The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

Chapter 23 Trying to Escape?

In the midst of the solidified black mist, Old Hu, dressed in a black trench coat, lay on the ground, his expression contorted in pain.

He held his head in his hands, his jaw clenched, veins bulging on his forehead, the aftereffects of the mental shock still churning in his mind, like someone scraping him with a dull knife.

He struggled to open his eyes, but everything was blurry; he could only vaguely make out two figures facing each other.

On one side were those pure black eyes.

On the other side was the boy with the sword.

The monster stood there, speaking casually, but the playfulness in its eyes had vanished. It stared at Wu You, its pupils slightly constricted, its expression grave.

It also realized that it was no match for this kid in its current state.

hateful.

It gritted its teeth inwardly. If it weren't for that damned torchbearer, how could it have ended up in this state? If it hadn't been injured, how could a third-tier Origin-level Corpse Species have been forced to this extent by such a brat?

Its gaze shifted to Old Hu, who was lying on the ground to the side.

That first-tier ability user.

If I could eat him...

It can heal its injuries by devouring flesh and blood, and devouring one first-tier ability user is equivalent to devouring twenty ordinary people.

If I can swallow him, my injuries will heal considerably, and then—

It glanced at Wu You again.

This kid has become so much stronger in just a few days; he must have some secrets. If I could devour him along with me, I could get those secrets…

It licked its lips with its tongue.

But clearly, the swordsman wouldn't let it succeed so easily.

What should we do?

Its eyes darted around, and suddenly it raised its hand.

With a wave of his hand.

A dozen swaying figures appeared out of thin air in the middle of the black mist. Their features were distorted, their mouths were split to their ears, revealing jagged triangular teeth. They stood there unsteadily, like a group of zombies that had just woken up.

Ordinary corpse species, infected.

The monster pointed at Wu You.

As if receiving a command, the dozen or so corpses suddenly pounced on Wu You.

At the same time, its own head was instantly ejected—

But it did not rush towards Wu You.

Instead, he rushed toward the struggling man on the other side of the ground.

Wu You instantly understood its thoughts.

It wanted to use those ordinary zombies to hold it back, and then it would devour the man in the trench coat!

Without any hesitation, Wu You moved, intending to use his barrier sword to stop the head flying towards Lao Hu.

But a dozen or so crooked figures blocked his way.

Damn.

Wu You frowned, realizing he had no choice but to clear away the obstacles in his path first.

The silver-gray sword light flashed continuously.

Thrust, chop, split, slice—

Each sword strike precisely pierced the head of the corpse, each strike raising a wisp of black smoke.

Experience points +10.

……

He killed very quickly.

It was so fast that the corpses didn't even have time to react before they turned into black smoke and disappeared.

But the head was also moving very fast.

He had only killed seven or eight when the head was almost flying towards Old Hu.

When only two heads remained, the head was less than half a meter away from the man on the ground.

That's too late.

Wu You suddenly shouted, "Dodge!"

The man on the ground heard it.

He forced his bloodshot eyes open, and in the blurry scene before him, a gaping maw was rapidly enlarging.

He used the last bit of strength in his body to roll to the side.

hiss-

"ah!!!"

A scream.

It was just a tiny bit slower.

A large chunk of flesh was torn off Old Hu's thigh by those sharp, white teeth. Blood gushed out, instantly staining his trouser leg red.

The head hung in mid-air, chewing on the piece of flesh, a satisfied expression on its face.

"Ah..." It squinted, its pure black eyes filled with enjoyment, "The flesh and blood of an ability user is so delicious."

It swallowed the meat and flew back towards Old Hu, who was nearby.

This time, Lao Hu has nowhere to hide.

His head throbbed with pain, and the wound on his thigh made him tremble all over; even moving a finger was difficult. He could only watch helplessly as the mouth drew closer and closer—

whoosh-

A whooshing sound.

The silver-gray sword light sliced through the black mist, precisely striking the head that was only centimeters away from Old Hu.

The sword pierced through the skull, pinning it firmly to the ground.

They've been saved!

Wu You flicked his wrist; as he finished off the last two zombies with those two sword strikes, he threw the sword in his hand directly out.

The force, angle, and timing must all be perfect; even the slightest deviation will not work.

Thankfully, I won.

He pushed off with his feet, pressed forward instantly, gripped the hilt of the sword, and pulled it out sharply.

Then he waved it.

A flash of silver-gray sword light.

The slender neck connecting the head and body was severed once again.

Before it could hit the ground, Wu You flicked his wrist and stabbed the head seven or eight times with the sword, tearing the head to shreds, blood and flesh flying everywhere, leaving it unrecognizable.

He looked at the rotten thing and took a breath.

Surely he's dead now?

Then he froze.

The headless body merely raised its hand.

The pierced head didn't fly back, but the flesh on the severed neck began to writhe, as if something was churning, expanding, and growing inside.

A few seconds later.

An identical head grew out of the neck.

Pure black eyes, ordinary facial features, and that wide-open mouth.

It twisted its neck, as if adapting to the newly grown part.

"I already told you," it looked at Wu You, "cutting off my head won't do any good. I'm not one of those low-class things."

Wu You gripped the sword tightly and stared at it.

He noticed—

When the other person spoke, those pure black eyes did not look at him.

Instead, they were observing their surroundings.

The black mist, solidified by the Dark Domain Seal Device, formed walls that completely sealed off this space. But the monster stared at certain parts of those mist walls, its pupils shifting slightly, as if searching for something.

Weak points.

It's looking for weaknesses.

Wu You felt a chill run down his spine.

It knew it couldn't win, so it tried to run away.

Sure enough, the monster's head was suddenly ejected the next moment.

But this time, it wasn't rushing towards Wu You, nor towards Old Hu on the ground.

Instead, it crashed into the still, solidified black mist beside it.

呲味——

A harsh scraping sound rang out, like glass being polished by sandpaper, like metal scraping against metal. The solidified black mist trembled from the impact, and a few tiny cracks appeared faintly.

The monster frowned.

"These things from that black dog are truly disgusting corpses."

Once isn't enough, do it twice.

The head retracted and then ejected again.

呲味——

The crack has gotten a little bigger.

three times.

呲味——

Wu You certainly wouldn't just stand by and watch.

He rushed forward, stabbing the monster's body with his sword, then slashing its neck with another, and finally slicing off half of its head.

But it didn't work.

The wound had barely appeared when it began to heal. As soon as it healed, he chopped again. After chopping again, it healed once more.

The wounds healed only slightly slower than his sword.

The monster didn't try to hide at all.

It stood there, enduring Wu You's attacks, crashing into the black mist again and again.

"Hehehe, it's no use!" it laughed as it rammed into the ground. "Although I can't do anything to you, you can't do anything to me either."

呲味——

"You haven't truly reached the third tier yet, so you can't kill me."

呲味——

Wu You remained silent, continuing to slash with his sword.

But he knew in his heart that it was telling the truth.

He can't kill it.

We can't kill him now, at least not right now.

. . .

Beyond the black fog.

Gao Buhuan suddenly looked down at his watch.

The countdown on the dial was ticking away rapidly, not decreasing second by second as it should be, but rather as if it had been fast-forwarded, with the numbers jumping down like crazy.

"Not good!" Her pupils contracted. "That third-tier corpse is trying to break through the Dark Domain Lockdown Device!"

The men in black around them were shocked to hear this.

"What?!"

"Old Hu's lifeline is still on!" someone shouted. "Why are the zombies starting to try and break through the blockade? What's happening inside?!"

No one can answer that.

"How much longer until Lord Mo Li arrives?" someone asked.

Gao Buhuan glanced at the communicator: "At least eighteen minutes."

"Eighteen minutes..." The man's face turned pale. "Then..."

Gao Buhuan didn't wait for him to finish speaking.

She stared at the accelerating countdown, glanced at the still-lit green life light, and took a deep breath.

"I'll go," she said. "I'm next."

"No way!" someone immediately objected. "How can we only—"