Chapter 110: Lightning Strike on Voodoo p3
Cultivating one of these “planes” was costly, so the C-rank Awakened had only crippled it, leaving it barely alive, waiting for a Voodoo Cult pilot to retrieve it.
This dying insect would be Huayibai’s transport.
Under its control, a group of about ten infected gathered in front of the insect.
They huddled together, their bodies rapidly withering, their heads tilted back, their mouths open towards the sky.
“Crackle, crackle—”
Their drained bodies convulsed, and blood-red tendrils emerged from their mouths.
The tendrils intertwined, merging, extending upwards, reaching towards the insect’s head.
A massive, blood-red mushroom formed at the tip of the combined tendril, its glowing cap turning like an eye, fixing its gaze on the insect.
The withered bodies below, like gnarled roots, supported the growing fungus, their remaining life force fueling its growth.
The wind ruffled the large mushroom cap, scattering spores, which rained down on the giant insect, and its massive mandibles began to move stiffly.
“Click—Click—”
The mandibles clicked open and closed, then, as if drawn by an invisible force, it opened its maw and swallowed the giant mushroom whole.
After swallowing the mushroom cap, it continued, consuming the entire stalk, grinding it down.
The fungal tendrils, entering its body through its mouth, began to spread, taking control of its mind and body.
The insect, previously only red on its back, was now covered in blood-red tendrils.
And from its head, like a giant Cordyceps, sprouted a massive mushroom with a crystalline cap.
The cap rotated, its surface shimmering, observing the surroundings.
“Buzz—”
Its abdominal plates opened, and the Voodoo Cult members, their faces blank, their bodies controlled by the fungus, carrying weapons, filed into the insect’s belly.
After they were all inside, it spread its wings, slowly lifted off the ground, circled, locating Fuzhou City, and then flew straight towards it.
Among those controlled by Huayibai were some familiar with the area, so getting lost wasn’t a problem.
“Buzz—”
“Whirr—”
The buzzing from the sky and the engine’s roar woke Lin Xiwan.
She bolted upright, hugging her sister tightly, her eyes wide with fear, looking towards the source of the sound.
Was it the Voodoo Cult?
“Buzz—”
But the flying insect, without pausing, zipped past overhead, the wind ruffling their hair, and continued on its way.
And the engine’s roar below ended abruptly with a loud crash.
“Boom—”
An explosion. Lin Xiwan, holding her sister, looked down and saw a Voodoo Cult monster truck embedded in a nearby building.
Then… silence…
No other Voodoo Cult vehicles, just zombies, drawn by the explosion and the flames, converging on the wreckage.
Even the air seemed to hold its breath.
What… just happened…?
Lin Xiwan, holding her sister, sat down against the wall, not daring to move.
The erratically driven, crashing vehicle, the rapidly departing giant insect…
They hadn’t been chasing them.
She didn’t want to risk going down to investigate; she couldn’t leave her sister and Huayibai unguarded, vulnerable to Corpse Birds.
Her sister’s safety was her priority.
And it could be a Voodoo Cult trap. She couldn’t risk it.
Although they didn’t go down, the flames below intensified.
There didn’t seem to be any fire-resistant zombies in the city’s outer areas; the mindless Biters, rushing towards the flames, only fueled the fire.
Normally, zombies avoided fire. This suicidal behavior meant one thing.
A lot of blood crystals inside the wreckage.
So many that the zombies were driven mad by the scent.
But only a few had been attracted; after they were consumed by the flames, no more approached.
It had inadvertently cleared the area of any lurking Biters.
After about an hour, hearing no other unusual sounds, Lin Xiwan felt her exhaustion returning.
But she couldn’t sleep yet.
Nuzzling her sister’s hair, inhaling her scent, she felt a surge of energy, the warmth of her sister’s breath against her chest a comfort, and continued to keep watch.
…
Buzz—
The Blood Orb Fungus beetle, its belly full of passengers, sped through the night sky.
Flying creatures were much faster than those on the ground, especially for long distances.
And the fungus-infected insect could fly in a straight line, no need for detours.
What would take Lin Xiwan two or three hours by car, the insect could cover in half an hour, a speed of about 500 kilometers per hour.
Within thirty minutes, it had passed the Guangkun Highway, even seeing other convoys camped for the night.
It didn’t stop but continued into Guangdong Province, bypassing Qingzhou City, heading towards Fuzhou.
If all went well, it would pick up its passenger within an hour and reach the Voodoo Cult’s headquarters before dawn.
If Lin Jiayao slept for her usual eight hours, she would wake up to the news of A4’s attack on the Voodoo Cult.
This was much faster than she’d anticipated, thanks to Huayibai’s ingenuity.
And also Huayibai’s aversion to cars after the earlier incident.
And it also wanted to complete its Mommy’s task and earn her praise.
Less than an hour later, a buzzing sound echoed from the rooftop of a hundred-meter-tall building in Fuzhou City.
“Buzz—”
The giant insect landed on the helipad, the wind from its wings scattering debris.
And in a corner of the rooftop stood a tall, slender, naked humanoid zombie, motionless, its eyes closed, like a statue.
One of the beetle’s plates opened, and a Voodoo Cult warrior, his body completely drained, emerged, his form shifting, transforming into Huayibai.
Perhaps due to insufficient energy, this was a smaller version of Huayibai, about five or six years old instead of ten.
Little Yibai, clutching its skirt, jumped from the helipad.
“Splat—”
The helipad was quite high. Little Yibai hit the ground and splattered, a puddle of tendrils, reforming after a while.
It ran towards the motionless zombie, sniffing the air.
Mommy’s scent… which Mommy…?
Having multiple mommies wasn’t strange to Huayibai.
It could create multiple copies of itself; its Mommy could surely do the same, what was so strange about that?
But this Mommy, like the one in Donghai City, was also standing motionless.
Having confirmed it was its Mommy, Little Yibai relaxed.
It ran to the blonde zombie, hugged its leg, and said in a childish voice, “Mommy! Yibai is here to pick you up!”
It nuzzled the zombie’s leg, but the zombie didn’t react.
No attacks, no movements, seemingly accepting Huayibai as an ally.
“Hmm…”
Little Yibai stepped back, tilted its head, and examined the motionless, naked zombie.
Why is Mommy not wearing any clothes?
Huayibai didn’t know that Lin Jiayao’s zombies generated scales when she logged in.
Under Huayibai’s control, a female infected emerged from one of the Voodoo Cult vehicles and walked towards the humanoid zombie.
Little Yibai, after comparing their sizes, nodded and then had the infected remove her clothes and dress its Mommy.
Just simple sweatpants and a white sweatshirt, but enough for basic coverage, although the zombie’s midriff was still exposed.
After dressing its Mommy, Huayibai sent the infected back and then started generating tendrils from its own body.
The tendrils, like ropes, wrapped around the blonde zombie, binding it securely.
And Little Yibai’s body, having expended energy generating the tendrils, shrunk further.
Then, still generating tendrils, it ran towards the giant insect, its body shrinking with every meter, the tendrils extending.
Reaching the insect’s leg, it was now the size of a figurine.
“Heave-ho—”
With a tiny grunt, Figurine Yibai hugged the insect’s leg and then, its entire body transforming into tendrils, merged with the insect’s fungal growths.
Securely attached.
“Buzz—”
The now fungus-infected insect spread its wings, lifted off the helipad, turned, and flew towards Chongyu City, the Voodoo Cult’s headquarters.
And the motionless, blonde zombie, bound by the friendly fungal tendrils, was carried aloft, dangling from one of the insect’s legs.
Even being moved didn’t activate it; the tendrils were considered a part of its own body.
If it had been ropes, or if someone had tried to carry it, it would have instantly activated and returned to the rooftop.
The insect flew high above, consuming a random Voodoo Cult member whenever it felt its energy waning.
Across mountains and rivers, through the night, towards Chongyu City.
From below, its massive, glowing fungal eye cap was visible, like a plane’s navigation lights.
Meanwhile, in Chongyu City, at the Voodoo Cult’s headquarters, in the Boss’s villa…
The previously flooded villa had been cleaned. The Boss lay on the floor, seemingly asleep.
Suddenly, her slender body twitched, as if having a nightmare.
The twitching intensified into a full-body seizure, beads of sweat forming on her forehead.
“Aagh!!!”
She screamed, sat up abruptly, then curled into a ball, her lips trembling.
“I see it… I can’t see… it’s coming… the reckoning is coming…”
Then, the trembling stopped, and a calm voice said, “What do you see?”
“The reckoning… it’s approaching…”
“Those motherfuckers, they dare to come here?!”
“Let’s run… Wu… let’s run… no… it’s too late… we can’t escape…”
“Run my ass. Didn’t you say it would destroy the world? What good would running do?”
“Junjun, can you see what it sent?”
“C… no, mm… C-rank.”
The woman muttered to herself, then her eyes turned bloodshot, her expression turning manic.
“A fucking C-rank and you’re scared? I told you, He, you handle the organization, I’ll handle the fighting.”
“If I’d reached fucking B-rank sooner, seen the prophecy earlier, would we be in this mess? Unbelievable.”
“Xiao Wu… V, even if you had, it wouldn’t have mattered. This prophecy only appeared recently, and I can’t pinpoint the source…”
“Enough,” the Boss stood up, her eyes blood-red, and looked towards the door. “It’s V’s time now.”
“Boom—”
The villa wall exploded outwards, and a figure, trailing blood-red lightning, emerged.
“Boss?!”
The guards, startled, hadn’t expected the Boss to burst out in the middle of the night. They scrambled after her.
“WOOOO—”
Someone sounded the all-clear alarm, its sound echoing through the Voodoo Cult-controlled district of Chongyu City.
Everyone, jolted awake, began to assemble, but there was no sign of any immediate threat.
The fuck? The all-clear alarm? Many Voodoo Cult members had never even heard it before.
Who the hell would attack their headquarters? Even Survivor’s Light at its peak wouldn’t dare!
And with the Boss’s precognitive abilities, if Survivor’s Light did send a team, they would retaliate by targeting their base in Donghai City, slaughtering the weak and defenseless left behind.
No one took the alarm seriously; they just assumed the Boss was having another episode.
Thirty minutes passed.
A buzzing sound from the sky.
Buzz—
Everyone looked up, their faces a mixture of shock and confusion, a red light rapidly approaching in the night sky.
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