Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 1308 - 62 "Not a Single One Left

Chapter 1308: Chapter 62 "Not a Single One Left

The nurse was truly unlucky: an electric current struck her, numbing her limbs as she collapsed to the ground.

The parasitic creature preferred fresh food to corpses and shot out two tentacles, wrapping around Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng paid no mind to the fake female broadcaster, this sort of small fry. He glanced at the parasitic creature devouring the nurse and fired at it.

The queen roared and spat out a blue pillar of energy, vaporizing the approaching tentacles into thin air before blowing a large hole through the body of the creature.

The parasitic creature shrieked in terror, spitting out the nurse’s corpse. Her upper body was entirely dissolved by saliva; there were chewed-up traces of flesh and blood around her waist, and her two silk-stockinged legs were only loosely connected by bits of skin, with her underwear corroded away.

Tang Zheng saw the creature abandon its attack, so he shot at the fake Ruan Feifei, shifting targets. It seemed that each room’s monsters varied; encountering a strong one meant almost certain death.

The fake Ruan Feifei burst into seed, her body shrouded in a mist of blood. She reached back with her right hand and a lightning spear appeared, which she hurled straight at Tang Zheng’s head.

Tang Zheng tilted his head, and the electric spear passed by, its current crackling fiercely.

"Die!" the fake Ruan Feifei leapt high, diving at Tang Zheng. Her body exploded with the strongest Thunderstorm Shield, trying to break through Tang Zheng and escape.

Tang Zheng unleashed his Gravity Suppression, and the body of the fake broadcaster plummeted straight down.

"Overestimating yourself." Tang Zheng extended one arm and slammed it hard into her shield.

The fake broadcaster, like a baseball hit by a home run, crashed heavily to the ground, her shield shattered to pieces, a large mouthful of fresh blood coughed up.

The parasitic creature didn’t dare provoke Tang Zheng, extending two new tentacles that twined around the ankles of the passage’s sole surviving nurse, dragging her into the room.

"Don’t, I don’t want to die, save me!" The nurse, lying on the ground, frantically clawed at the floor, to no avail.

A tentacle brushed against the nurse’s buttocks, slid over her back, and coiled around her neck, pulling her up and dragging her into a disgusting, saliva-filled maw.

With a smack, the nurse’s legs flailed wildly; one of her high-heels fell into the wide mouth, and she reached out to Tang Zheng with one hand, but all she saw were cold, indifferent eyes and a door crease that kept closing.

The fake Ruan Feifei’s fingertips radiated an electric current, trying to grab Tang Zheng’s ankle.

Seeing the nurse swallowed up, bang, Tang Zheng shut the room door and kicked the stomach of the still vainly resisting fake broadcaster.

The fake Ruan Feifei felt her guts twist, her beautiful face contorted with pain, her body sliding back quite a distance, but then, she was held in place by Tang Zheng’s gravity, pulled back at his beckoning.

The fakes of Dong Zixuan, Tao Ran, and some fake newbies ran to the door, seeing Tang Zheng standing his ground alone, unbreakably courageous, they stopped in their tracks, scared.

"So, it can be used like this!" Tang Zheng discovered that after initiating his second form, his ability to control gravity evolved, like the Dragon Capturing Skill; a simple gesture could exert a powerful suction force on his target.

The fake broadcaster was drawn uncontrollably and rigidly toward Tang Zheng, and he grabbed her neck with one hand. She tried to struggle, but he slammed her hard against the wall, turning her bones limp.

Tang Zheng smashed her against the wall twice more, the fake broadcaster, spitting blood, staining her chest red.

"Not running anymore?" Tang Zheng pointed his weapon toward the fake broadcaster’s throat.

"Don’t, kill me, I’m willing to do anything for you, to be your slave!" The fake broadcaster grasped Tang Zheng’s arm, releasing electricity, but in vain; she couldn’t harm him, not even breaking his defense.

Ai Yixin heard this blood-curdling plea, her face flushed red, knowing that there was no difference between a clone’s body and the original.

"Sorry, I don’t need a slave." Tang Zheng curled his lips and, with strength in his left hand, pierced the fake broadcaster’s throat.

The fake broadcaster’s legs shook like chaff, then she went completely limp, her head lolling to one side, dead.

"What are you dazing for? Let’s go at him together!" Tang Zheng shook the blood off his blade, stepping out of the passage.

The clones took several steps back in unison.

"What are you waiting for? Kill them!" Pang Meiqin roared. The clones that were chasing her saw the fake Lin Fachan trying to escape and instantly gave chase.

"You run first!" Seeing Pang Meiqin approaching with a chilling intent to kill just five meters behind him, the fake Lin Fachan shoved his girlfriend aside and confronted her.

"No!" The fake Lin Jing couldn’t bear to leave her boyfriend behind, quickly turned around, and opened fire with her rifle.

The Beautiful Leg Stewardess’s Reaper Angels activated, a deep blue shield blocking the bullets. Even without erupting, she could easily dominate these two rookies who had yet to ascend to Conqueror.

The Ripper’s chainsaw teeth whirred frantically, tearing the fake Lin Fachan’s protective clothing in half. One segment of his corpse fell onto the blue stone slab, with Heavy Rain quickly washing away the blood.

"I want your life!" The fake Lin Jing didn’t retreat but glared furiously at Pang Meiqin and charged at her.

"An ant!" Pang Meiqin was unmoved by their unwavering love, decisively swung her blade, cleaving the fake Lin Jing into two halves.

The Ripper slashed through bodies, setting flesh and blood flying in all directions, splattering viscera everywhere, creating an extremely bloody scene.

Only half of the fake Lin Fachan remained alive, desperately clinging to the ground, trying to crawl towards his girlfriend.

Lin Fachan and Lin Jing held hands, silently exchanging a glance, letting Pang Meiqin act without interference, with only warm love for each other remaining in their hearts.

The fake Dong Zixuan and fake Xu Biyun glanced at each other, waiting for the other to make a move, but facing the powerful Tang Zheng, neither dared to act rashly.

"Since you’re not taking action, I will!" Tang Zheng shrugged his shoulders and suddenly waved his hand, grabbing at the fake Zhao Dongtao from across the space.

"Die!" The fake Zhao Dongtao roared madly, firing his Thunderstorm rifle at Tang Zheng in rage, to no avail.

"Go join my classmates!" Tang Zheng, grasping the fake Zhao Dongtao’s head, positioned the Empress’ roar against his belly and pulled the trigger.

Boom, two severed legs fell to the ground, the area from the abdomen to the ankles vaporized by energy bullets.

The fake Zhao Dongtao’s lips quivered like a dying catfish, his eyes glaring at Tang Zheng with resentment, as organs fell out of his ruptured abdominal cavity onto the ground.

Tang Zheng tossed his body aside, as if discarding a broken rag.

The clones dared not charge any longer; they turned and fled. The fake Ai Yixin, in a desperate attempt, prepared to rush to her original, hoping to confuse Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng waved his hand, pulling Jing Lan over. The Ghost Reaper emerged from her body, scythe swinging at his head, but unable to even break the shield, leaving a string of sparks behind.

Tang Zheng pressed the muzzle against Jing Lan’s belly.

"Class leader, please don’t kill me!" Jing Lan pleaded tearfully, hoping to soften Tang Zheng’s heart, "I can replace your classmate, I have all her memories."

"Silver Trojan, I’ll dismantle you!" Tang Zheng’s face turned iron blue, and with one shot, he blasted apart Jing Lan’s body, tossing aside her corpse and advancing to kill the others.

"Uncle, you’re amazing!" Lu Fan, wielding dual guns, fired randomly, herding the clones like sheep, "Come on, kill them, they’re all points."

Tang Zheng frowned for a moment but soon returned to his natural expression.

Lu Fan jogged along, then jumped and clung to Tang Zheng’s back, staring at the back of his head for a moment, sticking out her tongue and licking her lips.

Tang Zheng tugged at his Shadow Cloak, unable to teleport momentarily, but the overall situation was settled, these at most second-order beings were utterly outmatched.

"Phew," Tang Zheng let out a sigh of relief, not in a hurry to pursue them, the substantial consumption of life energy leaving him feeling somewhat faint.

Sophie and the three Female Musketeers were dismissed, and after the Female Gunner in Thigh-High Boots fired once from her cannon mount, she vanished too. They were too weak, only good enough to kill newbies, better to leave it to Pang Meiqin.

This was indeed an opportunity to train, leaving behind only a few who were loyal. Although Gu Xueqi and Ruan Feifei had run away, Tang Zheng didn’t blame them. After all, it was his order, and he didn’t know that he could explode and turn the tide.

Dong Zixuan still had a psychological shadow about killing, so she targeted her clone; the two fought fiercely, lava spurting from the ground, evaporating rainwater everywhere, steam fogging the air.

Tao Ran’s Time-space Blackfish bit at her original, and although the girl was aware of what was to come, she struggled when it actually came down to taking lives.

Free from the plight of being surrounded, Lin Weiguo also began to exert force, brutally attacking the fake Old Soldier. Bloody Daggers sheared off many metal fragments from his armor, and finally, after a piercing thrust, he stirred forcefully into his body, and blood poured out from the blood groove.

The fake Old Soldier, clenching his teeth, kicked at his original’s head. Assessing the situation, he didn’t rashly flee but instead tried to take his original captive, as only that could offer a slim chance at survival.

"Ai Yixin, Bi Yun, Meiqin, come and catch him!" Knowing Tang Zheng and the original’s friendship forged through life and death, the fake Old Soldier saw this method as his chance.

"Go help him take hostages." Gu Xueqi had the same idea but was more cunning, loudly calling out to her companions while firing both hands continuously, as the Flame Phoenix broke through the curtain of rain and attacked the Old Soldier.

The clones had an epiphany and rushed towards Lin Weiguo.

The Blue Stone Slab swelled into Xu Biyun’s puppet, charging at Lin Weiguo, while Jing Xiang’s Beastification allowed her to leap rapidly, her claws whirling, shooting air blades.

"Go help him!" Tang Zheng was startled; the Old Soldier, though resilient, might be instantly killed if mobbed by so many, so he quickly went to assist, "Get down, help me hold the door!"

Tang Zheng grabbed Lu Fan from his back.

"No problem!" Little Lolita patted her chest, assuring him, Tang Zheng intended to save his thirty-second cooldown teleport, but to help the Old Soldier break out sooner, he decided to use it.

Tang Zheng’s body broke into a cloud of black mist, then reappeared beside him, with Yukishiro Maru slashing directly through the fake Lin Weiguo’s armor, severing an arm.

The fake Old Soldier swept a leg trying to retreat but was sucked in by Tang Zheng, who then stabbed him again.

"Everyone, let’s do this together, it’s now or never!" the fake Old Soldier shouted, spitting blood, "Only through pain can we find life!"

Most of the clones were blinded by the prospect of death, losing their composure, while only Gu Xueqi, displaying exceptional quality, rushed towards the door like the wind after Tang Zheng left. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, and your support is my greatest motivation.)