Chapter 90: You Are Too Easy

Alcohol felt the power in her body draining away rapidly, and in a short while, she was so weak that she could barely stand.

But she had to hold on.

She was a crucial step in the plan, and it was not yet time for her to rest.

Alcohol persisted, constantly converting the power in her body into irritating gas, which then quickly dispersed outward.

The last man within her line of sight also fell; he was a very muscular man. If she had met him normally, he would have certainly sparked a little interest in her and become a candidate for a one-night stand.

Alcohol held on for a while longer, and when she felt she was about to collapse, she finally stopped driving the Power of Life. Then, she did not dare to sit down, even though she wished she could just lie down directly.

She maintained her posture, standing and waiting, waiting for the Tier 9 Demon General who might or might not appear.

Because she did not know if she could bring down the Tier 9 Demon General; she had never tried, and she had only just learned about the ranking of Demon Generals.

For a long while, there was no movement.

Then she saw Little Huo, who was hiding behind the stairs, reach out with his phone and wave it, signaling that he had already sent a message to Little An.

After Little An in the private room received Little Huo’s message, she put on the prepared latex Mask, turning into a mature, cold new face.

She walked out of the private room, taking out a Fungal Demon Primordial Body from her body as she walked.

As the Primordial Power of Life was driven, a red mist thread quickly extended from the Protoplast, shooting out rapidly, crossing the long corridor, flying through the spiraling stairs, drilling through gaps, and reaching behind the bar.

The eyes of both Alcohol and Little Huo followed it.

The Demon General was there!

At this moment, a mature woman’s figure stood up from behind the bar.

She emitted a dense red mist, with many red mist threads extending outward from her body, but they were just swinging in the void. Only the thread extended by the Protoplast controlled by Little An almost connected with one of them.

But it was still just almost.

This scene was incredibly exciting!

Alcohol was very happy, and Little Huo was simply thrilled!

Little An, who walked over, put away the Protoplast and looked at the lone Tier 9 Demon General, feeling very good too.

Their plan had succeeded, it really succeeded!

What was so great about Fungal Demon cells? Could they pass through walls?

From their past observations, the red mist threads did not directly pass through walls; they always went around through various gaps to make connections.

So, if Little Huo, with his now much stronger power, sealed all the doors, windows, and ventilation pipe holes, what would happen? Would the Demon General be unable to connect with the Parasite, and thus not get an endless supply of power? At the same time, it would effectively block the Parasite from helping, giving them enough time to dispel the Demon General?

Now, the facts proved that their key assumption was valid!

“Huang Tribe, you are the Huang Tribe, aren’t you?” The Female Demon General twisted her neck, finding the skirt wrapped around her legs in the way, and directly tore off a piece. Her gaze shifted back and forth among Alcohol, Little An, and Little Huo.

Little An took out a device, pressed it against her neck, and spoke: “Does your Hong Tribe have anything to say?”

“…” The Female Demon General suddenly fell silent, and just as it made people feel something was wrong, she suddenly roared: “You are not of my Tribe!”

She turned around abruptly, pushed with both palms, and instantly knocked over the entire row of stone tables. Before they could fall over, she lifted them from the bottom, and suddenly the whole row of stone tables flew into the air. Various wine bottles and glasses fell down one after another, smashing to the ground with continuous crackling sounds.

The Female Demon General, looking fierce, held up the flying stone tables, pushed hard, and instantly sent the ten-meter-long stone tables flying through the air to smash toward Little An!

Not to mention how huge the impact force was, just the howling sound alone was terrifying!

Little An could not afford to feel regret; she had originally hoped to get some information through communication, but she was exposed as soon as she answered.

Facing the stone tables flying toward her, she calmly stepped forward, preparing to use a clever force to push them aside, when she suddenly heard Alcohol cry out in warning: “Gun!”

Little An immediately changed from advancing to retreating, directly using a table as a barrier. While retreating quickly, she ducked and rolled over two bar tables, hiding behind a pillar.

A series of gunshots rang out in the hall. The Female Demon General, holding a Type 95 rifle, fired wildly at the stone tables until they hit the ground and smashed to pieces. When she did not find her target, she fired sweeping shots at suspicious places around her based on guesswork, and finally fired a crazy burst at the spot behind the stairs where Little Huo was hiding.

Alcohol was the first to notice something was wrong, and then she leaped and rolled to the side of the stage. The Female Demon General’s position could not hit there at all, so she did not waste bullets.

When all the bullets in the drum were empty, the Female Demon General stayed alert to the situation while reloading, and the expression on her face seemed a bit… nervous. Her voice was very excited, filled with anger and hatred.

“You damn Devourers! Get out! This planet does not need damn Devourers to exist! It does not! My Tribe will definitely kill all of you!” The Female Demon General, having replaced the drum, moved forward cautiously, firing test shots mixed with intimidation along the way.

Her first target was Little Huo, who was originally on the stairs, because his position was hard to move away from and he was the easiest to catch.

Little Huo stood against the wall; he had no hope of going up the stairs, nor the courage. Compared to taking risks, he preferred a safer method—fire-red Power of Life mist quickly overflowed from his body, turning into clusters of different shapes, moving rapidly along the wall.

Many wall surfaces suddenly melted, pouring down from above the Female Demon General’s head, flowing down the nearby walls with a crash to the ground, and gathering from all directions.

The Female Demon General hurriedly leaped away, not expecting to dodge it all, and it was impossible to dodge it completely.

She leaped directly to the place where Little Huo was most likely hiding, so the falling solution quickly solidified in patches, large and small, on her hair, body, arms, and legs—one of her hands could not move, her hair was stuck to her scalp, and it also welded one of her eyes and part of her forehead together!

She still ran recklessly, so a piece of flesh was brutally torn from her calf muscles where they had solidified and connected, a large piece of skin was torn off her neck, and a piece of skin was torn off her arm.

The Female Demon General roared, holding her gun, and fired continuously at the expected hiding spots behind the wall before she even landed.

Little Huo was still there, but there was an extra wall in front of him, cast from the melted walls of the side and the ceiling, and this wall became his shield.

Bullets hit the wall continuously, but not a single one could penetrate.

After landing, the Female Demon General quickly went around the wall, but before her gun muzzle could aim at Little Huo, she saw him waiting for her, with his hand raised, pointing at her back.

Then, the Female Demon General noticed the sound of wind behind her.

But before she could turn around, her whole body was knocked sideways by the largest piece of the cracked stone table she had just thrown out.

Thus, the gun muzzle had no chance to aim at Little Huo.

The fire-red red mist covered the stone table on her body.

The stone table melted together in an instant, turning into liquid, covering her, and then quickly solidifying.

Thus, the Female Demon General, maintaining a half-crouching, half-kneeling posture with one hand on the ground and holding the gun trying to stand up, was directly encased in the stone!

When Little An walked over, the fire-red mist on her body had already turned into the blood-red of the Primordial Power of Life. She held the device, pressed it against her neck, and asked Little Huo: “You had a chance to jump to the second floor just now, why did you stay standing?”

Little Huo slowly took out his device, changed his voice, and replied: “My body is weak and powerless, I couldn’t jump.”

Little An suddenly understood and laughed.

Yes, Little Huo had used the Power of Life to modify all the doors and windows in the entire bar. Such a massive project consumed even more than Alcohol’s consumption, and finally melting the stone table was achieved after her Primordial Power of Life was transformed into Little Huo’s power.

Little An raised her hand to signal Little Huo to rest. Over there, Alcohol walked over weakly, and seeing the Female Demon General wrapped in stone, she said uncertainly: “She won’t jump out of the stone again, will she?”

“Not necessarily.” Little An finally found a spot with a signal, stood on a table, and held up her phone to keep the signal. She sent a message to Canyue, giving a brief explanation. She was afraid that Chen Fengshi would come to help without knowing the situation, so she specifically instructed him not to worry about them.

Little Huo and Alcohol casually found some drinkers and drove the Power of Life to absorb Fungal Demon cells to replenish their energy. However, they suffered because the efficiency was far less exaggerated than the Golden Power of Life; after absorbing for a minute, they only felt a little bit better.

Looking at the petrified Female Demon General, Little Huo felt quite unbearable. If she was not released, the Demon General inside would be dealt with, but what about the woman who was parasitized? He did not want to kill, but Alcohol felt it was best to kill the Tier 9 Demon General, otherwise she would be utilized by other Fungal Demons.

Little An did not support Alcohol’s idea, but she also believed that the expelled Tier 9 Sub-general needed to be closely monitored to keep track of her whereabouts and ensure she would not become a secondary obstacle.

So, Little Huo said nothing; he knew Little An would not let the Female Demon General die in the stone. It was just a matter of timing, waiting for the most suitable moment to release her.

But—Little Huo found his worry was unnecessary.

Because the stone shattered!

Yes, it shattered.

All the stone on the Female Demon General’s body shattered, and she stood straight up.

Blood flowed out from all the cracks where the stone broke.

The stone had originally been ‘welded’ together with the Female Demon General’s body; tearing it apart so forcefully would definitely cause her clothes and skin to tear along with it, otherwise she could not possibly move.

At this moment, the Female Demon General in front of them looked like a blood-stone monster covered in thick stone flakes, with blood oozing from all over her body.

The gun was still in the Female Demon General’s hand; the gun was also petrified, connected to her hand.

She had no intention of separating them, and it was probably not convenient to separate them either.

After the Female Demon General stood up, she said nothing, probably could not speak, and directly swung the petrified gun, smashing it toward Little An, who was the closest!

Monster—this was the only thought in the minds of Alcohol and Little Huo at this moment.

They could not imagine how strong this Female Demon General’s power really was, that she could actually break free from the stone?

Little An reacted very quickly. While quickly retreating to dodge, she instantly transformed into Little Huo’s Power of Life, melting a patch of ground in front of the Female Demon General’s feet, and when she stepped into it off guard, it immediately solidified.

Seeing that the Female Demon General’s foot was entirely solidified by the melted ground, her other foot also followed into the melted ground.

Little Huo and Alcohol both breathed a sigh of relief, impressed by Little An’s reaction.

But before they could finish exhaling, they saw the Female Demon General forcefully pull out both of her feet, bringing two chunks of concrete with her!

‘Damn…’

At this moment, Little Huo and Alcohol shouted the same words in their hearts… such exaggerated power, they truly did not understand it!