Chapter 75
The Tyrant guarded the corridor, while I took charge of the flanks. It was tough, but at least we wouldn't be completely surrounded by demons.
Time needs to be dragged out until the point of weakening is reached.
Yuki took a sip of Quiet Dew, activated his Demon Possession, unleashed his Reinforcement Magecraft, and then charged left and right, wielding his greatsword and longsword.
Whether it's a hand or a leg, if it reaches in, it will be immediately severed. If it insists on squeezing in, use the Demon Eye to lock onto its vital points, ambush it against the wall, and kill it with one strike.
They managed to hold on; the demons' speed had begun to slow down.
Gunfire continued. The Tyrant set the corridor ablaze, then used frozen bullets to repair the holes, a process that lasted for over ten minutes. The surging demons simply couldn't break through.
Thump!!!
The knocking suddenly escalated by an order of magnitude, causing the warehouse shelves to collapse with a loud crash. Yuki to steady himself against the wall and took another sip of Quiet Dew.
Is it time to reveal the trump card?
Since someone was manipulating things behind the scenes, it was impossible to just stand by and watch the battle remain deadlocked. Yuki glanced at the door, and without saying a word, the Tyrant switched places with him.
"It's time to go all out."
"Good, the timing is just right."
As they passed each other, they exchanged glances, and then there was another loud 'thud,' cracks spread all over the left wall, shattering the ice on it into powder.
A massive, dark figure was right next door. Apparently, it was so tall that it lay sprawled on the ground, its outstretched palms tossing aside a mangled, bloodied Butcher Doctor.
'Is this what it's used to knock down walls?'
Yuki's eyes twitched, trying his best not to look to the side. That side had already been handed over to the Tyrant, a veteran player with experience in three dungeons. If he really went all out, these arrogant demons wouldn't be able to take him down easily.
"And my job is to terrify him."
Yuki looked ahead. The walls of the corridor were crumbling, and all he could see were incredibly attractive bodies. The nurses were curvaceous, but their faces were rather ugly.
They were more like the main force of the demons, not as powerful as the demons, but capable of breaking through walls, yet there were nearly a hundred of them.
While their numbers are incomparable to the sea of corpses beneath the Crimson Moon, were they certainly no less formidable than the Licker in their prime?
Nearly a hundred Licker were enough to tear Yuki to pieces, but they didn't rush through the gate very quickly; at least several times slower than they had been a few hours earlier.
"The Comfort Pills effect is working; you're starting to weaken, just as expected."
Having used the previous killings, Warm Blade had reached his Limit. Yuki, now at his peak, wielded the sword with both hands and launched a counter-charge.
Reinforcement Magecraft. Full Power.
Puff!
The blade slashed in from the shoulder, severing the heart precisely. Yuki kicked the corpse away, feeling himself enter some strange state.
The demons before me were retaliating, charging, and surging forward, yet they resembled a moving mass of prey.
[Conceptual Craft Essence. Activated.]
[The player is currently Killing Spree.]
With a murmur, Yuki raised his butcher's knife.
Chapter Twenty-Four: Teamwork (First Update)
One rises as the other falls.
As Shiina Hiyori moved upstairs, the resentment filling the hospital gradually diminished, as if the energy supply had shrunk, and the demon's movements slowed down.
This is a continuous process, not very noticeable at first. But after a certain stage, their strength, speed, and resilience decrease, and at this very moment—
[The player is currently Killing Spree.]
[Each kill must be spaced no more than ten seconds apart; physical strength is slightly increased; combat instincts are greatly enhanced.]
Yuki decisively activated his Conceptual Craft Essence, stacking Reinforcement Magecraft, chaining the feedback from the Chainsaw Sword, and then using Demon Possession to lock onto vital points, wielding the simplest yet most deadly blade.
Kill!!
A knife shot her arms into the air, Twisted Nurse her body in confusion as a knife plunged precisely into her heart.
Twisting and drawing the knife, his body instinctively leaned back. As the sharp claws swept past his eyes, Yuki jumped up, ignoring the claws stabbing at him from the side.
Sorry, I'm faster than you guys now.
Bang.
He thrust his knee forward, sending the enemy flying into the air. Then, he straddled another nurse's neck, the blade piercing her shoulder with pinpoint accuracy, and with a burst of strength from his waist and abdomen, he brought himself to the ground just before the claws could strike.
Puff puff puff...
The nurse he had just ridden was now ridden like a beehive. Yuki, pressed close to the ground, looked up and saw nothing but pairs of perfect legs encased in white stockings.
As a leg fetishist, Yuki great lengths.
Swish--
The crescent-shaped blade swept across the ground, leaving a trail of white silk on the calf. Sensing the sharp whistle coming from above, Yuki pushed off with both legs and rushed into the corridor, then crawled forward along the ground like a worm.
Lying Slash cuts off his legs, silently counting in his mind.
His movement threw the battlefield into chaos. The nurses either kicked to avoid him or simply clung to the walls like geckos. But just six seconds later, Yuki suddenly leaped up and cleaved off a head with a single blow.
The buff requires a kill within ten seconds, making it unsuitable for one-on-one battles and also difficult to use against enemies of similar strength.
"But when used for chopping melons and cutting vegetables, it's absolutely divine!"
Before the headless corpse could fall, six sharp claws stabbed at it simultaneously from all sides. The Twisted Nurse took a step forward to counterattack, but her speed was at least twice as slow as when they first met. She was stronger than the Living Corpse under the moon, but only slightly stronger.
Puff.
The long blade struck first, piercing his throat with precision. Yuki leaped forward, his cheek pressed against the towering mountain peak, feeling the claws on his back pierce the mist, which instead pushed him away.
With a shoulder strike, he sent the corpse flying as he drew his knife. His ears twitched slightly, and with a sidestep, he leaped back into the warehouse through a hole in the wall.
Thump--
The giant sword shattered the wall, and the enormous Butcher Doctor arrived, even slicing three nurses in half at the waist.
These monsters were originally besieging the Tyrant, but because Yuki was killing so easily, they had to come and target him instead.
They've increased the difficulty, haven't they?
Yuki knelt on one knee, gripped the sword in his backhand, glanced at the head whose expression kept changing, and rushed back into the corridor like a sprinter.
As a punishment for the game, the demons swarmed forward. Yuki stared intently at the greatsword, and just as it came down in front of him, he suddenly jumped to the side.
Bang!
The ground was smashed into a shallow crater, and Yuki, who was thrown out, grabbed the head nurse's hair and, as the claws stabbed towards his abdomen, plunged a knife into his heart.
He drew his knife, turned around, used the corpse as a shield, gripped the knife with both hands, and faced the butcher.
Body Magecraft. Slashing power.
The magic circuits in his arms surged, and the tiny longsword collided head-on with the greatsword.
Clang!!!
A deafening explosion, like the tolling of a bell, echoed down the corridor. The floor beneath the feet of the man and the demon cracked simultaneously, and the resulting blast blew the nurses around them off their feet.
Are they evenly matched?
Yuki felt a numbness in his arms, but he still grinned. Just a few hours ago, he couldn't even face this thing head-on, and this evenly matched strength meant—
Swish--
He suddenly released his force, and the greatsword, now unobstructed, sliced several nurses who were approaching from behind in half.
At the same time, Yuki rolled closer from under the sword, feeling a huge shadow looming over him.
The Butcher Doctor slammed down his massive fist. In the past, Yuki would have had no choice but to retreat and dodge, but this time, he sprang up like a spring.
Bang!
Fist and knee collided, but the butcher's fist was bounced up and his body leaned back. He watched as the swordsman jumped into the air, his crimson eyes scanning his entire body like a scanner, and his expression immediately turned into a 'The Scream' look.
"That means you're dead."
As the countdown reached the ninth second, the long sword shot out like lightning, piercing right through the center of both chests.
Puff.
A slight thud; the wound was no more than two fingers wide, negligible on the butcher's massive body, but the 'The Scream' expression froze, and he fell forward.
The formal attire isn't the key; those eyes are the trump card. These demons are strong, but what's even stronger is that their weaknesses aren't uniform—a characteristic that even Shiina Hiyori can't overcome.
Either learn from the Tyrant and tear most of his body apart with overwhelming firepower, or be like him and kill with Lightness, effortlessness, and efficiency.
The corpse fell, Yuki pressed it down on the shoulder, grabbed the chandelier, and hung upside down from the ceiling. Taking advantage of the fact that the Twisted Nurse's jumping power couldn't reach him, he finally had a chance to survey the battlefield.
The corridor was still crowded with people, but more than twenty demon corpses lay on the floor. Looking through the hole into the warehouse, one could see...
The Tyrant is in grave danger, yet he manages to cope. His main focus now is dealing with the colossal monster, which has even drawn away many of the Butcher Doctor.
The demon is still weakening and hasn't reached its lowest point yet, but its threat level has dropped by an order of magnitude.
The three-headed Butcher Doctor chased after the Tyrant, but couldn't stop him. Meanwhile, the one hiding next door swung its giant blade, sweeping across the entire warehouse, seemingly unstoppable. But the Tyrant wasn't foolish enough to confront it head-on.
Whenever the giant blade approached, his body would instantly disappear, then reappear a few meters away, creating a delaying tactic.
"It's like Instant Step. No wonder he's a veteran player; he's still holding onto this trump card."
Yuki reassessed his strength; his stat allocation was clearly purposeful, mastering both dual pistols to an exceptional degree, making him an order of magnitude stronger than Li Dan. If he also possessed his own Demon Eye, wouldn't he be able to completely dominate this dungeon?
Unfortunately, he didn't. Several Butcher Doctor were riddled with bullets, but they just wouldn't die.
"Should players with absolute strength not be allowed in this instance?"
Three seconds later, Yuki lowered her head, looked at the nurses who were crowding around her, and made a Lightness scalpel flourish.
"Almost there, kill as many as possible."
The killing continued, but the ice age had arrived. The Demon Hospital had never been so harmonious. Without the resentment of nearly a hundred patients, the demons' strength had decreased by more than two levels.
They were slower, stiffer, and more fragile. The two players charged back and forth like fleas, showing no signs of exhaustion. After about ten minutes, the battlefield began to look strange.
The nurses, who had left behind a pile of corpses, hesitated, as if being manipulated or fighting against their demonic instincts. This sight gave Yuki a sudden inspiration.
The hospital director couldn't hold on any longer. From what he had seen and heard along the way, he knew that these medical staff were the foundation for him to maintain the Demon Hospital. Without them, there would be no patients, and the hospital would be unable to operate.
If the hospital cannot function, this copy simply does not exist.
Yuki found the implicit logic and then thought about it one more layer.
'Since Dean Fukawa was able to ascertain the current situation through the puppets, this also corroborates that the person behind the monitor is a player.'
His eyes darted around, and he saw the nurses on the inside of the corridor slowly backing away. Then the loud, booming sound of slashing stopped in his ears.
Standing in the corridor, which was filled with the Corpse Mountain, Blood Sea, he turned his head to look at the warehouse, and his eyes met those of the Tyrant.
The tipping point has been reached.
Target the main targets!
Information is conveyed through eye contact, and then there's no need to think at all.
Yuki immediately abandoned the nurses, jumped into the warehouse, and slashed the already riddled-with-hole Butcher Doctor with two blows. Then, he and the Tyrant looked into the next room.
The wall, more than half a meter thick, had been completely dried up and crumbled, forming a huge hole. Looking inside, one could see the appearance of a giant monster for the first time.
It was a gigantic skeleton resembling a human specimen, so large that it could only crawl. A brown cloak covered its back, which was covered with countless human faces.
They were wailing, they were the Roar, they were filled with Abomination...
"What the hell is that!" Yuki chased after it, cutting down demons blocking his way to boost his buff, but stopped abruptly after only a few steps.
Splash!
The skeletal Giant in human skin swung his left hand, sending a large section of shelves crashing down. Fortunately, a gunshot rang out, and Hurricane Bullet knocked the shelves away.
Yuki squinted, peering through the flying debris, and saw that the figure had already crashed through the second wall. He didn't know how these demons would retreat, but he understood one thing:
We must strike while the iron is hot and kill it; we can't let it escape, otherwise it will become a major threat on an empty floor.
"Leave it!"
The Tyrant, of course, understood that the time for weakening enemies was limited, and given the low height of the buildings, now was the best opportunity to reap the rewards.
He lowered his gun and took a deep breath.