Virus King - Chapter 121

Chapter 121: The Scroll in Hand! The Death of Chen Yiqiang!

TL: YYang

Chen Bai’s mocking smile lingered as he looked at the figure before him.

Chen Yiqiang, someone of the same family name.

Unfortunately, Chen Bai had no intention of showing mercy.

This guy was undoubtedly no good person.

Whether in the past or present, before or after the apocalypse, he had always been vile.

Before the apocalypse broke out, Chen Yiqiang had relied on connections and resources to act unscrupulously. After the apocalypse, becoming a local tyrant only amplified his wickedness, leaving no crime undone.

Chen Bai felt no guilt about taking advantage of him.

Meanwhile, the demon named Orlando slightly turned its head to look at Chen Bai:

“Human, what are you trying to do?”

It wasn’t speaking in the Dragon Nation’s language.

Demons, devils, angels, elves, and goblins—these legendary creatures each had their own tongues.

Though demons were extremely violent and bloodthirsty, and most of them lacked high intelligence, they were still sentient beings.

Naturally, they spoke the Abyssal Demonic language.

To Chen Bai, this garbled speech was comprehensible and easy to respond to!

“Kill you! Then enter the Abyss!”

Chen Bai’s response, in equally garbled Abyssal Demonic speech, stunned the demon momentarily.

It clearly hadn’t expected a human to not only understand its words but also speak its language fluently!

“Damn it! Then die!”

The warrior’s instinct drove the demon’s blood to surge, leaving no time for further thought.

Such was the temperament of most demons!

At this moment, despite its severe weakness, any intelligent being would have turned tail and fled.

But only a demon would choose to strike instead!

Chen Bai merely smiled.

A demon warrior?

In the Abyss, this was one of the lowest-tier professions. Any evolved creature that reached level 10 or above underwent a profession transfer.

Even deities were no exception.

As for such a low-tier demon profession, Chen Bai naturally didn’t take it seriously.

Chen Yiqiang stared fixedly at the man in front of him.

At that moment, no words could capture his emotions.

Hatred, resentment, fury, and, finally, terror!

Thanks to the effect of his eyes, he could clearly perceive the identity of the person before him.

The dark green robe could have been overlooked. In this post-apocalyptic world, strange outfits weren’t entirely uncommon.

What truly terrified him were the eyes behind the zombie mask.

Those eyes were so familiar!

He had seen them countless times in strategy videos!

Bai!

It was that Bai!

Chen Yiqiang’s body trembled.

He couldn’t accept this!

He could clearly sense that the demon he had summoned was on the verge of being defeated—so close, just a little more!

But now, that “little more” had become an insurmountable gap!

Having seen Bai’s prowess through countless video clips, Chen Yiqiang fully understood just how terrifying this man was.

And indeed, the reality was just as he feared!

Facing the charging demon, the same one that had nearly slaughtered them all, Chen Bai, who no longer seemed entirely human, simply kicked forward.

The tall demon’s body shot back like a cannonball, slamming into the mountainside.

Its fate was unknown, alive or dead.

In Chen Yiqiang’s mind, however, the clarity of the cosmic will’s notification rang unmistakably:

[Demon Warrior Orlando defeated.]

[You have received mission rewards: one portion of Ordinary Demon Bloodline (A-Rank), experience points…]

Chen Yiqiang didn’t care about the rest of the notification anymore.

What he had once dreamed of possessing now seemed utterly insignificant in the face of life and death.

His eyes burned with fury as he watched Chen Bai casually stroll forward, bending down to pick up the items near the now-dead demon Orlando—items that should have been his.

When Chen Bai stored the two items into his backpack and turned to face them all, Chen Yiqiang’s expression transformed into one of shock, disbelief, and relief.

This was a born actor.

Equally, he had the potential to become a powerful figure—there was no doubt about that.

At this moment, Chen Yiqiang fully displayed the demeanor he should have: a survivor’s bewilderment and gratitude, coupled with the awe one felt in the presence of such an overwhelming powerhouse.

Seeing Chen Bai, he quickly spoke up: “Brother, thank you so much! Without you, we’d all be dead here. Thank you for saving our lives!”

In the previous life, it hadn’t been like this at all.

This scoundrel had changed his tune so fast after seeing Chen Bai’s strength that it even exceeded Chen Bai’s expectations.

But Chen Bai, coming from the future, knew this man’s true nature far too well.

He would never consider taming such a wolf, one that might turn on its master at any moment.

Chen Bai smiled faintly.

“But I stole your kill, didn’t I? And grabbed quite a few good things too!”

He pulled out a black scroll glowing faintly with a dark luster. Smiling, he waved it in front of Chen Yiqiang.

“Do you know what this is? It’s the transfer scroll for the S-Rank profession ‘Demon Hunter.’”

Chen Yiqiang’s expression finally changed.

Despite his best efforts to suppress it, a flicker of greed and resentment still slipped through his facade.

“What does it matter?! You saved our lives. Those items naturally belong to you!”

Chen Bai’s smile deepened.

“Is that so?! But I see you’re not convinced. You think these items should be yours, don’t you?!”

“No… absolutely not!”

“Really?!”

Chen Bai looked at the man who was nearly grinding his teeth to powder. This same man had been one of his greatest enemies in the previous life, yet now dared not even show the slightest dissatisfaction.

Removing his mask, Chen Bai smiled brightly.

“I don’t believe you. And I’ve always lived by one principle: leave no root behind!”

In an instant, Chen Yiqiang seemed to realize something. He frantically attempted to drink the mission reward he had just received and began retreating rapidly.

Unfortunately for him, not only had he failed to fully integrate the demon bloodline, but even if he had succeeded, Chen Bai wouldn’t have cared.

Chen Bai’s speed was unmatched. The enhancements of the Darklight Virus had made his foundation entirely different from ordinary beings—and vastly superior even to other virus hosts.

Chen Bai’s awakening of the Darklight Virus prioritized enhancing himself significantly rather than merely exploiting secondary virus abilities.

After all, he wasn’t just a host for a single virus. He was the Virus Sovereign, in complete control.

And that made all the difference.

Chen Yiqiang’s movements froze completely.

In the next moment, Chen Bai’s hand clamped around his neck.

Black and red mycelium tendrils rapidly engulfed him, wrapping him entirely.

Amidst writhing movements, and under the horrified gazes of the remaining survivors, the once-notorious local tyrant from the previous life met his end at Chen Bai’s hands.