The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 132 He Came From Heaven ([-])

Leon heard the faint cursing, and he felt that the voice was very familiar, it seemed to be the voice of the sloppy doctor.

But Leon knew that the doctor was dead!No one survives with half a spine torn off.

Therefore, I must have heard it wrong. The high mental tension in the past few days, coupled with the sudden life-and-death change, caused confusion in my mind.

However, the sound of cursing can be explained by auditory hallucinations, so what about the person in front of him?
He looked at the man in front of him who looked like a wall, and asked himself.

Is it a hallucination?

There was a sound of wind, hunting, and Leon knew that it was a piece of air current that could not be avoided when the monster's sharp claws slapped it. The huge wind sound was split by a knife and hit the body. Scattered to the sides, blowing billowing smoke and dust
Of course this is not a hallucination, Leon hasn't been frightened to the point where he can't even tell the truth from the illusion.

This is the butcher, he must have been infected. Leon looked at the fat and chubby body, but it gave off a sense of contradiction. The skin was blue and black, and the blood vessels were as black as the darkest branches. . And on the arm, the medical bandage that was broken into pieces due to the huge impact.

Under the bandage, there was a circle of terrifying tooth marks.

That's right, this person was bitten, he should have turned into a zombie, but why didn't he come to bite me like other zombies, but to protect me?
Leon doesn't know, he's just a policeman who just came to work, he doesn't know anything, even now, he hasn't remembered what the butcher's name is?
old george
Old Jonathan?

Or old Joey?
This is a difficult question, because not only Leon is thinking, but also the butcher in front of him.

"My mind is in a mess."

"What's my name?"

"where am I?"

"who am I?"

"Oh, by the way, my name seems to be Old Joey. However, this name is a bit special. I should have another name."

"boom!!"

There was a loud noise, not much less than the explosion of those grenades or flash bombs. It was the sound of a sharp claw slamming into the butcher's face. The huge impact force pushed the dust away, forming a solid ripple.

This slap can punch through a wall!

However, the butcher's head just turned abruptly in one direction following the slap, and then slowly turned back.

"Yes, I'm a butcher. I should have another name. What's it called?" He was slapped on the face by this amazing slap, the corner of his mouth was cracked, and the blood oozing into his beard: "I seem to remember something Heaven. Yes, hit me again! Haha—remind me! Hit me again. Please! You!!"

It may be that his mouth was broken, or the virus had begun to erode his nerves. In short, no one could hear what he was saying, only the laughter. There was an inexplicable sadness, and Deafening!
"boom!!"

There was another loud bang, louder than the last time, and almost out of the category of physical impact. If I had to make an analogy, it was like two huge shot puts used for demolition, wrapped in a thick layer of tires. It was as if the rubber had been bumped into each other with the greatest energy.

Incomparably dull, but with a silent roar.

The butcher's head was photographed at an angle that could break his neck. Behind him, Leon could already see the gray eyes and the blood that spewed out.

"crunch--crunch--"

The sound that makes the scalp tingle is the squeaking and hoarse friction sound when twisting and twisting the broken bones.

In an inhuman way, his head was twisted back into place by the brute force of the neck muscles.

"Ha—hahahaha———" He laughed, but there was a bit of crying in his voice: "Yeah, I remembered. The name I tried my best to forget."

"boom!"

This is already the third loud bang, probably because he found that the stupid big man in front of him was still standing under his paws, which made the monster feel very embarrassed, so this third blow was more ferocious than the previous ones combined , must be heavy.

A loud noise and a hurricane blew away all the smoke and dust, and people could see clearly above the ruins two giants whose size surpassed that of ordinary people.

But this time, the monster's claws did not hit the butcher's face again, but were blocked in mid-air by a hand.

"My former name. Oink."

He murmured softly, as if crying, whispering, moaning.

suddenly,

The butcher who called himself Oink suddenly pulled the monster towards him. In fact, his hands couldn't hold the 30cm-diameter claw at all, but he still pulled the monster towards him.Because, his fingers had dug deeply into the flesh of the giant claw, and the blood mixed with thick juice splashed, staining the butcher's body red.

puff.
Unlike before, this sound was not very loud, it sounded like a foot stepped into the mud.

Because, this punch was made by the butcher.

His fist was thrown very slowly, in an ugly manner, and he was not even clenched because he was still holding the short, stupid butcher's knife.

However, following this sound, his fist sank deeply into the opponent's chest.

Then got stuck in some more.

Got into it a little more.
This is not beating, but digging in, digging in, the knife was adjusted to the right position, the rusty blade turned into a blade that broke mountains and rocks, inserted straight in, and ended at the elbow!It's like the stupid and cruel old way of killing pigs. Barbaric, rude and inhuman.

"Ow—"

The monster screamed, but it could be felt that it was not roaring, but screaming.

The huge eyeballs opened violently, fixedly staring at the person who was close at hand, and there was obvious fear in the constricted pupils.

The giant claw started to dance wildly, hitting the guy in front of him.However, no matter how heavy the attack was, he didn't seem to care.

The exposed skin was smashed open, and the sharp blade drew shocking wounds, but this kind of attack that could not penetrate the bones was completely ignored. He was like a conscientious butcher, quietly and single-mindedly Yes, butchering something.

Everyone was shocked by this extremely absurd scene, they stared blankly, and even forgot to run away.

Therefore, no one noticed that from a corner of the ruins, a figure in a white coat but already covered in blood came out.

"Hurry up and run away, that butcher is back"

(End of this chapter)