A rough voice, like someone speaking with sand in their mouth, fell, and a chilling glint of light flashed within the dark room.
Kurozawa watched with interest.
In less than a second, the young man's head twisted and deformed as if made of rubber, splitting open and rapidly extending four thick, blood-red fleshy tentacles seemingly composed of muscle fibers. They attacked towards Kurozawa's face, neck, waist, and legs respectively.
As they moved, these fleshy tentacles transformed with lightning speed.
Eyeballs rolled and squeezed out from them, while mouths with sharp fangs split open. At the very tip, cold, gleaming steel blades condensed.
The eyeballs on the fleshy tentacles rolled simultaneously, all looking towards Kurozawa.
Swish swish swish. In an instant, dense afterimages of the fleshy tentacles appeared. The attack speed far exceeded an ordinary person's imagination.
Kurozawa retreated rapidly.
The floor, walls, and desk—anything close to Kurozawa—showed a barely perceptible straight line, then cleanly slid off along that straight line, the broken surface smooth as a mirror.
"This attack speed is comparable to a Lower Moon's Blood Demon Art."
Kurozawa activated Total Concentration. His physical attributes surged by forty percent, and his body moved like a wraith at high speed within the confined space.
The steel blades at the tips of the fleshy tentacles pursued relentlessly. The sharp sound of air being cut echoed continuously, but they couldn't injure Kurozawa's body.
The Parasyte's attack speed was extremely fast, and the steel blades were also very hard, but it had just been born and lacked sufficient combat experience. Its initial attacks appeared chaotic and disorganized, full of flaws in Kurozawa's eyes.
His figure was like a lonely boat in a raging sea, swaying with the surging waves, but it wasn't capsized and sunk.
"The attacks are sharp, but poorly coordinated. The offensive is scattered, just brute force." Kurozawa silently assessed the Parasyte's combat power.
Three or four seconds later, the steel blades suddenly crossed, coordinating their attacks and blocking Kurozawa's movement.
Rip! A cuff broke off. As soon as the fabric separated from the sleeve, it was cut into dozens of pieces before fluttering down onto the messy ground.
Kurozawa paused slightly, nimbly dodging three blades with his movement technique. Finally, he reached out with his right hand and directly grabbed the last one.
"Excellent learning ability, strong combat instinct. It even hides its improving strength, waiting for an opportunity to burst out."
Hiss. The tough flesh was broken, and the steel blade cut into it, separating the fingers from the start, up to the middle of the forearm.
However, as it continued to cut through Kurozawa's arm, the forearm that had just been cut in half suddenly trembled. An invisible force pulled the severed wound together, regenerating and healing in an instant.
Kurozawa spun his body, his muscles tensing and exerting force. His healed arm locked the fleshy tentacle, pulling the entire young man towards him.
He lowered his head, shifted his body, and twisted, dodging the incoming blade again in less than a second. After pulling the opponent over, Kurozawa erupted with a kick, landing squarely on the young man's chest.
*Bang!* Large amounts of flesh and blood exploded and splattered.
It was as if a bomb had been placed inside the young man's chest and suddenly detonated. Large areas of mangled flesh and blood almost covered the ground and the wall behind him.
Kurozawa's explosive kick had actually pierced directly through the young man's chest.
In an instant, the fleshy tentacles, which had been swinging out dozens of afterimages with sharp and extremely fast attacks, paused as if they had lost power. Then they contracted and deformed, changing from tough, bloody muscle tissue to withered, gray-white. Not a trace of life could be seen.
After retracting his bloodied right leg, Kurozawa did not pursue.
The young man was breathing rapidly, his chest heaving violently.
He reached out and touched the large, transparent blood hole, then knelt down dejectedly.
"Dea...death..."
In just about four seconds, all signs of life disappeared.
Kurozawa kicked the gray-white, mud-like fleshy tentacle aside in disgust, then squatted down and pinched the young man's arm.
"Muscles are soft, not reinforced at all."
He exerted sudden force, and the sound of bones cracking immediately rang out.
The young man's forearm twisted backward, and pale white bone pierced through the skin, carrying crimson blood threads and exposing itself to the air.
"The bones are just as fragile."
"Only the head, which was parasitized and devoured, possesses strong attributes. It's completely on a different level from the ordinary body below."
"The defense is pitifully weak, with no physical toughness whatsoever. A direct kick to the torso actually went straight through..."
Kurozawa had expected the Parasyte to reinforce the human body below to some extent. The goal of that kick was to send him flying, not to kill him instantly.
But he had thought too much; the Parasyte didn't possess that ability.
It parasitized the head, so only the head could change form and exhibit superhuman lethality. The remaining human body had obvious weaknesses.
"In terms of lethality, it's comparable to a Lower Moon using a Blood Demon Art."
"But this defense is the same as a normal person's, too poor, like paper."
"Its overall strength is inferior to a Lower Moon, but compared to average elite Demons, it could almost cut them into pieces in an instant."
In a normal fight, what Kurozawa remembered most vividly was the Parasyte's attack speed.
Each of those four steel blades had at least the cutting power and attack speed of a Rank Kou Swordsman using a Sword Form. Their momentum was astonishing and fierce.
Kurozawa rubbed his chin and glanced at the Potential Points and Power of Despair he had gained, his eyes lighting up.
Potential Points +134, Power of Despair +20. When he killed Lower Moon Rui, he only got around 160 Potential Points. In comparison, this randomly encountered Parasyte provided a considerable amount of Potential Points.
"I remember that the strength of Parasytes is determined by their number. There are individual differences, but not very significant."
In the Demon Slayer World, the difference in power between Demons is like a chasm. The Upper Moons are completely different beings compared to other Demons, like creatures from another dimension.
But Parasyte are not like that. The difference in power among Parasyte is not significant, and their attack methods are singular and repetitive. They all use hardened cells they construct to form sharp steel blades and slice enemies with extremely fast attack speed.
The lower limit of a single Parasyte's power is quite high. Once it fully matures after parasitizing a human body, it possesses lethality comparable to a Lower Moon.
However, the human body it inhabits is a fatal weakness, and they lack regenerative abilities. Their overall power is far inferior, with extremely severe specialization.
But, if multiple Parasyte exist within the same human body and can coordinate with each other, their power will undergo a rapid, layered transformation.
"Kondo? Kato? Noto?"
"I think it was called Kato. I have a strange sense of familiarity with the word 'Kato.' Well, anyway, it's this 'something-to.'" Kurozawa's eyes flickered slightly.
In Kurozawa's memory, there was a human body that had been parasitized by five Parasyte.
His entire body was made of parasyte cells, allowing for near-total hardened defense. He was much stronger than ordinary Parasyte and could withstand close-range blasts from high-power firearms like shotguns and grenade launchers.
Five Parasyte controlling one body could likely reach the level of an ordinary Upper Moon.
Recalling his memories and pondering for a moment, Kurozawa began to place even more importance on Parasyte as creatures.
With 5 working together, they are at the level of an ordinary Upper Moon, so the threat is still not great.
But, what if there were 10, 20, or even more? What would happen then? Kurozawa has a habit of considering the worst possible scenario for how things might develop.
Parasyte descended globally, while the story in the original work only took place in the small island nation of Japan.
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