Dark Moon Era Chapter 369

Humans, be it a powerhouse or a common man, had to breathe.

The difference in the pace and intensity of the breathing could roughly determine a person's condition. At least, Tang Ling's Precise Instinct could discern that.

Humans generally breathed with the mouth and nose, so if something breathed through its body, what could it be?

More precisely, this particular thing breathed using every follicle on its skin and through the retraction of muscles. The body was able to function as the mouth and nose.

Tang Ling thought he heard wrongly at first, but his Precise Instinct was able to tell the subtle differences. The noise of the breathing was very different from that using the nose or mouth.

Tang Ling even triple-checked and was certain that more than three prisoners were breathing through their bodies and not their noses or mouths.

If such things were not monsters, what would they be?

Regardless of who or what they were, under such circumstances, Tang Ling's only choice was to unleash these unknown monsters.

The enemy's enemy is my friend.

Tang Ling might not know his current position in this world yet. Although he had no idea who the enemy was and who might be his ally, messing up the prison was a must!

The black-robed figure was quick. He appeared before Tang Ling in a flash, but it was at that second that Tang Ling broke down the door of the seventh prison cell.

If he was right, the seventh prison cell was holding someone or something that breathed using the body.

Decisively, the figure in black tried to grab Tang Ling the moment he got close enough.

Similar to the hand that had killed Tonnies, the figure also extended his right hand that was also sheathed in a black glove. Unlike the previous hand, however, this hand was not injured, meaning that this hand was not the same hand that had attacked Tonnies earlier.

Tang Ling noticed the detail immediately but did not have the time to figure out what it meant. The moment the figure extended his right hand, Tang Ling had already kicked the seventh cell door down. He leaned back to avoid the hand and rolled into the prison cell.

The moment he rolled in, Tang Ling picked up an unusual smell in the air. The smell was mixed with the humidity and slightly fetid air of the room, so no one could have ignored it.

What is that smell?

The smell itself was not smelly but pungent. Tang Ling instinctively felt it was familiar, but he was unable to recall what it was.

However, the situation did not give him the time to figure it out because a part of his body touched something dry and cold.

Out of instinct, Tang Ling looked up and saw a withered face. The face was human but unlike the normal human face, it was absent of moisture or collagen. It only had tissue. It looked like a zombie, but it was different from the zombie of the Purple Moon era.

The zombie back in the real world had rotten bodies, including the tissues, unless the said zombie had evolved to a higher level. Otherwise, the body would be all rotten and broken.

Could this be a higher-tier zombie?

Such a thought popped up in Tang Ling's head, but when he sensed how this thing's skin breathed, Tang Ling immediately realized that it was something very different from a zombie.

This monster was not exactly friendly either. The moment Tang Ling touched it, it glared at him and without a second thought, it jumped at him.

Damn it! I didn't even say anything yet!

Tang Ling cursed in his heart and rolled to the left at a strange angle. He might have ended up in a less comfortable position, but he was able to dodge the monster's attack in the nick of time. Tang Ling still had exceptional control over his body although his control was affected by his decreased speed.

The monster in the prison cell did not expect him to dodge his attack, so it was stunned for a moment before it decided to attack again. At that point, the figure in the black robes came into the cell.

When the monster saw the figure, it said something and broke the silence. Its tone sounded strange and was heavily muffled, so Tang Ling could not even hear what it said clearly. Was it some new strange language?

Tang Ling seized the moment and stood up.

The figure ignored the monster and went straight for him.

However, the monster responded explosively. Even Tang Ling could feel the raging fury from the monster. It threw himself towards the black-robed figure recklessly and with a loud growl, it revealed the sharp teeth hidden behind its receding gums.

The black-robed figure did not take the monster seriously. He waved his hand as his gloved hand extended towards the monster.

Similar to the move that killed Tonnies, the arm extended to an inhuman length, and with a quick swing, the hand easily ripped through the monster's flesh and plunged into his chest.

Is the monster that weak?

The monster's strength did not match Tang Ling's expectations, but he must seize the chance and escape!

It's now or never!

Without a second thought, Tang Ling jumped out of the cell and it was at that moment that his previous effort paid off. Footsteps came from the corridor outside the cells.

The footsteps sounded cautious, indicating that the owners were curious and doubtful about the fact that they were being released all of a sudden.

However, when they noticed that they were not alone and there were not many enemies in the corridors, the owner of the footsteps went mad and sprinted towards the other end of the corridor which was the direction from which the black-robed figure had appeared earlier.

Tang Ling noticed the other prisoners as soon as he stepped out of the cell, but other than one of them looking similar to the monster behind him, the other three were…indescribable!

Why? It was because these prisoners no longer appeared human! One of them had robust limbs of different sizes, another had an extremely bulging chest as though his heart was as big as a basketball, and the last one might have normal limbs and a body but his head was exceptionally huge as it was as huge as half an umbrella.

Tang Ling had a feeling that the Dream Domain had sent him into some alien world, but thankfully among the strange-looking monsters, there was still one that resembled a normal human.

However, this particular human was not in good shape either because he was too fat!

The prison cell was nothing but harsh, yet he was able to be overweight?

Tang Ling was puzzled, but that fat figure with an artistic golden hairstyle cried out loud like a child and ran across his vision.

Nevertheless, Tang Ling could not care less about the strange prisoners. There was a Grim Reaper behind him, and if he delayed anymore, he would probably die on the spot.

With that in mind, he also raced as fast as he could towards the other end of the corridor. Even though half of his strength had been taken away, he was still faster than that nimble fatty with the golden hair.

He took two to three seconds to run past the fatty.

The fatty immediately sensed danger approaching him after Tang Ling overtook him, so he clenched his teeth and chased after Tang Ling with his life.

Tang Ling turned around for a quick glance and saw that the black-robed figure had come out from the seventh cell. There was some dark red blood that looked rather odd on his hand.

Then, a theory popped up in Tang Ling's mind. In order to verify his hypothesis, he yelled loudly, “You guys had better turn around. If you want to escape, you'd better turn around!”

His words made no sense and were not convincing at all, but in such a tense situation, a sudden shout would make anyone turn around if it was spoken in the common language.

As expected, other than the golden-haired fatty, the other strange-looking monsters instinctively turned around for a glance. They were able to understand the human language!

Tang Ling was able to verify a part of his theory through this little experiment, and when the monsters saw the black-robed figure, something inconceivable happened.

The monsters stopped running and turned around. Suddenly, they charged towards the black-robed figure with fearless rage and a slightly solemn demeanor.

So, that's what's going on! Tang Ling frowned. The golden-haired fatty seized the moment and whizzed past him again.

Tang Ling extended his foot and tripped him without a second thought. The golden-haired fatty might be nimble, but he failed to avoid Tang Ling's sucker foot, so he fell forward with a resounding bang.

“You're playing dirty!” the golden-haired fatty finally spoke his first word accompanied by a begrudging glare at Tang Ling. His response proved that he was a real human being.

“Cut the crap. Help me if you want to live.” Tang Ling did not spare any sympathy and started to knock down the other cell doors while the other monsters threw themselves towards the black-robed figure.

“Are you mad?! Stop it right now!” The golden-haired fatty quickly climbed up, intent on stopping Tang Ling who looked asquint at the fatty and kicked him away. Then, Tang Ling continued kicking down the doors.

In less than half a minute, he had kicked down at least 10 cell doors and the most terrifying thing was that none of the cells were holding normal human beings. The prisoners who were released were all monsters of different shapes and sizes.

Among the monsters, those zombie-like monsters that breathed using their skin formed the majority. It felt like Pandora's Box had been opened and countless demons and monsters were unleashed!

“No, no, no! I'm so done!” The golden-haired fatty followed Tang Ling as the latter kicked down the doors. Because he could not do anything to stop Tang Ling, all he could do was weep ceaselessly.

Tang Ling, on the other hand, frowned even harder as a question uncontrollably rose in his mind.

Who exactly was Tonnies? It seemed like the man's identity was slightly out of his expectations.

Chapter end