Chapter 42: 34. Cultured Scum
Translator: 549690339
The gunshots on the Tomb Level Two were incessant, and the Undead Army seemed endless.
Without dealing with the huge stone coffin, this battle could not end.
In order to save ammunition and prevent the soldiers from being exhausted after continuous fighting, Sergeant Alvin Stafford decided to launch a counterattack.
Corporal Mars said the main force of this counterattack was the guard squad led by Alvin Stafford himself.
The weapons they used were not ordinary guns and bombs, but the extraordinary means created by the Tatis Empire – “Imperial Fist”.
This surprised Noland Lee.
According to the current deconstruction results, it seems that only Warrant Officers can transform into Biochemical Giants, right?
Alvin Stafford is just a sergeant major.
How could he master the “Imperial Fist”?
Noland Lee soon learned the answer.
Alvin Stafford and his four guards came to the open space in the center of the line.
They took metal syringes out of their pockets, inserted them into their necks, and injected the unknown liquid in the syringes into their bodies.O
Alvin Stafford’s veins bulged, his skin turned red, and waves of heat emanated from him.
His body swelled rapidly, rising from a height of about 1.9 meters to a height of 8 meters.
His muscles protruded like sharp iron ingots, and just the muscles of his forearm were as big as Noland Lee’s head.
His eye sockets were pitch black, all pupils, without any whites, and a glance could make people shudder in fear.
Uh… there was one funny detail.
It seemed that body swelling only magnified the bones and muscles, and did not affect the hair.
Alvin Stafford changed from an imperial man with a short, sharp haircut to a giant with a bird’s nest hairstyle, with only a small tuft of hair in a small area on top of his head.
Of course, this did not affect their formidable image.
After Alvin Stafford and the guards transformed into Biochemical Giants, their uniforms also expanded, so there wasn’t a scene where several giants burst out of their clothes.
Medical Soldiers carried several large glass jars and came to the group of Biochemical Giants.
Alvin Stafford used two fingers to hold the glass jar and poured the turbid liquid inside the jar’s head into his mouth.
For a moment, his spine grew quickly, breaking through the skin on his back, extending out from his back.
Before Noland Lee could be surprised, Alvin Stafford’s exposed spine grew rapidly, expanding into a layer of bone armor that covered most of his body.
Alvin Stafford’s left and right hands also gained a pair of sharp bone axes made of pure bone.o
Looking at his guards,
Three of them became melee giants holding bone swords and shields.
The other also had bone armor protection but held no weapon; instead, a cannon made of bone was on his back.
It’s easy to imagine that this person should be a long-range combat Biochemical Giant.
Noland Lee watched in amazement.
He had never heard before of an elixir that could transform someone into a Biochemical Giant with just an injection…
Didn’t that mean the Imperial Army could bring out a large number of Biochemical Giants at critical times?
“Chief Officer, what’s going on?” Noland Lee asked quietly:
“What did Sergeant Alvin and the others inject themselves with? Can we use it
Mars shook his head slightly:
“This is a secret of Division Intelligence Unit Three, and I don’t know the details either…
“But from my many years of experience, this elixir has a time limit and can only last for about half an hour. It also has severe side effects and will severely deplete energy and vitality.”
So it was a Biochemical Mutation Elixir with severe side effects… Noland Lee nodded slowly and lost most of his interest in this elixir, but he was still curious about the Biochemical Giants.
However, considering that he needed to save his Energy Points for Tomb Level Three’s Spirit Pivot, he had no plans to deconstruct the Biochemical Giant using the Deconstruction Technique for the time being.
After the “Imperial Fist” intervened, the stalemate finally changed.
Alvin Stafford and the three melee giants, like snowplows in snowy weather, swept through the Undead Army.
Walking Dead and Skeleton Warriors were sent flying by the bone sword, scattered like snowflakes. A casual slap of the bone shield could crush a bunch of undead into rubble.
Alvin Stafford only needed to swing his axe, and whole groups of the undead would lose their upper bodies. The efficiency was even more astonishing than firing light machine guns side by side.
Even more exaggerated was the long-range giant.
After the melee giants cleared the path to the huge stone coffin, the long-range giant lay on the ground, using four supports as a “turret”, aiming his back cannon at the giant stone coffin in front.
The long-range giant roared with all his strength, and a terrifying red light orb appeared inside the cannon’s barrel.
With a loud bang, the cannon shot out a scorching energy shell.
The recoil of the cannon was so immense that it not only caused the distant Titan’s body to tremble a few times but also shook the nearby ground constantly.
The energy shell instantly crossed a distance of a hundred meters and struck the huge stone coffin with its door wide open.
Noland Lee and a group of soldiers, standing behind the temporary barricade on the battle line, felt an onslaught of a fierce wind and their breaths halted for a moment.
The next second, the huge stone coffin, hit right in the center, exploded, and countless fragments of stones and bricks scattered like cannon fire in all directions.
Fiery airflow and deafening blast enveloped everyone around the scene in an instant.
When Noland Lee managed to steady himself on the trembling ground while covering his ears, the giant stone coffin had already collapsed and shattered into pieces, turning into mud and slipping away through the cracks in the ground tiles.
Is the power of the Biochemical Giant so great?
Four melee giants and a distant giant wiped out the entire battlefield?!
Noland Lee marveled as he looked around the now-empty tomb level two.
Sergeant Alvin Stafford, escorted by his guards, walked out of the smoke-shrouded area and slowly approached the soldiers.
The participating military officers showed initial signs of fatigue, but otherwise, they had no other issues.
It seemed that after a rest of about ten days to half a month, Alvin Stafford and his guard could once again use the potion to transform themselves.
“Imperial soldiers!”
Alvin Stafford stopped in his tracks and spoke to the soldiers with a faintly hoarse voice:
“The way to the Tomb Level Three is now open, and the evil Spirit Pivot is just within reach. Nothing can stop us from cleansing this filthy grave now!
“Let us completely purify this tomb, ladies and gentlemen! Let us enjoy the glory of the Empire amid the collapse of the Spirit Pivot!”
Alvin Stafford received a shot from a guard and plunged the needle unhesitatingly into his neck.
Fatigue disappeared, and the bloodshot in his eyes quickly faded too.
Alvin Stafford’s face grew increasingly aged, his hair turned gray, but his spirit was revived.
Given his age, after taking this shot, he should no longer get another.
“Huff!”
The soldiers were motivated by their commander’s courage and bravery, their fighting spirit soared instantly, and they each injected themselves with the life-overdrafting elixirs.
Watching this scene, Noland Lee was taken aback.
It was the first time he had seen such a squandering of life.
Weren’t these Imperial soldiers afraid of sudden death?
Or was it they had great confidence in the Eternal Essence inside the Spirit Pivot, convinced it could make up for their dying vitality?
While Noland Lee was pondering, Sergeant Alvin Stafford approached him.
“You’re Sin Soldier No. 888, right? The former History Assistant Teacher at Bowerthain City College.” Sergeant Alvin Stafford asked with a steady tone.
“Yes, Chief Officer.” Noland Lee calmly replied.
“My guards have personally inspected the Stone Tomb and confirmed what you have done in it. Well done, Sin Soldier 888, you have lived up to the expectations of the Empire.”
The surrounding soldiers quieted down, listening to the conversation between Alvin Stafford and Lee Noland.
“Chief Officer, it was my duty. I had to do my utmost to destroy the Undead Runes in the Stone Tomb. That’s my mission.”p>
Noland Lee tightened his facial expression, talking solemnly, seeming like an exemplary Imperial man.
“Hmm, although that’s true, what I value more is your discipline and dedication shown in adversity.”
Alvin Stafford nodded and said solemnly:
“I promise that once you are promoted to a private soldier, I will apply for the Korabo Legion’s One-Star Hero Medal for you as an encouragement and acknowledgment.”
“Thank you, Chief Officer!” Noland Lee saluted genuinely.
As soon as the words fell, a mocking laugh came from the direction of the staircase.
“Heh, Sergeant Alvin Stafford, you are a military officer of Intelligence Department 4, and a seasoned officer of the Korabo Legion. When did you start making promises to a Sin Soldier…”p>
Who the hell is acting up?…Noland Lee frowned slightly, looking towards the source of the laughter.
A group of neatly uniformed soldiers walked out of the staircase in formation.
The man leading them looked cold and had gold-framed glasses on his nose bridge. His eyes were cold with a hint of disdain.
This man had a tall and straight figure and wore a spotless Imperial Army uniform.
His middle-parted hair was meticulously combed, and his appearance was quite handsome too.
However, Noland Lee wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but he sensed a sense of darkness from this person.
The man gave Noland Lee a feeling similar to a venomous snake lurking in the dark waiting for prey, and his beautiful appearance was meant to deceive.
He had a vibe of a disguised villain..
