Supernatural Blood

A growing Extraordinary Monster, creator: Tang Qi himself.

When Tang Qi had used his Ruthless Methods to kill back then, he clearly never imagined he would create a monster.

Now, that monster had turned on him.

At this moment, he finally understood—the peering gaze he had felt downstairs at Sally's place was likely this Dog-Faced Human. Only back then, it was probably still busy devouring corpses, and the Drug Addict Ghost's resentful soul had just moved into the dog's body.

Because it was a monster born from resentment, it would not stop until it killed its enemy.

And its first enemy was Tang Qi.

The second was Sally.

It was easy to imagine that after dealing with Tang Qi, its next step would be to go after Sally.

Tang Qi's current move was to first save his own life.

"The diary said the Holy Thorns campus has a power that restrains evil. Though I haven't found the source of that power yet, it should be enough to deal with a monster that was just born."

With this thought, Tang Qi's figure darted into the campus like the wind.

He didn't take the main gate. Biting back the pain in one foot, he vaulted over the mottled brick wall, his movements swift and agile, nothing like an ordinary High School Student.

But the moment he heard a "bang" behind him, Tang Qi knew the monster dog had caught up.

Though dangerous, Tang Qi still twisted his head for a quick glance.

Crunch!

Tang Qi saw the monster clear the wall and land. The stray dog had long lost its original form—muscles bulging to the point of distortion, forming huge, lumpy tumors, yet it still bore a human face.

Saliva dripped everywhere. It was ugly, terrifying, and grotesque to an extreme degree.

But after one look, Tang Qi's eyes lit up. He could see it—the monster's speed had slowed.

Not just speed; the mad, bloodthirsty aura around it had also sharply diminished.

"It's working."

Tang Qi said joyfully, his feet still moving without pause. Agile as an ape, he used the various obstacles along the tree-lined path to dodge the monster's Sharp Claws and gaping maw.

But because of his injury, he was still slower than the monster. The distance between them kept shrinking.

What frustrated Tang Qi even more was that the route he had chosen was the most remote area of the campus. Besides himself and the monster, there wasn't even a ghost in sight.

Tang Qi poured all his strength into fleeing deeper into the campus, but his stamina wasn't limitless. His speed slowed more and more.

In contrast, the monster behind him had no such thing as running out of energy.

The distance closed again. Tang Qi could even smell the foul breath at the back of his neck.

"No. If this keeps up, I'll die."

"What do I do? What should I do?"

Buzz

A flash of insight suddenly sparked through Tang Qi's mind, and he seized it instantly.

His gaze fell straight onto the box clutched in his arms.

The most unexpected and delightful gain of this trip—Even While fleeing for his life, he had held it tightly.

The vague thought he'd had in the gun shop now became crystal clear.

His body was exhausted to its limit. The agility and speed from the Chaga Combat Technique came at the cost of draining his stamina. A crimson flush had spread across his body, and sweat soaked through all his clothes.

Even so, he couldn't put even a sliver of distance between himself and the monster behind him.

"Huff... huff huff."

Behind his head, Tang Qi could even feel the fangs inches away.

In a few more seconds, maybe just one, the monster would catch him, bite down, and separate his head from his neck.

The next day, the Holy Thorns campus would have an explosive headline: a new student killed by a stray dog, his body devoured completely.

"No. I won't let that happen."

"I was lucky enough to get a new life. How could I die in a monster's jaws?"

"Huff."

Tang Qi roared inside, his body trembling. But at that moment, a stream of warmth flowed through his mind, calming all the turmoil in his body. He seemed to enter a strange state where he could perfectly control his own body.

Even though he could feel the monster's jaws at his back, his hands were steadier than the most skilled sculptor's. He quickly opened the box, and his hands moved like phantoms, feeding brass bullets one by one into the exaggeratedly styled "Blood Python No. 1."

And Then, one hand gripping the gun, the other went straight to his mouth. His teeth bit down hard, nearly tearing off a small piece of Skin and Flesh from his index finger. Blood gushed out instantly.

Not a single drop was wasted. Tang Qi smeared the spurting blood all over the Blood Python No. 1 in his other hand.

What happened next was bizarre.

The dark gun barrel was stained with blood, giving birth to a strange beauty. Then, within the blood smeared on the gun, specks of golden light appeared, linking into golden threads, and finally enveloping the entire barrel.

As the hazy golden light wrapped around the Blood Python No. 1, Tang Qi clearly saw the Special Interface in his vision slowly change.

But at this moment, Tang Qi had no time to study the details. He only felt a special sensation rise within him.

The gun in his hand seemed to come alive at that moment, gripped in both hands as a fierce impulse surged like a tide, crashing and battering against Tang Qi's mind.

Tang Qi's figure suddenly halted.

He turned back. A monster's maw, reeking of filth and stretched to its limit, appeared.

Right in front of him. If Tang Qi did nothing, the next scene would be his head swallowed whole by the monster's mouth, followed by a crack—and it would all be over.

In truth, Tang Qi couldn't do much either. Once he stopped, he had lost any chance to dodge.

So, he made an utterly insane move.

He thrust one arm forward, shoving it sideways into the monster's mouth. With a crack, Tang Qi heard the sound of fangs embedding into his flesh, soon to reach the bone.

"Too bad. You won't get that chance."

Before the murmur even fully left his lips, the icy gun muzzle was already pressed against the side of the monster's head.

Bang

Bang, bang, bang

Gunfire rang out in rapid succession, like the roar of some beast, echoing through this desolate, secluded corner.

Tang Qi instinctively emptied all six bullets from the revolver, not stopping even when the click-click of an empty chamber sounded.

He didn't notice that, the moment he fired, the brass bullets turned into a blinding golden light, drilling into the monster's skull.

The creature, once brimming with boundless strength, was instantly struck as if hit by a train. Its entire head lurched sideways, its body trembling. It tried to let out a wail, but its mouth was packed tight by Tang Qi's arm.

Then came the second, third, fourth... When the last bullet left the barrel, the blinding golden light reached its peak. The monster's head, like a watermelon struck with tremendous force, exploded with a boom in Tang Qi's arms.

With nothing left to support him, Tang Qi instinctively kept pulling the trigger until a few hollow clicks sounded. Only then did he collapse, limp, to the ground.

His chest and abdomen heaved violently, like a suddenly broken bellows.