With that said, Zhang Heng pointed at Zhao Douchun crawling on the ground...
Following the direction of the young man's finger, Xian Yuqi and Li Baiyi looked at each other.
Zhao Douchun, who had lost half his head, was indeed not dead yet, and was almost crawling to the side of the road.
"Ha! On Monday, you really insulted Master's swordsmanship. You couldn't kill this piece of meat with one blow?!"
A rare smile appeared on Xian Yuqi's dark face, and the corners of his mouth turned downward. He was obviously angry, but combined with the smile between his eyebrows, it gave people an unusually arrogant feeling.
"Shut up, it's not because you old ghost shouted so loudly that it disrupted the movement of Qi in my body..." Li Baiyi said angrily.
"Hey, damn you, your inability to poop depends on gravity..." Xianyu Qi was not to be outdone.
However, the two old men quarreled, but they did not fight each other again.
After arguing for a while, Li Baiyi snorted coldly and pointed at Zhao Douchun in the distance.
"Come here, come here, or you'll say I stole your head again!"
"What the hell, I've lost all my sword power. You made the mess yourself and wiped your own ass!"
Xianyu Qi turned his head and stopped staying beside Li Baiyi, walking quickly towards the car.
"Hey, you old ghost..."
When Li Baiyi saw the other party lowering his pick, his brows suddenly twisted into knots.
But after thinking for a moment, he still dragged the sharp sword and walked slowly in the direction of Zhao Douchun.
Probably because of the heavy weight of the giant sword and the sharp edge of the sword.
The edge of the giant sword was easily embedded into the cement floor.
As Li Baiyi moved forward, a shallow drag mark was left behind.
Hearing the footsteps coming from behind, Zhao Douchun, who kept crawling, naturally knew what was about to happen.
"Uh ah...let me go...please let me go..."
The slimy sound came from the trumpet-shaped fleshy organ, which made this deformed creature even more pitiful.
If she were a soft-hearted woman, she might have hesitated a bit at this moment and debated whether to let the other person live or not.
But unfortunately, Zhao Douchun was facing Li Baiyi.
Just kidding, do you really think Zhao Douchun's little thoughts won't be seen by the two old men?
They are human beings who have lived for more than 160 years!
All the previous actions were just fun and entertainment.
"Hehehe... What nonsense are you talking about, little friend Zhao? Since you have become like this, why not let me send you to reincarnation early. In this way, when the school starts in the future, little friend, you can receive education earlier. …”
Li Baiyi kept talking coquettishly and raised his right hand violently!
The giant sword dragged behind him created a spark on the ground, swirled, and stood high behind Zhao Douchun.
"I have a sword that can kill evil spirits!"
An angry shout came from Li Baiyi's mouth. When the words fell, the aura of this fat old man suddenly changed!
The heavy giant sword seemed to be as light as nothing at this moment, flying in the air with the movement of Li Baiyi's wrist.
Li Baiyi himself also kicked off the ground with one leg, and with the inertia of the giant sword, his whole body instantly flew into the air.
The sword roars! Kill the evil spirit!
Li Baiyi's idea was very simple. Since the other party could still survive after most of his head was cut off, he would simply split his body lengthwise.
If it still doesn't work, try chopping it into pieces. Before Zhao Douchun could make any unnecessary noise, the giant sword in Li Baiyi's hand suddenly accelerated and slashed downwards unstoppably!
Zhao Douchun, who had no ability to resist, was unable to dodge and was completely split into two halves by the power of the sword.
Perhaps he felt that this was not thorough enough, or he saw those scarlet muscles that were still squirming.
After Li Baiyi landed, he picked up the giant sword and carefully chopped Zhao Douchun's body like mincing meat.
During the operation, this immortal old man still had a smile of unknown meaning on his face.
Coupled with the dim environment, it makes people look creepy.
Zhang Heng on the side couldn't stand it anymore, so he stepped forward and stopped Li Baiyi's behavior that could easily be misunderstood.
"Senior, let me do it..."
Pulling Li Baiyi away, Zhang Heng tapped his chest a few times with his right hand. After a burst of sound, the rotor buzzed non-stop.
The left arm, which was emitting blue light, turned red and began to absorb the spiritual energy from the corpse fragments.
Different from the previous absorption of spiritual energy from zombies, Zhao Douchun's aberration has a huge amount of red light particles.
After sucking for five minutes, the light particles in the corpse began to slowly decrease.
Along with the process of absorbing spiritual energy, the pieces of flesh on the ground gradually stopped twitching, shriveled and turned black.
The red light faded, and the faint blue light lit up again. Zhang Heng glanced at the display screen on his forearm, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Yes, there are five levels of psychic energy. If we kill them directly, there will probably be more..."
While muttering, Zhang Heng did not forget to glance at Li Baiyi beside him.
He saw that the other party was staring at his robotic arm with curiosity, and his fat face was filled with curiosity that he could not speak.
"Senior...if you have anything to ask, just ask, don't look at me like that..."
"Haha, little friend 457, is your left arm a product of the Mohist puppet machine technique?"
Seeing what Zhang Heng said, Li Baiyi stopped being polite and asked directly.
"I really don't know about the Mohist puppet mechanism technique. In a sense, it can be regarded as a technological prosthesis..."
Such a perfunctory answer was not really intentional on the part of 457. The main reason was that he himself did not know the detailed origin of his left arm.
All I know is that Wang Yu made this thing and installed it for him.
Of course, it is the fat Wang Yu from timeline 457, not the long-legged hottie who is by his side now - Wang Yu 659.
"This is not as simple as a technological prosthesis..."
Li Baiyi seemed to have gotten the answer he wanted. He gently stroked his beard with his left hand and said with a smile...
Because their first priority was to go to the Siming Mountain Refuge, after clearing the roadblocks set up by Zhao Douchun, they did not stay here too long and directly chose the most likely road and drove there...
In the dark sky, a thick dark cloud slowly floated in, slowly covering the pale moonlight...
…
Red Moon World.
Scarlet light shone from the clouds, decorating the mottled earth.
Also dyed red by the moonlight was a huge skeleton beside the coastline.
Bathed in the moonlight, it looks like a strange monster wearing red gauze.
In the darkness not far away, a figure wearing black protective clothing walked slowly.
He stood around the giant skeleton for a while, as if to make sure it was safe, then walked half a circle around the giant skeleton, and finally walked slowly towards the shore.
This person is none other than the world breaker from timeline 659, Zhang Heng-659.
At this moment, he had finished watching the video in his monocle and was preparing to head towards the 'Snake's Nest', the hunting area where Zhang Ning was most likely to go.
According to Bai Donggu's description, Snake Nest was formerly a prosperous village and town, and its main industry was breeding, supplemented by farming.
As for the animals raised, Bai Donggu didn't need to elaborate, 659 had already guessed a rough idea from the names.
"Snake Nest, the residents of this village would never have thought that one day, the place where they have lived for generations would be occupied by meat-raising creatures..."
659 sighed in a low voice, then turned off the playback function on the monocle and adjusted it to alert mode.
Although the battlefield assistant does not have any attack methods, its reaction and analysis capabilities are absolutely sufficient in this darkness.
After walking on the shore for a while, a dense forest appeared in front of 659, with only a narrow path in the middle.
It seems that if you want to reach the snake's nest, you must cross it.
Taking stock of the scene in front of him, 659 glanced at his left arm again.
In order not to expose himself, he had already put his left arm in standby mode when he left the dungeon.
Without a light source, potential threats will not be attracted.
But similarly, without a light source, it means that 659 will have a hard time walking in a dark environment.
After all, he is still a pure human being. His eyeballs and other body parts are original and have not been modified.
Although he was thinking about this in his mind, 659's steps did not stop, and he still slowly approached the woods.
When the surrounding red moonlight was almost blocked by the tree canopy, a magical scene happened.
Suddenly, a green light slowly lit up in front of 659, and what followed was a clearer vision.
"Night vision function, how could I forget this..."
Staring at the green patch in front of him, 659 subconsciously patted his head.
The Night Demon protective suit is mainly designed to protect humans from moving in cold and dark environments. In addition to its own heat to ensure the wearer's body temperature, it is also equipped with infrared imaging capabilities.
As a technological product of the Youyu clan, the Night Demon protective suit certainly has this function.
Now that the image was clear, 659 cheered up and walked into the woods.
Although the intestinal trail in the middle is thin and narrow, the path is very clear. It is not difficult to see that people often pass by here.
I don’t know if it was because there was no light source on 659, but I didn’t encounter any danger during the entire process of crossing the woods.
Not to mention mutant creatures, not even a single zombie appeared.
He glanced at the temperature displayed on the mask of the protective suit.
3℃, which has not yet reached the extremely cold temperature.
"It's strange that at this low temperature, zombies can't bear it? It shouldn't be..."
659 whispered strangely and continued to move forward cautiously.
According to the information he knew, the temperature tolerance range of the secondary infected body is -5~65℃. Although it is close to zero at this moment, there is not a single zombie left.
"Maybe it was cleaned up by the hunters in the dungeon..."
Looking around again, 659 found a reason for himself.
Anyway, all he can do now is to be vigilant. Even if he knows there may be danger ahead, he must go...
