Chapter 6: The Battle of Flesh Cutting and... Underground Giant Mouth
"Accurate shooting? Adapt quickly? "Yu Sheng immediately reported two relatively common abilities... Because the girl in front of her went from not knowing how to use a firearm at all at the beginning, to almost becoming a sharpshooter with a gun and a headshot later, the whole process didn't even take more than ten minutes...
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"I guessed wrong~" Mo Lan said with a smile: "Although I don't know what my 'ability' should be called... But judging from the form of its manifestation, it should not be the two you mentioned before. β
"Well... So, if you don't mindβ" the look of curiosity on the blonde boy's face intensified, "Can you show off your 'abilities'?" β
"I'd love to," the girl nodded and then shook her head at the boy's request, "but not now... When we get to a safer place, I'll show you how. β
Well... Let's temporarily switch the perspective from the protagonist who is playing soy sauce to the body of the dead-faced boy who is swiping the boss not far away.
Compared with other ordinary zombies, this giant zombie with a much more hideous and domineering appearance and a larger body first appeared, and the Mo Xiao classmate, who felt a little 'threat' from its body, was still relatively conservative... Then he quickly discovered that this scary-looking 'thing' was not as powerful as he thought.
Its power may be strong, but its speed... Compared to himself, he is as slow as a turtle.
"But... The skin is really thick..."The dead-faced boy muttered to himself as he pulled the silver-gray short sword in his hand out of the giant zombie's body with some difficulty, "Also, this troublesome death-threatening healing ability... Is it the type that can't be completely destroyed without killing with a single hit? This kind of trouble is the most..."
Yes, although judging from the current situation, it is basically Mo Xiao who is unilaterally abusing the latter with his speed far exceeding that of giant zombies, and has the upper hand, but in fact... If he continues to fight at this pace, then the defeat of the dead-faced boy is only a matter of time.
Although the attack of the giant zombie could not hit the high-speed moving ink owl at all, the latter's slash was all hit, but because of the very exaggerated high-speed self-healing ability displayed by the giant zombie, it made the dead-faced young man feel more and more anxious in his heart.
No matter what kind of wound the 'owl blade' in his hand cut, it didn't seem to affect the big man's movements... The wounds left behind will heal quickly and remain intact in a very short period of time.
Other words... The dead-faced boy is facing this giant zombie at this moment, and it seems that he has fallen into a helpless situation?
"Hmm... In fact, there are still countermeasures, why didn't you think of it before? β
Once again, with a look of helplessness, he watched the wound he had cut heal rapidly, and at the same time dodged the giant zombie claw strike, a question suddenly popped up in Mo Xiao's mind.
Is this 'thing' a rapid 'healing' or a rapid 'regeneration'?
I believe that everyone understands the gap between the above two... One is just a wound that disappears and heals, while the other just grows something new.
The dead-faced boy felt, or rather 'hoped' that the abilities of the enemy he was now facing should be 'healing', not 'regeneration'... Otherwise, in terms of his current strength, he could really only start to find a way to quickly slip away with a few of his companions.
"So... Just give it a try. β
Thinking of this, the ink owl once again showed an expectant smile on his face, and quickly circled the back of the giant zombie, jumped up as it turned around, and raised the silver-gray 'owl blade' in his hand high.
"Actually, what I'm doing is more than just 'cutting off' the enemy..."
The silver-gray dagger slashed diagonally, slicing through the shoulders of the giant zombie that had just turned, and then slid down quickly... The muscles on the left arm of the giant zombie were missing, and even the pale arm bones inside it were several times thicker than ordinary people.
ββ¦ I'm also very good at deboning prey. β
After dodging another slap from the giant zombie's claws, the swift landing, the Ink Owl quickly kicked the zombie muscle he had just cut away from a distance, and then immediately turned his gaze to where it was from...
As he expected, the missing part of his left arm didn't grow any new muscles, just a thin layer of blood... Compared to the full muscles of its right arm, the giant zombie's left arm, which seemed to have been gouged out by someone, even looked a little funny.
"Hmm... If that's the case, then the rest of the matter is much simpler..."
A hideous smile appeared on the face of the dead-faced young man.
"I'll give you weight loss, dear Mr. Zombie."
At the same time, there was already a certain distance from the location of Yu Sheng and the others on the other side of the town.
A thin old man was leaping rapidly through the dead silence of the building, and behind him, a few massive pieces of flesh and blood were chasing after him.
Compared to the old man's very elegant way of moving forward, the 'steps' of these lumps of flesh and blood were much more rude... They basically go straight in the direction of the old man, ignoring any obstacles in the way.
Neither vegetation nor buildings can delay their progress in the slightest... There is only one way for them to pass through these barriers.
Simply and rudely bumped into it, and then crushed it under its 'body', under the countless 'tentacles' that were enough to make people's scalp tingle.
And it's not just crushing... These flesh-and-blood aggregates, which exude a rancid smell all over their bodies, are able to spew out large amounts of viscous plasma from their 'mouths' full of sharp teeth, and those plasmas are terrifyingly corrosive in addition to their powerful impact...
The old man known as Fubo, who was being hunted down by them, had seen a mouthful of poisoned milk in one of the flesh and blood aggregates of a cement building more than three stories high... Oh no, a mouthful of poisonous blood that quickly dissolved into a puddle of disgusting mud.
Therefore, although he was very confident in his true qi of protecting his body that had reached the realm of a grandmaster, Fu Bo still tried his best to avoid colliding head-on with these disgusting unknown creatures.
He didn't want to be smuggled by that foul-smelling liquid... What's more, his goal wasn't to kill these twisted-looking creatures in the first place, all he had to do was lure them away from the people he was trying to protect.
At this moment, he has accomplished the goal he has set.
"Miss Lan, they should have successfully broken through to their side, right? β¦ So, let's just find a way to get rid of these monsters. β
The figure of the old man who thought about it immediately burst out, and the distance between him and the few pieces of flesh and blood behind him quickly widened.
As a grandmaster-level martial artist, he didn't use all his strength to rush in order to deliberately 'pull the monster' before... It can even be said that it is not even half the speed of its travel at this moment.
The 'Dragon Wandering Duel' he practiced was originally a technique that was good at speed, and his speed naturally increased dramatically when he went all out...
However... This old man who set the FLAG early on really got rid of the 'chasers' behind him so easily, and could he leave safely?
Hey, hey, hey... The answer, of course, is no.
The next moment, the figure of the old man who had almost turned into an afterimage and flew forward, the relaxed color on his face changed suddenly, and then he immediately slammed on the ground with one leg, using the power of recoil to make his body burst up instantly, and then directly hovered in mid-air.
Almost as soon as the old man kicked his legs, the ground where he had been standing suddenly shattered... A huge mouth burst out of the ground directly, and it was only the slightest distance away from being able to swallow the old man into it.
And the old man who used his powerful true qi to hover in mid-air, looking at this giant mouth that slowly dived into the ground again, his face also became ugly...