Chapter 78: Crisis at a Critical Moment!

Peter jumped up, instantly teleporting in the direction where Helen was.

Helen's body was agile and fast, jumping to the second floor staircase.

She reached out to block Peter's attack, swinging her hand towards his chest.

With his right hand shrouded in black mist, Peter avoided contact and his transformed left claw missed its mark, bending at the wrist and landing a heavy blow on her chest.

Helen, stepping back a few steps, her expression unchanged, reached out towards Peter.

"Boom!"

As she moved, enormous vines emerged from the ground, attacking Peter.

Dodging the vines, Peter's right hand shot out corrosive spider silk, splashing onto them.

The vines were instantly corroded.

Seemingly adept at handling Peter's attacks, Helen controlled the vines to confront Peter.

Simultaneously, another snake-like vine emerged from the ground, emitting a sharp whistling sound, sweeping towards Peter.

Peter dodged the attack of the thick vine, extending his arm encased in exoskeleton to block Helen's fist and retreated.

He could feel his heart beating faster and faster.

The xenomorph embryo seemed particularly sensitive to the hormonal substances released by the woman in front of him.

A rush of heat swept through his body, and that physiological impulse seemed to surge again.

He now seriously doubted that the "beast" inside this woman's body was not related to her true nature.

Otherwise, it couldn't explain the substances released by her affecting the xenomorph embryo inside him.

And her strength and speed were no less than his own.

Was this the power of the "beast" itself?

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Continuous loud noises reverberated as the room began to collapse due to the swinging and attacking vines, causing bricks and building materials to fall, smashing everything inside the room.

The Victorian-style building gradually collapsed and disappeared.

The booming sounds of the entire battle site echoed into the distance.

"Bang!"

Helen, with her arm shrouded in black mist, resisted Peter's claws.

Then, she swiftly threw a punch, while at the same time reaching for Peter's chest with her hand, seemingly attempting to pierce his chest.

Before Peter could counterattack, a loud noise came from above.

A huge rock was about to smash down on her!

Utilizing the force of the vines, Helen soared into the air, escaping the collapsing room.

Sensing that Peter seemed to be struggling to suppress the pain in his body, Helen said to Peter, who was standing opposite her:

"You can't stop it, Parker. The spores in the air are continuously converging towards your body. Even if you can't breathe, they will still affect you."

"The substances carried by the spores are not all damaging to your body. They simply make what's inside you feel the hormonal stimulation, making you face your desires, no, perhaps 'desire' is not accurate, it should be love."

Helen's tone paused for a moment, then she muttered to herself quietly, "Unfortunately, sometimes, love can be excruciating."

She thought of her mother who committed suicide in the bathtub.

"Bang!" After Peter moved away from Helen, he landed on top of a building.

One hand pressed against his chest, forcibly suppressing the pain in his body.

If it were ordinary poison, like Matt's poison earlier, it wouldn't harm his semi-xenomorphic body.

But the spores and similar substances used by this woman could affect the xenomorph embryo inside his body.

No! The xenomorph was a "DNA optimization selection"; it should have considered these spores as genes that could be absorbed and optimized.

Because the spores seemed harmless to the body, the xenomorph genes would not consider them a threat.

Instead, they would let them enter the body and absorb them continuously.

During this process, the xenomorph would mature continuously and evolve in another direction.

Helen's spore toxin seemed to act as a "ripening agent" for the xenomorph.

The next stage would be the embryo breaking out of his chest?

Enduring the pressure on his body and mind, Peter forcibly suppressed the pain and looked at Helen.

In the drizzling rain, the two locked eyes.

The red light in Helen's eyes intensified, black mist enveloping her body, exerting a continuous pressure on the surrounding air.

Peter took a deep breath, slowing down the negative BUFFs in his body.

Raindrops fell on his pitch-black exoskeleton, shimmering coldly.

"Whoosh!"

As his feet cracked the ground, Peter moved, while the spider silk from his wrist shot towards Helen.

Helen used the vines to block the spider silk, while at the same time, she struck out with her black mist, carrying immense power.

Peter moved at lightning speed, rushing towards the sky.

At the same time, countless corroded black projectiles surged from his back, piercing through the rain and attacking Helen like a downpour.

Helen dodged backward, her body instantly covered in a pitch-black mist.

At the same time, a thick vine shot straight up, aiming at Peter.

Peter dodged the vine's attack, but Helen had somehow moved beside him.

With a "bang," the air exploded, and Peter was pushed back by the shockwave.

Adjusting his posture, he quickly descended towards the nearest building.

As soon as he stepped on the rooftop, he felt an unrestrained pain.

Clutching his chest, he knelt on one knee.

It seemed like something was wriggling inside his chest.

"Ugh!"

Turning his hands into fists, he pressed them against the ground with all his might.

His body trembled slightly under the intense pain, and a dizzy feeling washed over his throat in waves.

It was as if something was trying to burst out of his chest.

How could this be happening now?!

In shock, his pupils dilated as he used all his strength to resist the changes in his body.

If the embryo burst out of his chest at this moment, he would have no chance of survival.

"Bang!"

Helen landed on the rooftop, watching Peter, whose body seemed to be acting strangely, with a slight frown.

Although she wanted to know about the presence inside Peter's body, she had no interest in killing him.

Seeing his condition, she also felt a sense of foreboding.

Peter, being stared at by her, his hand covering his chest, his eyes fixed on the ground.

Enduring the pain, he tried to stand up but felt weak all over.

A nauseating feeling surged in his throat, as if something was about to come up.

Then, he violently expelled a puddle of black, viscous substance from his throat.

The substance, thick and emitting a faint odor, seemed like vomit, but cleaner than vomit.

And it gave off a refreshing scent of plants.

Looking at the unknown substance in front of her, Helen was momentarily stunned.

After expelling the vomit, the pain in Peter's body eased a lot.

Before he could catch his breath, he saw a black figure approaching.

In the alley below the building, a stray cat sheltering from the rain seemed to have noticed something and meowed, lifting its head to look up.