! He forcefully plowed a path of flesh and blood through the chaotic battlefield!

The terrifying prestige surged forward like a tsunami!

On the walls, the guards who had just been bolstered by the Ten Thousand Ghost Talismans' great display of power turned pale once again. This monster's pressure was too strong! It was more frightening than all the Bizarre Monsters and cultists below combined!

"Master! This... this guy looks like he's not to be messed with!" Zhang Hao gripped his Ghost-Headed Earth-Splitting Axe. Though he said the guy looked tough, a glint of eagerness to fight flickered in his eyes.

Su Qingyu also looked at Lin Chen nervously.

However, as Lin Chen watched the Eight-Armed Corpse Demon charging like a heavy tank and radiating overwhelming ferocity, his face didn't show the slightest gravity. Instead, he furrowed his brows and revealed an expression of extreme disgust.

It was as if he were looking at a pile of wriggling trash that had grown legs.

"Tsk," he curled his lip, his tone filled with undisguised contempt, "Turning yourself into this ghostly mess just for a bit of power..."

"Hideous as hell."

He waved his hand lightly, as if shooing away an annoying fly.

"It's an eyesore."

"Give him some plastic surgery."

The moment the order was given—

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Atop the Fortress's outer walls, dozens of already deployed Nether Energy Ray Towers and stationary Yin Fiend Ballistas simultaneously lit up with cold light! These defensive towers were automated weapons Lin Chen had created by combining nether talismans with modern technology and nether runes; they had low consumption and high efficiency!

The next moment!

Chiii—!!!

Dozens of condensed nether rays, like the gaze of a death god, accurately focused their fire on the sprinting Eight-Armed Corpse Demon! These rays contained extremely strong corrosiveness and energy-destructive power. Striking Wang Kun's bluish-black skin and bone armor, they instantly made a sizzling burning sound, leaving behind charred pits as pus and blood splattered everywhere!

At the same time!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Over a hundred massive bolts condensed from pure Yin Fiend Qi tore through the air, carrying shrill whistles as they blanketed Wang Kun like a rainstorm! These bolts not only had incredible physical impact, but they could also erode the soul, piercing through his eight dancing arms to nail themselves firmly into his torso, head, and legs!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Explosions rang out one after another! Upon hitting their target, the Yin Fiend bolts exploded, turning into clouds of corrosive black mist that shrouded Wang Kun's massive frame!

Wang Kun's charging momentum came to a sudden halt, and he let out a roar of pain and fury! Although the nether rays and Yin Fiend bolts couldn't instantly inflict heavy wounds, the continuous strikes were like countless steel needles being driven into him, bringing constant pain and obstruction that prevented him from charging smoothly! His proud defense seemed so clumsy and passive before the "pay-to-win" defense system Lin Chen had built!

"Bastard! Lin Chen! Can you only hide behind these turtle shells?! If you have the guts, come out and fight me to the death!!" Wang Kun waved his eight arms, blocking the dense energy attacks. He was driven mad with rage, his giant mouth spewing foul black gas.

Lin Chen stood on the wall, still maintaining that calm and composed manner, even finding the time to comment to Su Qingyu beside him:

"See that? Incompetent rage."

"That's why I say paying to get stronger is the way to go. Turning yourself into this state—besides being scary, what's the use?"

His voice wasn't loud, yet it clearly reached the ears of Wang Kun, who was struggling against the firepower while advancing step by step.

"Aaaah! I'm going to tear you apart!!" Wang Kun went completely insane. Braving the hail of bullets, his eight arms suddenly plunged into the ground, flipping up a massive chunk of earth to use as a shield in front of him. He accelerated again, like a giant battering ram, charging fearlessly toward the wall!

The distance grew closer and closer!

That hideous, twisted figure rapidly enlarged in everyone's pupils!