Chapter 103: Human Perception
The raging murderous aura surged out, and in the dark corridor, only the sound of the knife cutting the flesh and blood kept ringing.
With a puff, the knife cut into the chest, and then, as if it was cut through the cream, it directly transformed the corpse in front of him into countless pieces along the other party's bones, meridians, and nerves.
The plasma came to his face and sprinkled on Zuo Zhicheng's coat, and the tactical knife in his hand had already reached the neck of another corpse.
Just like a hot knife cutting the butter, the flesh and blood on the neck could not stop the blade in Zuo Zhicheng's hand. He was like the most elegant detacher, easily cutting off the other party's head along the gap between the bones.
The sound of the blade breaking through the flesh and blood, the sound of plasma spilling on the ground, the sound of monsters roaring, everything is like a dance that constitutes a killing.
And Zuo Zhicheng was like a devil in the dark, dancing on the tip of the knife.
Lataxis, trapezoidalis, deltoidalis, lataxis dorsi, sacralspinalis.
Frontal bone, nasal bone, spine, humerus.
The structure of the human body is as familiar to Zuo Zhicheng as his own back garden. Every bone and muscle they are invisible with his eyes closed.
Even the best forensic doctor is not as familiar with the human body structure.
And when this familiarity and this knowledge is used in killing, it is undoubtedly terrible.
The battle in the dark is different from the battle between Blood Rakshasa and Els. That time, Zuo Zhicheng suppressed the opponent with powerful strength under the advantage.
Now, facing at least a thousand corpse people, Zuo Zhicheng chose the most effective, most accurate and most labor-saving killing.
Every step forward, there are corpses falling down, and every attack is at risk of being killed. In this one-to-many battle, what I fear most is being entangled by the other party. Once they are hugged and caught by several corpses, the other corpses are rushed forward, and no matter how strong Zuo Zhicheng is, he will be torn to pieces.
So he kept wandering, constantly changing his position in the corridor, reducing the impact of corpses and corpses on the ground on him.
He cut open the head of a corpse man with one knife, and the other party's brain had been shattered into pieces. He grabbed the shoulder of a corpse man behind him with his other hand and threw the corpse man out like throwing a baseball.
Wherever he passed, more than a dozen corpse men were knocked away, and Zuo Zhicheng moved again along the empty position.
The thick smell of blood continued to flow from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose. The shoes on his feet were soaked with the plasma on the ground. The murderous aura on his body became more and more intense with Zuo Zhicheng's killing. If there were those ordinary people looking at each other with Zuo Zhicheng, they would probably be frightened directly. It was an inhuman look like a demon in hell.
Zuo Zhicheng was like a robot, repeatedly swinging his knife, punching, and sprinting, killing one corpse after another.
The arms have begun to ache slightly, and the heart's speed has begun to get faster uncontrollably.
The killing time had been more than half an hour, but the corpse people in front of him were still endless and were used at him one after another.
With a bang, a corpse finally grabbed Zuo Zhicheng's shoulder, but a shock force was directly transmitted from Zuo Zhicheng's shoulder to the corpse's body, shaking the other party's arm directly.
That is the function of the golden body of Yanmo.
Then he turned around and slashed the corpse with his broken arm was cut off in half. Zuo Zhicheng had already been in the fight again.
But this is like a starting talisman. As the battle becomes fierce, the physical strength decreases, and the blood on the ground, the more corpses and the dodging space begins to decrease, more and more corpses can touch Zuo Zhicheng's body.
In this case, he inevitably began to get injured. Even with the protection of the golden body of Yanmo, it would require physical strength.
An hour later, Zuo Zhicheng had already started to breathe heavily, and the number of corpses in front of him was no longer there since when, but there were at least seven or eight hundred.
‘Before killing them all, your physical strength will reach its limit.’ Zuo Zhicheng judged his state, but the imagination of relying on the growth of murderous aura and breaking through to human appearance did not happen.
Looking at the corpse man who was retreating under the impact of murderous intent and no longer as violent as the beginning, Zuo Zhicheng silently said in his heart: "The murderous intent has indeed increased, but can't it break through to the human appearance?
Try it again, or just solve them?"
After a smile, Zuo Zhicheng thought about when he became so retreating. Was it because of Xinlugang's ordinary life that blunt his blade?
The next moment, he had already grabbed the tactical knife in his hand, and rushed into the crowd of corpses like an arrogant wild wolf. The blood cast the avenue under his feet, and the sound of the separation of flesh and blood became the most wonderful music.
Zuo Zhicheng didn't know what the principle of enhancing murderous aura was, whether it was the other party's brain waves, the deceased's obsession with life, the remaining electromagnetic waves, the other party's curse, or some kind of energy, some kind of imagination, or something else, but this did not prevent him from feeling the enhancement of murderous aura and the increase of his mental power when he was killing.
One of the reasons why he took the risk to stay was that because he was confident of leaving here, he wanted to use the battle of corpses to see if he could break through to the realm of human appearance.
When he stopped again and gasped, he finally felt a little different. This is a breakthrough in fighting, constantly using murderous aura, increasing murderous aura, and forcing it to come out.
This feeling of connecting murderous aura and mental power is obviously of great benefit to Zuo Zhicheng's true breakthrough in human appearance.
‘Is this the feeling of human appearance?’
With this special feeling, Zuo Zhicheng was enough to understand and then look for an opportunity to break through the human form. Looking at the hundreds of corpses left, he did not intend to take any risks, so he took out a handful of flint from his body, and a little fire appeared in his palm.
While fighting all the way, he had already sprinkled all the tincture oil on his body on the ground. With the vines wrapped in corpses, the sporadic thermal power quickly turned into a surging wave of fire.
Zuo Zhicheng wrapped his body with a fire-proof coat, and he ran towards the way he came quickly, like a gecko, covering the ground.
Countless shrill screams sounded behind him, and corpses after storm were already struggling to fall to the ground.
Zuo Zhicheng burst out his last power, rushed out of the corpse group, and rushed out of the flames, and rushed to the intersection, then cut off all the vines at the entrance of the cave, saving the flames to the underground space and burned all the spiritual food here to death.
But all this was not over. After doing this, Zuo Zhicheng's body was already tired and hungry, but he kept rushing towards the entrance of the cave.
At the same time, he pointed his infrared gaze at the location of the Pluto Snake. In his plan, he was always worried that the giant snake would end its hibernation early due to the high temperature of the flames.
And now, worries finally come true.
Logically speaking, the snake should be a cold-blooded animal, and the infrared vision should not see the innate energy on his body. But the giant snake in the underground cave is obviously no longer an ordinary snake.
In the infrared sight, the purple innate energy that had originally contracted together was spreading out on the body of the snake bit by bit, which means that the power in the snake's body is beginning to wake up.
Seeing this, Zuo Zhicheng had to speed up and run towards the exit.
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Chapter completed!