Landlord World - Start with SSS talent-Chapter 258: Alex vs Zeka

[Wait!] Vinelord suddenly spoke up. [I can sense someone very powerful nearby—a source of truly extraordinary energy.]

Zeka grinned. "A Lord?"

[Possibly. But his physical strength seems terrifying. I can even smell the richness of his blood.]

"Let’s go!" Zeka laughed. "An appetizer before the main course."

To Zeka, a Lord was nothing more than a walking permanent buff.

His sense of humanity seemed to be gradually eroding.

He looked in the direction Vinelord had indicated and immediately dashed forward at incredible speed.

...

In the distance, Alex was sitting on a tall tree branch, absorbing energy crystals he had gathered.

Since returning to this world, he felt it had become far easier to find resources.

In just a few days, his strength had nearly doubled compared to before.

"Just give me a bit more time, and I’ll become unbeatable in this region," Alex muttered.

Suddenly, he sensed something approaching. A feeling of unease stirred within him, though he couldn’t explain why.

He scanned the distance but saw nothing—until a dark figure suddenly appeared behind him.

"What the hell?!" Alex immediately remembered the masked man who always showed up at his most confident moments to shatter his pride.

"Is it him again?"

But upon seeing the figure wasn’t who he feared, he felt a wave of relief wash over him.

Even so, Alex didn’t dare let his guard down.

He quickly leapt backward, landing lightly on the ground.

Then he looked back at the tree branch he’d just been sitting on.

There stood a young man with a twisted, grotesque expression.

His right arm had transformed into a mass of writhing vines, squirming like massive worms—utterly repulsive to behold.

"That’s... the Evil God?" Alex had read the System’s announcement, so he instantly recognized Zeka’s identity.

"Blood..." Zeka murmured as he stared at Alex. "So fragrant...

Your blood smells better than anyone I’ve ever encountered."

Hearing that, Alex showed no fear—only contempt.

"Ah, and here I was thinking he had returned.

Almost scared me to death."

"If you’re the Evil God, then I assume you also have energy crystals inside your body, right?"

"And besides, if I kill you, I might receive a massive reward. So, would you kindly die for me?"

Zeka gritted his teeth. "You really think you can kill me?"

Alex didn’t answer. He simply pointed a finger at Zeka, then beckoned him like calling a dog.

"You bastard!" Zeka roared in fury. He leapt down from above, his arm extending into a mass of vines striking toward Alex.

"Too slow," Alex muttered, then vanished.

BAM!

Zeka missed. His vines smashed into the ground, leaving a crater behind.

"What the hell?!" Zeka was shocked—it was the first time he had seen someone that fast.

BAM!

Suddenly, a searing pain hit his side so hard he couldn’t breathe.

A tremendous impact sent him flying, tumbling across the ground multiple times before coming to a stop.

Zeka clutched his aching side, trying to suppress the pain as he slowly got up.

"Damn it!" he cursed, glaring furiously at Alex.

"This is the Evil God? Pathetic. I thought you were just an E-rank zombie," Alex sneered, his tone saturated with contempt.

"You motherfucker! I’ll kill you and tear you into a hundred pieces!!!" Zeka screamed as the vines from his arm extended, lunging toward Alex.

Alex wasn’t surprised. From the moment he saw Zeka attack with his grotesque, worm-like vine arm,

he had already figured out that Zeka had vine manipulation abilities.

That’s why Alex used his overwhelming speed to dodge Zeka’s vines.

"Damn it!" Zeka kept attacking, but Alex was too fast—the vines couldn’t touch him.

[Zeka, this human is strange. His power far surpasses yours. We can’t win. Let’s retreat—now.]

Hearing Vinelord’s warning, Zeka didn’t want to follow it, but the truth was, Alex was simply too strange and powerful.

Not wanting to suffer defeat here, he chose to flee.

However, Alex only laughed with disdain and said, "Hahaha... is this all you’ve got? So this is what the Evil God amounts to?"

"Fine then, I’ll turn you into a part of my power."

Seeing Alex speak with such confidence, Zeka’s face turned red with rage.

"Damn it!" Zeka shouted and charged at Alex.

[Stop! Zeka!] Vinelord hurriedly seized control of Zeka’s body, attempting to flee.

But in that brief moment of distraction, Alex took advantage of the opening. He swung his fist and punched Zeka straight in the face.

BAM!

"ACK!" Zeka cried out in pain. He felt like his face had been shattered—teeth and blood scattered across the ground.

More importantly... Zeka felt dizzy.

That punch didn’t just dislocate his jaw—it also disrupted his nervous system, leaving him momentarily paralyzed.

[Damn it!] Vinelord cursed internally, trying to force Zeka’s body to retreat.

Even though Zeka was unconscious, Vinelord could still control him using the parasitic vines entwined throughout his body.

Alex saw Zeka trying to flee and immediately gave chase.

With his incredible speed, he appeared right in front of Zeka and launched a powerful kick at his head.

BAM!

"Hm?!"

Alex’s foot was blocked by a vine, which wrapped tightly around his leg and flung him backward.

Alex flipped mid-air, and as soon as he landed, he stomped the ground forcefully.

BAM!

The earth beneath him sank from the impact. Then, like a cannonball, Alex rocketed toward Zeka.

Since Vinelord was the one controlling Zeka’s body now, he couldn’t react as quickly as Zeka could.

Alex was like a wild wolf, launching blow after blow,

while Zeka’s body was nothing more than a punching bag, taking hit after hit with little resistance.

[Damn it!] Vinelord roared, swinging Zeka’s arm as massive vines lashed out like giant whips.

"Huh! I already told you—you’re too slow," Alex scoffed.

The vines couldn’t touch him. On the contrary, Alex kept closing in with every step.

[Damn it! Damn it! I am the Evil God, you pathetic human!] Vinelord shouted in fury.

His vine-like tentacles shot toward Alex, writhing like serpents, aiming to strike him down.

"Foolish," Alex muttered.

A vine shot straight toward his face, but he simply tilted his head to the side.

The sharp tip suddenly curled back, looping around Alex as if to bind him—but Alex instantly vanished.

"What the hell?!" Zeka was stunned.

He couldn’t believe it. After absorbing so much blood, his strength had increased many times over.

Combined with the two buffs—20% to strength and 20% to speed—from killing two Lords, he had felt nearly invincible.

But against this young man, Zeka felt like nothing more than a helpless chicken.

"Is that all you’ve got?" Alex suddenly appeared beside Zeka and immediately swung his fist toward Zeka’s face again.

Zeka couldn’t move—his body was under Vinelord’s control.

Fortunately, Vinelord reacted in time, raising Zeka’s left arm to block the punch.

BAM!

"AAAA!!!" Zeka screamed in pain as Alex’s fist collided with his arm.

It was as if Alex’s fist was forged from solid steel—

upon impact, Zeka’s arm shattered completely.

Bones broke and pierced through his flesh, protruding from the skin.

The pain nearly drove Zeka insane. Sweat poured from his body like rain.

However, the vines inside him quickly reconnected the broken bones, wrapping around his arm like a protective cast.

Not good! We have to run! This opponent is too strange! Vinelord warned internally.

At this point, Zeka no longer dared to disobey.

He let Vinelord take full control, and they bolted away at high speed.

"Stop right there!" Alex shouted.

But the vines suddenly lashed toward him like arrows, forcing him to leap backward.

When he looked up again—Zeka was gone.

Alex frowned, preparing to give chase,

but when he saw the direction Zeka had escaped to, he abruptly stopped.

"Goddamn it... why the hell are you running that way?"