Chapter 1454
Tom: Hey, let's blast!
How come the other side is so powerful? Something's not right!
It felt one parasite after another losing contact—some were blown to pieces, some were torn to shreds by the dog, and others were disintegrated by the blows of the burly men's sticks. The death of each parasite felt like a knife cutting into its own flesh, the pain causing its core to convulse.
Oh no! My parasite!
Magnia suddenly realized a more serious problem—these parasites were not just its clones, but also its energy reserves. Each parasite continuously absorbed energy from its host and then transported it back to its core. But if a parasite was killed, all that energy would be wasted. Not only that, it would also have to consume additional energy to maintain the life activities of the other parasites.
Don't waste energy instead of absorbing it all!
Thinking of this, Magnia controlled the parasite to run back.
It gave the signal to retreat; the sharp sound waves echoed through the mist like some ancient horn. All the parasites trembled simultaneously, and then—
The next moment, countless villagers began to flee.
That was truly a case of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea.
An old man was controlled by a parasite, his legs thrashing about like wheels of fire. But because the parasite's control was not very coordinated, he ran with his arms and legs moving in unison, his left arm and left leg swinging together, and his right arm and right leg swinging together, like a wind-up mechanical crab, rushing sideways into the roadside bushes.
A woman clutched her head as the parasite writhed wildly on her neck, trying to burrow into the ground—but humans don't burrow, so she lay flat on the ground, wriggling like an earthworm, shouting, "Make way, make way, I want to go home," before crashing headfirst into a telephone pole.
A young man was simultaneously controlled by three parasites. The three parasites disagreed, one wanted to go left, one wanted to go right, and one wanted to go backward. So the young man started spinning in place, faster and faster, until finally he flew out like a spinning top and crashed precisely into the well at the village entrance.
There was also a fat man, whose physical abilities the parasite had clearly overestimated, and it commanded him to climb over the wall. The fat man took a five-meter running start, then crashed into the wall with a "bang," bounced back, and landed right on top of another parasite that was chasing after him. The two villagers controlled by the parasites piled up like a human pyramid, rolling around in the mud.
"Help! I'm out of control!"
"My legs! My legs have their own ideas!"
"Don't bump into me! You go left, I'll go right! Ouch!"
The scene was so chaotic that it defied description.
Cui Ming stood there, holding his riot baton, watching the group of villagers controlled by the parasites, fleeing in all sorts of bizarre ways. His lips twitched.
Spike sat beside him, his tongue lolling out, his eyes wide and round like saucers: "Boss... what are these guys... doing?"
"Retreat." Cui Ming slung the riot baton over his shoulder, his voice flat. "Magnia is scared."
"Scared?" Spike grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth. "I haven't had enough yet!"
In the fog, the villagers fled in all sorts of unbelievable ways—some crawled, some rolled, some spun around, and some ran backwards. The parasites desperately tried to control their hosts and escape back to the core, but the human body was clearly not designed for such an emergency retreat.
Magnia roared madly underground, her core writhing in pain as if it were about to split open.
"Come back! All of you, come back here!"
"You bunch of useless trash! Run in a straight line! Run in a straight line!"
"Don't crash into the wall! Don't crash into the tree! Don't crash into the telephone pole!"
"Ouch! My energy! My parasite!"
Its wails echoed underground, but no parasite listened to them.
After all, those parasites are in pain now too—beaten by riot batons, bitten by Spike, and shaken by Trevor. They just want to escape back to the core, back to that warm, safe underground cave.
As for those hosts?
The eight immortals cross the sea, each showing their magical powers.
There were all sorts of people who could run away. Cui Ming looked at this scene, shook his head, took out a protein bar from his pocket, and slowly chewed it.
"The riot police," he mumbled. "Chase them, but don't chase them too far. Bring them back and deal with them in one place."
"Yes!"
The burly Russian man brandished his baton and, leading his gang of violent men, chased after the fleeing villagers like sheep.
In the fog, the roars of the rioters and the screams of the villagers mingled once again.
"Stop! Don't run!"
"I didn't run! My legs ran on their own!"
"Then let my stick have a go with your legs!"
boom! boom! boom!
The dull thud of sticks striking flesh, the splattering sound of parasites being thrown back, and Magnia's unheard wails from underground blended into an absurd symphony.
Magnia felt...
No! I have to go! Damn it! Something's wrong here!!! Something's really wrong!
It writhed frantically underground, its purple core resembling a heart about to explode. The parasites were losing contact at a visible rate, some being knocked away with sticks, others torn apart by dogs, and some even spinning themselves into a daze. If they didn't leave soon, their cores would be ripped out and used as light bulbs.
Unfortunately, Magnia's biggest mistake was exposing herself.
In order to control the parasite, it had to release its core energy. The purple light on the ground was like a neon sign, flashing as if afraid that others would not see it.
Tom and Jerry have found it now!
The two squatted by the edge of the meteorite crater, craning their necks to peer down. Tom, his back arched, his blue-gray tail held straight up, his eyes wide open, pointed his paw at the glowing purple meteorite in the crater, his face showing an expression of "What a new toy!" Jerry squatted beside him, his little paws supporting his chin, his eyes darting around, then patted Tom's leg and pointed to his pocket.
Tom tilted his head and pulled a bunch of firecrackers out of his pocket.
Red ones, green ones, and a few with skulls painted on them. These firecrackers looked small, no different from ordinary firecrackers, but Tom and Jerry exchanged a glance and simultaneously revealed that mischievous smile.
Should we fry it?
Tom looked at Jerry, and Jerry nodded.
Bomb it!
The two then threw a bunch of firecrackers into the crater where Magnia was located.
Magnia paused for a moment, then extended several tentacles from its core surface and cautiously touched the small, round things.
What's this?
tiny...
boom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Never underestimate a comedic character...
These two firecrackers look small...
Actually, its power is even more terrifying than a nuclear bomb!
But this thing still has a controllable explosion range!!!
The entire crater was instantly engulfed by a mushroom cloud, but strangely, the flames from the explosion were confined to the crater itself, not even igniting a single blade of grass on the edge. The purple energy core was blasted three meters into the air, spinning wildly like a kicked purple soccer ball.
Magnia was completely stunned by the explosion.
Countless cracks appeared on its core surface, and purple liquid gushed out from the cracks, spraying all over the ground like a fountain. Only two tentacles remained after being blown apart, still waving helplessly in the air. It wanted to speak, but the core was too damaged, and it could only emit a "beep beep pop" sound of electricity.
"Beep...pop..." (End of Chapter)