134: Unexpected events followed one after another.

It wasn't just him; Marcus, the instigator of the demonic sound, was driven to the point of total despair and collapse, shaking his head frantically, completely unable to believe everything happening before his eyes.

"Impossible, impossible, how could this be useless against you?"

"Answer me quickly, why is this demonic sound useless against you, why!"

"Why can't my desperate strike actually hurt you?"

"No... no..."

By the end of his shouting, his voice grew weaker and weaker, and his emotions gradually shifted from unwillingness to despair.

Marcus had never imagined that the mental strength attack he regarded as a sure-kill would have absolutely no effect on Locke Galahad, which made him feel desperate.

One must know that at low sequences, mental strength is a Transcendent's greatest weakness.

If he were facing other Transcendents, this move of Marcus's could kill 99 out of 100 people of the same rank, and there would likely be Sequence 8 experts among them accompanying him to the grave.

It was just unfortunate that he happened to run into Locke Galahad, a ruthless person who possessed an item capable of defending against mental strength attacks.

However, this couldn't be blamed on him; Locke Galahad was simply too cautious. If he hadn't put on this mask immediately despite the side effects, he would likely have suffered a mental breakdown by now and died before Marcus.

The reason Locke Galahad put on the mask so early was mainly because of Victor's surprise attack last Time, which made him realize his biggest current weakness.

"Go to your death in peace."

Although Marcus seemed to be dying, Locke Galahad did not let his guard down at all. He gripped the hundreds of tentacles together and then squeezed the demonic eyeballs on them until they burst.

Pop, pop... The sounds like bursting balloons rang out incessantly, while black slime sprayed out from between the gaps in Locke Galahad's hands.

Not until he was certain all the tentacles were dead did Locke Galahad fully relax. He raised his right foot high and then stomped down fiercely, crushing Marcus's seemingly dead head with a single blow.

Dark red blood and putrid green brain tissue splattered onto the ground, emitting an indescribable stench.

As the head burst, the system's prompt also sounded.

【Ding, Underworld mission completed】

【Extra condition: Killing Marcus and William has been achieved, double rewards are being drawn...】

Locke Galahad didn't immediately check the rewards; instead, he wrinkled his nose and muttered to himself while looking at Marcus's corpse:

"I remember this guy has two worm-like intestines inside his belly..."

Thinking of this, Locke Galahad lightly hooked his right foot and flipped Marcus's corpse over. He would rather spend more Time and be cautious than miss any potential loopholes.

Originally, he was just being cautious, but who knew he would actually gain something?

The corpse had just been flipped over. Those two bloody intestines, with sharp fangs at their tips, rushed out from the abdominal cavity impatiently and bit at him.

"Just as I thought, it's a good thing I was already guarding against you."

Locke Galahad frowned slightly, fighting back his nausea, and grabbed those two tentacles with extreme speed. Just as he was preparing to tear them off, the two intestines actually spoke, their voices old and hoarse.

"Make a deal with me."

"As long as you make a deal with me and sacrifice the corpse of this idiot Marcus to me, I can let you immediately break through to Sequence 8..."

"And as long as you keep feeding me sacrifices afterwards, I can even make you a god."

Locke Galahad seemed as if he had been bewitched, holding them without any intention of acting immediately, which made the large intestine continue quite proudly:

"Hehehe, as long as you become my servant and let me parasitize you..."

"Let you parasitize me?" Locke Galahad's previously expressionless face suddenly broke into a smile, his lips curling in mockery:

"Have you been in Marcus's belly for too long that your brain has become as useless as his? Do you really take me for an idiot like Marcus?"

"You... you actually weren't bewitched by me?"

The intestine's voice became puzzled, seemingly surprised by this.

"I was just playing along with you to see if I could get some useful information. Now it seems you only know how to run your mouth."

Locke Galahad guessed that it was perhaps these two tentacle-like intestinal creatures that had bewitched Marcus, causing all the turmoil in his mission this Time, so he couldn't help but feel some resentment towards this thing.

That was why he just wanted to tease it.

"No, no, no, I know a lot. As long as you, as long as you become my slave, then I can tell you the truth about this world."

The large intestine was somewhat eager and continued to bewitch him, unwilling to give up: "Aren't you curious about things related to gods? About why this world is the way it is? Don't you find it strange?"

"Still mentioning slaves!" Locke Galahad shook his head; he knew this thing probably couldn't utter a single truth.

"Goodbye, no, it's bye-bye."

After saying this, he violently pulled his hands apart from his chest to both sides.

"No..."

"Kid, how dare you treat me like this, just wait for me, wait until I crawl out of hell, I will definitely not forgive..."

"Ah!"

Rip!

The large intestine was extremely exasperated, and then its threatening words came to an abrupt end as Locke Galahad exerted force with his hands, tearing it into two pieces. Locke Galahad didn't stop yet.

Because this thing looked like a large intestine but possessed its own consciousness, it was truly bizarre; it might just have some particularly vigorous vitality.

So, he grabbed the large intestine, which was already broken in two, with both hands again and repeated the previous action.

"No!"

Sure enough, when he pulled for the second Time, the intestine that had been playing dead cried out again.

"Truly, nothing from hell is honest; they are so cunning."

Fortunately, this Time Locke Galahad heard despair in its voice, which put his mind at ease.

So, he repeated the decomposition action again, violently tearing it two more Times until he had divided the two large intestines into 32 pieces, each less than a finger long, before stopping.

He threw them onto Marcus's corpse.

"Locke Galahad, are you okay?"

Just at this moment, Serena, who had been watching from the side for a long Time, rushed over while covering her ears, her eyes filled with tears, touching him all over with concern.

Locke Galahad used a gentle vibration of his Extraordinary Factor to shake off all the dirty things on his hands, then turned around and held Serena's hand to comfort her:

"Serena, do I look like I'm in any trouble?"

Serena seemed not to have heard his words; she touched him from head to toe until she was sure he was truly uninjured, then she stopped and leaned against him slowly, "I was really worried to death just now."

"You, wait a moment."

Locke Galahad grabbed the glasses wrapped around his ears with both hands and gave a fierce tug, finally taking off this damn thing.

Following that, he also put the mask and suit back into his Personal Space.

At the same Time, naturally, he didn't forget to deactivate 【Great Muscle Tyrant】 and several other skills.

After doing all this, he reached out and hugged Serena.

Seeing that the matter had been settled, Time, who was hiding in the dark and just about to reveal himself to ride on the supernatural polymer on Marcus, suddenly sensed an ominous aura, which made him stop in his tracks immediately. He looked towards the dark passage with some confusion, "How could this guy have run here!"

Locke Galahad's sensory ability was much worse than Time's. Just as he was leaning down and preparing to get close to Serena, a harsh sound came over, which immediately alerted him.