Step Back! Master is Here! - Chapter 52
Chapter 52: Vegetative human? Mushroom Spirit?
The pale-faced man looked at K’s dead body by his feet.
Then he looked for the corpse transporter but couldn’t find him. He said, “It seems that Longevity Mist doesn’t work on you.”
“Longevity Mist?” Tang Luo said, “Isn’t it fungal spores? Why put it so nicely?”
On K’s corpse, from his mouth, a tiny mushroom had already emerged.
The pale-faced man didn’t comment on Tang Luo’s description.
Unknowingly, the black mist around him became thicker than before.
Though he said so, the pale-faced man didn’t believe that it couldn’t affect him at all.
‘It’s only because the dose and concentration are not enough! Speaking of effect without enough concentration is nonsense. After the concentration reaches a certain level, even I would be affected.’
He didn’t believe that the monk before him could be completely unharmed!
Tang Luo reached out and waved his hand a little in front of his eyes. The black mist around him had already affected his sight a little.
The pale-faced man retreated silently, and would soon be submerged in the black mist.
Tang Luo glanced at him and said nothing.
‘If you want to hide, hide. You’re actually still holding a kerosene lantern, are you afraid that others won’t know where you are hiding?’
The lantern’s light ball swayed in the black mist. It looked like it was hung on a swaying boat.
Tang Luo entered the black mist and walked toward the direction of the lantern. After approaching, he found that the pale-faced man had already disappeared.
It was Mico who was holding the lantern.
Mico’s corpse, to be precise. She stood completely still, holding the kerosene lantern.
Tang Luo moved and directly physically saved Mico’s soul, relieving her.
After getting the lantern from her, Tang Luo slowly walked through the black mist.
The black mist around him was getting thicker and thicker.
Soon, it reached pitch-darkness.
If the scene inside the terminal could be seen from outside the black mist, then the space of about three meters around Tang Luo was entirely enshrouded with black mist.
It almost formed a black sphere that moved as Tang Luo moved.
The pale-faced man was outside of the black mist.
Black mist constantly emerged from inside his wide, hanging sleeves. This maintained the size of the black mist.
‘Walk around in circles! I’d like to see how long you can last!’ The pale-faced man said to himself internally.
Then, he saw Tang Luo walking in a straight line. Not to mention walking in circles, he didn’t even deviate from the right direction in the least bit.
‘How is this possible!?’
The pale-faced man was astonished and almost took one step back because of it.
Luckily, as he gradually approached the wall and was almost going to bump into it, Tang Luo finally changed the direction of his movement and walked toward the right.
This was a slight sign of him walking around in circles in the terminal.
‘Ha! It’s working! Stupid bald donkey!’ The pale-faced man cursed in his mind.
Tang Luo’s power had indeed shocked him.
Arguably, if the two fought face-to-face, he couldn’t beat this monk in white.
However, the monk was so arrogant that he actually tested the mist’s effect with his own body.
Then, he couldn’t blame him.
Once the Longevity Mist worked, the scale of victory would start to incline toward his side.
The pale-faced man smiled. “You’ll become my best Pot of the Living.”
Five minutes later…
“Still hasn’t succeeded yet?”
The black mist that spewed out of the pale-faced man’s sleeves was already rather thin. It could barely maintain the thickness of the black mist around Tang Luo.
The spores of Longevity Mushrooms were not zombie viruses, which were unscientific things that made everything around them fall with just a small bottle thrown on the ground before the whole world was affected.
This was an open-air environment, and there was no Longevity Mushroom to gather the spores around it again. Thus, the black mist would only continue to dissipate.
If the pale-faced man no longer maintained it, all of it would disappear in about five minutes.
At that moment, Tang Luo, who had been walking the whole time, suddenly stopped.
“It worked!”
The pale-faced man was suddenly delighted.
“No more?”
Tang Luo’s question came from the black ball.
The pale-faced man was stunned, asking instinctively, “What?”
“You have no more tricks?” asked Tang Luo. “Such as taking back all this black mist to eat it and strengthen yourself?
“…”
“It doesn’t seem so.” There was a tinge of pity in Tang Luo’s voice.
He put it palms together in front of his chest, not paying respect to the Buddha, but in a clap.
His clothes made fluttering sounds in the wind, and wild gales spread out in all directions.
Sand and stones flew in the air, and the surrounding black mist was blown away.
Tang Luo lowered his hands and looked at the pale-faced man, nodding slightly in greeting.
A new sandbag.
The pale-faced man abruptly retreated.
Before he had time for any other action, a palm had pressed onto his chest.
“Eh?”
A hint of surprise flashed across Tang Luo’s eyes. The palm which pressed onto the pale-faced man’s chest did not give the normal feeling of pressing onto a chest.
The feedback from his palm was softness. It was like he had pressed onto a bunch of unknown soft and feathery things.
Not only that, but it could also rebounce.
If this move’s force was 10 points, the actual damage the pale-faced man would receive was below 5 points.
The pale-faced man retreated dozens of steps back, barely standing still.
Tang Luo looked at his hand and then looked at the pale-faced man.
His chest showed a noticeable dent, but the dent was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was like a balloon being blown up.
Yes, it didn’t just recover. It was more like swelling.
In but a moment, the pale-faced man swelled into a little giant of over three meters.
He wasn’t a muscular man, but a fat man. He looked like a ball of meat. His large green and white robe clang tightly to his body and wasn’t torn.
It was clearly made of the same material as the Hulk’s pants.
After inflating, the pale-faced man’s skin stretched to the maximum. It was actually vaguely translucent.
Also, looming beneath the skin was not flesh and blood, but a clump of black matter.
It was unclear what it was.
“Ah!” roared the pale-faced man. His enlarged mouth spat out a mouthful of black venom.
Tang Luo’s body moved sideways.
The venom fell to the ground and eroded the sandstone ground, producing to a small pit. Then, a smelly white smoke came out.
When the venom landed, the pale-faced man had already rushed toward Tang Luo.
He was like a flesh chariot.
Tang Luo didn’t dodge. Instead, he shot out his palm, pressing it onto the pale-faced man’s protruded body.
He didn’t send him flying. On the contrary, Tang Luo’s forearm, along with his palm, fell straight in.
The pale-faced man rushed forward, bringing Tang Luo with him.
Tang Luo retreated, as he slightly moved his arm outward, and he immediately felt an immense resistance. Not only that, but there was also a spinning force.
It was like it was going to snare and break Tang Luo’s arm!
The pale-faced man revealed an evil smile and lifted his hands, which originally couldn’t reach Tang Luo because of the expansion. Strangely, they elongated and grabbed toward Tang Luo.
Such a creepy and strange way of fighting was completely beyond the ability of ordinary humans.
Tang Luo, who couldn’t dodge, lowered his body while raising his right arm.
The pale-faced man’s body shook, his feet were off the ground, and he was completely lifted up by Tang Luo like a little kid.
Then, he was smashed hard at the ground.
Gravel flew up.
A significant reactive force was produced in his rubber-ball-like body. And this reactive force, through the transformation in this special body, became the pale-faced man’s force of counterattack.
Tang Luo could feel that the suppression and spinning forces on his arm increased further. Even a piece of steel would probably be twisted at this moment.
“Such a sandbag can’t work.”
Tang Luo frowned, and his right hand turned in the opposite direction to the twisting, spinning force!
The burst of power instantly exceeded the limit of the pale-faced man’s endurance.
A huge wound appeared on his chest, and his inflated body shriveled and deflated.
As Tang Luo pulled his hand back, with an expression of disbelief, the pale-faced man backed away a few steps and knelt on the ground.
In his whirl-like chest wound, no internal organs nor bones could be seen.
What was visible was actually a mushroom—a black mushroom.
A large amount of white, silk-like substances spread and filled the pale-faced man’s body, replacing his original organs and bones.
“A vegetative man… No, mushrooms and fungi. Fungi man?”
Tang Luo looked at the pale-faced man. This was the first time he saw such a strange symbiotic creature.
No wonder it felt a little soft when he first hit him. It didn’t feel like hitting on a normal human body.
There were strands of mushroom substances spreading near the wound, repairing his wound like a spider’s web.
The pale-faced man who turned into a fungal man or a mushroom man looked at Tang Luo viciously.
A gust of strong wind blew in his ears.
The pale-faced man turned and realized that the monk was already standing beside him, holding an extremely familiar-looking arm in his right hand.
He looked down at his right arm. It had been completely torn off from the shoulder!
The pale-faced man showed a frightened expression once more. His body fell sideways.
For the first time, he felt that losing the sense of pain was perhaps something worth being happy for.
The arm in Tang Luo’s hand quickly shriveled.
Without the original mushroom body, mushroom substances died fast.
In less than half a minute, the arm in Tang Luo’s hand had shrunk to a ball.
At first glance, it did not look like a human arm, but a mushroom.
Tang Luo threw away the mushroom hand, looked at the pale-faced man, and said, “Besides the mushroom, I think the head is a vital organ too, right?”
If mushroom substances replaced even the brain, then he would no longer be a human, but a mushroom spirit.
Tang Luo had seen many spirits and monsters, but a mushroom spirit… He had never seen anything similar.
It was actually rather difficult for such edible substances to become spirits. It was common for them to make a big wish in the morning and get cooked in a soup in the afternoon.
“Who are you! From which clan do you come from!? The Feng Clan will never let you go!”
The pale-faced man was making his final struggles.
The strength of the monk in front of him far exceeded his expectations, but he had never heard of anyone like this.
‘Who’s this monk? Why is he targeting our Feng Clan?’
“I’m Xuanzang,” said Tang Luo. “Monk from the Great Thunder Temple.”
“Xuanzang, Great Thunder Temple.”
The pale-faced man tried hard to recall but couldn’t find any relevant forces in his memory.
“Benefactor, do you have any more bronze-armored zombies?” Tang Luo’s words interrupted the pale-faced man’s thoughts. “I intend to continue to practice.”
Sandbags of good quality were hard to come by.
‘At first, I thought I found a new one and used it mindlessly. I didn’t expect that the new sandbag isn’t very useful.’
