HBWnovel Chapter 461 461: Arrival
Chapter 461 461: Arrival
Tap, tap, tap...
The footsteps gradually faded away. Only then did Yang Wanhua have the spare energy to rise from the ground.
She supported her lower body, adhering it to the incision on her upper body. On the cross-sections of the two smooth wounds, strands of black ribbons connected like lingering lotus roots, fusing the two halves of her body back into one.
After a long while, the body repair was complete. She stood up and looked around... watching the viruses that had been cleared out once again.
"...Muscle woman," she gritted her teeth.
Clap, clap!
After two claps, viruses descended upon the Core once more.
The larval viruses crawled on the ground like crying infants... then, the viruses accelerated their growth, their bodies gradually becoming massive. Before long, dozens of Complete Form viruses emitted silent howls.
"Tsk!"
The black-haired girl clicked her tongue, her face ghastly pale.
The Game World could only support this many Complete Form viruses. Otherwise, whether it was Crazy Mita or Core Mita, they would have been drowned by her human wave tactics in a single encounter...
"But, it makes no difference."
As long as her consciousness existed, no matter how many times the viruses in the Core were cleared, she could safely summon the little guys again.
Then...
Yang Wanhua turned her head, looking at the exit of the Core. She then glanced back, gazing at the Core Mainbrain protected by the pale Blue Membrane.
"Let's split them up, shall we?"
She divided the current viruses into two halves.
One half would go and kill all the Mitas they could find. That way, when Alain arrived later, she would be able to see his lovely expression. Of course, Wanhua considered herself a pragmatic woman. So the remaining half would stay in the Core to continue attacking the Blue Membrane...
Perfect!
The girl gathered her thoughts, ready to make a big move. The viruses let out silent howls, separating into two batches. And one of those batches squirmed rapidly toward the exit of the Core...
Rumble—
But at this moment, a sudden, earth-shattering noise shook the entire Core.
Yang Wanhua held onto a nearby pillar to resist the staggering of her human body...
"What is that sound?" She looked up curiously, faintly realizing that the source of the vibration shouldn't be on the same plane as her...
But rather, the canopy of the Core.
She narrowed her eyes, observing the Core's canopy closely... only to discover a small crack opening at the edge of the sky.
"Could it be that the Game World can't withstand the cartridge-ization and produced some bug?"
For now, that was the only possibility she could come up with.
But in the next second, Yang Wanhua abruptly noticed that the small crack in the Core's canopy seemed to be tearing open wider and wider.
Riiiip—
She seemed to hear such a sound. The orientation of the crack grew larger, until it circled the entire canopy in a huge loop, finally converging...
Her pupils constricted slightly, and her eyes widened... staring blankly upward at that incredible scene.
It was like the lid of a jar being uncovered.
The shattered canopy of the Core became a lid at this moment... lifted up by an invisible hand. Between the cracks lay a vast, boundless darkness... and within that darkness, a massive figure.
"What the hell is that?"
That thing had indigo hair, excessively pale skin, and was wearing a medieval-style white dress.
Undoubtedly, it was a Mita. Moreover, it was a Mita who had caused her some trouble before.
Ugly Mita.
The colossal Ugly Mita lifted the "lid" of the Core, looking down at the tiny Wanhua inside with eyes like one watching a hamster in a small box.
Ugly Mita casually tossed the Core's canopy into the boundless darkness. She raised her hand—
In her hand was a pitch-black energy body that looked very ominous.
"Oh no—"
Before Yang Wanhua could issue a command to the viruses, Ugly Mita took the initiative to throw that unstable black energy body into the Core.
Boom—!
It was as if gas had been detonated in a sealed room; wave after wave of explosions rose and fell throughout the entire Core.
Surging streams of black energy acted like tidal waves, constantly swallowing everything inside. The Core, instruments, viruses, Yang Wanhua... any object or electronic organism was included in the destruction.
Pitch-black flames shot up into the sky from the roofless Core, and in an instant, the fire extinguished and the smoke vanished.
"Cough, cough cough..." Wanhua coughed twice, watching her corroded skin gradually healing...
"What a lunatic! Did she not consider the Core?!" Wanhua turned her head, only to suddenly discover—the Core Mainbrain, under the protection of the Blue Membrane, was safe and sound.
She understood Ugly Mita's intention: Since the Mainbrain was protected by the Blue Membrane, she could let loose and wreak havoc in the Core...
Is this a thought a Mita should have?!
"What an evil fellow!"
Looking at the patches of black mist around her that had not yet dissipated. Undoubtedly, these were the byproducts of the explosion Ugly Mita had just triggered.
She glanced at the nearest virus within visibility range. A spider monster had already been annihilated in the explosion just now... the condition of the other viruses was probably not good either.
The small viruses were all annihilated, and the large viruses were heavily damaged.
"Troublesome."
Wanhua clapped her hands twice, Clap, clap.
She raised her head, looking at Ugly Mita who was still eyeing her covetously.
No matter how many times you destroy the viruses, they are always endless.
"Victory, the Core, Alain, and even you all, will eventually be my possessions."
Swish—
One larval virus appeared after another. Crying out for food, they were about to grow savagely—
But just then, the sound of footsteps echoed through the black mist. Light, yet resonant, seeming to have absolutely no intention of hiding themselves.
Squelch!
In the black mist surrounding Wanhua, there was the sound of flesh being penetrated.
Squelch, squelch, squelch! Squelch!
The sounds rose and fell, ringing out constantly...
Splash!
A streak of garbled code splashed to the black-haired girl's feet. Her brows furrowed slightly as she pushed aside the black mist and walked forward...
"?!"
In a corner of the black mist, a Failed Works was slaughtering a heavily injured large virus.
"Crazy Mita came back?" The moment she reached this conclusion, she immediately denied it.
This Failed Works... was completely different from Crazy Mita. From its body, Wanhua did not feel that sense of familiarity.
On the contrary, the Failed Works turned its head, casting a strange look at the girl...
Inside the black mist, two more figures faintly appeared. Also Failed Works.
Just like that, three Failed Works stared at her with pairs of scarlet eyes, fixing their gaze dead on her.
It seemed the goal of this group of Failed Works was simply to finish off the heavily injured large viruses. In that case, she only needed to summon the small viruses she just called out to pin them down.
It would only take 30 seconds for all the small viruses to grow into large viruses. That way, added to the infinite number of viruses...
No matter how many Failed Works there were, it would be of no avail!
After two claps, what drifted over was the fast and sharp clack-clack sound of footsteps.
Wanhua glanced back, just as she guessed—it was a Man-Headed Spider. Although this native product of the Game World didn't have high combat power itself, its advantage was that it didn't occupy her virus quota.
Besides... isn't it interesting to use the Game World's power to harm the game?
Just as Wanhua was thinking this, the Man-Headed Spider had already pounced.
Squelch—
It bit through the muscle tissue of Wanhua's shoulder...
"Eh?" She hadn't reacted yet, staring blankly sideways at her shoulder which was missing a chunk...
Dark red blood stained her pure white dress. Within the clearly visible muscle fibers were seeping blood and ghastly white bone.
A frantic sensation of pain soaked through her nerves.
Crunch, crunch, crunch...
And that Man-Headed Spider, which should have been summoned by her, was chewing...
Chewing on her flesh and blood?
"What is going on?!"
The black-haired girl quickly retreated two steps, clutching her shoulder. Strands of black filament appeared at the wound, beginning a rapid repair.
What is going on, what is going on... what is going on?
Failed Works? Man-Headed Spiders? Aren't these all controlled by her viruses?
"!"
Wait a minute...
Mid-retreat, Wanhua narrowed her eyes to check those uncontrolled fellows... Sure enough, she couldn't sense a shred of the virus aura on them.
In other words...
"Reinforcements that came to the Core midway?" Wanhua thought for a moment, pondering that she really should temporarily slow down the offensive and wait until the large viruses made progress—
Thud.
Her head fell to the ground.
The black-haired girl stared blankly at her body still standing in place. The cross-section of the neck was not only spraying blood... but a tachi was resting on one side of the blood spray.
Tap tap tap...
She emerged from the black mist, her expression icy, looking at Wanhua like she was looking at a dying person.
Indigo hair, wearing glasses, dressed differently from other Mitas...
Is this that Version 1.0F Mita?
Why is she here?!
"...!" Wanhua's gaze drifted, and a Black Sphere standing nearby floated over quickly, blocking in front of Mila.
"Do you have any sense of fairness? Is this kind of damage calculation meant for a Saber character to deal out?!"
The maiden wielding the tachi seemed unskilled in dealing with this type of defensive virus and was stalled.
Meanwhile, Wanhua's body, standing dumbly in place, was controlled by a thread to pick up the head on the ground. The head and neck merged, threads constructed, and regeneration was complete.
"First, put some distance..." Yang Wanhua visually estimated the position of the Core and quickly found her sense of direction, running toward the determined path.
Bam!
Having traveled only a short distance of two or three meters, a sudden punch pierced through the black mist...
And punched through her chest.
"Is there no end to this?!"
Wanhua's pupils showed a hint of anger as she stared at the source of the fist...
Whoosh—
The mist faded, and a dashing maiden with a high ponytail arrived before her.
"You are Yang Wanhua?" That Mita looked blankly at her upper and lower body.
In an instant, scorching flames of hatred erupted from her body—
"It was you... who nearly killed Cute Mita and made the Mitas suffer so much?"
"Too much talking makes it easy to capsize!" Wanhua suppressed the chaotic feeling in her head and smiled faintly.
Tentacles instantly floated out from the large hole punched through her chest. Amidst Cool Mita's cry of shock, they wrapped around her limbs, then threw her toward the side of the mist at top speed.
Bang!
It sounded like she hit something.
"Eh? Cool Mita? Why are you here? perfect timing! Hurry up and help me knock out this Black Sphere!" It was the voice of the 1.0F Mita.
"Ow... my head is spinning!" And Cool Mita's confusion.
Zzt...
Wanhua clutched her chest. Once the large hole punched through her chest had finished healing, she looked to the side...
She could already see the definitive radiance of the Mainbrain's pale blue light membrane!
Just earlier, she had roughly noted the positions of those large viruses. As long as she used the Mainbrain's light membrane as a coordinate calibration, she could precisely manipulate the viruses to launch a counterattack against these invaders!
That way, victory—would still be hers!
The girl ran toward the blue light of the Core. During her run, she frequently looked around, guarding against possible surprise attacks...
But unexpectedly, it was too peaceful.
Aside from the vague sounds of fighting coming from behind, and the massive bodies of viruses dying one after another...
Wanhua felt that her side was simply too quiet. It was as if something was brewing.
Sure enough—just as her nerves were pulled taut, a flying fist assaulted her face.
The girl could clearly see the brownish-yellow wooden surface of the fist, as well as the clearly visible joints.
Without a doubt, it was a Failed Works.
But Wanhua was obviously prepared.
She tilted her head slightly, her hair splashing like water—pattering against the Failed Works' fist. The soft black hair became incomparably tough in an instant, wrapping around the fist loop after loop.
She swept her hair sideways, instantly erupting with monstrous strength, dragging the Failed Works and smashing it into the black mist.
"Safe—"
Just when she wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, another punch hit her right in the abdomen...
Bam!
For a moment, an intense sensation of blockage surged into her chest cavity. The monstrous force carried Wanhua flying toward the other side of the black mist.
Thud. With a heavy sound, she smashed onto the ground.
"Cough, cough cough!"
She coughed up a streak of black garbled code and rubbed her lower abdomen... clearly, a large area there had already caved in.
Thump, thump, thump...
The dull footsteps belonging to Failed Works echoed in front of her, slowly walking closer to her.
Judging from the number and complexity of the steps... there should be three Failed Works. They stopped in an instant, remaining at a safe distance of five meters from her.
"That's really terrible... actually hitting me here." Wanhua smiled as she rubbed her lower abdomen, wiping the garbled code from the corner of her mouth. "If I can't have children with Alain in the future... that would be terrible."
"I will not have children with you."
An unexpected tone of voice drifted from behind the Failed Works.
"?!"
Yang Wanhua was very familiar with this voice... extremely familiar. It was simply the voice she yearned for day and night!
That, that is...
Ignoring even her wounds, she looked toward the rear of that group of Failed Works.
As that voice spoke, the two Failed Works slowly stepped aside, revealing the black mist behind them.
Inside the black mist, a human-shaped shadow emerged.
Shoulders with sharp angles, dressed in simple attire, holding a greatsword in hand...
Step!
He walked out of the mist. Head held high, he looked down at her with indifference and arrogance.
For a moment, Yang Wanhua was stunned. She didn't even care about the repair of her lower abdomen, staring foolishly as she murmured that name...
"Alain..."
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