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Chapter 202 - Disease: Projectile Diarrhea

Without another word, he immediately led all the werewolves to rush to support. He had vaguely felt something was wrong just now. After all, this was the Dark World. How could a human who dared to walk on the road so arrogantly be an ordinary human?

In this world.

The more normal something looks, the more abnormal it usually is!

"Tentacle Monster?!"

The werewolves who rushed to support were also shocked, and their hearts trembled because they knew very well that tentacles were a symbol of high status in this world!

Because they represented extreme chaos and distortion, the embodiment of ultimate evil. Even for some evil spirits, being able to evolve tentacles was a sign of status.

And more importantly.

Those with tentacles are all perverts!

"Attack!"

Densely packed werewolves rushed out of the dark forest. With blood-red eyes, they rushed towards the "monster" that was slapping their companions on the ground like wild beasts on all fours.

Blood-red light shot out from the narrowed eyes of the werewolf chief.

Almost instantly, he flashed behind Ryan at lightning speed. His sharp claws cut through the air and ferociously clawed at Ryan's neck.

But just at the moment when his claws were about to land on Ryan's neck.

Suddenly, a hand appeared in front of his eyes.

Ding—

The palm of that hand suddenly opened, revealing a row of white teeth.

His heart trembled.

[San value -1]

But it was already too late.

Whoosh—

That hand bit his hand at once and then made a 360-degree spin throw, directly throwing him out.

"Chief!"

Seeing this scene, the werewolves who rushed up were shocked. But the longer they were exposed to the blood moon, the more violent and bloodthirsty they became inside.

And the dozens of werewolves who rushed out of the forest had already surrounded Ryan and launched a fierce attack on him.

"A bit too many."

Ryan stared with his eyes wide open, looking like an innocent young man.

He decisively abandoned the dozen or so werewolves wrapped by the tentacles. At the moment when the werewolves around him rushed over ferociously, the tentacles behind him drove his body and made him jump dozens of meters into the air.

He adjusted his monocle.

Ryan looked down at the ferocious werewolves surging like a tide on the ground and said seriously,

"I warn you, let's talk things over. Don't make me angry. I've taken medicine today. When I get fierce, I'm even afraid of myself!"

And just as he finished speaking.

His body suddenly sank.

He looked down in surprise and immediately saw that the werewolves had started biting the tentacles supporting him on the ground.

Sizzle—

Their bloody fangs instantly bit the tentacles and pulled them hard.

The tentacles supporting him on the ground immediately sank.

Ryan glared and warned.

Obviously, his words had no effect at all.

Seeing this, Ryan adjusted his monocle and said seriously, "Since that's the case, then don't blame me for being rude!"

He directly took out his Dragon's Breath Arm from the system space. But looking at the remaining 25% durability, he still couldn't bear to use it.

Moreover, the system had warned him not to kill randomly today.

Since that was the case...

Ryan suddenly stretched out his hand, facing the densely packed werewolves below, and said seriously,

"Everyone, don't blame me."

[Ding! Do you want to immediately use the Random Diagnosis Skill on the designated targets?]

"Yes!"

In an instant, Ryan's eyes focused on the nearest several werewolves.

The Random Diagnosis Skill was activated instantly.

[Ding! You have diagnosed the disease for the target: Severe Generalized Itching!]

[Ding! You have diagnosed the disease for the target: Angina Pectoris!]

[Ding! You have diagnosed the disease for the target: Severe Prostate Ulceration!]

[Ding! You have diagnosed the disease for the target: Severe Misogyny!]

[Ding! You have diagnosed the disease for the target: Abnormally High Sexual Desire!]

Accompanied by the prompts in his ears, Ryan quickly changed his targets and continuously assigned various diseases to one werewolf after another.

The werewolf biting Ryan's tentacle at the front pulled hard and then was shocked to find that instead of breaking the tentacle, he left all his teeth on it.

He reached out and wiped it.

His gums were ulcerated!

He was shocked and didn't know what was going on.

He immediately turned around and looked around. And this look made him tremble all over.

He saw that the werewolves around him were falling to the ground one by one, clutching their chests in pain. Some werewolves' fur all over their bodies fell off quickly, some kept retching, and some scratched their skin screaming because of the itch.

"This... What is this..."

He was extremely shocked.

And just at this time, he suddenly felt abnormal sensations coming from his body.

He subconsciously looked down at his lower body.

"(ΩДΩ) Ahhhhhhhh!"

My dick!

My little dick is rotten!

It's rotten!

For a while, one werewolf after another around him fell to the ground wailing because of various reasons.

Seeing this terrifying scene, the werewolves on the outside were shocked all over. A hint of fear flashed in their eyes, and they quickly backed away.

In just less than a minute.

Dozens of werewolves had fallen to the ground wailing because of various symptoms.

"Curse... Could it be a curse?!"

A werewolf was shocked and felt a chill rising in his heart.

But they immediately saw that although dozens of werewolves close to that monster fell down one after another, there was still one werewolf standing there firmly, not moving at all.

On the ground.

The werewolf with the rotten little dick was screaming in pain. He grabbed the leg of that werewolf and said,

"Help me! Help me! My dick is rotten! It's rotten!"

But then, he suddenly trembled.

The werewolf lowered his head and looked at him eagerly. For some reason, he actually saw extremely strong...

Desire to violate.

Buzz—

The werewolf with the rotten dick was shocked all over.

Could it be that...

Could it be...

(ΩДΩ)!!

When he realized it, it was already too late. The werewolf rushed at him eagerly and pushed him to the ground at once.

"Sorry! I don't know what's wrong with me, brother! I'm sorry! I don't know why I think you're so good-looking. I... I... I feel like I've become a pervert!"

"Ow ah (ΩДΩ)!!"

Accompanied by indescribable sounds, the werewolves on the outside watched that scene and trembled all over.

They subconsciously tightened their legs.

Curse!

It must be an evil curse!

That guy isn't human. He's definitely not human!

Seeing that the human wearing the monocle turned his head and looked at them with a serious look, the remaining werewolves immediately roared and turned around.

"Run!"

But it was already too late.

[Ding! You have diagnosed the disease for the target: Coronary Heart Disease!]

[Ding! You have diagnosed the disease for the target: Severe Kidney Deficiency!]

[Ding! You have diagnosed the disease for the target: Poliomyelitis!]

Plop—

Plop—

One werewolf after another fell down like wheat being cut.

In an instant, the hundreds of werewolves who were attacking densely just now were all lying on the ground wailing at this moment.

The werewolf chief was trembling and standing there alone. He swallowed hard, and the fur on his whole body stood on end.

Because this kind of terrifying scene was the first time he had seen.

This had already gone beyond the physical level.

In his eyes was reflected the human who was as mysterious as an urban legend. The scarlet blood moon cast a blood-red light behind him, making him look like a strange and powerful boss.

He regretted it.

Why did he have to be so stupid for no reason!

He had provoked a monster that spread plagues and curses!

His hairs stood on end.

Fortunately, it seemed that he hadn't been cursed yet! He still had time to run!

Without another word, he immediately turned around and started to run away.

But at this moment.

[Ding! You have diagnosed the disease for the target: Projectile Diarrhea!]