Infinite Disasters: I Hoarded My Way to Godhood novel Chapter 104

Chapter 104: Chapter 104: The Silenti Swarm, Escape

The Silenti appeared.

The next second, two solid, terrifying beams of ghastly green light erupted from its eyes without warning. They instantly struck Howard Dawson’s outstretched arm and the side of his body, which were just inches away!

"Holy shit! What the hell is this light?!"

Startled by the sudden green light, Howard Dawson violently jerked his hand back.

However, it was too late.

The other Players, who had managed to dodge, watched in horror as the parts of Howard Dawson’s body caught in the green light—his fingers, arm, shoulder, and even half his face—visibly lost their flesh-and-blood color, turning a stiff, grayish-white.

Moreover, this horrifying transformation was rapidly spreading across his entire body!

Howard Dawson himself finally realized something was wrong.

He tried to move his fingers, only to find they were as heavy as lead and completely numb.

He looked down and saw that his palm had turned into lifeless stone.

In that instant, terror seized his heart.

"No... no! My hand won’t move! Is this... Petrification?! Save me! Can anyone save me?!!"

He let out a shrill, desperate scream, trying to cry for help, but his voice became slurred and indistinct as his jaw began to petrify.

As everyone watched in horror, Howard Dawson, frozen in a posture of terrified pleading, solidified completely from the outside in. He finally became a lifelike, grayish-white stone statue radiating an aura of despair, standing silently in the dilapidated stairwell.

The Silenti vibrated its wings, let out a triumphant hiss, and flew higher. Its cold, gray eyes scanned the other "prey" below.

In that moment, without any need for explanation, all the surviving Players instantly understood.

The horrifying source of the countless stone statues littering this apocalyptic world was this very creature before them—seemingly small, yet unbelievably lethal.

"Run! That shriek just now was definitely a call for its companions!"

Chester Donovan was the first to react. His voice held an unprecedented urgency as he abandoned all pretense of leadership, spun around, and bolted out of the stairwell.

Faced with this terrifying, petrifying creature, some chose to flee, while others chose to fight back.

A red glint flashed in Grisha’s eyes. Without a shred of hesitation, she bit down hard on her fingertip.

A crimson bead of blood welled up. Instead of dripping, it pulsed like a living thing at her fingertip, rapidly condensing and stretching until, in an instant, it transformed into a blood-red whip nearly a meter long with an incredibly sharp edge.

She swung her arm, and the blood whip tore through the air with a piercing shriek, striking the Silenti that had just attacked with pinpoint accuracy.

"CRACK!"

The sharp crack of shattering stone rang out, accompanied by the Silenti’s short, shrill cry.

The seemingly ferocious Imp was shattered by the single blow, breaking apart into several grayish-white stone fragments that clattered onto the mossy ground.

Even Grisha, the one who had attacked, was momentarily stunned. A flicker of surprise crossed her pale face.

’This thing... I didn’t expect its defenses to be so weak. Surprisingly easy to kill!’

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