Digitize: Rebirth of the Silver Death God

Chapter 89: The Struggle In the Wilds

In another area of the Crimson Mantis Zone, the corpses of the lackeys belonging to Weizer could be seen sprawled about the verdant ground, looking as if they were chopped into two by two blades. Their blood stained the lush earth, as the looks on their faces was one of peril.

At this moment, Weizer was fleeing for his life with his two axes in hand, his entire body covered in a series of wounds that gave him a pitiful appearance. Even his glamorous armor had worn areas and breakages due to the violent onslaught that almost took his life.

If one looked behind them, they would notice that the towering silhouette of a Crimson Blade Mantis was in hot pursuit. Its red eyes having a sharp glint as its crimson-colored blade-like arms were protruded before it, chopping away madly at any obstacle in its path.

Looking at the many different vines and branches than were cleanly cut through by the mantis as it sped up behind him, Weizer knew that he would long have since been eradicated if he were fleeing in open land.

'Damnit! Damnit! WHY DID I COME HERE?' Weizer cursed in his mind while hurrying away, not even daring to halt with the slightest step; his movement style was even a tad bit unique as use it to skillfully maneuver through the woods.

Nevertheless, it was a pity, for the Crimson Blade Mantis had still managed to catch up to him. With a loud swoosh, the Crimson Blade Mantis made an exquisite maneuver; it jumped from its previous distance, leaving a myriad of crimson arcs across the void as its arms rapidly cut apart all obstacles, arriving directly behind Weizer.

Weizer noticing this felt as if death was only a hair away, he hurriedly raised his two axes to defend while complaining, "This isn't good! Bastard, I won't lose my level so easily! Take my Crushing Blow!"

Upon saying this, his dual axes glowed in bright lights as his body spun rapidly, using the momentum to chop towards one of the Crimson Blade Mantis's blade-like arms.

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Bang! In that instant of collision, a thunderous noise resounded as the resulting clash sent sparks into the air along with clusters of Magic Power. Being the weaker amongst the attackers, Weizer was forced back due to the difference in power.

With a bang, Weizer crashed into the trunk of a tree and spat out a bit of blood, his already low HP was now one step away from the final digits.

"This darn critter is too strong! How can I be so weak against it with my Stage 5 Skill mastery and Level 6 strength?" Weizer cursed while wiping the blood from his mouth corners.

However, as he complained, the Crimson Blade Mantis didn't seem to care about his burdens, it promptly followed up its attack with another charge.

"Shit..." Weizer uttered as he had a pale look on his face; he wanted to react but soon found that his body was even weaker from the previous shock.

Before he could even do anything, the Crimson Blade Mantis had already arrived upon him and chopped its blade across his neck, leaving a long crimson line that not only cut his from his body but even the tree behind him.

Weizer's corpse then fell the ground with a look of hatred and regret in his eyes as he stared towards the distance while thinking, 'Damn you, Silver Boooyyyyy!"

After a short while, his body turned into a series of bits that vanished into the air as the Crimson Blade Mantis pushed onwards.

Much like the pitiful Weizer, Poison Boy, who was also fleeing with his sister was only moments away from suffering a similar fate.

"Poison Cloud Fist!" Poison Boy shouted as a green colored miasma shrouded his arms. He struck his fist forward as a poisonous fist manifested before spreading out rapidly, eroding most of the surroundings.

However, though it was effective against the plants and shrubberies, it was in no way useful against the dozens of Crimson Blade Mantises that had attacked him from all sides.

A few Crimson Blade Mantis charged through the poison mist, as they rapidly arrived within his range, launching a flurry of blurry like blade attacks with their blade-arms.

"This isn't good! Ivy, don't just stay there, hurry and run!" Poison Boy yelled at his sister, who was standing a distance away from him.

"But... I can fight brother!" Ivy said with a firm look in her eyes, but as Poison Boy knew what she meant he replied with a louder tone, "Ivy, even if you can fight there's no way to battle against this many, hurry and get out of here, I don't want to see you lose a level!"

Ivy frowned, she didn't want to leave her brother behind, but she also knew that she couldn't fight so many of those mantises by herself.

Not bothering to pay her any mind, Poison Boy's attention once more fixed on the approaching mantises, he sneered as he spread both of his palms and spoke as if making a sacrifice, "You think you can kill all of us? Well, guess again! Poison Blast!"

The moment he yelled, both of his arms were covered in a dense cluster of poison mist, which he then struck towards the ground. Following a loud explosion, a gush of poisonous mist even stronger than the last scattered about quickly eroding more of the environment.

Not long after, the Crimson Blade Mantises that were previously unaffected seemed to be influenced as their charge halted. Looking at them more closely, one would notice that their bodies began to show signs of corrosion as if they'd been poisoned to an extent.

Poison Boy seeing this glanced at his sister and spoke, "Go now!"

Ivy bit her lips before turning around and vanishing as she rapidly sped through the woods, Poison Boy watched as she left with a sigh on his face as he turned around once more.

As he saw the scene around him, he couldn't help but laugh in a foolish tone as he spoke with a look of regret in his eyes, 'Haha... who would have thought my blunder would lead me to such a state? Sigh...'

Following Poison Boy's words, it didn't take long for the poisonous smog to start fading, revealing their glowing red eyes that shone underneath its cover. The scene of the dozens of Crimson Blade Mantises steadily walking towards him firmly imprinted in his mind, as he gulped looking at their vicious blade-like palms that glistened in a cold ray.