Chapter 42: Approaching the Source (2)

This step seemed to turn on a switch, and the surrounding scene began to distort, and the distorted color of blood in the darkness looked very uncomfortable, making people feel dizzy and nauseous.

Mu Ling couldn't help frowning as he looked at all this. Although she had seen countless such and even more bizarre scenes, that didn't mean she could get used to it.

Is this a testament to being a human being?

Self-deprecating questions flashed through his mind, and Mu Ling stared at the corpse. As the surrounding scene distorted, the headless corpse moved.

Completely in violation of human mechanics, the limbs twisted in an incredible way. The corpse trembled and moved slowly, like a newborn calf trying to stand up.

But this is not a leap of vitality, it is simply a monster showing a terrifying gesture. The corpse stood on all fours, a large amount of black and red blood spilled from the wound in its abdomen. She looked up, looking at Mu Ling. Through her hair, Mu Ling saw the unfamiliar face, and a hanging heart finally let go. However, it was soon brought up again.

Since that's not Scarlet Feather, where is Scarlet Feather now?

Without waiting for Mu Ling to think more, in the next second, the corpse's limbs suddenly exerted force, almost ignoring the movement of the terrain, like a shadow, and rushed towards Mu Ling in an instant.

Mu Ling does not retreat but advances, and if he retreats, he will only fall into a passive situation of constantly dodging.

Mu Ling's body slanted, almost face-to-face with the corpse, and at the same time, the arm that didn't look very strong, and the kitchen knife that didn't know how to dance, drew a long line of blood on her body, and when it landed, the internal organs spilled all over the ground.

However, this did not affect the corpse in the slightest, and the corpse did not even need to turn around, there was no head and tail at all, and crawled towards Mu Ling again.

The girl was extremely calm, and strode forward, the blade in her hand was like lightning, and several knife lights flashed in a thunderbolt, dancing like a butterfly, piercing like a bee, and the two were staggered. With a flick of the blade, the blood left a puddle of blood on the ground. The last kitchen knife in Mu Ling's hand was a boning knife, which was extremely sharp, even if it was used in battle. After taking down Jiang Xiaoshi, he is now making contributions again, but the blade is not curled at all.

Because of the inertial potential energy, the corpse was castrated, but as soon as it landed, before there was any movement, the body was torn apart, and the wound was smooth as if it had been separated from the beginning. This kind of knife technique that is almost like a cow is a piece of cake for Mu Ling, who has killed countless evil spirits, even humans, and is very clear about the weaknesses of the human body.

The severed limbs moved unwillingly a few times, and there was no more movement. This is just a very simple puppet, not even as good as Jiang Xiaoshi's mutilated evil spirit, it is simply a creation that has been given a little evil spirit power, for Mu Ling, it is not much different from an ordinary corpse.

That's not the point, the point is on the black hand of Namu. Whether it's Jiang Xiaoshi or this corpse, it's just a chess piece. I'm afraid that at the beginning, the target of the evil spirit was Scarlet Feather, Mu Ling remembered that Scarlet Feather was left a handprint on his body by Jiang Xiaoshi's black mist, and then contacted Jiang Xiaoshi without any offensive power, but used the black mist that interfered with the five senses to delay time, it is not difficult to think that it should be something similar to a mark, so that the evil spirit can directly pull Scarlet Feather away.

"Damn!"

Mu Ling clenched the knife, and she was calculated by the evil spirits one after another, and she was extremely angry.

The uncomfortable scene around him gradually drifted away like ashes when a fire burned, and he didn't feel any temperature, just cleaned up the environment around Mu Ling like cleaning the battlefield.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Mu Ling's frowning brows did not change at all.

I'm afraid, this is just the beginning!

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, the scene in front of him had undergone earth-shaking changes, and the speed of change made Mu Ling stunned. Even though she thought that there would be a change, she didn't imagine that the change would be so big. In her stunned moments, danger was approaching.

The thin and white ghost hand seemed to suddenly appear in front of Mu Ling out of thin air, and the bulging green tendons on his hand were extremely clear, as long as this hand stretched forward a little more, Mu Ling would definitely die.

It only took a few tenths of a second for the ghost hand to reach her. Mu Ling felt that time suddenly seemed to be extremely long, time was relative, and the speed of his thoughts increased wildly. The terrifying speed of information processing brought about by the cursed physique has always been considered both lucky and unfortunate by Mu Ling.

It seems to be deliberate......

The torture that was deliberately inflicted on her!

Either die in terror or struggle in fear!

The hands couldn't be closer, and the longest middle finger was about to touch the tip of Mu Ling's small nose.

The body wanted to move quickly, and the cells in the whole body were unwilling to cry out under the stimulus of death.

"I haven't seen Yu yet!"

Moment......

A cold knife light flashed, Mu Ling pulled a knife flower, and the kitchen knife was oblique, without any injuries.

Blood sprayed from the section of the ghost hand, and only then did I hear a sound that broke the air, a sword technique called "Otonai"!

It was only then that Mu Ling took in the surrounding scene.

It is surrounded by high-rise buildings, like a copy of Jiangyin City, but it is very dilapidated, as if the end has been long after the end has come, and no one lives to take care of it. The distant border line was the white of the mist, stretching upwards until the broken fracture was seen above the world, where in the center was not the sky, but a dark nothingness.

Mu Ling was standing at the top of a huge hill made of ruins and bricks, and looking down from the height, there were countless figures wandering, like walking corpses. If you look closely, those people don't have facial features at all! The blank face was a blur of flesh and blood, and there seemed to be a hideous eye in the hideous face. This kind of thing is the same as the corpse that Mu Ling fought before.

They had already sensed Mu Ling's presence, and focused countless vicious gazes on the girl at the top of the hill. The closest student to Mu Ling was dressed up and had a broken arm, and she was the first to rush towards Mu Ling and launch a sneak attack.

The two sides don't need any greetings, and they are already immortal at the moment of meeting.

Broken hands fell, they all rushed towards Mu Ling, such a scene, like in a horror movie, the protagonist was drowned on the island of the sea of zombies.

It's just that, it's no different from a monster!

"Die" "Die"

"Die" "Die"

The sound of curse poison resounded in this world......

"Die" "As long as you die"

There is no unwillingness and hatred, the purest killing intent.

Crash through the last night, reveal the true face of the evil spirit, and welcome to the world of nightmares!