Chapter 114: Rampaging Blood

"Hassan, get in the attack helicopter and use the Hellfire rockets!" Seeing the Rampaging Gargantuar displaying such terrifying ferocity, Wang Ling made an immediate decision.

Hassan continued to fire his AK, aiming for the giant zombie’s glowing red eyes. Startled by the command, he protested, "Aren't we supposed to save the rockets for the zombie robot?"

"Take care of the threat right in front of us first. If we save everything for later, we might not even live to see it! Use the rockets, then take the chopper to higher altitude. In the game, the robot has an ability to hurl buses; if it can do that in reality, flying too low might get us swatted out of the sky."

Hassan leaped into the helicopter. As the rotors spun, the aircraft ascended. A Hellfire rocket streaked from the external pod, leaving a long trail of white smoke in the air.

In response to the incoming missile, the Rampaging Gargantuar actually swung its massive street-sign weapon to intercept it! With a deafening explosion, the metal sign was snapped in two, and the force of the blast sent the giant’s massive body stumbling back several steps.

As the flames from the explosion raged, a white-iron flintlock appeared in Wang Ling's hand. He squinted, aiming calmly. A crimson bullet whistled from the muzzle, leaving a trail of searing heat in its wake.

The fiery projectile burst, engulfing the Rampaging Gargantuar in a wave of expanding flames. Another Hellfire rocket slammed into the center of the fireball, turning the blaze into a shower of sparks. Amidst a hoarse roar, the Gargantuar was launched over two meters into the air before crashing down. Large patches of its skin had turned from a sickly dark green to charred black.

A gruesome crater marred its chest, with jagged fragments of the rocket embedded deep within the scorched flesh. Thick, viscous green blood seeped from the wounds, pooling in the crater and emitting a pungent, corrosive odor.

The Gargantuar tossed aside its broken weapon and let out a defiant roar. Despite the heavy damage dealt by two rockets and the incendiary shot—especially given the creature's low magic resistance—it was nowhere near enough to finish off such a monstrously resilient foe.

At this moment, Wang Ling took a deep breath and charged headlong toward the terrifying red-eyed giant, without the slightest hesitation.

He knew that hesitation was synonymous with failure. If he couldn't kill a single Rampaging Gargantuar, how could he possibly face Dr. Edgar’s zombie robot?

From the helicopter, old Hassan saw a faint, ethereal white light begin to shimmer around Wang Ling's clenched fist. It was as distant as starlight and as pure as moonlight. The glow was subtle, yet it possessed an undeniable magnetic pull on the gaze.

It was the radiance of spiritual energy!

The roaring Rampaging Gargantuar, seeing the human who had wounded it dare to charge, became even more enraged. Lacking its weapon, it raised a fist twice the size of a human head, muscles as hard as steel cord tightening across its arms. It exerted so much force that fresh green blood began to ooze once more from its chest wound.

The punch whistled through the air with crushing wind pressure—a blow capable of pulverizing solid rock.

Watching the battle, Lan Yue felt her heart tighten. She saw Wang Ling’s right fist meeting that hammer-like monstrosity head-on. Recalling the horrific fate of the fat hippie, who had been smashed into a pulp, she couldn't help but scream, "Master, no!"

"Bang!"

The giant descending fist collided with the glowing fist rising from below. Amidst a visible shockwave of air, time seemed to freeze. The Gargantuar’s hideous, snarling face, its iron-cable arms, its bulging steel-like muscles, and even the cratered wound on its chest were frozen in a moment of intense, visceral tension.

Compared to this wild giant, Wang Ling appeared incredibly small.

However, in the pupils of this tiny human, a fire seemed to burn. As he felt the nearly insurmountable weight crushing down upon him, the spiritual energy surging through his body poured into his right fist!

"Boom!"

To Lan Yue’s utter disbelief, the Gargantuar’s massive fist was pushed back. Suddenly, a brilliant dragon head formed of pure spiritual light rose into the night sky!

Like water, droplets of spiritual energy scattered like snow around Wang Ling’s body as the dragon head ascended.

"Dragon Head Fist!"

This was a martial technique derived from the memories of a dragon soul, powered by spiritual energy! The Rampaging Gargantuar was lifted along with the rising dragon head. It tried to roar, but no sound came out, for the strike had connected with its thick, short neck, shattering its windpipe and jaw in one violent blow!

The creature was sent flying far into the distance.

Trailing wisps of lingering spiritual light, Wang Ling landed back on the ground. The Dragon Head Fist had completely drained his spiritual reserves, and a wave of intense exhaustion washed over him. He felt as though every muscle in his body had gone limp, and he longed to simply collapse and sleep.

But Wang Ling knew this was no time to rest. A plant card appeared in his hand. As he activated it, a pair of peculiar twin cherries appeared beside the fallen Gargantuar. They had eyes and mouths on their red rinds, and as soon as they manifested, they began to swell rapidly.

"Cherry Bomb!"

Designed to deal 1,800 points of damage to zombie-type creatures, the Cherry Bomb detonated with a violent shockwave, hurling the Gargantuar into the air once more. After another brutal fall, the terrifying zombie struggled to its feet, its body covered in gore.

Two rockets, an incendiary shot, a Dragon Head Fist, and a Cherry Bomb—this sequence of relentless attacks had severely crippled the beast. The health bar above the giant zombie’s head had dropped to a quarter. With a shattered jaw, a caved-in chest, and charred skin, it no longer possessed its former menace. Only its two eyes remained a deep, blood-red, as if they were about to drip blood.

"Roar!"

A dinosaur with rough green skin, crimson patterns, and a gaping maw filled with sharp fangs emerged, its eyes burning with bloodlust.

"Finish it!"

After issuing a brief command to the Blood-Patterned Dragon, Wang Ling sat on the ground, gasping for breath to recover his spiritual energy. He relaxed slightly. Facing the severely wounded Gargantuar—now at 25% health and vastly weakened—the Blood-Patterned Dragon should have no problem finishing the job.

He hadn't dared to release the dinosaur earlier, fearing it would be killed by the Gargantuar. Losing such a powerful, non-revivable combat pet would have been a tragedy.

Lan Yue hurried over. As a master of light-body techniques, she was of little use against a monster like the giant zombie. Looking at the exhausted Wang Ling with concern, she knelt on the ground, cradling him in her arms so he could rest as comfortably as possible.

High above, Hassan stared at Wang Ling in shock. That Dragon Head Fist had actually sent a monster of that caliber flying! Furthermore, the white energy dragon had exuded a soul-shaking pressure. How could a child who had only completed two main missions possess such overwhelming strength?

Three Dark Fighters, four Kung Fu Masters, and a Blood-Patterned Dragon—these summons alone were astounding, but to think the boy himself was a powerhouse!

Hassan had spent quite some time in the Dream Space and had encountered all sorts of Dreamers in various plot worlds, including many formidable ones. But he had never seen anyone like Wang Ling, who, after only two main missions, had entered an E+ rank world and displayed such incredible power.

"Should I... report his intelligence to the organization in the Intermediate Zone? Such a powerful and promising Dreamer—even if the organization doesn't recruit non-Muslims, having such an ally would not be a loss in the future... But this kid has offended the Orc Team, the Thug Team, and White Phoenix. Can he even survive long enough to reach the Intermediate Zone?"

On the ground, the Blood-Patterned Dragon engaged the weaponless Gargantuar in fierce combat, while the two surviving Dark Fighters—the Thug Hercules and the Broom-Cut Dwarf—harassed the giant from the sides.

To Wang Ling’s surprise, the Blood-Patterned Dragon was still struggling against the heavily wounded giant. After a moment of thought, he buried a Potato Mine in the ground. Once the red-flashing radar sprouted from the soil, he ordered the Blood-Patterned Dragon to lure the Gargantuar toward it during their struggle.

"Boom!"

Following the self-sacrificing explosion of the Potato Mine, the zombie was dealt another heavy blow. The Blood-Patterned Dragon seized the opportunity, lunging forward to clamp its jaws onto the neck already mangled by the Dragon Head Fist. After a brief struggle, the Rampaging Gargantuar finally collapsed, never to rise again. The Blood-Patterned Dragon was also left with several festering wounds from the giant's heavy blows, its body stained with blood.

Realizing the Blood-Patterned Dragon would be useless against the zombie robot, Wang Ling sighed, fed it a health potion, and recalled the pet to his spatial bag.

Beside the corpse, Wang Ling discovered that the Gargantuar had dropped not a Black Iron Key, but a Bronze Key! Using the key summoned an ancient-looking bronze chest. Opening it, he found, to his surprise, no currency, attribute points, or skill points.

Inside was only a sealed test tube filled with a deep, dark-red liquid, resembling blood.

"Rampage Blood: A rare and precious item. The greatest invention of Dr. Edgar, the Doctor of Death, outside of the zombie robots. A powerful serum used to transform a Gargantuar into a Rampaging Gargantuar. Upon use, grants the passive bloodline ability: 'Rampage.' When your spirit or body suffers severe stimulation, you have a chance to enter a state of rampage."