Virus King - Chapter 107

Chapter 107: Hell Envoy! Influenza Activated!

TL: YYang

In an instant, he focused his Spiritual Perception on this creature!

[Hell Envoy: ??? Lv. 0 — BOSS]

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Chen Bai’s brows knitted slightly.

In that moment, he noticed something unusual.

In this world, no one could rival Chen Bai’s knowledge of demons—he’d dare claim second to none.

As a Demon Hunter, he had acquired an extensive understanding of demons in his previous life.

So, the instant he saw it, he discerned several subtle differences.

Demons existed in many forms.

Apart from the more obvious ones, most demons shared two prominent traits:

One, a tail. And two, the horns atop their heads.

The tail was less noteworthy, but those horns were worth mentioning.

Generally, demons had horns that curved outward horizontally, like those of a fierce bull—symbolic of aggression and raw strength.

Yet, at this very moment, the head of this so-called “polluted” psychiatric hospital director did not bear such horns.

Instead, his horns curved more sharply, arcing forward over his forehead.

These horns resembled not a demon’s typical horns but bore a resemblance to the Devil’s Horns—the kind only spoken of in legend.

Of course, to most people, demons and devils might seem indistinguishable.

But Chen Bai knew the difference.

The greatest distinction was that demons dwelled in the terrifying Abyss, a place so horrifying that even the gods and the very Cosmic Will could not penetrate it.

On the other hand, devils resided in Hell.

The position of Hell was much lower by comparison, like a twisted divine realm of the gods.

But this did not mean such beings were weaker.

Compared to demons, who embodied bloodthirsty rage, devils were often, in certain circumstances, even more dangerous!

“Kekeke… another fresh sacrifice delivered to my doorstep?”

That raspy voice grated against the ear.

Chen Bai, however, ignored this taunt, instead glancing at the three others, who looked somewhat alarmed, and then said: “Put on your masks!”

Masks?!

The three paused in surprise but ultimately obeyed, adjusting the Zombie Masks they wore.

As face-covering equipment, Zombie Masks weren’t as rigid as helmets, making them highly adaptable.

A faint, cold smile tugged at the corners of Chen Bai’s mouth.

He had originally been planning to fetch the Demon Hunter Profession Scroll—who would have thought he’d encounter a devil before even seeing any demons?

A sacrifice, he called it?

Chen Bai listened to the creature’s words, taking in the peculiar figure before him. A memory surfaced in his mind—something critical about this unique Red Star Psychiatric Hospital from his past life.

Chen Bai exhaled slowly.

His Spirit Strength wasn’t very high, and due to the level difference, he couldn’t discern this creature’s exact attributes. But he wasn’t fearful in the slightest.

This was a perfect opportunity to test his new abilities!

A roar—not quite human—escaped the creature’s mouth.

In the next moment, its violet-red eyes shone with an unearthly power, bearing down on Chen Bai with formidable pressure.

Demons’ power concentrated in the physical body, while devils’ power greatly enhanced their mental prowess.

Instantly, the violet-red gaze swept over the other three. The first to succumb was Han Xiao.

Han Xiao turned abruptly toward Chen Bai, his spirit-driven blade slicing toward him in a flash!

But the state lasted only a few seconds. Han Xiao jolted back, breaking free.

As clarity returned to his violet-red eyes, he looked at Chen Bai’s hand, clamped around his throat, and cold sweat streamed down his face.

“Big Bro! I’m fine! I’m fine!”

With this, the violet-red glow in Meng Meng and Crow’s eyes quickly faded.

Across the way, the psychiatric hospital director halted in surprise.

“This is…”

His eyes glinted with a voracious hunger as he looked at Han Xiao, as though Han Xiao was an indescribably delicious feast.

Chen Bai’s expression remained calm; he wasn’t at all surprised by this reaction. Finally, he remembered certain rumors and records from his past life about Red Star Psychiatric Hospital.

Yet, this was clearly not the time for deep contemplation.

Chen Bai swiftly grabbed Han Xiao and tossed him behind him, his body propelling forward with sudden force!

The mental power of this devil was unimaginably strong.

Despite the enhancements from the Darklight Virus strengthening his own spirit, Chen Bai lacked specific defenses or skills against this type of attack.

He’d have to rely on his combat strengths instead.

In his right hand, a sharp claw burst forth, pitch-black and eerie in the dimly lit hallway of the psychiatric hospital.

A purple-red glint flickered once again in Zhao Changlin’s eyes, sending a wave of drowsiness that almost made Chen Bai, who was charging forward, feel a moment of haze.

Chen Bai bit down hard on his tongue, instantly accelerating.

At the same time, a black and red mycelium layer wrapped over him like armor, sealing him from head to toe.

His claw lashed out, striking directly toward Zhao Changlin’s chest.

Yet Zhao Changlin reacted, sweeping out with an equally thick claw of his own just as Chen Bai struck. In that split-second, a brilliant violet-red gleam flashed in Zhao Changlin’s eyes!

A sudden, explosive pain erupted in Chen Bai’s head!

It felt as if a massive hammer had pounded into his skull, his vision flooding red as blood seeped from the corners of his eyes.

Mental Shock!

This creature’s power far surpassed that of the bio-mutant. It was more dangerous, more terrifying!

Such potent mental energy was a fitting match for the final BOSS of a Nightmare-level dungeon.

Despite the excruciating pain in his head, Chen Bai showed no sign of panic. On the contrary, his lips curled into a faint smile.

In the darkness, his smile was strikingly unsettling.

Zhao Changlin neither noticed nor cared.

His gaze returned to Han Xiao, and he let out a high-pitched, rattling laugh:

“The Descendant of the Great One! And one who has even awakened the Great One’s power! If I offer you to him, he will grant me even greater strength!”

“Hahaha! A heaven-sent opportunity! The God and Devil Trial Grounds truly are the ideal place to prove my loyalty to the Great One—a chance to ascend to godhood!”

His manic laughter rang out, grating on their ears.

Yet even more terrifying was the intense heat suddenly radiating around him.

In that instant, a purple-black flame ignited on Zhao Changlin’s body.

He cast a sharp look toward Chen Bai, who was retreating, and let out a long, thunderous shout:

“Die, you worms!”

Chen Bai made no move to block him. Meng Meng and Crow’s eyes reflected the flickering flames, their expressions filled with terror and a hint of despair.

Certain death!

There was no escape!

The dreadful black flames threatened to consume everything into ash.

Would their first dungeon exploration with Group Chat No. 001 end in such a tragic failure?

Even within a dream, they couldn’t accept it!

But it seemed there was no other outcome.

There was no chance for a reprieve.

All of them, including Han Xiao, reflexively closed their eyes.

And then, in that critical moment—

A loud, unexpected sneeze shattered the Hell Envoy’s laughter.

“Ah-choo!”

The sound was so abrupt, and along with it, the intense heat that had filled the hallway suddenly vanished.

In an instant, the entire fourth-floor corridor of the psychiatric hospital was gripped in a paralyzing awkwardness.