Deep in the Living

Huff~ Huff...

Maximus stood at the bottom of the dilapidated pit, panting continuously.

His suit was completely torn apart in the battle,

Blood trickled down his forehead, staining his face and body, flowing over those marks of doom etched on his skin.

These marks allowed him to stand stably amidst the torrents, enabling him to control the flow to some extent.

However,

The energy consumption was massive, and it was his first time attempting to actively control misfortune.

Even in his prime, even in his youngest state, Maximus still felt fatigued.

His gaze was fixed straight ahead, on the opponent who had suffered hundreds of waves of misfortune and was finally starting to disintegrate.

But,

The dampness in the entire environment hadn't disappeared,

The anomalies being blocked by the holes on the combat uniform remained, and even became more active.

Suddenly, something fell from above, its outline resembling a person.

Out of caution,

Maximus quickly retreated to avoid it.

Thud!

The figure fell straight down, crashing heavily onto the ground, seemingly breaking its body as blood continued to flow out.

The corpse of an infected monster, with a hole structure at the back of its neck.

These holes were breathing and wriggling rapidly, as if something was about to crawl out.

Maximus sensed danger and swiftly swung his palm.

The palm did not kill directly.

It utilized the wind pressure generated by the palm to affect the airflow in the entire pit, dislodging a giant stone a hundred meters high, which fell with a crash.

It turned the dying monster into a small meteor, completely obliterating it.

In the next moment,

More similar monster bodies fell down,

As Maximus was about to deal with them all, a tiny hand stretched out from the hole of one corpse, accompanied by an unsettling flapping sound of webbed feet.

The meteor landed, dust surged.

The speed was too slow, a certain entity had already formed, and the newborn slime kept dripping.

As the dust settled,

The unknown Outer God that should have been killed stood intact, even appearing healthier than before.

Its face, like a cavernous mouth, emitted deep sounds:

"For such a lowly world to give birth to an existence like you, to be able to break through temporarily and pose a substantial threat to me.

I do not acknowledge the natives here, but I acknowledge you as an individual.

What is your name?"

"Maximus."

"Do you have a title? A strong individual like you, staying in such a lowly world, should be sung, worshipped, even have sculptures and memorials built by the native groups here."

"No."

"Such a pity~ Maximus! I am called the 'Lame Walker,' and in this world, only you have the privilege of knowing this name.

Are you willing to follow me?

I shall grant you resources you've never seen and give you the space for complete freedom to develop.

Once I fully claim this Corner World, you shall also enjoy all the resources here.

The opportunity comes only once.

Your mind should comprehend it, the gap between us isn't something you can close with a temporary insight, your probability of killing me is zero."

Maximus didn't listen to what the opponent was saying, he merely took the opportunity while chatting to recover his stamina.

Stepping forward,

He continued to sweep with misfortune.

"Alas~ The creatures born in inferior worlds always have such limited vision, what a waste of such a fine seed! I will try to let my offspring inherit your system."

...

Half an hour later.

Maximus knelt on one knee, pressing his chest with one hand, breathing heavily.

A shattered corpse of an Outer God lay before him, shattered like a glass vessel thrown to the ground, its whole body in pieces, now slowly dissipating.

The same thing happened again.

A large batch of infected corpses fell from above.

Maximus had no time to handle them,

He could only watch as a small hand emerged from the hole on the corpse, birthing a young shell, breaking through the membrane, and being reborn.

In less than a second, it grew from an infant to maturity, divinity enveloping its entire body, not becoming weaker but more adapted to the environment here.

The hollow, oozing eye sockets stared at the exhausted Maximus, a hint of a smile emerged,

"To think you could kill me twice, completely beyond my expectations, you..."

Before the voice could finish.

Maximus, who should have been there panting, disappeared, a faint miniature vortex left behind.

Whoosh!

Teacher Guo acted, directly teleporting Maximus behind the opponent.

A fist imbued with calamity struck out, hitting the just regenerated shell of the Outer God.

Divinity disrupted,

The body exploded.

But... Maximus's fist that collided with the opponent suffered an unknown backlash. The surface of the fist was completely pierced, the combat uniform damaged, and the hole infection began to spread.

Swish! A sharp stone shard suddenly fell, directly severing Maximus's entire arm, stopping the infection.

The infection marked the arm, indicating that it couldn't regenerate throughout the upcoming battle.

However,

The freshly killed Outer God heard the sound of webbed feet again.

It regenerated again from the cavity between a corpse, still flawless.

Even its skin surface had gained some soft touchpoints, making it more adept at fighting against misfortune.

"Three times... you truly exceed my imagination! I will do my utmost to preserve your brain intact. Your system must be inherited by my offspring."

As the Outer God calling himself the Lame Walker was about to make a move,

suddenly one of the monster corpses scattered at the bottom of the pit appeared behind him without him knowing when.

An invisible arm, nearly blending with the surroundings, suddenly attacked.

"Hand of Makeup"

The perfect nails, like scalpels, swiftly gouged out a portion of flesh and skin from the back of the Outer God.

But as the flesh was gouged out, the cavities on the Lame Walker's back simultaneously reacted, growing webbed hands that suddenly thrust forward.

Slap!

A crisp sound echoed as a blast wave spread out.

Wu Wen's body was sent flying directly, crashing heavily into the wall beside, suffering multiple bone fractures and leaving flesh torn and bruised at the point of impact.

Infection seeped in, cavities spreading.

"Where did this fly come from? I actually didn't notice it?"

At his moment of distraction, Maximus, through the vortex teleportation, arrived above his head, pressing down with his single arm on the other's head, using force!

The misfortune named [Fall] was magnified a thousandfold at this moment.

Crack!

The deep pit shook,

and the outer shell of the Outer God was crushed, more severely than any previous time.

But... the result was still the same, yet another new body crawled out from the cavities, perfectly restored.

Maximus again suffered the backlash effect, and his remaining arm had to be severed.

Thus,

he lost both his hands.

His stamina was nearly exhausted.

"Oh? Killing me a fourth time... truly a pity, but I have lost my patience! It's time to end this, I should return to the City of Sin to deal with other natives."

The Lame Walker stretched out his hand,

and his palm, fingers, and webbing were covered with hundreds of small cavities, each growing a similar webbed arm structure.

Hundreds of divine arms simultaneously reached for Maximus.

Moreover, He exhaled a breath, a moist and sticky air, capable of slowing the flow of misfortune to some degree.

In the critical moment, Teacher Guo's voice came:

"Teacher Ma! You must live and continue to improve yourself in the human world... In the future, I ask you to take much responsibility for matters concerning the school."

With those words!

Space transference.

Teacher Guo and Maximus exchanged places, with him taking on the crushing force of hundreds of arms.

Maximus was teleported to the center of the vortex formation, and the space teleportation was activated, sending him to the Human Exploration Bureau.

Meanwhile, Teacher Guo began to rotate,

his facial features turning,

his body following suit,

even causing the surrounding space to rotate.

A self-destruction known as the vortex was about to occur, like a black hole, set to devour everything around it.

This scene moved even the Outer God, who began to reassess this native, with all the hundreds of extended arms being drawn into it.

The self-destruction was imminent...

From the top of the deep pit, something else fell down.

Not a meteor,

nor an infected corpse,

but something else...

Swish!

A whip-like substance descended even faster, sharp and swift... slicing vertically!

All hundreds of arms were cut off, falling to the ground like broken tadpoles, after struggling briefly, finally turning into liquid.

Also falling was a tongue, a sharp tongue that had performed the previous cut.

It was abandoned due to being stained by cavities.

No matter, as he had hundreds more such tongues.

Plop!

A chair made of large tongues steadily caught this person,

and as Gust descended, he immediately switched to a cross-legged posture, gazing arrogantly through the dangling white hair at the Outer Realm deity in front of him.

He quickly offered an objective evaluation:

"Inferior life with no tongue..."

Two others descended soon after.

Luo Di landed steadily next to Teacher Guo, touching him with his hand to stabilize his condition as much as possible, whispering something.

Upon hearing the words, Teacher Guo's expression changed, abruptly halting the self-destruction, though he was already too weak to participate in the upcoming special operations.

And at this moment,

the final person descended.

Short dark green hair fluttered in the wind,

the white shirt's sleeves rolled up over the arms, secured with sleeve clips.

The two buttons at the collar were undone, entering a unique combat state.

The face, no longer hidden by a sackcloth over the head,

revealed a male visage that could only be described as "handsome," and unique question mark-shaped pupils were staring at the source of the cavities before them.

Though noticeably thinner than before, his physical condition was mostly restored.

A small amount of drool that hadn't been cleaned could still be seen behind his ear.