CHAPTER 1794: CHAPTER 1787 "DAIRYA" IS NOT DAIRYA

After about two or three seconds, a thick black fog emanated from the already closed flower bud and then suddenly exploded, sweeping a range of several kilometers!

Tang Ye emerged with the severely damaged body of the Nightmare Zombie King. He scanned the surroundings, then quickly moved his legs, darting west like a beam of light, kicking up high clouds of dust that danced wildly across the sky!

In an instant, Tang Ye rushed out of the desert-like area with the opponent, heading directly forward until crashing into the far-off abandoned old city, where the buildings dominated by evolutionary plants instantly crumbled with their walls and roofs collapsing! Large patches of soil were upheaved, quickly forming a mountain only to tumble down again. Tang Ye, like a bullet that has exited but maintains its speed, broke through obstacles continuously, dragging the opponent forward relentlessly!

Perhaps due to the earlier excitement, the suffocating feeling inside his heart finally found release. Tang Ye unleashed all his power without restraint, racing wildly, allowing the active energy within him to deplete rapidly. His speed increased more and more, disregarding the terrain, charging blindly until he slowed down a tad upon charging into an unfamiliar corner. Looking at the Nightmare Zombie King behind him, the opponent was already in a pitiful state — like a fish chopped into pieces by random blades, unrecognizable in shape, its aura exceedingly diminished.

Compared to the beginning, the opponent now looked clear in Tang Ye’s eyes without the fuzzy visual impression, much like struggling to see someone clearly in a nightmare. Yet in its current state, whether clear or unclear made no difference!

Under prolonged friction, the twisted surface of the Nightmare Zombie King’s body was rife with gaps, exuding a large amount of unknown sticky substance, a mix of solid and liquid, scattering along the way, which vaporized rapidly upon exposure to air.

Hah!

Tang Ye uttered a low cry at this point, grasped a piece of rotten skin on the opponent, and swung it, sending it flying. Then, he stood tall, his scarlet eyes fixed fiercely on the opponent descending towards the ground. Taking a deep breath, he bent down again, plunging his arms violently into the ground!

With this move, the ground cracked open, and as his arms touched the soil, they rapidly elongated, forming dense tentacles which chased towards the opponent through the ground!

Crack!

Crack!

The earth divided, and in the next moment, numerous tentacles stretched out from the distant ground! They twisted together, clustering tightly at their sharp ends, quickly wrapping around the descending Nightmare Zombie King firmly!

Ha-ha!

Tang Ye let out another low growl, and his arms plunged into the ground crossed instantly! The tentacle cluster that succeeded in enclosing the Nightmare Zombie King bent down collectively, arching like giant pythons to slam into the ground. Simultaneously, numerous tentacles burst from the ground at the imminent impact site, entangled tightly along with the previous ones, fiercely colliding and merging!

Hooo!

After doing all this, Tang Ye withdrew all tentacles; this strike hit the Nightmare Zombie King solidly, difficult to avoid disaster despite its robust vitality—this move was one of his execution techniques!

As his arms returned to their normal shape, Tang Ye’s perception locked onto the Nightmare Zombie King’s position. He bent his knees and leaped, arriving within moments at the levelled ruins area nearby, spotting the opponent from afar, surprisingly still capable of movement.

"Not dead yet, huh?"

With a flick of the hand, a blood-red blade of flesh appeared in his hand. Tang Ye stepped forward slowly, ready to finish off the still-alive opponent—given their vastly different states, without intervention from a similar Zombie King or an unexpected miracle, the opponent’s death seemed inevitable!

Shortly, Tang Ye approached it; its body was slowly restoring from a twisted state, soon morphing into a slender humanoid creature. Tang Ye frowned but soon relaxed again, realizing even though it was alive, it wasn’t far from death.

Tang Ye sensed that its active energy had been entirely exhausted, yet it hadn’t completely perished; the body was forcibly repairing under a burdened state. When zombies reach this state, their coordination during activities severely deteriorates, perhaps even becoming immobile, and upon hitting the ultimate limit, they mimic humans starving, consuming glucose for balance first, then fat, finally decomposing muscles.

The sole difference with humans lies in zombies’ capacity to voluntarily put their bodily functions into a dormant state, allowing maximum sparing of active energy.

But once a zombie has nothing left to consume in its body, it turns into a corpse utterly; theoretically, evolutionary zombies should regress after starving beyond limits—yet Tang Ye hasn’t witnessed such or conducted related experiments because some evolutionary zombies didn’t regress even after extreme hunger, instead acquiring an additional passive ability to endure starvation.

The target here was clearly at its limit, having staked all its active energy dragging him into an illusion, a gamble it unfortunately lost.

Within a hundred kilometers around here, Tang Ye hadn’t sensed any zombie, and should this situation persist, he could sit waiting for the opponent to die naturally, with no ability to stir trouble regardless of actions; plus, it allowed exploring evolutionary zombies’ potential regression cases.

Yet after a thought, Tang Ye deemed such boredom unnecessary, and for the opponent’s comfort, he slowly raised the blade aiming it at its head; however, just before striking, he hesitated, retracting the blade, and called out a name towards the Nightmare Zombie King lying on the ground.

"Dairya?"

The opponent didn’t respond, continuing gradual recovery, with its slender insect-like jointed hand occasionally twitching. Squinting, Tang Ye quickly extended a foot, flipping it over, meeting its gaze the subsequent instant!

Its eyes brimmed with unresolved hatred now at an irreducible extent, a look craving to slash Tang Ye into myriad pieces, peel his skin, and extract tendons!

Tang Ye frowned again; that gaze troubled him—possibly because the so-called Nightmare Zombie King was associated with Dairya, as that child was fine, with mutually pleasing perceptions, yet now, this stare...

Ah?

After a flick of his hair, unsure what popped into Tang Ye’s mind, the frown eased, and he asked the opponent, "You don’t seem to be Dairya?"