Virus King - Chapter 185

Chapter 185: Mental Infection! Depressed Baphomet! The Way to Break Through!

TL: YYang

Resurrection?!

Staring into the darkness before him.

Chen Bai couldn’t help but fall into doubt once more.

Indeed, he had died and come back again.

This was the sixth time.

Facing Baphomet, he had already died six times.

This Beastlord hadn’t displayed any other abilities or skills, yet still, it plunged Chen Bai into true despair!

He couldn’t help but doubt again—could he really find even the slightest possibility of defeating this monster within what seemed like an endless cycle of reincarnation?!

No!

Because Chen Bai saw no hope!

The Abyssal Lords he had encountered before had powers that were peculiar in nature, yet~ they would still die when injured!

At most, they had regeneration abilities, like the very first Bio-Mutant, capable of recovering extremely quickly.

But this Beastlord was an exception!

Chen Bai had tried countless methods!

Severing the head, crushing the heart, even dismembering the body.

He had shredded the corpse into the tiniest of fragments.

Yet, this being, even though it was merely a level 10 True God, was like an indestructible cockroach, resurrecting in place again and again. And every time it stood up, its strength, speed, and endurance would all grow more powerful—sometimes even doubling in intensity!

Chen Bai’s record? He managed to kill it three times!

But that was the absolute limit of what he could achieve.

During Baphomet’s first life, its power could be defeated without much effort.

After its first resurrection, though its attributes skyrocketed, Chen Bai could still use the “delay strategy” of the Influenza Virus to overcome it.

During the second resurrection, he continued relying on the Influenza Virus, but at that point, he could no longer engage it directly. The attribute boost had made the enemy strong enough to completely crush him. He could only rely on the virus to gradually weaken its strength.

But by the third resurrection? Completely useless.

Chen Bai estimated that after the third resurrection, Baphomet’s Strength, Constitution, and Agility stats had each most likely exceeded 800 points. Its speed and power were absolutely at least double his own.

Even with the Influenza Virus, the vast difference in Constitution made it nearly impossible to weaken it effectively. And who the hell knew how many times it could resurrect?!

At the same time, even if he turned and ran to stall for time, the opponent would catch up and kill him with a single punch!

Stay calm. Stay calm!

Chen Bai forced himself into a calm state and began thinking things through!

If pure combat couldn’t bring it down, then he might as well switch to another method.

Suddenly, a flash of insight lit up Chen Bai’s mind. In the darkness, he turned his gaze once more toward his talents!

The remaining evolution points he had left seemed like they could come in handy!?

Chen Bai thought for a moment and set his sights on one particular option!

[Mental Infection: Enables large-scale or targeted individual infection through mental energy. Infection incubation period is extremely short, and the power varies based on the user’s and target’s mental strength. Specific abilities include anxiety, schizophrenia, mental collapse, etc.]

Unlocking Mental Infection required a sufficient Mental Power stat and consumed 10 evolution points.

After evolving the T-Virus earlier, he still had 22 points remaining.

Without hesitation, Chen Bai spent 10 evolution points, which flowed away like water. The moment Mental Infection was unlocked, it also granted an additional special ability:

[Depression: The infected enters a state of depression, their mental state affected. The effectiveness of all meditation-based or spell-based abilities is greatly reduced. Additionally, the infected may develop tendencies for self-harm or even suicide! The effect is influenced by the difference in Mental Power between the user and the target.]

Although Chen Bai couldn’t imagine what Baphomet would look like in a state of depression, he really had no other options at this point. He could only treat a dead horse like it was still alive and give it a try!

After a long, grueling battle, and a series of prompts, Chen Bai finally returned to this place once more!

“I almost thought I misheard when I received the Abyssal Will’s feedback. Someone actually passed the Abyssal Trial…”

Before him, Baphomet began his familiar, incessant rambling again.

This time, however, Chen Bai moved his thoughts with intention.

His mental energy, like a faint and invisible sprout, silently infiltrated Baphomet’s mind. Without a sound, it bypassed the physical defenses and reached the very essence of his soul!

Even though the entity was a god, it was by no means invincible!

This power that allowed Baphomet to resurrect infinitely—moreover, doubling his strength and abilities after every resurrection—was already absurdly broken.

If his mental strength also matched the ridiculousness of his physical attributes, that would truly defy all logic!

But luckily, that wasn’t the case. Among Chen Bai’s own stats, his Mental Power was now the strongest attribute.

At that moment, Baphomet’s speech faltered, and he froze for a brief second. Suddenly, he began to feel as though everything around him was… utterly meaningless.

Stopping a human from passing through the Abyss?

What the hell did that have to do with him?! Whether they passed or not—how was that his problem?!

Wait, no… it was still somewhat relevant. After all, none of the Abyssal Lords would ever want to see an “emperor” ruling over their heads.

At this thought, Baphomet helplessly turned his gaze toward Chen Bai. He might as well hurry up and deal with this human already.

It worked! Seeing Baphomet abruptly fall silent, Chen Bai couldn’t help but laugh bitterly to himself. However, before he could think any further, the Beastlord threw a devastating punch at him!

The effect wasn’t good enough after all. Chen Bai, flung backward in mid-air, winced and clicked his tongue.

Simultaneously, the Influenza Virus began to take effect.

Once the virus forced Baphomet into an asthmatic state, his overall attributes would decrease by one point per second—Mental Power included. This naturally amplified the depressive effects to their fullest.

…

Chen Bai dared not kill Baphomet, as his full-health resurrection was simply too absurd to deal with.

He immediately turned tail and ran, not bothering to engage the Beastlord any further!

Finally, after delaying for a full ten minutes, the combined effects of Depression and the Influenza Virus forced Baphomet to slump to the ground with a heavy thud.

“What’s this? You’re not fighting anymore?” Chen Bai’s eyes lit up.

“No, I’m not. What’s the point? Fighting is the most boring thing in existence…”

Chen Bai’s eyelids twitched violently. Looking at Baphomet sitting on the ground in the arena, he could hardly believe this was the same frenzied creature who had just moments ago considered battle to be the ultimate purpose of existence.

“Then just kill yourself! After all, you’re probably no match for me anyway, right?”

Chen Bai said this with some hesitation, feeling a little unsure of himself.

“I might not want to fight you, but I also can’t commit suicide. The Abyssal Will has stripped us of professional skill boosts, but we still hold fragments of divine authority. Within this arena, I can resurrect infinitely. Even if I die by my own hand, I’ll just be revived again.”

Hmm?! An unexpected gain?!

“So, if I wanted to truly defeat you, all I’d need to do is drag you out of this arena?!”

Chen Bai’s eyes suddenly brightened. This depression effect was proving quite useful!

From this perspective, even a True God didn’t seem that impressive!

Baphomet, still seated on the ground, lifted his bull-like head, thought for a moment, and nodded:

“That’s true. However, the entirety of the Abyss’s 279th layer is my arena.”

Chen Bai pressed his lips tightly together, forcing himself to suppress the exclamation that nearly escaped him:

“F*ck your damn ancestors! Damn it!”