Deep in the Living

Chapter 688 Target's Death
[Unknown Cave]

Roddy, whose entire body was covered in flesh and blood fibers, hung here like a blood cocoon, with all his sensory systems shut down.

Any action, even a slightly stronger mental fluctuation, will stimulate the growth of this fiber.

His eye-opening action when he first woke up resulted in his entire face being covered in fibers, his eye area being completely invaded, and his vision being deprived.

These fibers are not simply a form of restraint, but rather a kind of "occupation".

Even the hellish body was occupied; these flesh fibers could seize control of the body and had extremely high priority over the control of the nerves.

The only two things in Roddy's body that still retain independent function are his brain and his old spine.

but,

These fleshy fibers seemed to lack any agency; as long as Roddy remained still, they would not spread further. A large amount of fiber remained on the periphery of the brain, showing absolutely no sign of further expansion.

Roddy remained absolutely calm and analyzed the current situation.

"Our disguise was done very well, yet we still 'disappeared'. And according to Chou Jiu, the dense fog shouldn't have arrived so quickly."

We were about to leave, but they attacked us at the last moment, even disrupting our vortex teleportation.

There is only one possibility...

The monster behind this was monitoring us the whole time, knowing exactly what we did, what we got, and what we wanted.

Knowing that information about him would leak out once we left, and that the fishing village would become unsettled, they chose to launch a direct attack.

Jock was able to escape unscathed because he was both timid and cautious enough, having made thorough preparations for concealment before even setting foot in the fishing village, perfectly blending in using the fog system.

Roddy couldn't help but recall when he first arrived at the fishing village.
Neither the eyes of the stinky nine nor the eyes of those dead fish seemed to belong to them; rather, they were "eyes" of some kind of being.

"However, the vortex was activated normally. Although it was disturbed, Teacher Guo must have known about the abnormal situation."

The teachers will probably arrive soon, and we should be able to be rescued after ensuring our safety for a period of time.

It's not that we're not thinking of any solutions; we must consider the worst-case scenario and at least give ourselves a way out.

My brain is unaffected, and my old spine is not completely occupied. As long as I can perform a perfect spinal split in an instant, combined with my divine power, I should be able to break free.

However... now is definitely not the time to break free.

Any unusual activity will immediately draw attention. The best course of action is to observe first, and then find a way to escape when the situation becomes critical.

Although Roddy's basic senses were blocked and his mouth was sewn shut, his tongue was not greatly affected.

You can taste the outside flavors even through your mouth, and the taste feedback brings a clear three-dimensional image of the cave directly to your brain.

The target, [High-necked Sweater - Pan Yang], is less than ten meters away.

Just as described in the document, Pan Yang was attached to a monster in the form of a sweater, but his entire body was also covered in fibers, and the sweater itself was unable to move.

Also hanging in this cave were five monsters, all of which emitted a foul stench of malice, and were all Roddy's hunting targets.

Two of the monsters appeared to have been dead for several days, yet showed no signs of malnutrition or bodily fluid leakage.

These fibers seem to participate in the body's internal circulation, replenishing nutrients while also removing waste, keeping the prey fresh no matter how long it hangs.

"The fact that the squad leader and the other two are not here indicates that there is more than one cave used to store missing persons."

According to Jock's research, the final destination of the missing fish is reproductive nourishment, which is somehow sent into the mother fish that drowns in the sea, and they become newborn fish.

Since I was just put here, I guess they'll choose me last, according to the order of placement.

Just as Roddy was thinking this, his tongue suddenly began to curl, clearly indicating that he had tasted something, an extremely dangerous taste.

Unlike the other teachers in Whirlpool Town,

It is also different from that Outer God.

This is pure danger; there is no infection, no game, no licking... just the danger of death upon touch.

Although vision is deprived
Roddy, however, conjured up a picture in his mind: a terrifying, fleshy creature was approaching.

The campfire inside the cave cast its shadow across the walls, only to find that the entire wall couldn't contain his flesh and blood; it seemed even the rocks were afraid of his arrival.

Here they come! Roddy was on high alert, ready to perform a spinal manipulation at any moment.

Snapped!
A foot stepped into the cave, and Roddy's tongue quickly provided a clear taste feedback.

The so-called "legendary monster" came to mind, completely different from the image I had imagined.

What stepped in was just an ordinary person's leg, with a pair of linen trousers full of holes and soaked with seawater hanging on it.

Barefoot, with five toes just like a human's.

He was wearing a tattered linen coat on his upper body, and anyone who didn't know better would really think he was just a fisherman.

But if you look further up, you'll find something unusual.

A head of messy black hair sits atop his neck, beneath which there are no facial features.

Faceless.

Roddy was certain that the other party's current appearance did not show any facial features.

The faceless man walked in, seemingly moving towards Roddy, as if preparing to deal with this extraordinary human youth first.

As Luo Di watched the direction the other party was heading, his heart tightened.

Just as he was about to forcefully open the spine,
The faceless man, who had walked halfway, suddenly stopped.
Turn your head,
Facing the monster wearing a turtleneck sweater.

Select your target and reach out to grab it.

Just as he was about to touch it, the monster's red sweater disappeared and, in the next second, replaced the faceless man's linen clothes, which were now on his body.

The neckline fit perfectly, but a circular cut had appeared, and blood was seeping from the neck.

According to the description of Pan Yang in the file, the symbiotic relationship has been established, the soul of the neck should have been severed, and Pan Yang will now have absolute control.

But the next second,
The faceless man was not deprived of control of his body. He reached for his sweater and ripped it off with force... Rip! He tore the turtleneck sweater off.

Flesh and blood were torn apart, and the sweater was ripped to shreds.

The torn sweater also took away the faceless man's skin and some flesh, which danced wildly in the air.

You can even see a distorted, sickly face protruding from inside the sweater.

This is Pan Yang's true face.

This creature is considered an enemy of humanity by the Bureau of Exploration, and its capture has repeatedly failed, with its file listing it as a highly dangerous monster.

The expression on his face was neither hatred nor anger, but rather... terror.

the reason is simple,
He saw a scene that was incomprehensible, unbearable to look at, and indescribable.

The tearing of the turtleneck sweater ripped off No-Face's skin, revealing his true nature.

That wasn't a physical body at all.
It was a relic made of some kind of flesh and blood.

That was a confusion that went beyond the word "monster."
That is the ultimate expression of flesh and blood.

The flowing strips of meat were as vast as the ocean.
Those tiny, clustered, rhythmically pulsating granules resembled a continuous mountain range.

Those individual large chunks of meat resembled architectural features found in ancient ruins.
Those clusters of bright, dazzling internal organs shone like celestial bodies.

"Please, please let me go! I'm a Red Gate monster too. I know a lot about the uses of the body. Maybe I can help you achieve your goal. I'm willing to do anything for you, I..."

Pan Yang was still pleading desperately, but the next second he began to disintegrate automatically. The structure of his proud turtleneck sweater was forcibly dismantled and his flesh and blood were reassembled.

Even with the support of comic books, it was still of no use.

It transformed into a large, living umbilical cord, which was held in the faceless man's hand.

He seemed very satisfied with the quality of the umbilical cord, turned around and left the cave to do his next task.

Luo Di, who was hanging in the cave, had sealed off his consciousness and thoughts beforehand; otherwise, the scene he had just witnessed would have been enough to cause his consciousness to waver and be noticed by the other party.

"What kind of being is this...? Is this the Twin-Door Monster?"

(End of this chapter)