Chapter 59: Consume
Objectively, between a slap and a severed arm, the latter was undoubtedly more painful.
But Performer felt no emotional reaction to Luo Ling slicing off her arm, only disdain for what she perceived as a futile struggle.
…Because to Performer, her physical body was merely a fragile vessel, easily discarded. She had done so many times in the past.
Just like the Bone Doctor, who could survive even with only her skeleton remaining, Performer’s essence resided in her soul.
As long as her soul remained intact, she could always find a new body.
That was why she was wary of Elsa’s ability, a power that could truly kill her.
As for being slapped, it wasn’t a matter of pain, but a profound insult to her persona.
—Slapping was one of the few physical acts that could inflict psychological damage.
“You think that just because you’re somehow immune to my psychological suggestion, I’m helpless against you? How naive.” Looking at the young girl, whose grip on the dagger was clumsy, Performer sneered. “It seems I have to deal with you before you give up.”
“I have to deal with you to save her,” Luo Ling said softly.
She couldn’t bypass the barrier around Elsa, and her Spores couldn’t do anything…
To save Elsa, even for a sliver of a chance, she had to consume the Grotesquery here, just like before, to gain a new ability for her Spores.
Luo Ling steadied her breathing, her long white hair spreading out, several Spores scattered around the battlefield, carefully observing Performer’s every move.
After obtaining Proliferation, Luo Ling had found the number of Spores she could control had doubled. She could now maintain the perspectives of four Spores simultaneously.
The four Spores completely enveloped the battlefield, allowing Luo Ling to anticipate Performer’s every action.
But Performer’s next move was unexpected.
She took out a small knife, held it in front of her, and slowly sliced from her left shoulder to her right, a putrid stench erupting, strong even in the corpse-filled subterranean cavern.
Performer’s expression remained unchanged as she reached into the wound and, with a wince-inducing motion, pulled out a mass of dark purple flesh, still pulsating as it landed on the ground.
The pulsating flesh slowly unfurled, revealing a deformed, undeveloped fetus, still in its embryonic state.
—A Forgotten River Child.
Performer had somehow sealed a Forgotten River Child within her own body, and judging by the stench, it was even more powerful than the one Luo Ling had encountered before.
“Let me introduce you, this is my eldest son,” Performer said, her tone as if introducing a pet or a servant. “His father gave him a nice name, Shi Handong. I think it’s quite nice, so I’ve used it for most of my sons since.
“Unfortunately, it was my first time cultivating a Forgotten River Child, and I wasn’t very experienced. I performed the ritual too early, and it can’t even hunt on its own, so I have to feed it with my own flesh and blood.
“But thankfully… its combat strength is quite decent.”
This disgusting scene didn’t faze Luo Ling. Her eyes gradually turned a pale gray.
The next moment, the deformed Forgotten River Child lunged forward, its mass of foul flesh riddled with countless bulging eyes, dragging a ghostly shadow behind it as it flew towards Luo Ling with incredible speed.
A chilling, ghostly shriek echoed in Luo Ling’s ears, the intense mental assault momentarily disrupting her consciousness, but the approaching stench quickly brought her back to reality.
Ignoring the pain in her head, Luo Ling swung her dagger, accurately intercepting the Forgotten River Child’s attack, slicing through its flesh like butter.
“Oh?”
Performer’s expression finally turned serious. Although the white-haired girl’s movements were clumsy, not even reaching the level of a street brawl,
…She seemed to be anticipating the Forgotten River Child’s every move, allowing her to counter it with such an awkward fighting style.
And the weapon in her hand didn’t seem ordinary either. It looked like a Sacred Tool, but she hadn’t used any skills.
However, it was all futile.
The sheer number of corpses here… was enough for the Forgotten River Child to die and regenerate hundreds of times.
As expected, the Forgotten River Child’s flesh, scattered on the ground, instantly began to devour the surrounding corpses, writhing and reforming, its bulging eyes filled with endless resentment, attacking Luo Ling again from an impossible angle.
“Hiss—”
A deep gash appeared on Luo Ling’s leg, the corrosive corpse poison sizzling.
“Ugh…”
Intense pain shot through her leg, and Luo Ling fell to one knee.
“Hee hee hee…”
The Forgotten River Child shrieked excitedly, its cries laced with laughter.
Seeing this, Performer knew she had won. The white-haired girl’s struggles were futile.
“I should hurry up and collect the ‘egg’… hmm?”
Performer turned around and froze.
Where was the “egg”?
Where was her big, beautiful “egg”?
There should have been a white reishi mushroom the size of a small yard behind her!
Performer looked up and saw, in the distance, a white reishi mushroom… slowly moving?
Looking closer, there seemed to be a person hidden beneath the mushroom… it was that lunatic!
She had actually taken the white reishi while she was dealing with those two girls?
Damn lunatic, was she born to be her nemesis…?
The sting of the slaps she had received earlier still lingered, not a physical pain, but a wound to her soul, her persona!
Performer was furious.
This was the most humiliating thing that had ever happened to her.
She lunged forward, reaching the Seer in the blink of an eye, blocking her path.
The Seer, clearly not expecting Performer’s sudden appearance, was startled, then panicked.
But just as Performer thought the girl was scared of being discovered, she heard the Seer say,
“Why are you here? Run!”
“The big mushroom, the big mushroom wants to eat you…”