Chapter 183: Slime’s Recipe
As a jungler, the Ninjutsu Assassin was the fastest to strike. The moment he leaped into the air, six sharp shuriken were ejected from between the fingers of both hands. Then, the artificial muscle fibers in his arms, stimulated by microcurrents, hurled the shuriken at a speed surpassing that of humans, comparable to bullets.
Moreover, compared to bullets with their direct trajectory, the shape of the shuriken allowed for more variations in its flight path. Chima, encountering this type of hidden weapon for the first time, was caught off guard and struck by two. A large number of muscle fibers were severed, causing her body to momentarily pause.
Chima could block the pain of her flesh, but severed muscle fibers were severed. Even if they could quickly heal, the temporary loss of function was unavoidable.
Zaku definitely couldn’t seize this opportunity, but for the Ninjutsu Assassin, it was enough.
It was unknown how many shuriken the Ninjutsu Assassin had hidden in his arms. He continuously threw them, drawing strange arcs as they repeatedly hit Chima. When the distance between the two closed, he drew his ninjato and began close combat.
With the establishment of Root and the acquisition of vast amounts of data, the ninja mode within the Ninjutsu Assassin’s intelligent core had long been updated. There was no need for Owen’s command. His swordsmanship was extremely sharp, leaving Chima, the assassin, completely unable to fight back. If her bones weren’t exceptionally tough, she would have been chopped into dozens of pieces already.
This wasn’t surprising. Although Chima was a veteran assassin of the Flesh and Blood Church, her style wasn’t that of a berserker who eliminated witnesses, nor was she a cunning assassin who secretly infiltrated to poison and kill. She was best at using flesh and blood magic to disguise herself as someone close to the target, then choosing a pleasant day to deliver a shocking twist and send the target off, always aiming for a death with eyes wide open.
It wasn’t hard to understand why Chima, who favored this style, wasn’t skilled in combat. After all, there weren’t many assassins who charged in, wildly swinging dual blades to clear the field.
Chima, passively taking the beating, was driven to desperation by the Ninjutsu Assassin’s relentless attacks. Gritting her teeth, after her mutated legs still failed to break free, the flesh and blood in other parts of her body began to mutate simultaneously. This made her flesh and blood more taut and resilient, even causing the sharp ninjato to feel like it was chopping on layers of cowhide, no longer able to inflict the terrifying cutting damage as before.
This mutation obviously came with a price, but Chima couldn’t care less. At this point, she felt like she had fallen into a meat grinder, desperately wanting to break free. Therefore, she instinctively continued to push her body’s mutation.
Chima, who usually relied solely on flesh and blood magic to disguise herself for assassinations, didn’t notice the gradual abnormality of her body in her agitated state, and the mutation showed no signs of stopping. This caused her form to become increasingly bizarre.
The Bloody Witch, who previously exuded a strange charm, now had thick, reverse-jointed thighs like a grasshopper, and her increasingly tough muscles were intertwined with sinews. Her hands became slender, but the protruding bones and claws formed from mutated nails looked utterly devoid of beauty.
The changes to her head were even greater. Her ears became long and thin, her nose disappeared, the corners of her eyes slanted upwards to her brows, and her mouth, split open to her ears, was filled with shark-like teeth. She was a complete monster.
“Truly disgusting. It’s better to disappear.” Owen’s words had barely left his mouth when dozens of crows had already flown to surround Chima.
“What!” Just as Chima was about to gather her strength to break through the Ninjutsu Assassin’s entanglement and rush towards Owen, she suddenly noticed unusual shadows on the ground. Looking up, she saw a flock of strange crows. She quickly realized that these crows weren’t living creatures, but those annoying puppets.
Chima’s heart sank. But before she could react, the flock of crows swooped down like they had found carrion.
“Get away!” Despite her vast experience, Chima had never encountered anything like this. It caused her emotions to spiral somewhat out of control. At the same time, she felt the shadow of death gradually enveloping her, sending chills down her spine. She frantically waved her claws to attack the puppet crows, even ignoring the Ninjutsu Assassin.
This wasn’t surprising. If she wasn’t afraid of death, why would she have sacrificed her entire family and the people of her territory to the Flesh and Blood Lord, obtaining immortality?
The Top Hat Puppet controlling the crows let out a cackling laugh. It activated some mechanism, causing all the crows to spread their wings and simultaneously shoot out foot-long flames from their rear ends. Their flight speed instantly increased to the point where only afterimages could be seen.
Logically, with the crows’ body structure, it would be difficult to maintain accuracy at such high speeds. However, only now did Chima realize that her body was entangled with numerous thin puppet strings. These strings originated from the crows. Therefore, although the crows’ speed had increased, they didn’t fly chaotically. Instead, guided by the strings, they drew closer and closer to her, close enough that the firelight illuminated her face contorted in despair.
The crows weren’t loaded with Black Glue Crystals, but with Black Glue Concentrate. The burning temperature of this liquid was extremely high, capable of melting even steel, let alone flesh and blood. Therefore, Chima’s body was stripped of its flesh and blood in just a few seconds. Finally, even her skeleton turned to ash.
However, Owen didn’t relax because Chima hadn’t screamed in the end. This wasn’t normal, and his intuition was faintly warning him.
“Slime Queen, use summon.” Summoning the Slime Queen, whose size was like a small hill, Owen nodded in satisfaction at her plump and dignified appearance, which exuded a queenly aura. Then he commanded,
Besides splitting herself into smaller slimes, the Slime Queen could also directly summon other slimes when they were nearby. It just so happened that the slime population in the dungeon was almost overflowing. Therefore, upon receiving Owen’s order, a torrent of slimes was summoned, covering a vast area like floodgates opening.
“Go, devour to your heart’s content,” Owen said with a sneer.
Owen guessed that the enemy wasn’t dead and was hiding nearby. But how to find her was a problem.
Having soldiers search would be like throwing meat buns at a dog. Owen suspected that the enemy might possess abilities similar to a parasite, so he thought of the slimes.
Slimes weren’t flesh and blood creatures. They were composed of gel and acid, so even parasites wouldn’t be able to do anything to them.
To a certain extent, slimes were the enemy’s natural predator. There was no flesh and blood for them to plunder, and their own devouring and acidic properties would have devastating effects on flesh and blood.
In fact, Owen’s guess was correct. Modern entertainment provided a plethora of imaginative ideas. The seemingly secret methods of this world were nothing but clichés in the eyes of a transmigrator. So Chima wasn’t truly dead. The most essential part of her flesh and blood had transformed into a sausage-like creature, lurking underground, waiting for the enemy to leave and then seizing the opportunity to take over someone’s body.
But the overwhelming flood of slimes turned all her efforts to naught.
Slimes weren’t omnivorous. Although they could melt earth, stone, and metal, those weren’t things they ate.
The main food source for slimes was organic matter, such as plants, animals, insects, and even humus-rich soil. They weren’t interested in glass or crystals. The problem was, by this definition, Chima was also on the slime’s menu.
