With oxygen serving as an excellent accelerant, the flames spiraled out of control the moment they rose. All Uriah could do was clutch his head and roll in the inferno.
Newly grown flesh burned to charcoal in the flames, sloughing off and regenerating again.
Qin Wei clutched his chest and shakily rose to his feet.
He gradually realized that this hospital was a sacrificial site prepared for him, and that what lay hidden beneath it was very likely the same kind of fleshy tumor as the one in Wayne Tower.
Under these circumstances, withdrawing in time was the wise choice.
But Qin Wei's stubborn streak had taken over, and revenge was all he could think about.
"You want to sacrifice me to that damned thing? Then I'll give you exactly what you want!"
Dragging his badly injured body out of the room, he searched the corridors and wards and found several more oxygen cylinders.
He clearly remembered the fleshy tumor in Wayne Tower writhing and twisting in the flames. Since this thing feared high temperatures, his next task was simple.
He tore sheets off the hospital beds and tied the cylinders into a bundle, then carried the heavy load toward the utility room on the lowest floor.
Of course, Uriah, the final boss, could not possibly go down that easily.
The Immortal stood before V-Bat once again.
Uh-perhaps "stood" was not quite appropriate, since he now looked like a person growing out of a tumor.
One deformed, swollen leg alone filled the entire corridor, its purplish-gray skin covered in fist-sized goose bumps.
Looking up along that folded leg, there were five arms of varying lengths growing behind his skeletal torso. Some were as slender as stick insects, seemingly ready to snap at a touch, while others were as plump as