Chapter 453: Chapter 451 Skin Bag Apostle

“Phew… just as I had guessed, this group, almost wiped out in the war and recently reappeared, indeed lacks money.

If the upcoming journey could also be smoothed over with money, things would be much easier.”

William gazed upward between the towering peaks, noting that the female Blood clan with mosquito-like traits had not returned to the factory but floated between the peaks, seemingly wanting to enjoy his forthcoming performance.

Feeling the gaze cast upon her, the woman swayed her slender arms and even sent a seductive look his way.

Confident there was no mistake, William continued toward the Skin Factory.

“Thirteen, let’s go… at least we can be sure that the Blood clan in the air won’t interfere anymore.”

Descending the last connecting mountain before the factory, the raging Blood River was the only obstacle.

The ‘Black Umbilical Cord’ had already confirmed the blood here was highly toxic, capable of damaging the body, or even inflicting severe injuries before setting foot in the Skin Factory.

However, looking at the Blood River rushing at 20 m/s in front of him, William merely smiled slightly.

He looked up at the sky, and even here in the underworld, he could still faintly see the ancient stars of the old world, a ray of starlight passing through his eyes, and with that feeling, he stepped forward.

Just as his foot was about to fall into the roaring Blood River,

Buzz!

A light screen like a Star River fluid formed underfoot, and his foot landed firmly on it.

With each step, the light screen appeared just in time under his feet, and he walked straight toward the ‘Sutured Gate’, completely ignoring the rushing Blood River.

Thirteen hurriedly followed, with a knee bend and a lift, pressing down on her skirt hem to sit firmly on the teacher’s shoulders, crossing the river together.

This scene was also noticed by a female noble in the sky like a mosquito, “Hmm? This is… Stargazer’s ability, right? Where did this hybrid Skin Slave come from? I’ve never heard of such talent under the Skin Factory~ But it’s good, if I could transform this guy into a Blood Plague, it would be interesting to have someone by my side in the future.

I’m really looking forward to it~ I hope the guardian at the gate doesn’t try too hard, it’d be best to just knock you unconscious.

If you were chopped and smashed, it would probably take a lot of time to repair your body.

Hehe~ Let’s see how long you can last.”

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300m… 200m… 100m

Just as they were about to reach the ‘Sutured Gate,’ Little Grape’s voice resonated in William’s mind.

“William, wait… there’s something in the depths of the Blood River! Stop for a moment, let me take a closer look.”

“Just watch from inside the body for now, don’t reveal your presence or the Evil Sun Attribute, just in case.”

As William stopped, Little Grape immediately focused on the depths of the Blood River, looking through layers of dense blood toward an unknown dark shape at the bottom.

With the effects of the Ash Eye gradually increasing and Little Grape adjusting her pupils repeatedly,

A large humanoid was caught in her gaze.

“This is!”

When Little Grape transmitted the progressively clearer visual image to William, he too broke out in a cold sweat.

This was a life form three meters tall or more, its entire skin stripped away, revealing perfect muscle tissues, kneeling on one knee, head bowed down, squatting at the bottom of the Blood River.

Despite having a physique that could be called perfect, without the protection of skin, the muscle tissues were still bleeding continuously.

However, his skin was not stolen or lost, but rather stacked like tofu next to him in small cubes, the color and friction within the appropriate range, and with distinct muscle patterns on them.

And the tofu-stacked skin was also completely unaffected by the erosion of the Blood River,

As William and Little Grape directly observed such an individual, a dangerous signal transmitted simultaneously into the souls of both.

“Teacher, what did you see? Can you share it with me?” Thirteen on his shoulder asked sensing the teacher’s tension.

As Madness Brain shared the visual image, Thirteen also began searching for answers in her consciousness.

Just then,

Yellow Skin had given the answer in advance, with strings of yellow text springing to view.

“The Skin Slaves, also known as Skin Bag Apostles, are only named ‘Angel Envoy’ after completing their path through the skin, representing the core security force of the Skin Factory.

When I was first discovered, I was chased by many Angels; although I killed a few, these guys were sticky like glue and incredibly troublesome.”

It’s not that I am biased toward the Skin Factory, but in my view, the Skin Bag Apostles were even more troublesome than the Honored Tumor Knight and the Death Plague Knight.

However, the fellow in front of you seems to be a newcomer, one not present in my memory. Moreover, his state is very bad, his whole body corroded by blood, to ensure the sacred skin bag is unharmed, it was separated and stored alone.

It’s strange, why would such a distinguished Angel Envoy be here? Try not to disturb him; you currently stand no chance against this kind of person, continue your starry sky stroll.”

“Okay.”

William slowed his steps as much as possible, using extreme control over his epilepsy to let every inch of his muscles move smoothly, not stirring the slightest ripple.

Maintaining this sensation, he continued forward, gradually closing the horizontal distance to the Skin Bag Apostle.

5m…3m…1m.

When the horizontal distance between them became zero,

Gurgle~ a bubble surfaced.

The faint sense of danger was suddenly magnified, and everyone, be it William, Little Grape, Thirteen, or even the hidden Yellow Skin, tensed up completely.

“Teacher, run!”

“William, retreat!”

While Thirteen and Little Grape, including William himself, all had the immediate thought to retreat, Yellow Skin offered a different piece of advice.

“You can’t run away. Find a way to survive, William!”

Buzz!

An irresistible skin-attraction force transmitted, any inch of skin on William would endure this suction force, and his entire body was suddenly pulled down into the Blood River, sinking towards the deep.

“Skin Bag Protection”

The gentleman’s clothes containing the Black Death Skin immediately wrapped around him entirely, isolating the infestation of the Blood River.

Hiss hiss hiss~ Contact with the Blood River caused the surface of the clothes to emit dense smoke, as parts of the outer skin began to ulcerate and bleed.

Unable to resist, even with the aid of Star Magic for transfer, it could only stall time,

Yellow Skin’s ability might escape the skin-bag suction, but acting so would expose the existence of Yellow Skin.

Eventually, William was forced to sink to the bottom of the lake.

In the meantime, the Skin Bag Apostle slowly got up, and with one stamp of his foot! Buzz… a kind of skin bag aura spread out, forcing the surrounding Blood River to widen, forming a 100m x 100m empty area.

The blood in front of the Seam Gate was also cleaned up, revealing the gate’s original appearance.

Following that, the Skin Bag Apostle, with a slap on the ground!

The neatly stacked skin bags soared into the air, perfectly fitting onto his body,

Perhaps due to prolonged soaking, the skin bag seemed to swell and increase in size…or perhaps the skin bag was always this size, slightly larger than his body.

Fitting onto him, it appeared like a slightly ill-fitting full-body skin suit.

Drip drop drip drop~ continuous blood flowed from the facial skin bag holes, indicating that this Apostle’s state was not very good, and he seemed somewhat mad and paranoid.

The most unique aspect of this skin bag was its hair follicle, which only existed in one spot on the back, about the size of a fist.

A certain sharp, pitch-black weapon was being stored between the hair follicles.

Just as the Skin Bag Apostle fully stood up, an epic symphony echoed by William’s ear, like a primordial human voice singing in concert with a skin drum and tribal chant.

The Apostle, with bleeding eyes, looked down at the newcomers, a white silhouette frame gradually emerging above his head,

SSGuardian of the Sutured Gate – Pim LawleySS