Deep in the Living

Chapter 668 Landing
Whew...

Maximus stood at the bottom of the badly damaged pit, panting heavily.

The gentleman's attire had been completely torn apart in the battle.

Blood slid down his forehead, staining his face and body red, flowing over the cursed symbols etched on his skin.

These symbols allow him to stand firmly amidst the torrent and to manipulate it to some extent.

but,

The energy consumption was enormous, and this was his first attempt to actively control misfortune.

Even at his peak, even at his youngest, Maximus still felt tired.

His gaze remained fixed straight ahead, on his opponent, who had been struck by hundreds of misfortunes and was finally beginning to crumble.

but,

The dampness in the entire environment had not disappeared.
The holes that were blocked by the combat suit, which were constantly acting on the surface of the body, still existed and even became more active.

Suddenly something fell from above; from its outline, it looked like a person.

Out of caution,

Maximus quickly stepped back to avoid it.

Snapped!
The person fell straight down and crashed heavily to the ground, seemingly breaking his body and bleeding profusely.

The corpse of an infected monster has a hole in the back of its neck.

These holes are breathing and wriggling rapidly, as if something is about to burst out.

Maximus sensed danger and quickly swung his hand.

This palm strike did not kill directly.

Instead, he used his palm to generate wind pressure, which affected the airflow throughout the pit, causing a massive boulder, hundreds of meters high and teetering on the brink of collapse, to fall with a deafening roar.

It transformed into a small meteorite, completely annihilating the dying monster.

Next second,
More similar monster carcasses fell to the ground.

Just as Maximus was about to begin cleaning everything up, a small hand emerged from a hole in one of the corpses, accompanied by an unsettling splashing sound of webbed feet.

A meteorite fell, sending up a cloud of dust.

The speed slowed down, and something had already formed, with newly formed mucus dripping continuously.

As the dust settled,

The unknown Outer God, who should have been killed, is currently standing there unharmed, and even seems to be in better condition than before.

Its face, with its cave-like mouth, emitted deep, resonant sounds:

"It's incredible that such a lowly world could produce an existence like you, capable of breaking through temporarily and posing a real threat to me."

I don't acknowledge the natives here, but I acknowledge you as an individual.

May I have your name? "

"Maximus".

"Do you have a title? A strong person like you, staying in such a lowly world, should be praised, worshipped, and even have sculptures and memorial halls built for you by the local people."

"No."

"What a pity, Maximus! I am known as the 'Lame One,' and only you in this world are worthy of knowing this title."

Would you like to follow me?
I will provide you with resources you've never seen before and give you complete freedom to develop.

Once I have completely claimed this corner of the world for myself, you will also be able to enjoy all the resources here.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"You should be able to think straight. The gap between us isn't something you can close with a momentary epiphany. The probability of you killing me is zero."

Maximus didn't listen to what the other person was saying at all; he was just using the conversation as an opportunity to recover his strength.

Step forward,

It continued to carry away misfortune.

"Alas~ Life born in a lower world always has too narrow a vision. What a waste of such a good embryo! I will try to let my offspring inherit your system."

……

Half an hour passed.

Maximus knelt on one knee, one hand pressed against his chest, panting heavily.

Before him lay a mangled corpse of an Outer God, like a glass vessel shattered on the ground, its entire body broken into pieces and slowly dissipating.

The same thing happened again.

Another large number of infected corpses fell from the top.

Maximus didn't have time to deal with it.

He could only watch helplessly as a tiny hand emerged from a hole in the corpse's surface, carrying an infant's body through the mucous membrane, and was reborn.

In less than a second, it grew from a juvenile to a mature form, its entire body enveloped in divinity. Instead of becoming weaker, it became even more adapted to the environment.

A slight smile appeared on his hollow, pus-drained eye sockets as he gazed at the exhausted Maximus.

"To think you could kill me twice is completely beyond my expectations, you..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Maximus, who should have been catching his breath there, had vanished, leaving only a faint trace of a tiny vortex.

Whoosh!
Teacher Guo made a move, directly teleporting Maximus behind the opponent.

The fist, imbued with calamity, was swung out and struck the newly regenerated outer god's body.

Divine disturbance,
The flesh exploded.

However… Maximus's fist, which collided with his opponent's, suffered an unknown backlash. The surface of his fist was completely punctured, his combat suit was torn, and infection began to spread through the holes.

*Whoosh!* A sharp stone shard suddenly fell, severing Maximus's entire arm and halting the infection. The infection had marked the arm, meaning it would be unable to regenerate in the ensuing battle.

however,
The Outer God, who had just been killed, heard the sound of flippers stomping again.

He was reborn from a hole between corpses, still perfectly intact.

His skin even developed softer, more resilient points, making it more resistant to misfortune.

“Three times… You are truly beyond my imagination! I will do my best to preserve your brain intact, and your system must be inherited by my offspring.”

When the Outer God, who called himself the Lame, was about to make his move...
Of the monster corpses scattered at the bottom of the pit, one suddenly appeared behind him without him even noticing.

An invisible arm, almost blending into the environment, suddenly attacked.

"The Art of Makeup"

Perfect nails are like scalpels, instantly removing a portion of flesh and skin from the back of an outer god.

But the moment the flesh was cut away, the holes in the lame man's back reacted simultaneously, growing webbed hands that suddenly pushed out.

Snapped!
With a crisp sound, the shockwave spread outwards.

Wu Wen's body was sent flying, crashing heavily into the wall beside her. Not only did she suffer comminuted fractures all over her body, but the parts that were hit were also torn open.

The infection penetrates and spreads through the pores.

"Where did this fly come from? How come I didn't notice it?"

Just as he was distracted, Maximus teleported above him through the vortex, pressed down on his head with one arm, and gave it a hard push!
The misfortune of "falling down" is magnified a thousandfold at this moment.

Snapped!
The pit trembled.

The outer god's body was smashed to pieces, more severely than ever before.

But... the result was the same: a completely new body crawled out of the hole and was perfectly restored.

Maximus suffered another backlash, and his only remaining arm had to be severed.

Thus,
Both of his hands were gone.

His physical strength was almost completely exhausted.

"Oh? Killing me for the fourth time... What a pity, but I've lost my patience! It's time to end this, and I should return to the City of Sin to deal with the other natives."

The lame man extended his palm.
The palms, fingers, and webbed feet are covered with hundreds of tiny holes, each from which grows an identical webbed arm structure.

Hundreds of divine arms simultaneously reached for Maximus.

Moreover, He exhaled a breath, a moist and sticky breath that could slow down the flow of misfortune to some extent.

At the critical moment, Teacher Guo's voice came:
"Teacher Ma! You must survive and continue to improve yourself in the human world... I'll need you to take charge of things related to the school in the future."

Say it!

Space transformation.

Teacher Guo and Maximus switched places, with him taking the initiative to endure the crushing force of hundreds of arms.

Maximus was teleported to the center of the vortex array. The spatial teleportation had been activated, and he would be transported to the Human Exploration Bureau.

Meanwhile, Teacher Guo started spinning on his own.

Facial features move.

The body rotates accordingly.

The surrounding space was also rotating.

A self-destruction called a vortex is about to occur, resembling a black hole, which will engulf all surrounding matter.

This scene moved even the Outer God, who changed his perception of the native before him. The hundreds of arms he had stretched out were now being drawn into the fray.

The self-destruction is about to happen...

Something else fell from the top of the pit.

It's not a meteorite.

It wasn't an infection of corpses.
It's something else...

Swish!
A substance resembling a long whip descended even faster, sharp and swift... slashing vertically!
Hundreds of arms were completely severed, falling to the ground and turning into broken tadpoles, struggling before turning into liquid.

At the same time, a tongue broke off and fell off—a sharp tongue, the very tongue that had just made the cut.

It was discarded because it was stained with holes.

It doesn't matter, he has hundreds more tongues like that.

Bang!

A chair made of large tongues caught the person steadily.
The moment Gustav landed, he switched to a leg-crossing posture, gazing arrogantly at the extraterrestrial god before him through his cascading white hair.

An objective evaluation was quickly given:
"An inferior life without a tongue..."

Two other people also landed at the same time.

Luo Di landed steadily next to Teacher Guo, trying to stabilize her by touching her with his palm, and whispered something.

Upon hearing the remarks, Teacher Guo's expression changed, and he abruptly stopped himself from detonating. However, he was already extremely weak and it would be difficult for him to participate in the next special operation.

Just then,
The last person landed.

Her dark green short hair fluttered in the wind.

The sleeves of the white shirt were rolled up over the arms and secured with sleeve clips.

The two buttons at the collar were undone, and he entered a unique combat stance.

The face was no longer covered with a cloth bag.
A male face that could be described as "handsome" is shown directly, with unique question mark eyes staring at the source of the hole in front of him.

Although he has lost a lot of weight compared to before, his physical condition has basically recovered.

You can see that there is still a little bit of saliva stuck behind its ears.

(End of this chapter)