novelraw Chapter 504: An Indiscriminate Instant-Death Curse
Chapter 504: An Indiscriminate Instant-Death Curse
If the sky collapsed, would you be afraid?
If a god stood right before you, would you be afraid?
Lynn had been asking himself this question incessantly, but the moment he turned around, he already had the answer in his heart.
He wasn't afraid.
Although he didn't know the true rank of that quill, didn't know if this book could truly harm a Root-level entity, this had always been the trump card he kept for the very end!
And this time, he would use one of his lives!
To complete this bloody feast!
In an instant, a blinding radiance erupted from the book, capturing the gaze of every creature beneath the black mist.
Lynn clutched the book in his hands with all his might, his eyes suddenly streaming with a spring-like torrent of scarlet blood. Struggling to stand firm, he faced the boundless, towering giant that had appeared in panic before him and gritted his teeth to utter his final words.
"You all... are you afraid?!"Buzz—
Almost instantaneously, the gazes of all the Mechanical Consciousnesses observing the situation here instantly went vacant.
It was like a drop of crimson ink falling into a clear pond, slowly spreading out within their vision, as if an irresistible, twisted force was pulling the gazes of every single one of them towards that open book.
A bloody hue pervaded.
Their field of vision seemed instantly enveloped by a scarlet curtain of light.
Like a curse...
spreading through their sight.
"Don't look!!"
In the vast silence, accompanied by a tremendous roar, countless scarlet Information Streams burst from the body of the God of All Machines. The moment he was pulled to the ground by that twisted curse, roaring in agony, he used all his strength to sever the Hive's observation signal from this location.
But it was already too late.
The curse of death had already spread through sight!
Almost in that very instant, the lights on the screens of the mechanical swarms spread throughout the Cursed City abruptly dimmed. One Mechanical Unit after another stopped in place, falling into a state of consciousness disconnection.
Ding ding ding ding ding—
At this moment.
Dense, urgent warnings of consciousness depletion continuously sounded from the information terminals of the Hive.
On the monitoring panels for the Hive's internal virtual world, dense, blood-red "x" marks surfaced over the light points representing one Mechanical Consciousness after another.
That symbol represented annihilation, represented death, represented disappearance!
The blood-red "x" marks spread madly.
"Warning! Mechanical Consciousnesses under severe curse attack, large-scale disintegration! Current remaining consciousness count: 132,421!"
"Warning! Mechanical Consciousnesses under severe curse attack, large-scale disintegration! Current remaining consciousness count: 91,411!"
"Uncontrollable! Uncontrollable!"
Death!
Tens of thousands of mechanical units ceased functioning as their consciousnesses crumbled. The black inverted pyramid hovering high in the sky also rumbled as it began to descend. Countless fighters concealed within the black mist, having lost control, crashed heavily into various parts of the Cursed City.
Explosions rose and fell! Impacts sounded continuously!
All the flesh and blood creatures who had looked towards this place after being freed from the mental suppression also had their eyes streaming with blood at that moment. Under the chilling, annihilating aura of the curse-like power, they collapsed heavily to the ground.
It was like an extinction!
A feast of death!
And in the air far behind Lynn, Sir Aiwen stared blankly at the continuously falling fighters, at Lynn who knelt amidst the explosions, clutching that book, head raised, scarlet blood flooding his eye sockets, looking like a corpse.
Chaos throughout the entire city!
Cataclysm throughout the entire city!
And Lynn had also felt his own disintegration. The moment he opened the book, scarlet blood had already filled his eye sockets. Blood flowed down his cheeks, covering his entire body, spreading out in a gurgling pool on the ground around him.
System prompts continuously sounded in his ears, bearing witness to the deaths.
[Ding! You have slain a Mechanical Consciousness. You have gained 500 base experience!]
[Ding! You have obtained the special achievement: Hundred-Man Slayer!]
[Ding! You have obtained the stage achievement: Thousand-Man Slayer!]
[Ding! You have obtained the epic achievement: Ten-Thousand-Man Slayer!]
[Warning! Warning! You are being affected by the 'Direct Death Curse'! Warning!]
The system prompts came faster and faster, so fast that hundreds of prompts sounded in his ears every second.
But Lynn could no longer hear them.
His vitality was rapidly draining away.
His Will was also swiftly disintegrating.
His vision had long been occupied by the ever-deepening scarlet. Within that bloody curtain of light, he could only vaguely see that giant clutching its own head, constantly exploding with countless Information Streams, that God of All Machines roaring incessantly in agony.
A trace of relaxation appeared on Lynn's face.
So...
Even gods fear death, huh?
Lynn's vision slowly darkened. He lowered his head, two trails of blood flowing down his face, the red blood spreading across the ground around him, dyeing the entire earth crimson.
He died.
But in the very next moment, that system prompt suddenly rang in his ears.
[Your vitality has reached zero. The curse effect of the Substitute Death Doll has been triggered. Current remaining doll count: 2]
Buzz—
And in that very instant.
Lynn's corpse vanished amidst distortion. The pitch-black book he had been clutching in his arms fell heavily into the pool of blood. The blinding curtain of light emanating from the book also retracted into it the moment the book closed.
A cloth doll with eyes continuously streaming blood plopped down beside the book.
A maniacal, cruel smile was on its face, and then it exploded with a bang.
And the blood-stained book, the moment it closed, saw dense rust spots appear on its title page.
The curse of death also ceased its spread.
And in the very next moment.
On an empty patch of land several hundred meters away, Lynn's body abruptly materialized out of thin air. His consciousness regained clarity, and he instantly opened his pair of pitch-black eyes.
[Ding! Your Level has increased to 32!]
[Ding! Your Level has increased to 34!]
[Ding! Your Level has increased to 36!]
Accompanied by the continuously sounding system prompts in his ears, Lynn's Level directly skyrocketed to 36 amidst the massive amount of experience!
And the Constitution stat points gained from leveling up also allowed his body to recover rapidly.
"I deeply regret the sins I have committed."
Lynn's gaze looked deeply ahead, at the Mechanical Units' fighters continuously raining down from the sky. Propping himself up with the scarlet giant scythe, he stood up, panting.
"But I will not apologize."
"Nor will I repent."
Because when you want to kill others, you must be prepared to be killed in return.
Because everyone wants desperately to survive, even if trapped in this Dark World, they want to cling to life, gasping for breath.
And this was also the reason why he had regarded this book as his final trump card, reluctant to use it time and again. It wasn't just because it would cost him a life, but also because once this book appeared...
It would immediately become an indiscriminate extinction and massacre!