The ground beneath his feet was sticky. The chill that enveloped Gu Jun continued to intensify. The transport of flesh and blood did not stop for even a second.
His stamina was dropping. His already parched throat started to ache. The muscles on his legs grew heavier and his left hand that was wrapped around the tourniquet was swollen.
His mental power was declining as well. Each tube appeared to be connected to his body. The mutated limbs, mutated skin, mutated blood … they were all trying to mutate him.
He had to take action.
Time was not on his side.
The more time passed, the weaker he would become. In the end, even if no enemy appeared, he would be trapped here until he died.
But there was not much that Gu Jun could do. He fired an Ancient Seal at one of the main tubes. He wanted to see the reaction but it was like tossing a pebble into the ocean. The ripples might have been an illusion.
He raised the QSG92 again, pointed it at the main pipe, and pulled the trigger. Bang!
Sparks flew. The recoil jolted his shoulders. His left pinkie was torn with pain.
He saw a small ripple on the surface of the tube where the bullet hit.
But the transparent membrane did not break. Everything was still going on. There was not even a drop of amniotic fluid or blood. It was as if the gunshot did not happen.
Gu Jun did not see where the bullet went. He looked around but he could not find it. He was reminded of the fact that Cao Yicong's clothes could be cloned. There was probably a different definition of matter here. The boundary between inanimate and living things was not so clear.
Perhaps the bullet had become the hair of one of the mutated babies.
The main tube did not budge. Gu Jun tried to fire an Ancient Seal at one of the tubes, but it was to no avail.
"Phew …"
Gu Jun sighed and wiped away the sweat on his forehead. The air here was very murky, and the oxygen content was very low. To be precise, he could not be sure that he was breathing oxygen. His heart and lungs were getting heavier and heavier. This was also one of the reasons why his stamina and mental power were dropping so rapidly.
"Dirty-minded Yu, Wu Shiyu, can you hear me? I'm trapped. "
He called out to Wu Shiyu telepathically. When he was still in front of the forest on the surface, there were times when he was certain that he could hear Wu Shiyu's voice.
It felt like she was right beside him, shouting, "That's not a human, it's a monster!"
She seemed to be seeing something else from another dimension. It would not be strange if she came in a dream.
Furthermore, this was not a dream. Her mind and synaesthesia allowed her to see things that others could not.
If Dirty-minded Yu was here, perhaps she would be able to tell where the break point was and which pipe could be destroyed.
Gu Jun silently tried to send a message. His temples were even more swollen, and his steps were even softer. He could barely keep his eyelids open.
Bang bang, bang bang …
The pulsation of the surrounding pipes seemed to be replacing the sound of his heartbeat. The crisscrossing pipes seemed to be replacing his intestines, his blood vessels … He suddenly felt a strong sense of nausea in his chest. He wanted to vomit as if he was carsick.
'The dark energy here is corrupting me … If this continues, I won't be able to last another hour …'
Gu Jun shook his throbbing head to clear his mind. He tried to remind himself of the feeling he experienced during the Global Training and focused his attention on a single point.
However, the chaotic thoughts in his mind refused to listen to his consciousness. They continued to surge and pull him towards a more agitated state of mind.
He even started to doubt his decision to force his way into this place, was it right or wrong? Had he fallen into a trap?
'Calm down, calm down.'
Things were moving in the direction that the enemy wanted, this kind of environment was enough to drive even the most intelligent person mad.
Gu Jun closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. The agitation in his mind calmed down and his mind gradually focused on the faint glow from the City of Dusk.
There was one more way …
It was not a spell, a spell would only exhaust his mental power and increase the corruption rate. It was not a good idea to fight the black goat head-on.
Besides, this place was basically a paradise, paradise, and lair for dark creatures … Summoning a little Nightingale might mutate into another kind of foreign creature, one of the thousands of descendants of the Forest Black Goat, and the summoner would immediately devour himself.
Gu Jun's plan was still to use the Carlop dissection instruments.
These instruments could unleash power different from spells, Ancient Seal and firearms.
Gu Jun opened his eyes again. Holding the Carlop scalpel in his right hand, he walked towards the twisted pipe.
Because each of these pipes was very large, even the intersecting small gaps would have a very wide space. Even the most congested parts would allow him to walk through. To reduce the influence of the dark energy, Gu Jun had chosen to walk further away from the pipes. The closest he could get was at least 6 to 7 metres away.
Now he moved closer and closer. The throbbing sound became clearer, it sounded like something was crashing into him.
When he was only three meters away, he smelled a strange stench mixed with the smell of blood in the air. It wasn't like this even when he was a step away.
"Phew, phew …" Gu Jun found it harder to breathe. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead to his chin but he did not have the time to wipe them away.
Once the condensed spirit was dispersed, the chaotic thoughts, the strange aura, and the indescribable stench would all come crashing down on him, and he might pass out.
When the distance was reduced to 1 metre, Gu Jun's face was almost touching the transparent membrane of the pipe. He was so close to the tentacles that he could see the texture of the tentacles' skin.
Let's call it skin for now. From a distance, it looked like a bloody, damaged piece of flesh, but from a closer look, it was a dark red and brown layer of skin. The complex and interwoven patterns on it were thousands of times more complicated than the tree bark, like countless ripples from a whirlpool.
Gu Jun could keenly feel that his mind was being pulled into the whirlpool. The tentacles themselves could mess with one's mind.
A pessimistic and terrifying image flashed through his mind. An abnormal lifeform with these tentacles chased after normal civilians on the streets of the city, just like how the Necro-skins chased after the civilians in Riker City. Blood dyed the city red.
Holding the scalpel in his hand tightly, Gu Jun tried his best to suppress the distracting thoughts. His eyes were no longer focused on the moving tentacles but on the outer skin of the pipe itself.
He swung his right hand, and the sharp blade slashed across the outer skin of the pipe. It was so fast that it looked like nothing had happened.
However, the feeling told Gu Jun that he had hit the target and cut through it.
The translucent membrane suddenly began to tremble, but it was unable to seal the crack that had appeared on its surface.
The crack rapidly expanded due to the force, and pale yellow liquid flowed out. Suddenly, there was a splash, and a large amount of liquid and the tentacles inside gushed out like a broken dam.
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