286 Dagone (2/2)

Perhaps King Arthur did not like Dagonet so he did not receive one. But what about the rest? Did Dagonet never go to battle because he could only fight like a rabid dog? What a joke! So there was only one possibility left.

Ye Qingxuan narrowed his eyes at the furiously charging Dagonet. He did not use the weapons because he could not. He was also the corpse of a Round Table Knight but was a completely different entity from the headless Percival. If Ye Qingxuan had to distinguish them…”It’s the difference of quality,” he murmured.

With a jolt, he climbed out of the dent in the wall. He pushed himself through the air, brushing past the rabid knight. Dagonet did the same trick and grasped at Ye Qingxuan with reversed limbs. However, the youth calmly raised his hand and aimed at Dagonet.

Electricity shot out from Indrah’s Eye. It jumped around him before pouring out from his hand. It was the Governor!

Boom! The two men in the air suddenly shot apart from the formless strength. Dagonet crashed onto the floor; Ye Qingxuan flew to the ceiling. He clung to a crack in the dome and hung in mid-air.

Getting rid of the static on his arms, he whistled. ”Sorry, it’s my first time using this function. I used too much power.” He had forcefully activated the repulsion rune on Governor. Indrah’s Eye strengthened it to the max. It was Dagonet’s fault for having so many nails on him! ”Sorry.”

The result was that the two had crashed strongly and bounced away. With one above and one below, they had dozens of meters between them. They stared at each other.

Strands of moonlight entangled between them. Ye Qingxuan observed that the aether reactions within Dagonet had now shot up to more than one-hundred. His body swelled again, practically breaking the glamorous and majestic armor.

”More than one hundred aether reactions?” Ye Qingxuan narrowed his eyes under the creaks of metal. ”Let me see, what…is hidden in your armor?” He suddenly dropped from the sky. His eyes were determined.

Dagonet roared and hoisted up his sword. The blade that had been stuck in the ground split the tiles with inhuman strength. The sparks burned red-hot. An aggressive arc sliced through the air.

Unfortunately, it was too early. He was a second too early and his actions too sudden. The incoordination made him stumble and almost fall onto his back. The almost-tangible malice in Ye Qingxuan’s eyes disappeared, replaced by a cool calm. The hot-bloodedness seemed to have been…a hallucination. This was the technique that School of Mind musicians loved—hints.

A formless and colorless river flowed along the moonlight’s path. Ye Qingxuan continued planting contradicting hints into the armor. A regular person would understand what was happening and come over to kill him.

However, Dagonet grew more and more confused. He twisted as if his limbs were following different commands. It looked like he was about to drown. Convulsing, he tried to strangle Ye Qingxuan, who easily read his intentions and dodged.

”I see. You aren’t controlling hundreds of aether reactions in your body.” Understanding flashed past Ye Qingxuan’s eyes. ”Or better yet, they’re controlling your corpse!”

Dagonet roared and lifted the sword. Grabbing the blade, he slammed it down like a hammer. However, it was useless. Ye Qingxuan moved nimbly as if he was stepping on the tips of swords. He continuously dodged Dagonet’s attacks, floating past like a ghostly shadow. He approached Dagonet, brushing shoulders with death untouched.

Dagonet reached out to crush his throat but Ye Qingxuan flashed past. He stepped forward and somehow squeezed into the steel giant’s lap. Raising his palm, he pressed down on the crack that split Dagonet’s chest.

The Sigh!

Boom! With a thud, Dagonet’s body shook. He stopped abruptly. The already-damaged armor had been weathered by time and now shattered from the hundreds of thousands of vibrations. A crack snaked from Dagonet’s chest to his helmet. It split abruptly with a giant crack.

Under the crack was a withered corpse. Layers of foul yellow liquid wrapped around the corpse. The liquid moved up and down like a living thing, nourishing his veins and muscles, allowing the withered corpse to look as plump as before. In fact, black scales had appeared, making him stronger than before.

Once the liquid saw light, they began bubbling and wailing. The aether waves that the moonlight read were even more chaotic. There were thousands of reactions now.

”As expected, parasitic shapeshifters,” Ye Qingxuan murmured with his eyes narrowed. ”You’ve really found a good house.”

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This entire time, Dagonet had been manipulated by these strange creatures. Just as Ye Qingxuan had thought, Dagonet had not become part of Avalon’s Shadow as Percival had. Dagonet had died long ago, the day he wore this armor. However, demons began to live in his corpse, which was why he had turned into this terrifying state.

Parasitic shapeshifters were a rare type of parasitic demons. Rather than demons, it was more accurate to call them parasitic insects. Their larvae were usually laid on the corpses of flying insects or birds. They would then manipulate the corpse into a trap to find a more comfortable bed for themselves.

After they entered a beast’s stomach, they would start infesting and assimilating into the organs and blood. In the end, they would reside in the host’s brain, replace it, and begin reproducing until another cycle began.

However, Ye Qingxuan had never heard of this many parasites born in a single body at once. There were probably millions of them. The aetheric reactions were probably the ripples created when they absorbed aether to strengthen their host. However, in order to support and strengthen so many parasites…how inhumanly strong had Dagonet been?

With Ye Qingxuan’s physical fitness, he would probably only be able to support seven or eight parasites at most. Yet Dagonet had bred so many demons. Even with a giant’s lineage, he was still one of the strongest.

He was close to killing Ye Qingxuan instantly with only his corpse’s reflexes stimulated by the demons and pure muscular strength. Ye Qingxuan would argue with anyone who said he was a useless member of the Round Table! If he was useless, then were the other knights actual angels?

However, how unlikeable was he to not be given the opportunity to fight, even with this power? The youth complained to himself silently. And then a strange neigh sounded.