Chapter 151: Complete Suppression

I Can Only Create Monsters Old Hai eats watermelon. 2820 words 2026-04-13 20:32:50

At a critical moment, Connor slammed a control button.

Immediately, Qiao saw a miniaturized mecha ejecting outward.

Rubbing his chin, Qiao looked at the slightly smaller ejected mecha with great interest.

"A double-layer mecha?"

"Or is this thing just an inner lining!"

Qiao did not continue his attack.

Instead, he slowly descended to the ground.

And walked toward Connor.

He needed to figure out where these people had come from.

These powerful mechas were clearly much stronger than the ones used by General Xiaolin when he attacked the Pilates Black Market.

Such mechas were not products of the Chaos Star or the Giant Tree Star.

What did this indicate?

It indicated that these tin cans before him most likely came from the Four Major Stars.

If the changes on the Zombie Star became known to the Four Major Stars.

It would spell a catastrophe for the Zombie Star.

Although he had destroyed a seemingly advanced mecha today, Qiao knew very well that if he truly drew a fleet from the Four Major Stars to launch a crusade against the Zombie Star,

probably all life on the surface would be reduced to ashes in the artillery fire.

After all, among the prohibited planet-destroying weapons listed in the Leviathan Weapons Convention, there was no rule stating they could not be deployed on the Zombie Star!

Summoning the Devouring Shield to form a defense in front of him,

Qiao walked up to Connor and asked:

"Who are you?"

"Why did you come to the Zombie Star!"

Connor stared fiercely at Qiao before him.

He did not speak.

Nor did he make a move.

Connor was well aware that even when wearing powered mecha, he was no match for the man before him.

This protective inner suit had zero offensive capabilities.

The inner mecha was merely a simple survival device designed to prevent a pilot's mecha from being blown apart in a space environment.

This thing was simply not meant for combat.

Seeing the opponent's non-violent and non-cooperative stance,

Qiao was not annoyed.

In front of the Corpse Hunter organization, only dead men didn't talk.

Once they returned to the camp and dragged this fellow out of his tin can,

implanting a parasite into his body would make him spill everything.

Just as Qiao and Connor were in a standoff,

Big Mouth drove his mecha and charged fiercely toward Qiao.

The longsword and shield in his hands made Qiao feel quite intrigued.

"I wonder how powerful the zombie-fying parasite created by the Master really is!"

"We've never had the opportunity to test it in actual combat!"

"This tin can makes for a very decent test subject!"

Qiao slightly extended his left hand and gripped the Devouring Shield hovering in front of him.

Then he raised the Hemolytic Spear, aiming it straight at the charging Big Mouth.

He shouted loudly: "Zombie-fication! Activate!"

In an instant, under Connor's horrified gaze,

the flesh and blood all over Qiao's body began to writhe frantically.

Just a few seconds later, it expanded to over three meters in size.

At the same time, a hard carapace grew all over his body.

The second-generation parasites used within the bodies of the Corpse Officers were different from those of ordinary people.

After all, the zombie virus and the T-virus were incompatible.

With the help of Lister, combining the zombie-fication principles of the Shesha Sect preachers,

liquid metal was integrated into the second-generation parasites created using the T-virus.

Although this liquid metal, once cooled, could not compare to the anti-matter shield cannon on Javier,

its hardness was definitely greater than that of an average eighth-stage mutant.

Moreover, unlike the preachers of the Shesha Sect who could only transform three times,

because the Corpse Officers already possessed a vast amount of T-virus within their bodies, the second-generation parasites, once activated, could directly receive viral replenishment.

There was simply no limit to the number of transformations.

Nor was there any time limit on usage.

Unless they suffered major blows repeatedly, continuously consuming the virus to repair wounds, which caused the viral activity to drop rapidly,

the zombie-fied form of the Corpse Officers could be maintained indefinitely.

In this form, Qiao was absolutely confident that if he encountered a seventh-stage mutant like the one in the Radiation Zone again,

he wouldn't need to use any virus at all.

Direct physical attacks alone would be enough to send the opponent off.

Even when facing certain massive eighth-stage mutants,

if the mutant possessed no special reinforced defensive skills, he could definitely wear them down to death through melee combat alone.

Expanded to over three meters tall, Qiao took on a zombie appearance,

yet retained the ultra-high movement speed of a hunter.

At the same time, he possessed the Licker's ability of a retractable tongue.

One could say it integrated the common biological weapon capabilities of the T-virus.

Although Big Mouth was shocked by the astonishing changes in Qiao's body,

since he had already charged forward with all his might,

there was no reason to back down.

He brought his sword down in a ferocious slash.

Qiao grinned.

Without making almost any movement at all,

he simply shifted his thoughts.

The spikes on the Devouring Shield suddenly elongated, stabbing violently toward Big Mouth's silvery-white mecha.

Not expecting the opponent's shield to be like a living creature capable of launching attacks,

Big Mouth was slightly startled and changed his slash into a slice!

He sheared off all the spikes on the Devouring Shield cleanly.

The scarlet blood spraying from these severed spikes instantly splashed all over Big Mouth.

The powerful corrosiveness caused a pungent, acrid smoke to rise from the mecha.

However, this highly corrosive blood could not cause catastrophic damage to the mecha.

It failed to achieve the powerful corrosive capability that catalysts had against machinery.

However, just at the moment when Big Mouth was slightly dazed,

Connor shouted loudly:

"Big Mouth, behind you..."

Hearing Connor's cry,

Big Mouth was slightly startled.

Without the slightest hesitation,

he immediately sidestepped to dodge.

The next moment, a long spear covered in grotesque blood vessels thrust fiercely through the exact spot where Big Mouth had just been standing.

Having dodged the blow, Big Mouth turned around,

only to see Qiao smiling faintly,

and continuing to thrust the spear forward.

"Such incredible speed..."

"Is this guy really human?"

"Or is he one of those ninth-stage mutants that have awakened intelligence, as mentioned by the scientists!"

Just as Big Mouth raised the alloy shield in his hand, preparing to parry Qiao's thrusting spear,

he heard Connor yell once more:

"Big Mouth, behind you..."

Big Mouth once again forcefully shifted sideways.

Turning his head, he saw the previous shield transform into a cold, flashing, sharp flying blade, hurtling toward him...

The trajectory of the flying blade aimed directly at the vulnerable joints of the mecha.

Having witnessed Connor's fate, Big Mouth did not dare to lock horns directly with Qiao.

After all, he had no way of determining whether his own mecha, if struck, would corrode and sprout flesh-and-blood tentacles.

The flying blade instantly fell back into Qiao's left hand.

With a slight flick of Qiao's wrist...

The flying blade transformed back into the Devouring Shield, blocking in front of him.

Big Mouth's expression grew increasingly stern as he muttered, "What formidable mechanical-biological technology!"

"This is the first time I've ever seen this fighting style."

Staring straight at Qiao,

Big Mouth spoke on his own initiative for the first time:

"Over there, your soldiers are being slaughtered mercilessly..."

"Aren't you going to go and assist them?"

Qiao was slightly stunned...

Then he smiled and said:

"You mean the Holy Crusaders?"

"Pardon me, but a violent woman went over there long ago..."

"You can start praying for your subordinates now..."

"Let's hope they don't get chopped into too many pieces..."

"Perhaps, after they die, you'll still be able to piece together a complete corpse for them!"