Chapter 201: Hormone Rampage
The middle-aged man wearing glasses stepped out from the dark prison at a steady pace, neither hurried nor slow.
He removed his half-face gas mask, revealing the plain face of a middle-aged man, slightly sallow and sickly in complexion.
Yet, this unremarkable-looking middle-aged man, upon emerging, gave off an undeniable presence.
His expression was eerily calm, out of sync with the battlefield around him, as if none of it mattered to him.
The man was none other than the leader of the Umbrella Organization, the "forensic doctor" Servis Gerard.
His name was not widely known.
Even among the higher echelons of the Umbrella Organization, few had truly seen his face.
As he emerged, the members of the two great families of Oliver immediately became vigilant.
This man and that SS most-wanted criminal Su Lun had a strikingly similar presence. In their eyes, both regarded people with an indifferent coldness, as if viewing corpses.
Moreover, listening to the conversation between the two, they seemed to know each other?
Trash?
This tone, hearing this arrogant tone, clearly wasn't that of a "friendly force."
Moreover, this man's sudden appearance behind their ranks forced the members of the two families to be on their guard.
....
Gerald completely ignored the guns pointed at him.
Unhurried, he walked toward the front, stripping off his coat as he walked, revealing a standard linen shirt underneath. He seemed to think fighting in full attire hindered his movements and began to roll up his sleeves.
Throughout this process, he treated the others as if they were invisible, with his eyes only on Su Lun.
As Gerald rolled up his sleeves, he asked, "I'm curious, how did you know I was here?"
His tone was without a trace of emotion, as if exchanging pleasantries with an old friend who had been reunited.
"Guessed."
Su Lun squinted at the middle-aged man in the distance, the only one who could feel the murderous intent surging beneath his calm expression.
However, there was no fear in his own eyes, but rather an eagerness to try, "If I were you, I would have also followed the Reiss family here... after all, it's the most logical clue. Didn't you guess I would appear as well?"
"Yes."
Gerald smiled, his face indifferent, "Knowing I would come, it looks like you also have a very reliable source of information."
He had long seen that the two were of the same kind, a glance was enough to understand many things.
Su Lun gave him a half-smile without denying it.
It's impossible to hide anything from such people, a little bit of a clue, and much of the truth is revealed.
Gerald seemed to have guessed something, lightly pushing the glasses that had slipped down his nose.
He didn't say much more, just smiled again and said lightly, "Now that you've shown yourself, you must be confident you can kill me. But that alone won't suffice. I'm curious as to what other means you have."
"Not sure. But I want to try."
Like the calm before the storm, Su Lun wore a devilish smirk as if his sanity was no longer present, yet spoke unnervingly serene words, "Whether it's to kill Mr. Gerard or even if Mr. Gerard ends up killing me, just thinking about it excites me…"
Their tones were both very calm, as if discussing the life and death of others.
Gerald's face rarely showed a knowing smile, "Your abilities do amaze, Spatial Ability, Puppeteer, and a superlative understanding of rules... any one of these would qualify you as a genius. There are many talents in Old Lington, but of those I have met, none compare to you."
He paused, then added, "It's a pity, if we weren't enemies, we could have had a good chat."
Su Lun grinned, showing his white teeth, "Indeed, what a pity."
No sooner had these words fallen than the atmosphere between them grew increasingly tense.
.....
The two of them conversed as if no one else was around, which baffled the onlookers.
Their eerie atmosphere was such that no one dared to interrupt,
and it seemed that the others were also trying to discern something from their conversation.
The situation for the two major families was odd at the moment, blocked in front by Su Lun alone, with another figure appearing from behind.
Both men seemed to emanate an invisible force, pressuring the hundreds of people around them to retreat step by step.
Gerald could easily ignore the members of the two major families, but after all, he emerged from behind the crowd and to leave, he naturally had to pass close to them.
Young Master Eli, who was continuously frightened, was forced into a corner.
The Commander watched Gerald approaching and immediately sensed something was off.
But hearing that this person wasn't part of Su Lun's group, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward, asking, "Who exactly are you?"
As soon as he spoke,
The delicate balance of the atmosphere was shattered.
Gerald glanced at him, like a ferocious tiger interrupted during its meal, his gaze suddenly sharp.
The killing intent that had previously been fixed solely on Su Lun now turned towards the Commander.
In an instant, it was as if needles were piercing the eyes, and in the brief moment the Commander met his gaze, it seemed he saw endless mountains of corpses and seas of blood in his eyes.
Gerald's aura erupted suddenly, emitting the same pale blue cold flame as Su Lun, revealing he too was a practitioner of the Secret Technique "Shadowless"!
With a flick of his fingers, his fingernails turned into sharp, scalpel-like blades.
Nobody saw clearly what happened next, only that in a flash the blades passed by, and the Commander, who was clad in heavy knight armor, had pieces of his armor falling off, showing no reaction, before kneeling on the ground. At a closer look, he was as drenched in sweat as if he were just pulled out of water. He was still breathing, but his eyes were empty and spiritless, as if his soul had been sucked out.
Without any agreement, violence erupted suddenly, utterly unreasonable.
The members of the two families also took action together.
In an instant, gunshots rang out.
But a bizarre scene occurred.
Gerald moved like a drunken man, swaying unsteadily. To the onlookers, it seemed as if there were multiple images of him, making it hard to pinpoint his exact location.
But in the blink of an eye, his illusions were everywhere.
His ghostly movements weaved through the crowds, splattering blood everywhere.
Along the way, bodies fell like mown grass.
Upon closer inspection, the wounds on the bodies were very precise, like slashes from a scalpel, opening up the arteries at vital spots, causing blood to spurt out. But even the mechanical warriors covered in heavy armor could not survive an encounter with him.
Whether they were first or second tier.
Anyone who blocked his path perished without exception.
Gerald walked through, leaving bodies behind as if cutting down grass.
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Young Master Eli, pushed into a corner, was so terrified that he wet himself, waiting fearfully for death.
Yet surprisingly, Gerald did not intend to kill everyone there.
Not that he couldn't, perhaps he just found it too bothersome.
Without anyone blocking his way, he simply stopped.
He walked straight up to Su Lun and stopped a short distance in front of him.
Standing with his back to everyone, no one dared to fire a shot.
Gerald clapped his hands, and suddenly a red alchemy formation lit up under his feet, and he appeared to be muttering something.
The next moment, the vital energies from the corpses behind him, as if drawn by a force, were sucked into the formation.
Once the technique activated, Gerald greedily absorbed this blood energy, his expression revealing a blend of pleasure and enjoyment. His body involuntarily began to get excited, his arm muscles bulging dramatically.
This state, not far from Su Lun, was strikingly similar.
Both had intense, morbid madness in their eyes, with a vibrant red glow intensifying.
And at that moment, as if the rioting energy reached a threshold, Gerald's face suddenly displayed a black-and-white clown mask.
Upon closer examination, the clown mask transformed into one of red and black colors.
....
"Scary, scary, scary..."
Low sounds came from Su Lun's throat.
It seemed like laughter, yet also like roaring, as he tilted his head looking at the red-faced Gerald, licking his lips, "Red-faced clown, underestimated aren't you... I heard Mr. Gerald has an even stronger state of the black face?"
Gerald responded, "I hope you get the chance to see it."
He didn't rush to act, seemingly waiting for something.
Red eyes met red eyes, two patients sharing an unspoken bond, as if finding a kindred spirit was a rare treasure.
It was their final exchange, and then, Su Lun slowly closed his eyes.
The light before him narrowed into a slit, and that last bit of reason faded into the darkness.
In a sudden moment, blood streamed from all his orifices, his hands spread out as if embracing and accepting the whole world.
For the first time, he fully opened the constraints in his heart, letting the emotions he had suppressed for many years to overpower him...
The ferocious beast within him leaped out of its cage.
When he opened his eyes again, they were blood red.
In an instant, an invisible spiritual power exploded out from Su Lun as the epicenter.
He looked around, as if sizing up this new world, and sneered, "So this is what it feels like..."
No sooner had he spoken than there was a loud "bang" of an airburst.
A circle of visible air ripples burst out from under his feet, and after a one-second delay, the bluestone ground showed an intricate web of cracks.
This time, the noise made by stepping on air was far more exaggerated than before; Su Lun's step seemed to affect the entire space, making everyone feel a ripple in the air around them.
This Stepping on Air was several times faster than before!
The release of emotions was not just a change in spiritual power, but also caused him to enter a hysterical state where his hormones surged wildly.
This temporarily opened the safety valves of his muscle fibers, letting his muscles unleash many times, even tens of times, their normal strength!
Among third-tier professionals, who dared say their physical condition was ten times stronger than Su Lun who had been enhanced with the X serum?
His body could now withstand bursts of power much stronger than that of an average person.
This was a terrorizing speed that not even third-tier professionals could achieve.
When he looked again, at the exact moment of the commotion, Su Lun, with a body cold as flames, had already charged in front of Gerald, whose golden-painted fist hammered like a cannonball straight into the middle-aged man's abdomen.
Caught off-guard, Gerald was knocked back, crashing into the crowd of the Oliver family member.
This strike smashed several people back spitting blood and created a huge crater in the wall.
The dreadful speed left everyone present aghast.
Everyone thought the fight had decided the victor,
but unexpectedly, a crumbling sound came from the broken wall.
Upon another look, Gerald stood up from the broken bricks as if nothing had happened.
He made a habitual motion to adjust his glasses, but realizing he was wearing a mask, he muttered to himself, "Tsk, tsk, interesting... I thought I was the only one who knew this technique, but it seems you know it too."
Gerald dusted off his clothes, clasped his hands in the sorcerer's seals, and shouted, "Flesh Alchemy: Hormone Rampage!"
It was as if some change occurred, and his aura surged dramatically.
The next instant, his entire figure suddenly dispersed on the spot.
Almost simultaneously, a piercing metallic tearing sound reverberated throughout the entire prison.
Upon focusing again,
Gerald, who had undergone a transformation, moved even faster than Su Lun,
so quickly that the second-tier professionals present couldn't catch him!
Blade-like nails glided lightning-fast over golden-painted skin, sparking fires and creating a flurry of "zzzt" noises.
Gerald moved like a whisper of wind, flashing continuously around Su Lun, front, back, left, right...
As if there were countless versions of him,
disappearing,
then reappearing.
The lethal bladed claws sparked off Su Lun's body with each slash.
This "Vajra" Flesh Alchemy technique, condensed from the gold element, was nearly impossible for a third-tier professional to break through provided there was enough dark spiritual power.
Gerald's claws, which could easily severely injure second-tier professionals and were wrapped in the cold flames of "Void Servant," could only cause superficial damage to Su Lun.
But suddenly, Su Lun felt something was amiss with his condition.
Limb disarray?
Hormonal disarray?
Gerald's attacks were not merely physical damage.
This "forensic doctor" had a profound understanding of human anatomy, nerve control, and certain hormone secretions.
The moment the blade pierced the skin, a certain bioelectricity was created immediately, which interfered with Su Lun's brain control over his limbs. The brain intended to move the left hand, the signal was sent, but it was the right hand that moved; it meant to move a finger, but instead a toe moved...
Moreover, fighting with this guy, the body's hormones could also be unconsciously affected, such as the secretion of negative hormones associated with the emotion of fear, which could be artificially controlled...
If a normal person were to confront him, these disorders were like adding a "weakened state," already weakening them by a third without even fighting.
Though Red-eyed Su Lun had lost his sanity, his combat instinct was still present, even intensified.
At the moment, his emotions were as if multiple people were calculating this battle in his mind; he could overcome the "limb disarray" in an instant. As for emotions...
Everyone utilized emotions; masked Gerald wasn't necessarily crazier than Su Lun.
There was no advantage in speed, and physical combat wouldn't hurt anyone for a while.
Su Lun pinched his sorcerer's seals with both hands, condensing "Puppet Theater" once again.
Silver threads intertwined in space, dozens of puppets attacking simultaneously.
This time, the so-called unsurpassable "Puppet Theater" at the same rank also showed its deficiencies in a cross-rank battle.
A single thread could easily be cut by sharpened nails, and when they formed a bundle, he could dodge flexibly with his ghostly movements...
Gerald moved like a fish swimming agilely through seaweed, these witch-like hairs didn't much trouble him.
And as the main force of attack, it was still those puppets.
Su Lun multitasked, controlling dozens of puppets to attack simultaneously, as if one person had dozens of hands and feet.
But the "Nightmare Doll" that could affect the minds of second-rank professionals was useless against this leader of the umbrella organization. And with his method of stripping armor, he didn't even need to smash the dolls to easily dismantle them into parts.
Before long, the battlefield had become a horrific slaughterhouse, with various doll limbs scattered in the air...
If it had been humans, Gerald would have probably already turned it into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
But these were puppets,
Even the dismembered limbs continued to attack Gerald fiercely.
Both sides were injured to different extents,
But both faces bore an expression as if they didn't feel the pain,
And in this Central Prison, where dark spiritual power was very dense, inhaling and exhaling could greatly replenish their exhaustion. This was enough for Su Lun to hold on for a long time.
Moreover, with the 'X serum' that provided super recovery capability, he was not likely to lose anytime soon.
The two engaged in a fierce battle.
....
As the two battled, the bystanders were stunned.
A baffling one-on-one duel had simply turned into a clash of the gods.
Members of the two major families then realized that this nondescript middle-aged man in glasses was actually a third-rank professional, and an exceptionally strong one at that!
Turning to look at Su Lun, they also understood that this second-rank SS wanted criminal, even without using the black scythe, was formidable enough to be daunting.
"This..."
"What speed! Even President Nero might not match the two of them..."
"Both are using methods that stimulate hormone secretion to enhance their combat power; Su Lun probably won't live much longer..."
"Let's go! Whichever of them wins, it will be very disadvantageous for us!"
"Right, let's think of a way to break this cursed space and get out."
"..."
The remnants of the two major families didn't watch the battle, choosing to flee instead.
Meanwhile, Kai and the other two at the second level entrance saw red-eyed Su Lun. Although concerned about the battle, they dared not hesitate and entered the second floor of the prison.
PS. There should be another update later, don't wait, I don't know when it will be, writing hasn't been going smoothly recently.