Virus King - Chapter 120

Chapter 120: Chen Bai Descends! The Snipe and Clam Struggle, the Fisherman Gains!

TL: YYang

A towering figure, nearly two meters tall.

Its muscular physique was like that of a wild beast, fierce and intimidating, with layers of scales covering its robust body.

The devilish horns on its head glimmered with a faint dark red light, a symbol of its demonic nature, drawing everyone’s attention.

Any human who laid eyes on such a creature would instinctively feel a surge of terror rising in their heart.

This was a legendary species.

However, those with even a bit of knowledge would immediately recognize that the tail wasn’t fully grown, there were no wings, and only the horns on its head were present—and even they seemed immature.

This was merely a lower-level demon species from the Abyss, known as an Imp.

It wasn’t even fully grown, with strength that was relatively weak.

Even so, it was still a demon!

A race with inherited memories, formidable physiques, and innate combat instincts—an utterly terrifying species!

This was a lifeform that was born to stand at the pinnacle of the food chain.

Everyone who saw this figure couldn’t help but gasp.

The man responsible for reconnaissance on the side immediately reported back, though this time, there was a trace of panic in his voice:

“Boss, I can’t discern its specific attributes, only its level!”

“Speak!”

“Imp, level 11 Demon BOSS Unit! Demon Warrior: Orlando!”

“Damn it!”

Even though he had prepared for the worst, Chen Yiqiang still cursed when he laid eyes on the creature slowly manifesting in the light.

“What are you waiting for?! Kill! Clear out the smaller monsters first!”

…

Watching the bloody battle unfold below, Chen Bai appeared utterly at ease.

Chen Yiqiang’s greed was costing him dearly.

The forces he brought here could be considered his elite troops.

Though not quite as strong as the Evolver Guard from the East Mountain Settlement, they were formidable enough for the early stages of the apocalypse. Such a group was more than sufficient to establish a foothold in the apocalyptic world, even serving as the foundation for becoming a major power.

Yet, in the previous life, the result of this battle was devastating for Chen Yiqiang. Most of his men perished, leaving only a handful of survivors alongside himself. In the end, Chen Bai took advantage of the chaos, emerging as the ultimate victor.

Of course, Chen Bai paid a price for his actions afterward.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have ended up fleeing Jiangcheng in such a sorry state.

But now, things were different!

…

Pfft!

The sound of a spear piercing through flesh was grating, sharp enough to make one’s teeth ache.

[You have killed a level 7 Demon Attendant. You have gained 1,000 experience points!]

Despite the notification from the Cosmic Will, Chen Yiqiang’s expression remained unreadable.

Nearby, a black-clad Demon Attendant leaped forward, its claw-like hands piercing through an Evolver’s chest and ripping out the heart, which it devoured with a look of satisfaction.

“Kill!”

Gripping his mutated spear tightly, Chen Yiqiang suddenly felt a chill in his heart and instinctively darted to the side.

He was fortunate to have done so. Otherwise, he too might have ended up with his heart gouged out.

The demon surveyed its surroundings, letting out strange, incomprehensible sounds.

The guttural, gibberish-like language only deepened the cold fear in Chen Yiqiang’s heart.

At that moment, Chen Yiqiang truly regretted his actions. He regretted summoning this creature. Since the appearance of this demon, the originally D-Rank mission had escalated straight to S-Rank difficulty!

An S-Rank mission meant unimaginable risk—and reward.

But what use was the reward if he died here?

Of course, this wasn’t the time for idle thoughts.

The only option now was to fight with everything he had!

The spear struck out!

The demon, however, seemed utterly indifferent, instinctively raising its claws to block.

A glimmer of excitement appeared in Chen Yiqiang’s eyes.

As expected, demons were powerful but arrogant!

The sharp tip of the mutated spear pierced straight through the demon’s arm.

“Roar!”

A painful howl erupted, sending the demon into a fury.

Chen Yiqiang was instantly sent flying by a savage kick.

Meanwhile, several Evolvers rushed in to surround the creature. Occasionally, someone’s body was pierced through entirely, falling lifelessly to the ground. But wounds also began to accumulate on the demon’s body, with bloody gashes appearing one after another.

Standing on the cliff above, Chen Bai watched the scene, fully prepared to make his move.

He had to admit, Chen Yiqiang was truly skilled.

Even under such dire circumstances, his men fought with unwavering determination. Despite the fear of death, their will to fight remained unbroken.

If they continued to grow at this rate, they might indeed become a force to be reckoned with. Unfortunately, they had chosen the wrong leader.

…

Chen Yiqiang’s eyes were bloodshot.

The siege on the demon had lasted a full half-hour.

Around him, the ground was littered with the bodies of villagers and his own brothers.

But as long as they could slay the demon—

As long as they could complete the now S-Ranked mission—

All these sacrifices would be worth it!

Chen Yiqiang shook his already broken arm. His right hand still gripped his spear tightly.

He could see it clearly—painfully clearly.

The demon before him was undoubtedly at the end of its rope!

Once they killed it, all the sacrifices would be justified!

With this thought, Chen Yiqiang roared again: “Brothers, victory is within reach! If we take this thing down, all our sacrifices will be worth it! Kill it!”

He didn’t know how many times he had shouted this slogan, but this time, it was his final burst of strength and spirit.

The remaining fighters, fewer than ten Evolvers, covered in blood and wounds, gripped their weapons once more. Though barely standing, they charged at the tall, sinewy figure with everything they had.

But at that moment—

Out of the corner of Chen Yiqiang’s eye, he noticed a shadow falling.

It seemed to leap down from the not-so-high slope above.

“What… is that?”

Chen Yiqiang thought he must have been hallucinating.

But when he instinctively turned to look, he froze—just like everyone else.

Descending from the sky was a person.

A man clad in a dark green robe.

He wore a mask, and his eyes were as calm as a deep pool. Yet, there was an ever-present hint of disdain and mockery in his gaze.

At the same time, a cold voice echoed in everyone’s ears:

“What a bunch of useless trash! A mere Imp, a low-level creature without even a few combat skills or demon bloodline abilities, and you’ve suffered this many casualties!”

The icy tone sent a chill down Chen Yiqiang’s spine, as if he had fallen into an icy abyss.