Chapter 42 God made man out of ribs, and I made blades out of ribs

Taking a step out of the light gate, Feng Han saw the familiar ward hall, and he found that Li Yuanfeng and Xiaonan had arrived one step ahead of him. The latter, in particular, was beckoning to him.

"It's good to be here!"

Li Yuanfeng has a scruffy beard, and his appearance is even more decadent than before.

"Hmm."

Feng Han nodded with the two of them, and then asked, "Don't we have any new companions for this mission?"

"Newcomer, it won't be so soon."

Li Yuanfeng explained that there was an emergency light in the ward, and once the light was on, they had to go down to rescue those new "patients", otherwise it was very likely that no new person would escape alive.

"The monster in the lower ward is not very powerful."

Feng Han knew that Xu Lin and Li Yuanfeng's abilities were not weak, so didn't they rescue all the newcomers.

"It's dangerous, but your sacrificial blade should be able to repel them, but you can't kill those monsters, it's a kind of trial for newcomers."

"I see, I know it roughly." Feng Han nodded.

"Feng Han, what does your sacrificial blade and broken chapter magic look like, if it's convenient, you can tell us in advance, so that we can assign tasks after entering the script world."

"Yes."

Feng Han stretched out his hand and took out his sacrificial blade from the void - three short knives with cold light flickering.

"This is a weapon made from my three ribs, in the form of three short knives, so sharp that it can almost be described as indestructible."

He clamped the three short knives between his fingers and showed them to the two of them.

The blade is thin and thin, showing a transparent luster and is unusually sharp. Feng Han has watched "The Legend of the Deer and Ding", and the dark iron dagger of Lord Wei is as sharp as clay, even if it is a precious mahogany, the dagger is completely submerged, and only a small piece of golden hilt remains.

The three short knives made of ribs in his hand are not inferior at all, Feng Han once accidentally threw the short knife on the ground, and it fell straight into it like cutting tofu, his family's old house was built in the last century, but it is not the current tofu slag project, the quality is excellent, and the ground is also cement, but for this short knife, it is not wasted at all to pierce the past.

The dagger was less than seven inches long, had no gauntlets, and was quite gothic, cold and eerie, with inscriptions engraved on the blade and two lines of words written in Latin.

"God made man out of ribs, and I made blades out of ribs."

When they saw these three short knives, Li Yuanfeng and Xiao Nan both showed contemplative looks.

"So this is the Sacrificial Blade, which is a little different from what I thought."

Xiao Nan scratched her head, not knowing how to speak.

"It's true, because it looks like a dagger, a short knife and other weapons, it gives people a feeling of not being powerful, but the weapon, in the end, depends on the user."

Feng Han didn't explain much, these three short knives did not look as strong as Xu Lin's chain hammer, and the reason why he chose ribs instead of other parts was also to consider some problems.

Xu Lin had reminded him before that the sacrificial blade also had to pay a certain price, but compared to the setting of the Shadow Beast's "once the beast dies, the envoy will also die", the sacrificial blade has almost no special "price".

If Xu Lin's kind reminder was not wrong, then there must be something wrong with the sacrificial blade, and Feng Han felt that if something went wrong, it must be related to his "sacrifice" part.

Therefore, he only used three ribs to forge the sacrificial blade, because from a physiological point of view, even if a person lacks one or two ribs, he can still move normally without affecting his physical health.

――It was also out of this plan that Feng Han chose to use ribs to make the sacrificial blade.

Feng Han withdrew his sacrificial blade at this time, as they noticed that the emergency light was flashing red at this time.

When the emergency light turns red, it proves that the evil spirit space has brought the newcomer downstairs.

"Feng Han, you go down from the corridor on the left, I go down from the corridor on the right, as for Xiaonan, you are here to pick us up......"

Li Yuanfeng opened his mouth familiarly, and then got up and ran wildly, rushing towards the corridor on the right, Feng Han also knew that the time was pressing, and he didn't dare to take it anymore, so he also rushed forward.

He rushed down the corridor on the right, and after three months of repair, his physical condition improved greatly, and he almost sprinted downstairs.

He seemed to be as light as a swallow, galloping like a shuttle, moving faster and faster, and as soon as he entered the entrance of the stairs, he first heard a woman's scream.

"If you go in the direction of the sound, you will definitely find someone."

This floor is even bigger than the upper floor, and there are many corridors, and the paths are also winding around, Feng Han acted as soon as possible, and ran towards the source of the sound.

The screams were relatively close to his side, and he should be far away from Li Yuanfeng's direction, so he would find someone before Li Yuanfeng.

He moved quickly, and finally found a man and a woman, two newcomers in blue hospital gowns, who were rushing towards him in a panic.

"Run behind me, go to the upper floor, don't go to a place shrouded in darkness, look for a place where there is light."

Feng Han just pointed the way, then turned sideways and got out of the way, he still had to save some more newcomers.

When a man and a woman ran over, Feng Han continued in the direction of the sound, but he soon found a bloody corpse and a monster that was gnawing at the corpse.

The moment he encountered the corpse, he took out two pistols, M1911 and Glock18, one of which he had brought out of the scripted world, and the other that he had bought back from a free shop with 6,000 rounds of ammunition.

Bang, bang, bang, the bullet shot over lifelessly, and the monster staggered for a while, but it couldn't kill the other party no matter what.

"Trouble, how do you deal with them?"

Feng Han had a headache, but at this moment, an unexpected situation appeared, and the monster roared in a low voice, and jumped on the ceiling and quickly escaped.

"I ran away in fear, okay!"

He breathed a sigh of relief, put away his guns, and walked towards the right side of the aisle, when he found another new person.

It was a woman with a nice appearance, with wavy curly hair draped over her shoulders, sitting on the ground with a pale face, as if she was too frightened to walk.

"Get up."

Feng Han knew that it was useless to talk too much about this state, so he directly pointed a gun at the other party.

"Don't, don't shoot, don't kill me." The woman straightened up in fright, shivering.

"If you still know to be afraid, that's good, run to the back, don't go to the dark place, run to the upper floor, where there is light is the exit."

Feng Han waved his gun and let the frightened woman leave from his side. At that moment, a young man with gold-rimmed glasses and a somewhat suspicious demeanor poked his head out of a door.

"Excuse me......"

"Don't talk nonsense, go upstairs first, and I'll explain it to you later......"

Feng Han spoke to the man like this, and at this moment, several shadows rushed over from the depths of the dark corridor.

"Here, hey, how can there be so many."

He glanced at it and found that the lineup of "monsters" had suddenly become stronger, and the monster that had been shot away had actually killed five or six of his companions.

"Damn, you gave me this trick."

Feng Han couldn't cry or laugh a little, the other party didn't run away at all, but went to move the rescuers.