Chapter 996: Netherworld Undead

Netherworld Wraiths

The embodiment of calamity, the source of plague, Hell Horse.

It had only three legs, symbolizing disease, famine, and death.

Its pitch-black body emitted a filthy, fishy stench, but its head was a ghastly white skull.

Helshest summoned it, and it let out a piercing whinny before charging toward the Mirage Dragon in the sky, enveloped in endless toxic liquid.

The Mirage Dragon roared thunderously, opening its mouth to spew dragon flames.

However, the toxic liquid carried by Hell Horse was like a colossal tidal wave.

In this environment where toxins were nearly limitless, Helshest's combat power skyrocketed accordingly.

Not only was he not at a disadvantage against the Dragon King, but he even seemed to hold a subtle advantage in controlling the overall situation.

The dragon and the horse began a fierce battle.

The Mirage Dragon's flames spewed forth, easily tearing off half of Hell Horse's body.

But the splattered foul toxic liquid also corroded the Mirage Dragon's steel-like outer shell.

The Dragon King's eyes grew increasingly cautious.

Faced with such terrifying toxins, even with his steel body, he absolutely did not want to touch them even once.

So he chose to adopt long-range attacks to seize the initiative!

With a dragon roar from him, spherical lightning rained down from the sky, crashing toward Helshest.

But Helshest remained unhurried, pressing a button on his arm with his hand.

"Click!"

Two rows of small shoulder cannons popped out from his shoulders, aiming at the spherical lightning in the sky and beginning rapid-fire bombardment!

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The micro-shells made of special materials also had unique effects against abnormal energy.

Although those spherical lightning bolts were fast, the combat suits were equipped with intelligent combat systems that could lock onto targets for attack.

In a sense, this was a lower-tier version of Precision Shooting.

Helshest pressed his hands downward, and the toxic pool formed by rainwater at his feet began to surge violently!

A massive toxic dragon soared into the sky, attacking the Dragon King's main body!

The Dragon King's face turned green.

Helshest's approach was clearly deliberately trying to disgust him!

He opened his large mouth and spewed a surge of dragon flames, rapidly vaporizing that toxic dragon.

But at that moment, an anomaly occurred among the other pirates.

The Plague Soldiers were frozen by Bailian's frost.

Originally, Bailian thought the problem was temporarily under control.

But he never expected that those Plague Soldiers would actually self-destruct directly!

As their bodies exploded, they turned into sky-full sticky, foul-smelling toxic liquid and dark green poisonous mist.

There were no wind-attribute superhumans among them, and the only one who could suppress the poisonous mist, the Dragon King, wasn't nearby.

So soon, more people fell victim.

If even a little touched their bodies, their shoddy combat suits would be corroded.

And the inferior gas masks couldn't last long in Helshest's poisonous mist either.

Once the purification substances began to fail, death awaited them.

The gap between irregular forces and regular army was completely not on the same level in terms of weapons and equipment.

Yet Helshest wore an expression of indifference, showing no joy or pride at this.

unless the opponent was particularly strong, whether there were a hundred or one made little difference to him.

Especially when bullying weaker opponents, he simply had no match here!

Billy the Kid needed to reload Goldenrod after killing.

But his ammunition here was endless!

Although the Dragon King saw his subordinates' miserable state, he couldn't return to support them at this moment.

Facing an opponent of Helshest's caliber, any distraction could cost him his life.

But how could he win?

The Dragon King also faced a massive dilemma.

His greatest strength was close-quarters combat ability, and in the ocean, with his Dragon King body, he was exceptionally powerful.

But this guy in front of him made him not want to get close at all.

However, just as the Dragon King hesitated, he suddenly felt his vision sway.

A feeling of drowsiness and fatigue instantly enveloped him.

The Dragon King's eyes snapped open, "This is..."

He stared intently at Helshest, his body instantly retreating hundreds of meters.

Then he growled, "When did you poison me?"

The abnormality in his body made him immediately realize he had been poisoned!

But Helshest didn't answer his question.

The answer wasn't actually difficult.

The Dragon King's methods could only block tangible toxins, but couldn't withstand intangible ones.

Hell Horse was a Poison Beast he created using his own gastric juices.

As a carrier of plague, every cell in Helshest's body contained lethal toxins.

The reason he wrapped himself up so thoroughly and wore a gas mask wasn't to protect himself.

But to protect others.

Otherwise, anyone who came into contact with him would be poisoned and die painfully in the shortest time possible.

And when the Dragon King's Mirage Dragon tore Hell Horse apart, its deadly toxins spread into the air.

Entering the Dragon King's body through breathing.

Helshest removed his gas mask, revealing his face, twisted like a ghost from toxin erosion.

It was a face difficult to describe with words.

The entire face was deathly pale, like a corpse soaked in water for half a month.

Without a single strand of hair, the flesh around his lips, nose, and eyes had been completely corroded away.

The flesh on his face twisted, his facial features randomly placed on his face like building blocks hastily assembled by a three-year-old.

"Hunt and kill, wraiths of the netherworld hell!"

After saying this, he spat out a large pool of disgusting mucus.

Dense needles extended from his combat suit, piercing his skin, then flowing with brown blood.

Those liquids flowed into the toxic pool at his feet, quickly dyeing the pool a deep blackish-brown in moments.

Toxic liquid monsters, like nightmares, crawled out from the toxic pool, roaring as they charged toward the Dragon King and his subordinates!

The Dragon King was already terrified by the scene before him.

Even though he had experienced countless bloody storms, when had he ever seen hellish demon-like creatures like these?

The extremely uncomfortable feeling inside his body continued to spread.

He forcibly used his powerful physique and superhuman abilities to suppress it, but black toxic blood still couldn't help but trickle from the corner of his mouth.

"I can't continue fighting! This battle is completely unequal!"

Realizing this, the Dragon King decisively made a tail swipe in the air, rushing toward Bailian and the others.

The other pirates weren't faring well either at this moment.

Although they weren't facing Helshest himself, only the Plague Soldiers he created.

But the toxin erosion had already corroded many of them into skeletons.

Bailian used his frost power to condense magnificent frost armor on himself, desperately resisting the toxin erosion.

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