Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 683 A Terrifying Extravaganza
When Nailhead last saw Fang Yu in Resident Evil, Fang Yu was still a "child".

Specifically, even though he wasn't very strong at the time, he was still capable of killing Robert, who was at the fourth level of the Demon Team's initial gene lock.

As for Nailhead, this Leviathan servant, frankly speaking, can only deal with ordinary people. When he encounters a "superpowered person" like Fang Yu, he can only run away.

In the monitoring room, the deathly silence was shattered, and then turned into a raging storm!
"WTF?! Wardfuck?! He...he...he closed the door?!" Brent Hadley's fat face twitched violently, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets, his finger pointing at the screen trembling like someone with Parkinson's. "Nailhead! That's Nailhead! The ghost of the Box of Mourning! The Engineer of Hell! He just walked out like that? And he fucking slammed the door shut?!"

The scene on the screen was extremely ironic. The wooden door, which had just been carefully closed by Nailhead, looked ridiculously comical in the pale moonlight, forming an absurd contrast with the infamous and terrifying figures outside.

"What's going on?!" Lilith, the female assistant, was also dumbfounded. "Nailhead is afraid? But he was just our sacrifice!"

“FUCK! FUCK YOU LAMESKIN BASTARD!” Brent completely lost his temper, his last shred of reason burned away by fear and rage.

He slammed his fist on the most prominent scarlet button on the control panel, causing it to dent deeply. A sharp alarm ripped through the air in the entire monitoring center, and a bright red light flashed!

"Never mind that! Open the gates! Maximum power! Activate the special current! Stimulate them! Now! Immediately! NOW!" Brent roared hysterically into the full-band communicator, spitting as veins bulged on his forehead. "All units, listen up! I don't care what methods you use! Let these cowards, weaklings, useless trash attack! Tear that damned door apart! Drag everyone out! Otherwise, we'll all be buried with the ancient evil god!"

“Sizzle——!!!”

At his command, blinding blue-white arcs of electricity erupted from the ground surrounding the cabin in the woods!
Countless fine electric currents, like raging silver snakes, surged and leaped wildly through the soil! A crackling, hissing sound filled every corner of the forest! The icy, bone-chilling moonlight intertwined with this man-made electric torture hell, creating a bizarre and terrifying scene.

The electric current, like an invisible whip, lashed fiercely at every terrifying being gathered around the hut!
From beneath the slit-mouthed woman's mask came inhuman screams of pain; Pennywise the Clown's twisted laughter instantly turned into a piercing howl; and Michael Miles's knife-wielding arm convulsed violently.
The electric current stimulation, a mixture of pain and mania, instantly overwhelmed their respective instincts.

“Ouch——!!!”

"Jie Jie Jie!!!"

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In an instant, all eyes were completely filled with a scarlet light! It was a blood-red storm of pain, anger, and a forced, destructive urge mixed together!
Without any warning, without any hesitation.

The terrifying legion, ignited by the electric current and consumed by a frenzied rage, roared like a flood bursting its banks, carrying endless resentment and an aura of destruction, and launched a general assault on the small, lonely wooden house from all directions—the doorways, windows, walls, and even the roof!
Wood chips flying everywhere!

A horrifying head—a viscous, slippery creature with a broken neck dragging its purplish-blue internal organs and long spine—using its size and bizarre shape to silently and swiftly choose the most treacherous path. It darted into the chimney like a cold, venomous snake with a "whoosh"!
Carrying a strong stench of blood and decay, it rushed straight towards Fang Yu, who was closest to the fireplace inside the house!

Its fangs were bared, and its murky eyes held only a ferocious rage that seemed ready to tear everything apart!

Just as that head, dripping with thick, foul blood and carrying a stench, was about to bite down hard on Fang Yu's neck...
"Oh!"

A dull, resounding crash, like a heavy object striking leather, echoed through the room! "Ah!"

A short, almost hallucinatory wail, tinged with a painful, shattering sensation, even came from inside the chimney.

Fang Yu didn't even raise his head; his right leg seemed to have eyes, and it shot out in the blink of an eye!
Just like a top striker volleying a shot inside the penalty area!
That fierce flying headed bird, like a football hit by a precise and powerful shot, flew back at several times the speed it had come from!

Its filthy face instantly deformed, several fangs in its mouth shattered, along with its broken spine and a large pool of colorful, sticky, slippery entrails, and with a loud "thud," it crashed back onto the cold ground outside the chimney, leaving a long, nauseating trail of blood and entrails among the dirt and decaying leaves.

Fang Yu slowly withdrew his foot, glanced at the bloody, twitching mass of "rotten flesh" outside the window, and a look of incomprehensible disgust and mockery appeared on his face. His voice clearly reached every desperate listening device in the monitoring room:
"Tsk, I mean, it's the 21st century already. Some ghosts kill people with mental curses, some use yin energy and resentment to launch ghost attacks, and even the most brute clown knows how to play psychological tricks."

He paused, his tone filled with an absurd sense of disbelief: "So there are ghosts who bite people by pulling their heads, tendons, and intestines out with their teeth."

Upon hearing the complaints, the monitoring room couldn't hold back any longer, and Zhou Juanjuan, who was huddled in a corner, was stunned.

How come this guy isn't afraid of ghosts at all?
"Boom!"

The sturdy oak door panel shattered with a crash! Wood chips shot into the room like artillery shell fragments!

Outside the door, Michael Myers, whose destructive desires were completely ignited by the powerful electric current, was the first to break down the door!

His pale mask was expressionless, and his tall, imposing body exuded an oppressive aura like a collapsing mountain. The blood-stained kitchen knife in his hand tore through the air, aiming straight for Zhou Juanjuan in the distance! He even ignored Fei Tou Man, who had just been kicked and sent flying into the chimney.

In the monitoring room, Brent was so excited he almost smashed the screen: "YES! Michael Myers! Well done! That was awesome!"

His roar stopped abruptly!

Because at the very same microsecond that Michael Myers burst in and headbutt slammed back onto the filthy ground outside the chimney with a scream!

Fang Yu made a move!

His body simply blurred and disappeared on the spot!
In the next instant, he appeared in front of Michael Myers, who had just broken down the door and was halfway through handing over the kitchen knife!

Their noses almost collided! The speed was so fast it was as if he was supposed to have been standing there all along!
Michael Myers' lifeless rubber mask remained unchanged, as if he hadn't perceived this illogical flash, but his body instinctively sensed danger, and the trajectory of his kitchen knife subconsciously tried to be slightly adjusted.

It's too late.
Fang Yu, knife in hand, gritted his teeth at Michael Myers' white mask: "So what if I steal some electrical repair equipment! You even secretly drained my energy! You think you can kill me with a single strike at level three? Look at my level four gene lock!"

(End of this chapter)