Chapter 245 Brothers 9
The owner of the footsteps soon turned the corner and entered the range of light lit up by the lamp.
"Jesus Christ... What is that?" With the dim light, Feng Bujue saw an extremely disgusting monster. The lower body of the monster was similar to human, and there was a cloth blocking the view of the crotch. The exposed legs though were bloodied and gory. There was iron branded into its legs like horseshoes. A circle of metal was embedded into the feet, and the pain was unbearable just from the sight. The upper half of the monster was even more curious. Its body was covered in tongues, from the front of its chest to the underarms, and every one of them was wiggling...
Its head was covered by a metal mask, shrouding its head to its chin. There was no hole for breathing or for the eyes. Two muscular arms hung by its side. It had no palm or fingers, and instead, a bone grew out from the wrist. They were as big as tusks. Feng Bujue instantly activated the Bell of Jin Gang at the monster. If this thing was an NPC, then function one would activate; if it was a monster, then function two would activate. In any case, he would find out more from the menu.
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Name: Arthur’s Servant
Race: Synthetic Creature
Level: 26
Height: 190 cm
Weight: 120 kg
Fighting Style: Close and medium range physical attacks.
Weakness: Lacks sight and hearing. It can only use the tongues on its body to search for the target. The tongues themselves are rather weak.
Skill: Bone Bash, Head Bash, Tongue Bind
Danger Level: Medium
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"Hmm... There is no list of related missions, events, or identity... so it’s a monster..." Feng Bujue read through the information and retreated behind the door. He closed it and locked it.
When he was thinking, the monster arrived at the stairs heading up. Strangely, the meat wall was still there, and it had not changed.
"Hey... How did you guys get out then? Earlier, the footsteps came from here..." Feng Bujue was about to mock when... the synthetic creature with the body stuck to its chest slowly moved into the staircase.
It ’squeezed’ into the meat wall just like that. Just like how one might squeeze their hand into a vat of dates or something dense, it squeezed and squeezed and pushed through...
The meat wall seemed to come up and melt around the frame of the synthetic creature. There was no gap, and it allowed itself to mold according to the creature’s movement. After the creature passed, it changed back into a perfect wall.
"So, this is how you go through it..." Feng Bujue regretted only poking at it with his fingers earlier. "No wait... Then how come this strange event was triggered after I found the three keys?"
He slapped his head. "Oh! The scene was probably to give me hint or to show me... how to pass through the wall."
Feng Bujue took a deep breath, showed Goblin’s Mask, took quick strides, and squeezed himself into the wall. But he... pushed for a long time, and the wall did not change. Occasionally, blood would squirt out from the gap between the flesh, and it drenched his body.
The system also kept saying, "A wall formed by a curse. It looks to be made up of dead carcasses."
"What is the meaning of this?" Feng Bujue grumbled. "A monster can pass through but I can’t? A monk can touch but I can’t?"
In his anger, he misquoted the character from ’The True Story of Ah Q’.
"F*ck you, when a tiger does not get mad, you think I’m Hello Kitty..."
He raised the wrench and activated Kyaaa! at the meat wall.
Who knew when the meat wall suffered a high power attack, a layer of magic circle would appear on its surface? Feng Bujue’s skill landed on the invisible force field, and a part of it even bounced back. He was launched backward, and his body slammed into the corridor wall. His Life Points dropped ten percent, and he wasted many Stamina Points.
"Fine... You win..." Feng Bujue extended his finger and told the wall like a man dropping some parting words after losing a fight, "Wait for me. I’ll be back to get you."
Of course, even without that threat, the wall was not going to go anywhere.
After being knocked back, Feng Bujue had vented his grievances, and inspiration came. He returned to the toilet and examined the corner of the room. Finally, his eyes zoomed in on the wall.
When the earlier more voracious monster killed the other monster, it left two puncture holes in the wall.