Chapter 488, Blood and Flowers (8)

(The previous chapter has been revised.)
Chu Zihang put down his phone. For some reason, he seemed unable to contact the outside world.

But this is really strange. With the secret party's meticulous nature and years of accumulation, they have enough spy satellites to monitor a sparrow in Kassel College, but now the mobile phone has lost signal?
At the same time, a layer of green mist rose in the church.

The fog was so thick that it was unbelievable. This place had just experienced a battle between words and spirits ten minutes ago. The air was boiling so much that it could serve as an air fryer, but now it was shrouded in a chill. Chu Zihang was soon soaked all over, as if he was in a sauna, but the temperature of the fog was simply ice!

The church was filled with this strange fog, but there was no one there except himself and the boy who was supposed to be his enemy.

The boy had been very quiet since just now. Chu Zihang originally thought that he was waiting for him to finish the call, but now that he had put down the phone, he still had no response, as if he had fallen asleep.

But why do people clench their fists when they sleep?
Chu Zihang could tell that the other person was not a professional in this field. Although he showed signs of training, his training was only to strengthen his body and was not aggressive. In addition, the boy was very polite and gentle, so Chu Zihang had no idea why he was silent with his clenched fists and veins exposed.

The green mist became thicker and higher.

This thing was a bit like the breath from the underworld, as if the green mist had isolated the church from the world, leaving only the two lonely ghosts wandering here endlessly.

The Nibelung?
Even today, Chu Zihang still can't help gritting his teeth when he thinks of this word. He was once involved in the Nibelung. When the sound of Odin's horse hooves rang out, the entire elevated highway was turned into a Nibelung.

The fog became thicker and thicker, gradually rising from his ankles to his knees. The beam of light from the tactical flashlight in his hand could not penetrate the fog. The inexplicable feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger, as if there was something hidden in the fog. Chu Zihang couldn't help but gasp.

"who!"

At this moment, an oppressive aura came from the darkness behind.

At this moment, Chu Zihang realized that something was wrong, and he immediately switched the 'Murasame' in his dominant hand. Before he rushed out, a force as heavy as a mountain pressed down on the blade, and Chu Zihang immediately fell backwards.

At the same time, the black knife cut off Chu Zihang's hair. If he had dodged later, the knife might have cut off his neck.

The moment the handles of the swords touched, starlight splashed out, allowing Chu Zihang to vaguely see a pale human face.

Heavy gasps echoed in the darkness.

then……

Chu Zihang did not choose to attack rashly. The overly thick fog completely became a natural barrier for the thing to hide.

In order to avoid becoming a target of attack with the only light source he carried, Chu Zihang also turned off the high-powered flashlight in his left hand.

Bang! Bang! Bang! There were sounds like rocks breaking, or ice being dropped on the ground.

In the darkness, every explosion was like a heavy hammer hitting Chu Zihang's heart.

He couldn't see anything, but the undisguised heavy breathing after each explosion indicated that another dangerous monster had come out.

At this moment, the monsters should be wandering around him and the boy, their footsteps soundless. The darkness seemed to be no obstacle to them. They were just looking for the best time to attack, just like a group of predators surrounding a shivering prey.

next moment.

The black shadow broke through the fog and pounced towards Chu Zihang, its sharp claws making a sharp sound.

Chu Zihang saw the opponent's huge claws, which were a bit like the claws that the protagonist transformed into in "Prototype". It was estimated that he could be pinched up with one hand.

Because of his experience, Chu Zihang did not choose to fight him head-on, but lifted the hem of his windbreaker and pulled out the Desert Eagle. The black shadow was already in front of him, and the cold debris fell on his face first, which made Chu Zihang understand what the sound just now was - these monsters probably just broke out of the ice.

Without time to raise his gun, he chose to roll sideways.

The sharp claws landed on the ground, creating a few sparks and cutting into the ground, with foul-smelling gas coming out of the cracks in the ground.

Yan Ling·Deep Blood.

Serial number: 47.
Effect: Make yourself poisonous.

It all happened so suddenly, not even enough time to breathe. Chu Zihang looked at the ground and saw the black shadow waving its claws, cutting the marble floor that even the full-power Junyan could not destroy and only burned it black.

It's really hard to imagine that a guy with this much strength is actually a poison assassin.

Chu Zihang reacted instantly, lifted up the Desert Eagle tucked behind his waist and shot.

He just raised his gun and shot. He was an excellent shooter.

The Desert Eagle had a very large caliber, and Chu Zihang loaded it with bullets specially made by the Equipment Department. That was given to him by Norma as a special case before the operation. Chu Zihang originally thought that he would not need this thing, because after all, he was also a human being, and he did not want to see the scene of his head being shattered like a watermelon. The weapons improved by the Equipment Department were not comparable to conventional weapons. The kinetic energy of a bullet was enough to knock the deformed giant claw monster's head back.

Judging from the degree of bending of his neck, his spine must have been broken instantly.

The special bullets fired from this weapon would not penetrate the human body, but would explode like a watermelon.

When the bullet hit the monster's skull, it made the sound of shooting metal!

Shot after shot, from the center of the eyebrows to the throat to the heart and then to the kidneys, he delivered a steel core bullet to each fatal part. This monster was like a hero who had practiced the Golden Bell Cover and horizontal training kung fu. He didn't know the opponent's weakness, but he didn't mind hitting all possible weaknesses. The kinetic energy of large-caliber bullets was huge, and Chu Zihang had to bear a lot of recoil... If Zhuo could see this scene, he would probably have mixed feelings. He had injured his wrist with an ordinary Desert Eagle just because of improper posture. Now Chu Zihang was using the Desert Eagle as a burst Barrett.

The good thing is that the monster was also hit with great force. Every time he was shot, he would lean back more, not just his neck, but his whole body bent backwards, but his feet stood firmly, without moving at all.

The magazine was empty, but the monster still stood there quietly, leaning back at a strange angle, like a strange human arch bridge. After a moment, its spine made a slight popping sound, and the whole person slowly straightened up, and the golden eyes that had dimmed for a while lit up again.

When they looked at each other again, Chu Zihang saw the beast-like murderous intent in those pupils. Fortunately, he had already picked up "Murasame" in his hand. When the monster's claws attacked, his "Murasame" had already blocked it at his side. At the same time, he stepped on the monster's chest and kicked him flying backwards.

But the monster bounced back immediately the moment it landed, and its sharp claws swept Chu Zihang's throat twice, with a time difference of only two seconds at most.

The two fought in close combat, and Murasame and the claws collided dozens of times in just half a minute, sparks flashing in the darkness. The other monsters also took offensive postures, like beasts bending their front limbs and lying on the ground, ready to launch a fatal attack at any time, but they did not attack immediately, but surrounded Chu Zihang and the monster, and did not seem to want to win by numbers.

The more the fight went on, the heavier Chu Zihang's heart became.

Although the opponent's moves did not have any skills at all, it could also be said that the opponent had no moves at all, and was basically fighting him like a beast.

But Chu Zihang's attack could not cause any fatal damage to the monster. He even felt like he was cutting a piece of hard alloy steel.

In desperation, Chu Zihang had to resort to unconventional means. Ancient and complex words came out of his mouth, and the mist surrounding him quickly dissipated, turning into a dry "vacuum zone" in just a few seconds. Then, a flame flashed, like a signal, and a violent flame explosion hit the church again.

……

Although the fight with Caesar had lasted for quite a while, Caesar was still reluctant to let Ling leave. The reason for this was that he heard that the fight over there at Chu Zihang's side was not over yet.

"No matter what, I won't lose to that guy."

Zero thought of the words that had been laid before him at the end of the battle with Caesar, and of the various footsteps he had heard gathering along the way.

She felt a dull ache seeping from her stomach.

(Kassel College learned of their news, and this was a trap for Zhuo.)
Zero stumbled through the woods, dragging his body forward with his feet.

Zhuo's existence was exposed from the beginning to the end. To be precise, because Zhuo's information was clear, a fairly high-level plan for targeting Zhuo was also prepared, and a prepared plan was set up accordingly.

Zhuo is usually lazy and seems to be thinking nothing, but he is calm and rational inside. He is an excellent boy who will do everything from beginning to end. Therefore, he will certainly stick to the promise until it is fulfilled.

In Ling's opinion, Zhuo's ability can indeed protect him from harm on the front battlefield, but there must be a targeted method.

(And the reason why Zhuo didn’t notice that there was no suppression of precepts here was also because of me.)
Before meeting Zhuo, Ling was a more serious person who only listened to what Potato Chips said. Ling has changed a little because of his meeting with Zhuo, and the same is true for Zhuo.

It was Zhuo who pulled Ling out of his closed world, and it was Ling who took the initiative to stand by Zhuo's side. They made the same choice together.

But now it seems that no one is happy with this choice except them.

"Some things look like a clown when done by one person, but wouldn't it be a comedy when done by two people? There is always a way."

Zhuo chose to silently endure the continuous provocations and bullying, and never thought about revenge. In a way, he was a bit of a pushover, always thinking that things would get better. But in another way, this optimistic and generous character was also influencing and attracting Ling.

Ling, who had been living a depressed life under years of heavy pressure, developed a yearning for life after his encounter with Zhuo.

Originally, he could choose to speculate others' intentions with good intentions, both in the good and bad aspects, but now he was forced to do so, as if he had to see him take a step forward. No, perhaps this was their original purpose, but it was only now finally exposed.

Those people knew nothing about Zhuo's feelings, so it was no wonder they wanted Zhuo to change. Whether it was desire or hatred...

(I don’t regret meeting Zhuo, but I also don’t want to just watch him become someone I don’t like.)
Ling likes his current life and also likes Zhuo now. Although his love for Zhuo will not change, it will be painful for Ling to feel that his beloved has been changed into a vengeful and dark person because of his involvement.

(…Every time I think about this, I wish I were just an ordinary person like Yamamoto Yurina…)
Perhaps, the ideal partner that Zhuo originally envisioned should be a woman like Yamamoto who is optimistic and cheerful and capable of allowing him to live a lazy and ordinary life. After all, Yamamoto is not valued by his classmates for no reason, and even compared to the superficial evaluation of her by her peers, Sa Chiko's evaluation of her is even better.

On the one hand, Zero longs for that kind of life, but on the other hand, she feels that if she really becomes like that, she would become a different person, so she will not really change in that direction, but she still envies Yamamoto Yurina.

There was a time when she was jealous of Yamamoto Yurina and felt remorse and guilt for her jealousy.

(…Even if we want to live our own lives, we still shouldn’t let them change our lives.)
Ling said that she likes Zhuo no matter what kind of Zhuo he is, and that she likes him no matter which side of him he is. However, she would still feel uncomfortable if Zhuo became a person driven by vigilance, hatred, and anger.

But Ling didn't want Zhuo to be bullied innocently like this, so he had to rush over there.

……

In the sea of ​​fire.

The monster slowly stood up in Chu Zihang's astonished eyes, and in the high temperature that was high enough to distort the air, he finally saw its appearance clearly.

But it was useless to see clearly. He was wearing a black rubber coat, and his muscles were very exaggerated. Through the rubber coat, one could see the protruding blood vessels on the surface of his muscles, which were as gnarled as the roots of an old tree. With such terrifying muscles, he could drive the exaggerated iron-gray claws on his right hand. It was obvious that the claws were not born but installed later. The size was amazing, and they were basically five short arc knives. He used some complex mechanical device to operate these blades.

After the monster stood up, his body did not seem to have any obvious injuries caused by the high temperature of the "Jun Yan". Green mist continued to emerge from the surface of his body, and the flames around him began to weaken at a speed visible to the naked eye. Instead, he looked a little more energetic, and his eyes looked straight across the sea of ​​fire, staring at Chu Zihang outside the fire with brighter golden vertical pupils.

(End of this chapter)