Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

Martin turned his head and looked to the left, where a slender figure was standing quietly.

He was wearing a black leather jacket, with his bare arms folded across his chest, holding a spherical Rubik's Cube the size of a bowling ball.

Three blood-stained steel gears cut deeply into his head.

His bald head was covered in bloodstains, and his body was entangled with iron wires that pierced into his flesh. His blood vessels were the black color of a dead person, and it was obvious that the blood circulation had stopped.

It was the fake Labyrinth Hell Monk.

The Box of Mourning in his hand also did not have the ability to open the portal to hell. At most, it was just a strange cursed object.

Martin stared at him intently.

Although the monk in front of him was a fake, he gave him enough sense of danger. He had reached the level of a mid-level demon.

Although Martin is confident of victory, he still needs to be extremely careful.

Because the opponent is different from the previous three zombies and can cause devastating damage to his body.

Kurt, Dana, Holden, and Julie followed Martin's gaze, were also startled, and took a step back.

"Damn it, when did this guy come here?"

"I don't know. It's like he's always been there." Kurt moved his hand slightly and tightened the axe in his hand.

Facing everyone's vigilance, the monk from hell still stood there with an expressionless face.

There was no fluctuation in his eyes, and he stared at the five people harmlessly.

The aura on his body was somewhat stiff, and he did not have the indifference and coldness of a real monk from Hell of Pain. He was just like a puppet.

Dana also stared closely at the Hell Monk. She found that there seemed to be no malice in the other party's eyes and he did not take any action.

I immediately made a judgment in my heart.

After hesitating for a moment, he took a step forward and said to Martin who was confronting him, "Martin, I feel like he doesn't have any bad intentions. Do you want to give it a try?"

Martin took a step back after hearing this.

He had more important tasks, and he didn't want to expose his power unless it was necessary.

"Hi, hello. Can you understand what we are saying?" Dana waved tentatively at the pseudo-hell monk.

The monk from the Gear Hell still looked at the five people calmly. Although there were gears stuck on his head, it could be seen that he was definitely a handsome guy when he was alive.

Perhaps this is why Dana wanted to try to trust him.

Dana was like taming a vicious dog, greeting him with gentle words, taking tentative steps forward, and trying hard to express her kindness.

And that she had no intention of hurting him.

Just as Dana took three steps forward and was about to approach Martin, three iron wires covered with thorns shot out from the mourning box in the hands of the hell monk opposite without warning.

The wire shot towards Kurt at high speed.

'ah--! ’

Dana was so frightened by the sudden attack that she was at a loss what to do. She naively wanted to contact a monk with her humanity and animal taming skills.

They even showed soothing behavior that they would not hurt the other person.

This is as ridiculous as an ant standing up, showing that it has no ill will towards humans, and hoping to tame a human being in this way.

If Wu Heng were here, he would definitely laugh at her childishness.

Martin, who also didn't quite believe it but was willing to let Dana try, threw out the sword in his hand the moment the hell monk on the opposite side made his move.

However, it did not stab the monk or stop him, but cut into a tree trunk nearby. The trunk collapsed, the wires inside broke, and the only shot of this blind spot was lost in the underground sealed area office. At the moment when Martin threw the knife with his backhand, his palm turned and turned into a curved hand blade.

A terrifying bloody aura suddenly burst out from his body, which was even slightly visible to the naked eye.

Martin's hands were like two black iron curved blades, slashing at the iron wire shot towards Kurt. At the same time, the tough mouthparts in his palms spit out like iron wire.

It flew in the air and hooked onto the iron wire covered with thorns.

The originally straight wire bent to the right like a pulled spider web, causing the end to lose its direction.

It flew past Kurt's face.

One of the thorns caught Kurt's face, and half of his face turned black and swollen like a loaf of bread.

“Ahhh, it hurts, it hurts so much!”

Kurt fell to the ground, twitching violently. The pain was beyond the limits of his body.

Martin didn't have time to pay attention to Kurt as he had already started fighting with the Hell Monk in front of him.

stretch!!

The wire was cut by Martin's mouthparts, but he did not stop. Instead, he controlled the mouthparts like two puppet strings, and entangled the soul of the Hell Monk.

The monk still stood there, and the round mourning box in his hand began to deform.

As if it was being assembled, the sphere exploded, revealing dozens of holes, from which wires shot out.

Dozens of terrifying chains like poisonous snakes pounced on Martin.

The object in his hand was not a portal to hell, but a weapon similar to a domain, or even his own core.

Martin swung his bent hand blade, and it changed from a single blade to five rotating blades, like two madly spinning gears.

Regarding Imacladar's sawworm form, Wu Heng incorporated it well into the transformation of the Blood Demon.

After all, even among ordinary people, compared to knives and sticks, as long as the electric saw makes a sound and the saw blade turns, it will instantly produce a deterrent force, making the other party feel inexplicable fear.

Wu Heng would not let go of any element that could increase the fear.

Martin's two-handed blade wheel was enlarged three times, like two rotating shields.

His body became more and more hunched, his skinny waist was slightly bent, and he stood there like an agricultural harvester.

The chains shot out from the Pseudo-Hell Monk's Mourning Box collided with the madly spinning gears.

In an instant, sparks and lightning flashed.

With a sharp "crackling" sound, dozens of iron wires broke into pieces, were cut into pieces by the rotating saw blade, and bounced to both sides.

The trees and forests on both sides seemed to be hit by a hail of bullets from a Gatling gun at this moment.

The trees and bushes exploded into green debris, as if they had been wrecked by a storm.

of course,

It was a metal storm caused by the aftermath of the two people's attacks.

The four people hiding behind Martin, especially Dana, hurried back to the two standing people and helped them to pick up Kurt who had fallen stiffly on the ground.

He seemed to be frozen at this moment, with his arms and thighs curled up and stiffened. Even when he was tied up, his arms were still curled up.

The thighs left the ground and slowly drooped to the ground.

Because of the pain that penetrated his soul, his nerves were completely numb, his face was dirty, and tears, sweat, snot, and saliva mixed together, soaking his clothes. (End of this chapter)