Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 810

Chapter 810: Ruinwalkers

The thing had tracked Alice’s firing pattern across two shots and broken stride on the third, changing direction in a lateral snap that carried it past the beam’s landing point by less than a meter, and it was still running.

<It’s smart! Big brother, it’s almost at the wall!>

Kaiden’s blood reserves were running low. Three javelins, a thread, and the sustained Wrath output had eaten most of what the earlier kills had provided.

He pulled what remained from both vambraces and shaped it into a wide crescent along his right forearm, thin as paper and dense as the steel it was mimicking, then flung it sidearm across the basin in a spinning arc that anticipated the runner’s trajectory two seconds ahead of where it was.

The blood crescent hit rock where the runner was going to be. The runner arrived one heartbeat later and the crescent caught it across the throat at full sprint, the paper-thin edge opening the membrane and the flesh underneath in a single clean line that separated the head from the body mid-stride.

The corpse skidded twelve meters across the Mire floor and hit the far wall with its legs still kicking.

[You’ve slain invading Mirescutter (Level 92). +490,000 XP. +760 DMP.]

[Champion Kill: invading Mirescutter (Level 90). +780 DMP.]

[Champion Kill: invading Mirescutter (Level 93). +800 DMP.]

[You’ve slain invading Mirescutter (Level 91). +460,000 XP. +740 DMP.]

The two remaining runners had been in the lanes where the thick ground spores should have killed them. They hadn’t. Their membranes held, and they were twenty meters from the basin exit with nothing between them and the Verdant Expanse.

Then the shadows came.

Two hooked cables shot from the basin’s far wall where Vespera had seeded anchor points minutes ago, braided dark that moved faster than anything alive and caught both runners through the torso from behind.

The hooks drove clean past the membrane, past the hide, past the ribcage, and the shadows yanked both bodies backward in one synchronized pull that slammed them into each other mid-air with a sound that carried across the basin.

They hit the ground as a single tangled mass of broken legs and punctured membrane, spores rising around them in a gentle cloud that found every opening the hooks had made.

Vespera did not look at them. She was still fighting the glutton.

<Mom is scary...>

’Yeah.’

Kaiden’s chest was heaving. His mask had cracked along the right side where a piece of debris had caught him during one of the sprints, and the Mire’s air was seeping through the fracture in a thin burn that touched the back of his throat with every inhale.

Alice’s Dominion Convergence pulsed once, the healing glow pulling the irritation back from his lungs, rejuvenating him based on the damage he dealt, and he felt the mana cost land against her reserves like a weight.

She didn’t complain.

He reshaped the mask with what little blood he could spare.

Then the column’s second wave hit the basin.

These were not Mirescutters.

The body that cleared the entrance lane was taller than the glutton and built on two legs instead of four, a bipedal frame wrapped in stone-colored chitin that reflected the Mire’s toxic glow off angular plates, and it was carrying something.

A weapon. A spine-studded club the length of Kaiden’s entire body, gripped in one massive three-fingered hand, with the other hand open and crackling with a green energy that matched nothing in the Mire’s natural palette.

Behind it, four more of the same. Spaced evenly, moving with discipline.

[Warning: chitin-sealed. Toxin resistance confirmed.]

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