Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 539: Pope 301_3

Chapter 539: Pope 301_3

Depressed pools of water, scattered far as the eye could see like pearls strewn across the earth, adorned the landscape.

"Walk forward twenty meters, there’s a pool. Scoop up some water and hold it in your mouth."

Fang Zhixing followed the hint and walked over to the pool.

There was a shadow in the depth of the water, sneaking deeper in a shifty manner.

"What is that? It smells rotten..."

Xigou’s nose twitched, his gaze fixed on the water, baring his teeth threateningly.

Fang Zhixing paid no mind, squatting down and scooping a handful of water into his mouth.

"Head to the pool behind your left and spit the water into it."

Fang Zhixing did as instructed.

He spat out the water!

Swish~

The pool rippled and rolled with waves.

Soon, the waves expanded quickly, spinning into a vortex.

"Jump into the vortex."

Fang Zhixing hesitated not a moment, turning to look at Xigou.

"Understood, I’ll jump first."

Xigou plunged headfirst into it.

Fang Zhixing observed for a moment, then jumped into the vortex.

His vision blurred, and he felt the world spinning, overwhelmed by a torrent of water.

Time passed unknowingly...

Fang Zhixing emerged from the water, looking around to find walls on all sides.

There was a sphere of light above.

"Is this a well?"

Fang Zhixing leaped up to the edge of the well.

Xigou had already landed at the edge, shaking off the water on him and looking around.

High walls surrounded them, and nearby stood a majestic mansion.

It seemed they were in a European-styled castle, with medieval architecture exuding an ancient charm.

Xigou sniffed the air and suddenly warned, "There’s a smell of blood and another strange smell that seems familiar."

Fang Zhixing, more sensitive to the scent of blood, immediately headed towards where the smell was coming from.

Suddenly, clatter clatter clatter~

Rapid footsteps approached.

Around the corner, a figure in silver Armor appeared, wielding a Knight’s Sword.

The armor was bulky and seemed to weigh the figure down, who ran in a cumbersome and exhausted manner.

Shortly after, a giant black creature leapt out, huge in size, about seven or eight meters long, surrounded by dark miasma, and quickly pounced towards the silver Armor.

"Another one..."

Fang Zhixing recognized immediately, the black creature was indeed a giant alien!

Without a second thought, he stomped his foot and, like a flash of lightning, rushed at incredible speed towards the alien.

A palm struck down!

The Demon Blood Vajra Palm was ferocious, crushing the alien beneath it.

Boom!

A large handprint appeared on the floor.

The giant alien lay flattened in the pit, its flesh and blood smeared.

Instant kill!

The last time Fang Zhixing and Fan Qiulai teamed up against an alien, it took some effort to kill it.

But this time, Fang Zhixing, now enlightened, killed it with one palm without difficulty.

At the moment, the person in silver Armor lay on the ground, eyes closed, awaiting death’s arrival.

After a while, noticing that the alien hadn’t pounced, he finally opened his eyes.

He looked!

The silver Armor was immensely shocked, removed the Helmet, and revealed a face grotesquely covered in dense hair.

A chill ran down Fang Zhixing’s spine, the figure before him in silver Armor, barely recognizable as human, his facial features almost twisted together, utterly eerie.

"Can you understand what I’m saying?" Fang Zhixing asked.

The silver Armor spoke in a gurgling voice.

Sadly, Fang Zhixing couldn’t understand a word; the language was very unfamiliar.

At that moment, the silver Armor gestured and pointed toward a half-open iron door.

Fang Zhixing nodded and followed the silver Armor through it.

They entered the castle.

A strong smell of blood hit them.

In a spacious hall, seven bodies lay, all seemingly female based on their figures.

One of the women was dressed in a fine gown, the other six in maid attire.

The manner of their death was identical, their heads pierced through.

Furthermore, their facial features were twisted into a grotesque mess, revolting to behold.

As Fang Zhixing looked, suddenly, the stomach of the opulent woman ballooned, burst open, and blood spurted out.

In the next instant, an alien burst forth from her, leaping high.

The alien, initially the size of a watermelon, grew rapidly as it jumped and had reached over five meters in length by the time it landed.

"Jeee!"

The alien screamed shrilly and, upon spotting Fang Zhixing, immediately lunged at him.

"Hmph!"

Fang Zhixing looked disdainful and killed it with a palm strike.

At the same time, the bodies on the ground were crushed into a pulp by the power of his palm.

Amidst this scene...

The person in silver Armor, overjoyed, pointed at the stairs and walked toward them.

"Lead the way!"

Fang Zhixing followed, climbing the stairs.

They reached the second floor.

The silver Armor stopped in front of a room door, gesticulating wildly, seemingly indicating there was a monster inside.

Fang Zhixing kicked the door open.

Whoosh!

A cloud of black smoke rushed out.

There, a figure in Armor shrouded in black smoke was kneeling on the ground...