This actor is full of tricks.

"This kid is so powerful even without flames?"

The old man, who was hiding in the back recovering from his injuries, watched in horror. He didn't know why Lin Jue didn't use his invincible flames, but even without flames, the opponent's fighting skills were extremely impressive. Moreover, the opponent always retaliated by grazing the enemy's attacks, as if he didn't know what fear was.

The absence of fear was a good thing for Lin Jue, because people are always hesitant and afraid of getting hurt or failing when they are in battle, but he had none of these emotions, only absolute calmness.

It is this absolute calmness, combined with his physical prowess, that allows him to seize every opportunity to counterattack and unleash his full fighting potential.

"Damn it, Number Twelve! How long are you going to go crazy there? It's just asymmetry! What's the big deal?"

Gluttony dragged his nearly broken flesh hammer backward in a frantic retreat, both shocked and furious. He was especially annoyed that Resident Number 2 had been provoked by Lin Jue's words. This guy had to mess things up at this crucial moment, almost causing him and the woman to be killed.

“Isn’t it just asymmetry?” Resident No. 2 was provoked again, his eyes bloodshot: “Symmetry is the best gift the Creator gave to the world. Everything is perfect only when it is symmetrical.”

He lives in his own morbid worldview and cannot tolerate the slightest questioning from others.

Binge eating was going crazy: "What the hell is going on? Can you please stop having this episode? I'm telling you, if you mess up Number 8's plan, he'll tear you into asymmetrical pieces of meat!"

Upon hearing the word "bulimia," Resident Number 2's face immediately contorted with intense fear, as if the guy called Number 8 was more terrifying to him than asymmetry.

"No. 8, No. 12..."

Lin Jue silently recited the two numbers in his mind. The most seriously ill patients in the mental hospital all had numbers, from 1 to 12. Currently, there are four patients with numbers.

One of them is resident number 2, who is actually patient number 12.

One is the mastermind behind the New World Black Chess Generals, numbered 7.

There's also the number 8 that Gluttony mentioned. This number 8 might be the friend they were referring to who entered Building 1.

The last one is "Lin Jue" himself, the most insane and dangerous patient number 1 in the mental hospital.

Driven by fear, Resident Number 2 forced himself to calm down. He stared intently at Lin Jue, wanting to activate his ability once again.

Darkness descended silently at that moment, and the old man rushed out from behind Lin Jue, heading straight for resident number 2: "Kid, you go and deal with that fat bastard and that woman first, I'll hold this guy off for you."

Having devoured the flesh and blood, the old man's injuries improved somewhat. Knowing that the second resident's abilities were very strange and might change the course of the battle, he took the initiative to block the opponent for Lin Jue.

Given Lin Jue's demonstrated combat prowess, taking care of the other two would be a piece of cake; it would then be him and Lin Jue fighting one against one.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Lin Jue nodded without hesitation and turned to rush towards the woman. Among the three patients, the woman was the weakest; it's always best to pick on the weakest. The woman clutched her severed hand, staring at Lin Jue with venomous eyes. Her scalpel had fallen to the ground along with her severed hand, and she seemed to have completely lost her fighting ability.

However, just as Lin Jue was about to rush to the woman's side, a triumphant smile suddenly appeared on her face. Her severed hand sprouted fleshy buds, which intertwined, and her hand was restored to its original state in an instant.

However, the color of the newly grown palm is significantly different from her skin tone, as if it came from another person.

"You think my ability is just a scalpel? I've been swapping other people's bodies all this time. These body tissues can be stored inside my body, so if a part of my body is damaged, I can immediately replace it with someone else's body!" The woman pulled a scalpel from her pocket and stabbed it viciously towards Lin Jue's neck.

At the same time, Gluttony also rushed over from the other side. He tore off the nearly broken flesh hammer, held it in his other hand, and smashed it hard against Lin Jue's head.

Their miserable appearance just now was just an act for Lin Jue's benefit, all for the sake of this fatal blow.

Caught between two attacks, even if Lin Jue dodged the woman's scalpel, he would still be struck by the flesh-and-blood hammer behind him; he had no way out.

Compared to other supernatural beings of the same level, humans who illuminate a region are more difficult to deal with because supernatural beings are generally straightforward and don't have many tricks up their sleeves.

"Should I thank you or call you foolish for exposing your trump card to the enemy?" Lin Jue was so calm that he didn't seem to be in a life-or-death situation at all. He even laughed: "Did you really think you had it in the bag?"

A milky white light instantly enveloped him. It came from the bronze bell on the Yaksha statue at the school. Lin Jue rarely used this bell because he basically didn't need it, but in this situation, the bell was playing its role perfectly.

Boom!
The hammer of flesh and blood slammed into the light shield, producing a metallic sound. Gluttony's previously confident expression instantly cracked, never expecting that Lin Jue would possess a defensive artifact.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lin Jue reached out with his left hand and grabbed the scalpel that was thrust at him. At the same time, he used his right hand to insert the tetanus blade into the woman's head and stirred it violently: "I don't believe you can replace your head."

Although women can transplant other people's body parts into their own bodies and store them, Lin Jue believes that the other person cannot transplant their head, because if a woman wants to transplant someone else's brain, she must first temporarily remove her own brain, but a living person will die instantly without a brain.

And his guess was correct. The moment her brain was pierced, the woman's pupils dilated instantly. Exposing her trump card to the enemy was extremely dangerous. If the woman hadn't said anything, Lin Jue might have guessed that her ability was regeneration, and he wouldn't have found the weakness of her ability so quickly, and he might not have acted so decisively.

Seeing this, Gluttony's legs almost went weak with fear. They had been feigning misery and scheming to finally lure Lin Jue into their trap, but he managed to turn the tables even in this seemingly hopeless situation.

His mind collapsed instantly, overwhelmed by fear, and he wanted to run away.

However, his body was too big, which seriously affected his speed. Lin Jue rushed forward in a few steps, intending to plunge the knife directly into the back of the other's head, but then he thought that he had to leave him alive. The blade immediately changed direction, dislocating the other's other arm. At the same time, he kicked hard with his foot, directly at the joint of Gluttony's hind leg.

Before Gluttonous could even let out a scream, his obese body collapsed to the ground. Lin Jue then slashed twice more, severing both of his hamstrings.

So far, Lin Jue has killed three of the five men who attended the banquet, crippled one, and left only the last one, resident number 2. (End of Chapter)