pjbooks Chapter 224 The Demon Blade Shakes the Person
Chapter 224 The Demon Blade Shakes the Person
"work?"
These two words hit Zhao Hu's ears, causing his mind to short-circuit instantly.
What kind of job do I work?
This is a matter of life and death, what's wrong with this guy now?
The next second, the answer was revealed in a way that shattered reality.
That's not something ordinary people can understand about "going to work".
"Ah—kill—hungry—"
A torrent of resentment burst forth from that pitch-black demonic blade!
That wasn't a sound.
That was a spiritual plague!
Circles of dark sound waves spread out, and wherever they passed, all those fighting, whether Thor's team members or ambushers, froze for a moment.
"What is that?!"
The burly man with the double axes felt as if a red-hot steel needle had pierced his brain, the excruciating pain nearly causing him to faint.
The firepower inside the distant building also came to a fatal halt at this moment.
Indiscriminate mental pollution penetrated the bunkers and precisely drilled into the brains of every living creature!
Followed by.
A chilling rustling sound rose up densely from underground, from the shadows, and from every corner of the city.
An arm, rotting to the point of exposing its white bones, suddenly emerged from the sewer manhole, its five fingers gripping the concrete floor tightly!
Then, the second one.
The third one...
Rotting corpses covered in eerie purple crystals, their eye sockets burning with hellish blue soul fire, roared and crawled out of the ground like mad dogs!
Void Aberration!
"Fuck!"
Looking at the sight of the gates of hell wide open before him, Zhao Hu felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly by a cold, large hand, and he even forgot to breathe.
He finally understood who Chen Yifan was ordering when he said "Time to go to work."
This guy...
Isn't his profession a thief?!
When did I become a Lich King?!
wrong……
That knife looked familiar.
Is it... the [Touch of the Howler] in the warehouse?
At this moment, the mutants that crawled out were like a plague that had been awakened.
Ten.
Twenty.
Fifty...
In the blink of an eye, this street transformed into a kingdom of the dead.
This undead legion, exuding a strong aura of death, swept across the entire battlefield like a rising tide!
They do not distinguish between friend and foe, and have no allegiance.
Everything living thing in their field of vision is their prey!
Thor's forces and the ambushers inside the building were instantly engulfed in the horde of the undead!
The battlefield where the two powers clashed collapsed completely under Chen Yifan's strike.
It turned into a three-way meat grinder that could never be fought to the death!
"Damn it! Where did these monsters come from?!"
Thor's roar was swallowed by the howls of the horde of zombies. His body crackled with electricity, blasting any approaching aberrations into charred remains, but more monsters surged forward fearlessly.
Endless.
And the one who started all of this was Chen Yifan.
The moment the zombie horde formed, it had already retreated like a ghost to Zhao Hu's side.
His face was perfectly contorted with terror as he pointed to the hellish scene below, his voice trembling, as if he were speaking to Zhao Hu or to some unseen "spectator":
"Brother...brother! What do we do?! There are so many monsters! My...my legs are going weak!"
Zhao Hu: "..."
He stared intently at Chen Yifan's face, which was exactly the same as his own.
Looking at his exaggerated acting skills.
At that moment, Zhao Hu felt like his brain had turned into a pot of boiling paste.
afraid?
What the hell are you afraid of!
All those "fathers" all over the mountains and fields, didn't they all come from your shouting?!
Zhao Hu's mind suddenly flashed back to the Black Gold Merchant Guild's records regarding this SS-grade demonic sword...
[The Howler's Touch]!
Hidden Trait – [Possessed by a Vengeful Spirit]!
The endless vengeful spirits within the sword attach themselves to corpses, transforming into a calamity of the dead!
The ability listed as a "forbidden conjecture" in the records is actually real!
But the man before them... not only was he not consumed by this deadly blade, but he even...
We've completely subdued it!
monster!
This man is nothing but a monster in human skin!
Chen Yifan was extremely satisfied with the scene he had created.
He had already discovered through his "Mind's Eye" that this sewer was a mass grave, practically a perfect stage for "possession by vengeful spirits."
With such a good hand, it would be a disservice not to play it.
"What are you waiting for!"
Seeing that Zhao Hu was still malfunctioning, Chen Yifan elbowed him hard.
"Find somewhere to hide! If you get eaten, no one will clean up your mess!"
As he spoke, he pulled the absent-minded Zhao Hu and nimbly climbed into the second floor of a partially collapsed building next door.
The two found a broken window and squatted down, looking like two moviegoers who had bought tickets for the best viewing area, enthusiastically enjoying the bloody blockbuster downstairs.
"Tsk, look at that big guy with the double axes, he's pretty fierce, but he's not very bright. Three zombies are holding onto his legs, he's in trouble now."
"That guy who was shooting arrows is out of arrows and is now fighting hand-to-hand with a dagger. He's going to be done for."
"Hey, Thor caught that guy playing with vines. Look at him, he's been electrocuted into a piece of charcoal, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, it even smells delicious."
As Chen Yifan watched, he provided commentary on the spot, his tone as relaxed as if he were commentating on a game with no suspense whatsoever.
Zhao Hu squatted down beside him, unable to utter a single word.
His current assessment of Chen Yifan can be summed up in just one word.
clothes.
I prostrate myself in admiration.
In his entire life, he had never met someone with such a filthy heart.
At the same time, he felt an ever-deep-seated awe and fear towards the young lady's decision to insist on involving this man.
The battle downstairs was already a scene from hell.
Thor's forces were strong, but under the combined onslaught of the endless horde of zombies and the ambushers, casualties were inevitable.
A therapist was caught off guard and was pounced on from behind by a mutant; his scream was abruptly cut off by the cracking sound of a neck bone breaking.
The ambushers fared even worse.
Their supposedly perfect trap became a complete joke in the face of Chen Yifan's shameless and ruthless tactics that overturned the chessboard.
Both teams are being slowly swallowed up by the horde of zombies.
Chen Yifan's plan was to have them wiped out in one fell swoop?
Just then.
"Found it."
Chen Yifan's comments suddenly stopped.
His gaze, like a precise nail, was fixed firmly on an inconspicuous window of a distant building.
"That guy playing with arrows is their leader."
Zhao Hu followed his gaze.
Inside that window, a hooded man was calmly directing the remaining troops in their final resistance.
He concealed himself extremely well, and his aura was almost imperceptible.
"Then... now?"
Zhao Hu asked instinctively; he had completely given up thinking.
"Now?"
Chen Yifan smiled.
That smile sent a chill down Zhao Hu's spine.
A barely perceptible black shadow peeled away from Chen Yifan's fingertips and quietly condensed in the air into countless intangible daggers.
【Shadow Creation】.
"Of course..."
"...I'll take him home from get off work."