pjbooks Chapter 230 Lin Xiaoyu's Boldness
Chapter 230 Lin Xiaoyu's Boldness
Less than twenty meters from the ambush zone, inside a half-collapsed clock tower.
Lin Xiaoyu huddled in a shadowy corner.
She has been lying in wait here for a long time.
She was already here before Chen Yifan threw Zhao Hu's "mountain of flesh" out like trash.
it has started.
She silently recited it in her heart.
The excessive strain on her mental energy caused her to experience sharp, needle-like pain in her temples, and her face was completely bloodless.
But deep within her pupils burned a heart-stopping flame.
In those flames, there was worry, and there was resolve.
There was also a kind of fanaticism that she herself found unfamiliar, almost morbid.
Brother Fan.
I think... I'm starting to truly understand your world.
The feeling of holding the threads of other people's fates in your fingertips, coldly weaving death.
fatal.
It makes people fall into depravity.
In the forbidden fragments of the Druids, the distorted knowledge about the flesh faction took root and sprouted wildly in her mind.
That is not the gentle force that protects nature.
That is the tyrannical law that governs flesh and blood, a heretical doctrine that believes in the most primitive and cruel iron law of the jungle.
And now, she, Lin Xiao... Yu.
Within this steel jungle lies a silent predator disguised as prey.
She closed her eyes.
His mental energy, penetrating the omnipresent plants, precisely targeted Onizuka Ryuichi and his six assassins.
The entire battlefield was disassembled and reconstructed in her mind.
She "saw" it.
Onizuka Ryuichi knelt in an abandoned house.
Like a stone sculpture.
But the blood-red katana on his lap seemed to be "breathing."
Countless distorted faces appeared on the blade, wailing in agony.
This knife...
The demonic sword that Chen Yifan obtained from the Black Gold Merchant Guild...
Apart from the color, they seem almost the same.
but……
Under Lin Xiaoyu's observation.
It seems this Japanese soldier is gathering strength.
He is waiting.
When Thor's throat is within his absolute range, where a single strike will be fatal.
Meanwhile, the other side's six henchmen, like six most loyal hunting dogs, were scattered throughout the house.
Three archers occupied the high ground, their arrows swirling with psionic energy, deadly yet consistent.
The two assassins merged into the shadows, their breath extinguished, turning them into lifeless objects.
The last person was the commander whose energy fluctuations were bizarre.
He hid behind the broken wall, holding a brass compass, calmly issuing each instruction.
He is the brain of this killing machine.
A perfect three-dimensional strangulation formation.
On the front, Zhao Hu, like a mobile city wall, drew all the firepower.
On the flank, Thor's Thunder Squad is about to crash in.
Above their heads still hung Onizuka Ryuichi's blood-craving butcher's knife.
Thor's team is doomed.
But they miscalculated one thing.
A spider, making its hunting debut, had infiltrated this web.
Lin Xiaoyu's lips curved into a very faint smile.
She stretched out her fair hand and gently pressed her five fingers onto the rubble beneath her.
"bring it on."
"I, Lin Xiaoyu, am no longer the person I used to be."
The dark red keratin layer on the surface of the main vine of the [Bloodthirsty Poison Vine] beside her began to liquefy and wriggle.
Thin, crimson nerves, finer than spider silk, emerge from the vines, silently burrowing into the soil beneath their feet and seeping into the cracks in the concrete.
Like a disciplined underground army, they spread rapidly toward the house where Onizuka Ryuichi was, without making a sound.
Their goal is not to attack.
It's an infection.
It turns every inch of this area into Lin Xiaoyu's nerve endings.
Beneath the ground lies her intertwined senses.
Hidden among the plants are her fangs.
The Japanese commander seemed to sense something, and his brows furrowed slightly.
He glanced down at the compass in his hand; the needle was trembling slightly and erratically.
The energy field has been disturbed?
In such a chaotic psionic wasteland, this is quite normal.
He didn't care.
he does not know.
Just a second after he looked down to examine the compass.
A dark red spore, invisible to the naked eye, landed precisely on the back of his neck on a gentle breeze.
Then, as if it had a life of its own, it instantly burrowed into his skin.
The hunt begins.
Lin Xiaoyu's plan was simple, yet vicious.
She had no interest in playing hide-and-seek with those archers and assassins.
From the very beginning, she had only one goal.
commander.
As long as this "brain" is severed, the entire killing formation will be instantly paralyzed.
But the method she chose was not assassination.
It is parasitic.
The forbidden spell recorded in the Forbidden Fragments of the Druids is "Flesh Spores".
Once it invades a living organism, it will frantically absorb life force and take root in the host's nervous system.
Ultimately, she turned a living person into a flesh and blood puppet that she could control at will.
With Lin Xiaoyu's current strength, she is not yet able to completely control it.
But it's enough to make that commander's brain freeze for a second at the most critical moment, causing him to issue an incorrect command.
She transformed into the most patient hunter, waiting quietly.
She awaits the seed, under her control, to quietly bloom within the enemy's body.
……
"Baka! Is that shield guard a monster?!"
A Japanese archer watched the massive figure, which was enduring a hail of arrows and advancing like a heavy tank, and cursed in exasperation.
The A-grade enchanted longbow in his hand could easily pierce armored vehicles with its arrows.
But when it struck that giant shield, all that happened was a burst of sparks; not even a white mark was left.
"Abandon the bait! Target Thor!"
The commander's calm voice, precisely transmitted through the tactical headset, announced, "Thor has entered area C3!"
"Archers, fire 'Demon-Binding Arrows' to block his movement!"
"Stealth team, prepare to engage! Prioritize eliminating the remaining targets..."
The instructions were clear, efficient, and lethal.
However, at the very moment he issued the order...
An indescribable, excruciating pain exploded from deep within his spine at the back of his neck without warning!
That's not itching.
It's a disorienting feeling, like your nerves are being eaten away and altered by a foreign object!
It felt as if millions of venomous worms were laying eggs and hatching in his spinal fluid, tearing his brainstem apart!
"Ugh—!"
The commander's body suddenly stiffened, the command stuck in his throat, turning into a shrill groan.
He instinctively reached out and grabbed the back of his neck, his fingernails digging instantly into his flesh.
But I couldn't touch anything.
The terror and excruciating pain emanating from the depths of his soul overwhelmed his reason in an instant.
His mind went blank for a full second.
On the battlefield, a single second can mean life or death.
The three archers did not receive the precise coordinates, so they could only shoot three lightning-fast "demon-binding arrows" based on their instincts.
The arrow streaked across the night sky, but landed a dozen meters away from Thor, blasting apart three meaningless electric nets.
The two assassins who had reached the enemy's flank were forced to retreat abruptly because they did not receive the order to attack.
The perfect opportunity for a decisive strike was so absurdly missed...
"What are you doing?!"
Onizuka Ryuichi's emotionless yet seemingly freezing voice rang in the commander's headset.
The commander shuddered violently, and the excruciating pain vanished instantly, as if it had never happened.
He looked as if he had just woken up from a nightmare, his face filled with only confusion and fear.
"I...I just..."
He wanted to explain, but found that he couldn't even describe what had just happened.
He could only watch helplessly as Thor and his men charged into the heart of their ambush zone unscathed.
The killing formation turned into a cage for slaughter.
It’s over.
The commander's heart sank into a cold abyss.
He committed a mistake that was serious enough to warrant seppuku (ritual suicide).
He didn't even know how he made the mistake.
Inside the clock tower.
Lin Xiaoyu slowly opened her eyes.
A faint, victorious smile played on her lips.
It became.