I Became an Evolving Space Monster

Chapter 373

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“omg?!”

Salman opened his eyes, breathing heavily. When he woke up, he urgently looked down at his hands. Instead of wings covered with colorful feathers, a familiar hand covered with fine fur caught my eye.

“Cough, wow, how did this happen?”

Just a few seconds ago, the body was decomposing. However, no wounds were visible on his clean hands.

‘No, rather, these are my hands, right?’

Good-looking skin that is moderately tanned by the sun, muscles toned through exercise, and well-maintained nails.

The hand was that of a human male. His hand, which he lost a long time ago.

He quickly looked around to see if he had returned to reality.

The place he was in was a pure white room. In a room without any objects or decorations, Salman was sitting on a chair.

And in one corner of the room stood a short cult boy.

The boy, who looked human because of his severed horns, muttered to himself. Every time I opened my mouth, there was noise and I couldn’t understand properly.

However, I was able to understand a few parts.

“I didn’t know that the psionium they made had that effect.”

“You, what about you?”

“Thanks to you, I got important information. Since there is no ■■■■ this time, I will help you.”

As soon as the other person finished speaking, Salman felt a burning pain throughout his body. A familiar power restored his spirit from madness.

I’ve received help like this before. He gritted his teeth and tried to somehow stay sane.

‘Say, to Psionium, ugh! ‘I never thought there would be such a side effect!’

When the spear thrown by the enemy pierced the chest, all of the psionium ampoules contained within were shattered. The reinforced psionium in the ampoule seeped into the wound all at once.

Originally, Psionium’s effect does not activate on those who have reached the end of the growth stage or those whose duration has become 0 after using it multiple times. There is no harm or harm from overdosing.

However, it was not the reinforced psionium he used. After a large amount of drugs were administered, the body began to change. His body was converted into energy particles against his will.

As a Simurgh skilled in energy manipulation, he was able to control the mass of energy that replaced his body, but this was only possible if his brain remained. If it weren’t for the equipment he wore, the ‘Golden Salamander’, his body would have collapsed long ago.

‘If it weren’t for the regeneration effect, I would have died.’

The Golden Salamander, called ‘Gecko Gap’ in the community, is equipment specialized for defense against energy attacks and body regeneration. While the armor regenerates the body, the energy must be controlled somehow to prevent collapse.

He looked down at the golden javelin pinned to his chest.

‘Starting from this window...’

I was about to pull it out because it was interfering with my recovery, but I felt a cool sensation in the back of my neck. The animals under his control had sent a signal.

‘You bastards! ‘There’s still some left!’

Slaves sent by Eimov. They are targeting Salman’s life.

Salman focused his attention on the beasts he ruled. As a result of connecting his senses with each animal, the sensations they saw and felt were transmitted to his mind.

Everyone here is looking into the dark clouds. A moment later, the enemy appeared through the clouds.

‘huh?’

The enemies he fought before losing his temper were the Mutant Screamer and the Black Thunderbird. However, the being that appeared from hiding was not the Thunderbird.

There was a being there with red wings that glowed brightly in the darkness.

“...Gallagon?”

It clawed at his armor with its sharp claws. The claws dug into the smooth surface, tearing holes here and there. The opponent is trying to destroy the Golden Salamander.

‘dare!’

As long as Gallagon is alive, running upward is suicidal. There are still many of his slaves left on earth. Salman descended with the Mutant Screamer on his back.

And just before his body touched the ground, he turned around and crushed the enemy on his back to the ground. The impact caused the Mutant Screamer to fall away from him.

Vulkarox rushed at the guy lying on the black ground. The guy who was just about to get up was hit by the bronze bull’s charge and fell down. Besides Vulkarox, other monsters also rushed to attack the enemy.

In the meantime, he checked the condition of his armor. Due to repeated damage, the Golden Salamander was on the verge of destruction.

「Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! You...!”

As the armor’s recovery effect wore off, pain came flooding back. Salman cried out in anger and pain.

‘This window! Because of this window!’

Salman, who lost his temper, lowered his head and put the golden javelin in his mouth. And then he forcefully pulled out the window.

“On the subject of Aimov’s slave!”

He threw the spear carelessly and let out a thought wave filled with hatred. The enemy, who was pushing Vulkarox’s head away with his claws, looked at him.

“Do you think a monster like you could kill me?”

“There are two errors, so I’d like to correct them. First, Eimov and I are not in the relationship of owner and property.”

The monster with the face of a human woman continued speaking as it stabbed Vulkarox’s vitals with its bladed legs.

“Second, my mission has already been accomplished. “It’s not me who eliminates goals.”

“what?”

Just as he was about to ask what that meant, he felt an intense pain in his stomach.

Two jewel-like eyes slowly looked downward. A blood-covered spear blade was sticking out of the lower abdomen. At the same time, cracks appeared in the armor covering the entire body, and it soon stopped working.

“Ugh!”

When the spear was pulled out, blood poured out from the wound. Salman, who no longer had the strength to stand, fell to the floor.

Wolf Ranker, who had stabbed him with the priest’s golden spear, stood before him.

“Successful suppression of target.”

“It was close.”

“Yes, you...!”

The opponent was not in the form of a thunderbird, but in the form of a griffon beast. After dropping the Mutant Screamer, they probably prepared a surprise attack.

Actually, now that I think about it, I think it’s a good thing. As the Golden Salamander breaks down, the collapse of his body is accelerating. His death was a foregone conclusion.

There wasn’t much time left for him. Less than ten seconds at most.

‘Is this the end? ‘To die at the hands of insignificant people like them?’

Salman was the chosen one. In reality, he was a famous wealthy man, and in this world, he was a strong man with great power. In other words, he is a being of important value in both worlds.

“The target’s biological response is rapidly decreasing.”

“...what? “Why suddenly?”

“It’s because the body’s decay is accelerating.”

“Is the collapse accelerating? Could it be that the Golden Salamander is broken?”

“Yes. “Life support equipment is currently disabled.”

“wait! You can’t let me die like this!”

“What is it?” “Hunting” “It’s not over?”

It was never destined to end miserably like this.

‘okay! ‘If you’re a fan, you’ll help me, right?’

The leader of the returnee faction is one who knows his value well. Didn’t you actually help him in his madness this time?

There is no way Beomho will abandon him.

‘Beomho! There is no time! hurry! Help me quickly! Beomhooooo!’

Salman shouted Beomho’s name right before he died.

But there was no answer back.

“Watch next episode”