Chapter 764: Even the Support Types Are Monsters

Mersha glanced toward Arden’s battlefield and watched the [Hemlock Devouring Lotus] drain Camris dry.

Her eyes immediately sparkled. "Hm? To think Senior Brother even used that seed

She pushed up her glasses, staring at the dark-purple lotus with obvious interest. "But looking at it now, it’s really quite good. An instant-blooming lotus that absorbs almost everything..."

Her grin slowly widened. "And now that it has absorbed so much blood energy... interesting. What kind of potion should I make with it later?"

Haran, who was still smoking beneath his bone armor, immediately froze.

This crazy girl was ignoring him.

Even while fighting him, she was staring at someone else’s plant and thinking about making potions.

His expression twisted in humiliation as his enormous claws clenched tightly. "Hey! Little girl! Are you looking down on me?!"

Mersha finally turned back toward him and let out a soft sigh. "Not really. It’s just... you’re not that interesting anymore. So let’s finish this fast, okay?"

Haran’s eyes widened in anger, convinced that the crazy little girl was seriously underestimating him.

However, without waiting for his response, Mersha reached into her spatial ring and pulled out several small bottles filled with liquids of different colors.

She quickly drank them all.

The next moment, strange poison marks crawled across Mersha’s arms, neck, and cheeks like beautiful glowing tattoos.

Mersha raised her right hand and shaped her fingers like a pistol. "Hehe... let’s use this one then."

A tiny purple-green light gathered at the tip of Mersha’s finger, and for some unknown reason, Haran’s instincts immediately screamed at him.

He crossed his thick armored arms in front of his body, trying to defend himself.

Mersha smiled and simply fired. PSSSHHHHT!

A thin beam of poisonous energy shot through space and struck Haran’s body, but at first, it seemed like nothing had happened.

A moment later, just like before, his entire body suddenly convulsed violently as he screamed in pain, "AAAARRRGGHHH!"

Just like before, the poison did not affect Haran’s bones at all. It targeted only his organic body, making it an even stronger version of the poison Mersha had used earlier.

Everything beneath his bone armor began dissolving at a terrifying speed.

Haran screamed in rage and pain as his bone armor grew faster, desperately trying to protect him.

Unfortunately, his body’s regeneration was far slower than the rate at which the poison was melting his flesh.

Haran’s bloodshot eyes locked onto Mersha with pure hatred. "No... I won’t let it end like this!"

He forced his massive body forward, trying to charge at her even while his flesh melted inside his own armor.

Mersha watched him calmly, then sighed. "Sorry, but you won’t have the chance."

She raised her finger again.

A second purple-green poison shot fired through space and pierced directly through one of the gaps in Haran’s armor.

PSSSHHHHT!

Haran’s body froze as his entire frame convulsed violently and the pain intensified. "AAAARRRGGHHH!"

His roar echoed across the battlefield, but it quickly grew weaker as his vocal cords began to melt. Soon, his voice disappeared completely.

His huge mutated body collapsed inward as all of his flesh, nerves, and organs dissolved into black liquid, leaving behind nothing but his massive bone armor.

The armor floated silently in space.

Compared to before, it had changed slightly.

The surface was darker, thicker, and covered in strange growth lines, as if the [Tyrant Wyrm Carapace] had fully matured after devouring its user.

Mersha’s eyes sparkled behind her glasses. "Hehehe... bone armor, get."

She happily floated closer and reached out toward it. However, the moment she approached, the bone armor suddenly moved.

Countless tiny bone tendrils burst out from inside it, rushing toward Mersha’s arm as if trying to pierce into her body and parasitize her.

Mersha looked at it and grinned. "Oh? Still alive, huh? Want to devour me? Sorry, nope."

She casually pulled out another small potion bottle from her spatial ring and poured it over the bone armor.

SSSSSSSS!

The bone tendrils instantly weakened, and the entire armor trembled violently as if it were screaming without a mouth.

The armor twitched a few more times before going completely still.

Only then did Mersha pat it gently, like a satisfied collector admiring a rare specimen. "Don’t worry. I’ll study you properly later."

With a bright grin, she stored the weakened [Tyrant Wyrm Carapace] into her spatial ring.

Then she turned around and looked toward the remaining battlefield. "Hehehe... now then, who else has interesting materials?"

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Dahlia glanced around the battlefield.

Not far away, Arden had already restrained Camris with his [Voidroot Starvines], while the [Hemlock Devouring Lotus] continued glowing faintly in space.

On the other side, Mersha had completely melted Haran’s flesh and happily stored the weakened [Tyrant Wyrm Carapace] into her spatial ring like she had just picked up a rare treasure.

Dahlia blinked in surprise. "Damn, you two finished that quickly?!"

She cracked her neck and turned back toward Galor. "As the eldest disciple, how can I possibly lose to my juniors?"

Galor’s hollow eyes darkened.

He had not expected Haran and Camris to lose so quickly.

Those two had used forbidden armor sets, sacrificing their flesh, sanity, and future in exchange for battle power.

Yet they were defeated by two disciples who were supposedly support types.

For the first time, Galor truly understood how abnormal God Gym was.

Dahlia pointed at the screaming ghostly dragon heads floating around him. "Old man, are these ghost dragon heads the only thing you can do?"

Galor’s expression turned colder. "You arrogant little monster... I’ll kill all of you, even if it kills me."

The [Nether Dragon Crown] pulsed violently atop his skull as all of the dragon souls surrounding him were suddenly dragged back into his body.

[Dragon Soul Devour]

One by one, the screaming dragon souls were swallowed into Galor’s body.

His aura surged higher and higher as he devoured every trapped soul within the [Nether Dragon Crown].

Dahlia watched his aura rise, and instead of feeling nervous, her eyes lit up with excitement. "Finally going all out, huh?"

The four disaster clones floating around Dahlia suddenly began to dissolve.

The black-hole clone, flame clone, tsunami clone, and storm clone all turned into streams of disaster energy before being eaten back into Dahlia’s body.

Her smile widened into something wild as she slowly raised her arms, finally releasing her true disaster energy. "Okay, then. Let’s go head-to-head one final time."