"Don't bring up the past, Javier. You haven't experienced my pain, so naturally you can't understand my feelings. Otherwise, your choices wouldn't have been any better than mine. And now, you can't understand the power I possess. The immense power it has bestowed upon me fascinates me. Power is the only thing in this world that will never betray me."
Meanwhile, Krauser...
Javier's words seemed to pierce Krauser's pain like an arrow. After all, he didn't want to recall what happened two years ago, so he quickly interrupted Javier.
At the same time, he raised his terrifying, grotesque biological blade high. The surging power filling Krauser's body made him realize this wasn't an illusion. As long as it could provide him with power, no matter how ugly the Plaga parasite was, it was the most perfect!
"No..."
"It will betray you, because it's just a Plaga parasite. Although it has given you power, you are merely a host body. Once your value is squeezed dry, it will leave your body at any time. Even when you are close to death, it will leave without hesitation. This is the ugliness of the Plaga parasite."
"That's why I said you chose the wrong path. What's more, this kind of power has obvious flaws. Look at your terrifying, grotesque biological blade arm. It seems incredibly domineering, but in reality, it can no longer be retracted, and you can never turn back into a human. You will only evolve in a more hideous direction. This is simply several times more tragic than a zombie!"
Shaking his head,
Facing Krauser's stubbornness,
Javier, with his superior verbal skills, delivered his output mercilessly. However, what Javier said was also an undeniable fact.
Otherwise,
Krauser wouldn't have charged at Javier in a fit of rage, attacking him to shut that annoying mouth...
"Shut up—!"
"Javier, I'm not who I used to be. If you really want to teach me a lesson, pin me to the ground and hold a blade to my neck. Maybe then I'll be more willing to listen!"
With an angry roar,
Krauser suddenly launched a fierce assault. With a stomp of his foot, the floor tiles shattered, debris flew, and an afterimage appeared where he stood. His terrifying, grotesque biological blade swung, delivering a horizontal slash filled with fierce killing intent, as if to cut Javier's body in half!
But at this moment,
Facing Krauser, who had transformed into a Exploding Bug,
Javier showed no panic. He didn't even pull out his trump card, the Barrett M82A1. Instead, he tightly gripped the biological remnant in his hand—the Executioner Verdugo's tail spike, a close-combat divine weapon!
Don't let it fool you; it's just the Executioner Verdugo's tail spike, but the so-called spike is actually about half a meter long, equivalent to a short blade. Coupled with the articulated connection of the tail, it just happens to become a handy weapon.
Its entire body was pitch black,
Its texture was exceptionally hard, and the blade edge was a sharp, snowy white, just a thin sliver. If one didn't observe carefully, it would be completely unnoticed.
And this divine weapon was famous for its sharpness. In the hands of the Executioner Verdugo, it could cut through stone bricks on the ground like tofu. Facing Krauser's terrifying, grotesque biological blade, Javier had no worries whatsoever,
Because he was confident—
Krauser's terrifying, grotesque biological blade would break before his own black blade. Because Krauser, injected with good quality Plaga, could not compare to the Executioner Verdugo, who had perfectly fused with Blackwater and the Plaga parasite.
The difference in racial values,
Efforts made later cannot easily catch up.
Now, Javier had to properly tell Krauser that while the strength of one's will was indeed rare, if one chose the wrong direction, it would truly be a long detour for nothing.
"..."
"Javier, watch out for Krauser's monster arm! His strength has become terrifying; don't try to block it head-on!"
From a distance, Leon saw Javier about to fight Krauser and quickly rubbed his sore shoulders, hastily reminding him. If he wasn't careful, he would suffer a great loss!
But Javier now only stared intently at the incoming strike from Krauser, completely ignoring Leon's warning.
Krauser saw Javier's gaze fixed on his left arm's biological blade. He knew Javier was constantly on guard against his most terrifying left hand, and at his current speed, Krauser could easily change direction and feint with his right hand for a sneak attack.
But...
The confidence of becoming stronger,
Made Krauser, as always, not change his attack method. Instead, he directly brought his left hand's biological blade forward, just as Javier expected.
He had transformed, becoming stronger, so Krauser wouldn't resort to petty tricks. He just wanted to crush his opponent. This was his arrogant personality, and one of the few dignities of a strong person. Furthermore, he didn't believe Javier could truly defeat him.
But...
Seeing Krauser actually swinging his left arm's biological blade straightforwardly, a complex look flashed in Javier's eyes.
What an interesting character, Krauser. Made by arrogance, broken by arrogance. What can one even say? One can only say he truly lives up to being a born strong person!
And facing Krauser's directness,
Javier also showed no mercy. With a roar, he used all his strength and fiercely swung his black blade upwards!
"Slash—!"
"Pfft..."
"Clang...!!!"
Then,
An incredible sound echoed, as if the world was spinning. Krauser saw a sharp biological blade high in his vision, breaking off and spinning into the air!
Chapter 66: Golden Butterfly
"Pfft—!"
Finally,
That sharp, gleaming biological blade, now a broken half, was fiercely embedded in the ground. Krauser looked at the missing piece on his arm, his expression somewhat at a loss. He didn't know what words to use to describe his current feelings.
In his imagination,
This attack should have cut Javier in half, but now... not only was Javier standing before him completely unharmed, on the contrary... his proud biological blade had broken into two pieces and spun into the air.
"Drip, drip..."
And not only that,
The terrifying, grotesque left arm was also cut in half from the center of the biological blade, along with the biological blade itself. At this moment, blood was continuously seeping out.
Crimson bloodstains dripped onto the floor tiles. The pain gradually brought Krauser back to his senses, and he stared intently at the black blade in Javier's hand.
It wasn't actually a blade,
But a strange biological remnant. Krauser could still tell that much. It looked like a scorpion's tail stinger.
But it didn't have that swollen, round venom gland, nor sharp barbs. The overall shape was very flat, with a fine blade that was difficult to detect with the naked eye. This was a scorpion stinger purely used for cutting!
"..."
"What is that thing...?"
After just one move,
Krauser completely calmed down, no longer as unruly as before. He stood there motionlessly, his eyes fixed on the weapon emanating a strong evil aura, and asked,
Whether by coincidence or not, the Plaga parasite within him told Krauser that the biological remnant Javier held in his hand belonged to the same kind as the Plaga parasite...
"..."
"One of Ramon Salazar's right-hand men, Executioner Verdugo, a perfect Plaga parasite evolution. It's an ultimate monster created by using humans as experimental subjects, injecting them with the Plaga parasite, a large amount of Blackwater, and certain insect genes. It is a stronger existence than you."
"Its appearance is somewhat like a scorpion. The spike on its tail is extremely sharp and hard, capable of cutting through floor like tofu, including thick steel plates. So, it's natural that your proud biological blade would be cut off in front of it."
"I defeated it, so this tail became my trophy. So... Krauser, you chose the wrong path from the start, even when it came to wanting to become stronger."
Facing Krauser's inquiry,
Javier didn't keep him in suspense.
Instead, he explained everything to Krauser in detail, constantly shaking the Executioner Verdugo's tail spike in his hand.
Finally, he slowly inserted it into the ground to demonstrate its cutting ability for Krauser. And seeing the deep cuts easily made in the ground, Krauser believed what Javier had just said and took a deep breath.
"..."
"Since it's so strong, even stronger than me, how did you defeat it?"
After a moment of silence,
Krauser directly continued to ask Javier, completely ignoring his bleeding left arm.
There was such a terrifying monster in the castle, and he didn't even know? Right-hand men, were they those two tall, robed red and black mysterious figures beside that midget dwarf Ramon?
Krauser could now feel the immense power of the biological remnant in Javier's hand. If he not only seized the Dominant Plaga but also conducted the so-called Blackwater fusion experiment, would he become an even stronger existence, gaining even greater power?!
Javier: "..."
Krauser is completely beyond help. All he talks about is power, power, power—
Because Javier intended to directly shatter Krauser's stubborn notion. Looking at Krauser, who was eager for an answer, he delivered a fatal ice-breaking hammer:
"With a Barrett...!"
"It's a weapon you're very familiar with, the Barrett M82A1. The Executioner Verdugo's black carapace is extremely hard, no different from an armored vehicle. Ada emptied a magazine from her Uzi submachine gun and didn't even leave a mark. So, I used suitable incendiary armor-piercing rounds, special bullets that can easily penetrate armor."
"With just one shot, I blew off half of its body. With another shot, its head disappeared. It was that simple. Also... when you and Leon were fighting just now, I could have also used the Barrett sniper rifle to sneak attack. With just one shot, you would have died instantly!"
"So it's ridiculous, Krauser. The power you pursue, can it really not even compare to an eight-thousand-dollar anti-material sniper rifle from a weapon store? Then your so-called power is truly a bit cheap—"
As his words fell,
The entire place fell into a deathly silence.
Not only Krauser in front of him, but even Leon and the others beside him were stunned. They didn't care how Javier got his Barrett. Instead, they were shocked by what Javier had said.
Yes...
It was true that Krauser was very strong now,
But if Leon were given a Barrett, or even an RPG, or failing that, a heavy machine gun, Leon could instantly kill Krauser without moving.
And if that's the case, if the power you obtain still cannot escape the judgment of hot weapons, then why choose it?
Ahem—
But in reality, it wasn't that easy.
The Executioner Verdugo was very fast. Without Javier's shooting talent and'shaking gun' buff,
Then even if an ordinary person was given ten Barretts, it would be useless, because they couldn't hit the Executioner Verdugo, and Verdugo could instantly kill them in return.
But no matter what,
The fact that the Barrett could instantly kill the Executioner Verdugo was true, and the fact that it could instantly kill Krauser was also true.
And if the power he had painstakingly pursued couldn't even defeat the weapon equipment he used when he was a soldier, then Krauser didn't understand the meaning of everything he was doing now.
And clearly...
Krauser was now caught in this self-doubt. Just a verbal attack had completely shattered Krauser's psychological defenses. This was Javier; even 'mouth-fu' could defeat enemies.
However, this wasn't deceptive 'mouth-fu',
But facts—
This was also the reason why Javier didn't inject the virus earlier. If the power gained from injecting the virus, and the price paid, were such that it couldn't even withstand most modern hot weapons, then what was the point of injecting it? It would be more practical to buy two missiles...
"..."
"Can't understand?"
"Then let me show you something even more incomprehensible. You once said that everything in the world would betray you, including the former United States Government."
"So you crave power, because Krauser, you believe that power is everything, and only power will not betray you. Very well, let's see if your power will betray you...!"
Seeing Krauser struggling,
Javier didn't intend to force Krauser, this soldier, to use his rusty brain to think.
Not that Krauser was stupid; on the contrary, he was very intelligent in combat, capable of quick reactions to any tactic and dangerous situation. But when it came to thinking about other things... well, forget it, it wasn't his specialty.
And so,
In Krauser's bewildered gaze, the black blade in Javier's hand slowly moved to Krauser's grotesque left arm. With a light swing,
"Pfft—!"
Without feeling any pain, or even the nerves reacting, that incredibly thick left arm was completely and smoothly severed from the shoulder. It fell to the ground with a "thud."
"Ahhh...!!!"