abnormal mutation

Chapter 176 The Light of Corruption
After making the arrangements, Roland shut down the beehive and focused his attention on Nelson and his companion.

At Nelson's feet was a metal box containing a sphere that was spinning rapidly; the barrier must have been created by that sphere.

Both are mid-sequence, with their specific levels unknown. It is said that Chicatillo follows the Gluttony pathway, while there is no detailed information available about Nelson.

After Roland confirmed that there was nothing else unusual around him, the giant spider lifted him up and quietly spun its web.

The barrier trembled slightly, immediately alerting Nelson and his companion. They got up and looked around, but found nothing unusual.

The two huddled together in the living room, not speaking, their eyes meeting in a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.

'What a powerful barrier!'

Roland paused all his actions, having exhausted the "mystery" he had accumulated, and with continuous battles, it was difficult to maintain secrecy.

With a thought, he used the Chaos Mist to forcibly enhance the secrecy of the spider web, and it wasn't until eighty strands of Chaos Mist were used that the barrier returned to calm.

As the infection spread, the reserves of Chaos Mist had reached thousands, so I wasn't too heartbroken.

But what had just happened had already alerted Nelson and his companion.

Roland dared not delay, and quickly wove a spider web, layer upon layer, covering both the inside and outside of the barrier.

"What just happened?" Chicatillo wondered, feeling uneasy.

Nelson paced back and forth, the corridor lights shining on him, but he cast no shadow.

"【Twilight Sky】has never made a mistake." He suddenly stopped and said in a deep voice, "It might be some kind of extraordinary reconnaissance ability. We may have been exposed. Let's retreat."

"Let's wait a little longer. I just received news that the banquet over there has just ended, and he'll be back soon." Chicatillo was very unwilling, and the thought of Roland's face made her eyelids twitch with anger.

The Jihua Chamber of Commerce is about to relocate completely, and it will be almost impossible to find such an opportunity again.

As far as he knew, the Northern Merchant Guild had been helping Roland acquire potion ingredients. It wasn't that he was belittling himself, but with his talent, he was no match for them in a fight against someone of the same rank.

“Where are Aldo and the others?” Nelson asked.

Chicatillo raised his left arm, on which was a walkie-talkie: "I just asked, there's no unusual activity."

“I have a bad feeling. I can’t wait any longer, let’s go!” Nelson walked to the corner and picked up the metal box. “Don’t rush. Once we help the two kingdoms defeat the Sid Empire, we can come here as the masters.”

"Then the entire North will be ours, and we can do whatever we want with them."

“Alas, that would be in a very long time.” Chicatillo shook his head slightly.

Destroying an empire is no easy task; it's not uncommon for a war to last ten or eight years.

Nelson kept quiet and didn't close the metal box. He just carried it out, and the barrier moved with it.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to kill them all." Chicatillo turned to go upstairs.

Upon hearing this, Roland tensed up and almost couldn't resist launching an attack immediately.

“Don’t go,” Nelson immediately stopped him. “Those siblings are from the Carmen Caran family. The others are either orphans, assistants, or servants. Killing them will only anger Otto and will not make any difference.”

"I'm going to provoke him." Chicatillo didn't stop walking. He came for revenge, regardless of the possible consequences.

Nelson shook his head slightly, offering no further advice nor stopping in his tracks.

The barrier covered a large area, and the time it took to move it away was enough for the companions to kill a group of people who offered no resistance.

Roland suppressed his anger and quickened his knitting pace.

With a bang, Chikatilo kicked Evan's room to pieces. The sound was silenced by the barrier and did not travel far.

He pulled out a chain sword from his neck; the sword's white body resembled a spine, and its crimson blade lashed out like a whip.

“Heh…” Chicatillo grinned maliciously, his eyes filled with a sense of satisfaction and vengeful pleasure.

But as soon as he tried to raise his hand, he found his body stiff and sluggish, like a machine that had been rusted for ten years, making it difficult to move.

The surroundings had been covered by a crisscrossing net, giving one the feeling that there was no escape from the vast net of heaven.

"what--"

Chikatilo felt a chill run down his spine and, without hesitation, activated his extraordinary ability, causing his body to swell and engorge with blood.

Countless threads snapped one after another, but more webs covered the area, like being stuck in a quagmire, with no way to use one's divine power.

On the other side, Nelson watched helplessly as the metal box was dragged away by spider silk, covered, and the barrier disappeared.

'So the barrier wasn't under his control.' Roland breathed a slight sigh of relief.

What he feared most was that magical item, but he didn't expect it to be solved so easily.

The spider web was only half completed and its foundation was not solid. It could barely trap two people, but time was on his side.

The spider web is being perfected, and Aldo is on his way.

After the metal box was thrown into the spirit world, the giant colorful spider quickly arrived at Chicatillo's side. Chicatillo was relatively weak and was a good target for attack.

Chikatilo was terrified and was about to speak when a mountain-like pressure descended from the sky, like a mouse being trampled under a cat's foot—a kind of oppression and fear from the depths of one's being.

His mind went blank for a moment, then his body shrank, and no matter how he tried to summon his extraordinary abilities, it was useless, just like...

The mind remembers, but the body forgets!
The "prey" fell into weakness, and spider webs climbed up and wrapped him up layer by layer.

Life was being slowly drained from his body, and his struggles grew weaker and weaker.

'Phew, [Bloodline Suppression] works quite well against humans.' Roland sighed inwardly and quickly rushed to another battlefield.

In that short time, Nelson moved several meters away in slow motion, his body surrounded by a black light curtain, and the spider silk he touched withered and disintegrated.

Roland frowned. The spider silk possessed divinity and had never suffered a loss in terms of quality, yet this time it was being suppressed by its special properties.

"This is the corrupted trait," Pro warned. "It can only be mastered through extraordinary means such as by criminals and demons. It is powerful and dangerous, and the nemesis of life-type traits."

Roland immediately activated his bloodline suppression technique, but the effect was not ideal. He could not seal the abilities or deprive the senses; he could only suppress some attributes.

Nelson stared intently at Roland, his eyes wide with shock: "It's you!"

"It's me." Roland chuckled. "I thought you had left. Were you preparing to evacuate? Where's the ship?"

They've entered a war of attrition, but he's not afraid at all. The Hive provides him with tens of thousands of lives every day, its reserves are astonishing, and he's not worried about running out of resources.

"I told you not to kill me, in..." Nelson's expression faltered, his tone weakening. But before he could finish speaking, his eyes suddenly widened, and two beams of black light instantly struck Roland.

"Go to hell!"

Roland's clothes turned to ashes in an instant, and even his connection with the spider web was severed. Large swaths of the spider web were dissolved, revealing a huge cavity.

A thin, colorful veil appeared on his body. Black light fell on it as if it were being pierced through a prism, scattering into tiny specks of light and eroding out black holes.

But beneath the gauze dress were layers upon layers, I don't know how many layers there were.

"That's interesting," Roland said, feigning composure.

The life-giving coating proved effective, holding out against the attack. He also mobilized the Chaos Mist as a second layer of protection.

If none of those work, he is confident that his divine body can handle it.

(End of this chapter)