RPAGF Chapter 185
Chapter 185
Miao Yin waved her hand, and the molten fire obediently surrounded them, protecting the two of them.
Lady White Snake emerged from the thorns.
Ling only retracted half of its body. After it healed, Bai Niangzi was only half the size it was before.
It shrunk back to the size of a bracelet, sprang to Ling's shoulder, and bit her neck.
Having consumed thousands of mutated human corpses, the white snake had long since evolved various kinds of venom, including toxins with hemostatic and healing effects.
As the snake venom was injected, black lines spread across Ling's neck, and she looked pained. Soon, the venom flowed through her veins throughout her body, and the bleeding from her abdomen stopped.
However, snake venom is still snake venom, and even the White Snake Lady, being a mutant, cannot truly save anyone.
Ling's wound appeared to have healed, but in reality, it had been infected by a slow-acting poison. If she did not receive treatment before the poison took effect, she would die from the snake venom.
She took a deep breath and said, "I'm fine now."
Miao Yin helped her up, and Bai Niangzi took the opportunity to swim onto her body.
Ling looked warily at Gu Feng Bai'e, who was still perched on the boulder, tilting its head and staring at them with unblinking, pure white eyes.
"What is it doing? Why isn't it attacking?"
“It’s observing us,” Miao Yin said calmly.
"It has evolved the intelligence of a human teenager. It can remember the shape and how to use firearms, avoid weapons that will harm it, observe our superpowers, and even use feigned death to escape. Every move we make will be imprinted in its mind. Every minute of today's battle is nourishment for its growth."
"Even if we manage to escape, it will remember our scent and keep chasing us until we die."
Ling gave a wry smile: "It really is... a fight to the death."
The lone wind and white moth listened quietly to their conversation. Suddenly, their pale lips moved, uttering a clear voice: "Leave?"
Ling's breath hitched.
The mutant turned its neck and uttered a few more syllables: "Li? Ling? Li?"
The deformed person, whose voice was neither male nor female, pronounced similar syllables one by one, without any intonation. Through repeated attempts, the pronunciation gradually became more accurate.
—"Ling".
Finally, it pronounced her name.
Ling immediately got goosebumps all over her body, and even the heavy feeling brought on by the snake venom became unimportant.
Ling closed her eyes briefly, then opened them with an unwavering expression: "Ayin, I understand."
Miao Yin released her hand, a cold killing intent flashing in her eyes: "Then kill it before it calls out my name."
Ling took a few steps back and clenched her fists.
Miao Yin said, "It's in the sky, I can't hit it. Ling, I need you to be my ladder to heaven."
"it is good."
Towering thorns grew from the ground, almost overturning the entire surface of Wolf Mountain, baring their fangs and claws as they bit at the deformed man.
The pebbles beneath the lone white moth's feet were instantly shattered, and it was propelled into the sky by thorns, the barbs digging into its flesh, drawing out purple blood.
It opened its mouth, and countless silver threads, like spider webs, appeared in the air, intertwining with thorns and cutting into the plant's body.
With a tug of the silkworm's silk, most of the thorns were cut down and fell down in a flurry, like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, dazzling all eyes.
A flash of fire appeared from the broken fragments, and Miao Yin appeared with murderous intent, slashing at its head with a fiery blade!
The lone white moth turned over, its neck covered with silk, which protected it firmly and emitted a burnt aroma.
A strong wind blew in, creating a tornado in the air, and the powerful wind caused the flames to retaliate.
Miao Yin manipulated the flames, creating waves of heat in the air as she fought against the strong winds. She ran through the thorns, each step landing perfectly, her submachine gun cocked, unleashing a hail of bullets relentlessly.
Thorns, silk, flames, and rubble covered everything, obscuring all vision. The entire Wolf Mountain was blasted to pieces, the ground was completely wiped out, and even the slopes were leveled.
But the battle is not over yet.
They fought their way down the mountain, destroying all the facilities along the way.
The time they spent living together had allowed Miao Yin and Ling to develop a lot of unspoken understanding. Without saying much, Ling always knew which direction she would attack next and would use thorns to block countless deadly moves for her in time.
Even so, Miao Yin, who was so close to the Lone Wind White Moth, was still injured.
A fierce wind swept through the trees, and Miao Yin leaped up and dodged to the side. The fire burned down two large trees, and she stepped onto a thorny bush, facing the Lone Wind White Moth.
"Tick-tock-"
A large patch of blood was visible on her shoulder, and one of her sleeves had been shredded.
Miao Yin took out a bottle of hemostatic spray, sprayed it casually, then pressed it against the wound and waited for the ghost body to heal automatically.
"So many tricks," she said, wiping the blood from her face.
The White Moth's wings can not only create wind, but it has also learned to use wind to create blades in its repeated battles with her. If she hadn't dodged in time, she probably would have lost half of her shoulder.
Even mutants need to go through countless killings to become familiar with their abilities.
Visibly, from its initial awkwardness, the Lone Wind White Moth's attacks became more and more skillful, and its power grew stronger and stronger.
Their wounds were increasing, while the wounds of the Lone Wind White Moth would heal in seconds, its stamina seemingly inexhaustible.
They were like its sparring partners; if this continued, the human body, with its limits, would eventually lose to the monster.
Moreover, Ling's condition seems a bit off, Miao Yin thought.
The steps they had walked on had disappeared, and half of the mountain behind them had been blasted apart. White thorns were growing everywhere. Ling stood on the ground, staring intently at the sky above.
The speed above was too fast; often, even the naked eye couldn't see the movements clearly. She controlled her superpower without daring to relax for a moment, fearing that a single carelessness would harm Miao Yin.
She was completely focused, her attention was entirely on the sky, and she could no longer perceive anything else.
Miao Yin only noticed it when she glanced at Ling during the fight; Ling's cheeks were flushed, but his lips were black, and his breathing seemed rapid.
But she seemed oblivious to everything and continued to unleash her powers relentlessly.
"..."
Miao Yin lowered her eyes, secretly planning the battle to come.