Using the MC system to pretend spiritual revival

Chapter 217 The Mysteriously Spreading Creeping Sores

"Old man, you'd better think carefully before you speak. Did you call me here to deal with something like this?"

As he spoke, Wang Fan, who had walked over, raised the unassuming wooden axe in his hand, which looked like some kind of cheap craftwork. The cold moonlight reflected off it made the old man Ito shudder.

He snapped out of his daze and quickly waved his hand to explain.

"No, no, no! How could that be! We brought a camera robot..." he said, quickly gesturing to his subordinate, "Go! Get the thing! Quickly!"

After doing all that, he looked at the young man beside him with an embarrassed smile, whose expression had softened.

It wasn't that he was too timid; it was just that the wooden axe the other person was holding had been underestimated by others before.

As a result, that arrogant young man was chopped down by Wang Fan's axe, his head almost touching the ground. The stone pillar behind him, which was so thick that it took one person to hug it, was also cleaved in two. The man was so frightened that he collapsed on the spot and is still in the sanatorium.

Although he couldn't measure the various parameters of the weapon in the opponent's hand, judging from its hardness alone, Ito believed that if this axe were to come down, his old bones would be split in at least two on the spot.

Furthermore, the Tokyo metropolitan area is currently fraught with danger, as evidenced by the heavy losses suffered by the elite rescue teams dispatched by the Sakura Cabinet in previous incidents.

Although the journey here has been fortunate and smooth, to return alive, they will probably have to rely on this young man from Xin Country who is quite capable.

Subsequently, the old man Ito also demonstrated the emotional intelligence and conversational control expected of someone who had been the head of the Ito family for decades. With a series of careful and obsequious gestures, he managed to ease the somewhat tense atmosphere.

On the other side, the subordinate who had been called to fetch the equipment also ran over carrying a heavy, silver-white box, and opened it in front of his master.

He hurriedly took out a sophisticated electronic device, about the size of a human head. After placing it on the ground, he operated it a few times, and the sophisticated electronic instrument gradually unfolded, with two rows of eight flexible bionic mechanical legs spreading out.

With a faint hum of electricity, it moved nimbly like a large metal spider, its red-glowing camera at the very front flashing.

The subordinate also took out a screen connected to the operating device and held it up with both hands, presenting it to the family head.

"Master, the setup is complete, we can begin."

"Great!" Upon hearing this, old man Ito could not hide his excitement and immediately reached out to take the screen.

There wasn't much manual operation involved, thanks to the technological products from the Ito family's laboratories, which incorporated the most advanced intelligent programs available at the time.

Without any visible operation, the mechanical spider, which had been motionless on the ground, began to move with its eight nimble legs, accompanied by a soft buzzing sound, and headed resolutely toward the small park, which was covered by a dark purple substance, a few dozen meters away.

At this moment, Wang Fan and Ito stared intently at the screen displaying the image.

With a slight jolt, one can see that as the mechanical spider moves forward, a dark purple color that is physically unsettling gradually fills the entire screen.

Upon seeing this, the two of them couldn't help but hold their breath.

As they went deeper, everything in the scene turned into a dark purple.

Only the scenery and the vaguely discernible structure of the original park can prove that this is not some strange and exotic place, but a park in Tokyo.

However, as the screen emitted a nauseating, sticky sound of faint mechanical structures coming into contact with the dark purple ground, the surrounding scenery became increasingly bizarre, making it impossible to discern any real structure.

Originally, some of the park's structure could still be seen, but as you went deeper, it was completely covered by a dark purple material vein.

Soon, under Ito's careful control, the unmanned spider's mechanical legs slowly approached the nearest, and initially, the unknown fluorescent spot that had been seen from afar.

As the camera zoomed in, soon, on a patch of dark purple ground, a strange, almost living thing came into view.

It was a light-colored protrusion about half a person's height, with some veins that looked like plants or some kind of fungus growing haphazardly on it.

The whole thing was still swaying and wriggling at a slow pace, emitting a faint glow, which was obviously the source of the light source that the people on the outside saw.

As the mechanical spider carrying the camera drew closer, Ito prepared to get a better look at it.
"Gulu..."

A strange sound, low and faint, rang out with remarkable clarity in the deathly silence.

The next moment, under the watchful eyes of Wang Fan and Old Man Ito, the unknown luminous object suddenly paused.

Then the unidentified veins growing on it suddenly accelerated their wriggling speed, and the overall fluorescence also seemed to brighten a bit.

"Huh?" This sudden change startled the old man Ito in front of the screen, who cried out in surprise. However, after waiting for a while and seeing no further unusual activity, he calmed down again.

He gave Wang Fan an awkward smile, then resumed controlling the mechanical spider and continued forward.

Although nothing unusual happened, he still controlled the mechanical spider to avoid the unknown fluorescent object and continued to venture deeper into areas without light.

The surrounding environment began to become increasingly eerie.

Those protruding structures that look really weird are becoming more and more common and hard to avoid.

Not only did the fluorescent ones that were previously present begin to appear more frequently and densely, but the two also saw one with a similar surface.

It is covered with a venous structure, but the whole thing is spherical, supported by several large, faintly fluorescent, leaf-like structures at the center.

There is another structure that is similar, but resembles a flower or altar, with a four-petaled structure in which some haze appears in the center.

These things were covered with spots and veins of various colors, connecting with the deep purple ground, as if they had grown out of thin air.

Although they couldn't understand what was going on, both Wang Fan and the ordinary old man Ito sensed a sense of danger from these things.

When operating the device, one cannot afford to be distracted for even a moment, striving to avoid one strange structure after another growing on the ground.

Fortunately, the expensive mechanical spider, developed and assembled in the laboratory and equipped with infrared vision, along with the fact that the park itself is not large, allowed us to approach the center of this unusual area in less than half an hour.

Another ten minutes or so passed. Under control, the mechanical spider carefully dodged one unknown substance after another that was becoming increasingly dense on the ground.

From afar, the two could already see the "thing" that represented the center through the screen.

Judging from the shape compared to the original map of the park, it was probably originally a sizable pavilion and pond for workers to rest in.

Now, just like everywhere else, this place is completely covered in a dark purple hue.

The difference is that a huge, winding, deep purple tentacle is prominently embedded in the original structure of the park building.

It is nearly ten meters long and looks even thicker than the stone pillar next to it, almost cutting the entire sizable pavilion building in two.

The curved, pointed tail drooped into the pool beside the pavilion, and drops of deep purple liquid dripped into the pool from what looked like a violently torn break, staining it a deep, dark color.

Not only the abnormal fracture, but also the fact that the body itself is a deep purple, but the fine grooves and patterns on it are different from the surrounding area. If you had to describe it, it would be that it looks more delicate or pure.

Staring at the screen, Wang Fan ignored the dazed and motionless old man Ito beside him, his eyes flickering as he sensed that things were getting a bit tricky.

Even putting everything else aside, that enormous tentacle was clearly detached from a larger whole, and now it was motionless, obviously dead.

Judging from the blood dripping from the wound, it had polluted a large area of ​​the pool, which suggests that the entire park was affected.

The eerie deep purple veins that extend to the surrounding buildings most likely originated from this tentacle that has already detached from its main body and died.

Pollution.

With just a moment's thought, this word popped into everyone's mind.

Compared to these ordinary people, Wang Fan, who came from Xin Country, had much more to think about.

The ability to pollute a considerable area with just a single severed limb is something that could not possibly have existed when the spiritual energy tide first appeared.

From a domestic perspective and based on experience, they are either powerful beings with great strength or strange methods who were in seclusion before the last Dharma-ending Age, and who have now emerged into the world after either sealing themselves off or finding a treasure land to cultivate in seclusion.

Either it was some powerful treasure or elixir left over from ancient times, which was consumed by a lucky person at the beginning of the spiritual energy revival, which could cause the appearance of such a creature that far exceeded the level of spiritual energy at that time.

None of these are things that Wang Fan is willing to risk intervening in.

Although danger and opportunity coexist, the reason he has survived for so long is because he didn't covet what he shouldn't have. Let those opportunities that could cost him his life be left to the protagonists and geniuses.

Thinking this, Wang Fan secretly decided to retreat. He kept his eyes fixed on the old man beside him who was still looking dazed. If the old man said he wanted to go in, he would immediately give him an axe and run away.

Anyway, a significant portion of his previous compensation came from the assets of the British Empire and the Bald Eagle, so he could enjoy them no matter where he went.

Over here, under Wang Fan's increasingly dangerous and cold gaze, old man Ito seemed to sense something, and suddenly shivered before he came to his senses.

He glanced at the young man beside him with a puzzled look, but found nothing unusual. Then he turned back to look at the screen with a sigh.

"So it really is this thing..."

Judging from his tone, Wang Fan realized that this person seemed to know something, so he directly pressed for an answer:
"Old man, do you know?" "The Creeping Disaster, Lord Wang Fan should have heard of it..." He uttered this term that was widely circulated among the upper echelons of Japan.

Old man Ito turned his head, looked at the understanding in the boy's eyes beside him, and continued:
"The name 'Crawling Catastrophe' was given by the Japanese cabinet after discussions, referring to the aerial monster that leaps out of Tokyo Bay, traverses the entire country of Japan, and then dives into the sea."

"It was named for its bizarre and distorted shape and its image of moving in the air like a fish."

He paused for a moment after saying this.

"I never expected that some of the think tank members at the research institute would suggest that the anomalies that appeared in many places in Tokyo were related to the flesh and blood that fell during the attack. I never thought they would actually be right."

As he spoke, old man Ito looked up at the endless, deep purple earth that reflected a faint glow in the moonlight, his tone tinged with sarcasm.

"Those pedantic guys in the cabinet spend all day discussing how much land and resources Tokyo has to recover, and arguing about who should be the new prime minister. Haha."

"Now it seems that, let alone recovering them, it would be good enough to keep what's left."

Upon hearing this, Wang Fan, who was still searching his mind for information about the strange fish that had appeared over Tokyo, gave the old man a strange look.

He was about to say, "Isn't your family the same?" without giving the other party any face, but before he could even open his mouth, an unexpected change occurred.

As the two were talking, a sudden and extremely abrupt barking sound came from the electronic display screen that Ito was holding.

Upon closer inspection, a yellow stray dog ​​with mottled, matted fur was seen staggering into the dark corner of the frame.

About the length of a forearm, it was sobbing as it walked past the corner of the camera lens of the mechanical spider.

"It was just a stray dog, what a scare." Wang Fan, who had been looking tense, smiled wryly after seeing the image, but his expression quickly changed to one of surprise.

He suddenly realized what was wrong.

From the moment he entered the city outskirts until now, it seems that he hasn't seen a single stray dog, let alone a stray cat, a stray cockroach, or any other living creature besides the convoy.

How could a stray dog ​​that looks injured suddenly appear, especially in a dark purple contaminated area that is clearly not right?

Moreover, old man Ito also realized this, and with a solemn expression, he slowly guided the mechanical spider closer.

The entire scene was filled with the pitiful whimpers of a stray dog ​​that looked like it was less than a month old.

Soon, the camera followed the source of the sound.

Perhaps because the distance was close enough, the stray dog, which had been hanging its head and whimpering incessantly, suddenly stopped.

It slowly turned towards the mechanical spider, and the pitiful whimpers that had been coming and going stopped.

As he slowly raised his head, his face, which had been shrouded in shadow, lifted up.

"hiss!"

"hiss!"

The two people staring at the screen couldn't help but gasp.

The stray dog ​​facing the camera had a human face clearly visible on its raised head.

The eyes, nose, and mouth were exactly the same—a gaunt, aged face belonging to Taiji Ito!

This startled the old man, Ito, so much so that his hand trembled and he almost threw the monitor away. It was only thanks to Wang Fan, who reacted quickly, that he calmed down.

"This... Lord Wang Fan! What on earth is this thing?!"

Wang Fan didn't answer his question immediately. He just stared at the dog-headed, human-faced monster with a strange smile on the screen for a long time before speaking:
"I've never seen one before. It looks like an unformed demon or some kind of evil spirit..." He hesitated for a moment before continuing, "but it shouldn't be very strong."

With his assessment as a "foreign professional," the old man Ito's tense and fearful expression visibly eased considerably.

At this moment, the stray dog ​​on the screen, which seemed to have triggered some mechanism, stopped whimpering and instead emitted hoarse cries mixed with barking or human laughter.

The bizarre human face embedded in the dog's head, with a twisted smile, slowly approached.

Although it was quite frightening, with Wang Fan's presence on the other side of the screen, Ito was no longer so afraid. He moved the screen away to see what the strange creature was planning to do.

On the other side, as the human-faced dog gradually approached, the facial expression on its face became increasingly distorted.

When the distance closed to only a few steps, just as the monster arched its body, seemingly preparing to pounce and tear it apart,

Just when people thought Ito would put down the electronic screen and abandon the mechanical spider that had little ability to defend itself, the situation suddenly changed again.

Unbeknownst to the two, the strange structures that had been growing from the ground and which they had been controlling to evade along the way had suddenly been activated, their slow, wriggling movements suddenly accelerating.

Sounds like hollow bones colliding rang out, and the fluorescent protrusions resembling weeds that had been initially seen began to sway rapidly, their brightness suddenly increasing.

A buzzing sound, audible even to those standing outside the deep purple contaminated zone, emanated from the area.

The lens, which was originally relatively clear in night vision mode despite the darkness, was immediately shrouded in a thick black fog, allowing only a few meters of vision to be seen, with nothing but a void of darkness beyond.

Almost simultaneously, from the unseen depths of darkness, a series of low, heavy footsteps, like something heavy landing, approached from afar.

next moment,
"call--!"

A whistling sound of something heavy cutting through the air rang out, and the increasingly rapid, heavy footsteps, which seemed to be right next to their ears, suddenly stopped.

In an instant, a huge, deep purple hand, covered with veins, wrinkles, and glowing light, emerged from the thick darkness.

The human-faced dog, which had already bared its mouth full of sharp teeth, was suddenly grasped in the palm of that large hand as if it were an insect, and then tightened abruptly.

"Woo——~"

"Crench--!"

The whimpers of dogs, mixed with the disgusting sounds of flesh tearing and bones crushing, came from the screen.

Then, thick, black flesh and white bones dripped onto the ground, and the giant hand abruptly withdrew.

However, before anyone could even catch their breath from this sudden change,
The next moment, the wind picked up again.

"call--!"

The same scene as before instantly reappeared, the giant hand suddenly enlarging on the mechanical spider's screen.

"crunch..."

Finally, after a series of sounds of metal twisting and breaking, and a piercing electrical hum, the entire screen went black instantly, and the signal was lost.

Before the two, still confused, could even exchange bewildered glances,
Suddenly, there was movement at the edge of the eerie, deep purple area, a dozen meters away from the parked convoy.

Under the watchful eyes of the group, the deep purple earth gradually writhed and became active, as if it had been activated and awakened.

It was as if the farce that had just taken place inside had angered the will of this land, or perhaps the flesh and blood of the human-faced dog had awakened and nourished this indescribable creature.

Under the gaze of the group, the deep gullies and veins that had spread to the edge of the road and were as clear as ink marks suddenly came to life, wriggling and growing outwards.

Large swaths of mycelium-like material spread out, covering the ground, railings, streetlights, and even cars.

Before long, everything that was originally distinct in color turned into the same deep purple substance covered with ravines.

The sight sent shivers down everyone's spine.

Wang Fan was the first to react, and with the physical abilities of an Awakened, he directly lifted up the short and thin old man Ito next to him.

He gathered his strength slightly under his feet, leaped several meters into the air, and landed precisely on a large armored vehicle parked at the corner of the street.

Without saying a word, he threw the person in his arms into the car and climbed in himself.

"Quick! Drive! Go back the way you came!!"

The driver, who also noticed the movement behind him through the car's camera and rearview mirror, did not hesitate to step on the gas pedal without hesitation when given the order.

As the tires rubbed against the road, releasing a burnt smell, the multi-wheeled armored vehicle became a blur, veered off course, and sped off along the original intersection towards the street.

Although the others were a few beats slower to react, they all got into their cars and sped off.

(End of this chapter)