Looking at the slowly rising green light in the distance, Lin Zihan's heart skipped a beat, as if his soul had been penetrated, and a chill spread through his body slowly along with his heart.
His whole body became stiff in the bone-chilling chill. Lin Zihan felt as if his body was frozen, and his movements became much slower. A pair of green eyes in the distance sprouted in Lin Zihan's heart. Thoughts of fear.
"After killing so many people, my sword has stopped shaking, and my heart has become cold. This time, I feel an unprecedented sense of crisis." Lin Zihan did not face his heart in the end. Fear is classified as a sense of crisis.
"Ouch~" Dingding looked proudly at the green eyes that were slowly approaching, and continued to roar. Uneasiness and irritability began to appear in the roar. It seemed that behind the pairs of green eyes, there was something that made people angry. A monster that can't even calm down.
"Ding Ding!" Lin Zihan shouted softly, trying to calm Ding Ding down, but he didn't expect that Ding Ding would become even more irritable, even manic, not as obedient as before.
Even Ding Ding, who was no longer roaring, had a look of fear and uneasiness in his eyes. There was a desire to fight in his restless eyes, and there was also some kind of deep fear.
The three people and one wolf looked at the green eyes that were slowly approaching in the distance. No one dared to move rashly. Their bodies seemed to have been nailed in place. They just looked at the eyes that were slowly approaching slowly with wary eyes, holding hands secretly. Clenched his fists.
"Ouch~" Dingding, who had calmed down, suddenly roared and rushed forward, stretched out his limbs, and rushed out in the blink of an eye, disappearing into the night.
"Do it!" Lin Zihan rushed out when he saw Ding Ding, and he didn't care so much. He quickly swung his left hand from behind his waist, and ten flying knives suddenly appeared in front of Lin Zihan's eyes. Following Lin Zihan's body, he quickly The ground rushed into the night.
"Heavy power~" Xia Ming kicked the tail of the gun horizontally with his left foot, grasped the silver gun with his right hand, turned over and followed suit.
"It's really nonsense." Lin Yafeng looked at the two people and the beast rushing into the night, and was a little surprised. Although Lin Zihan was not a veteran warrior, he was also a murderous god of death. Why didn't he show up at this time? No matter how calm and composed he is, he is actually a stunned young man who has just entered the battlefield.
But what Lin Yafeng didn't know was that there was a wonderful spiritual bond between Lin Zihan and Ding Ding, which allowed Lin Zihan to sense Ding Ding's heart and make a decision.
To Lin Zihan, Ding Ding was never just a simple pet, but a witness to the reunion between Lin Zihan and Wei Mengying, a friend brought back by Lin Zihan from the roadside, and Wu Kexin's playmate. .
Controlling the flying knife with his left hand, Lin Zihan stepped directly into the exoskeleton armor with one step. Taking another step forward, he held the sword tightly with his right hand. In this unknown land, Lin Zihan did not dare to underestimate the enemy, even if it was Lin Zihan now Han has mastered the secret of the void, and will definitely not choose the void as his main means of combat.
Just like Xu Miao, although Void gave Xu Miao the title of Invincible, the strength that Void can show in battle is ultimately limited, and its true meaning lies in its inability to be penetrated.
A piece of snowflake fell from Lin Zihan's side, and blood splashed out instantly. Next to Lin Zihan, a black corpse fell slowly. However, the night was too dark, and Lin Zihan could not clearly see the appearance of the corpse. But the body shape is similar to that of a human.
"Pfft~" Xia Ming relied on his keen perception to stir up the spear, and the tip of the spear penetrated directly into a body. Then Xia Ming felt as if his spear was gripped tightly by something, and he could not pull it out, and the green people around him The faint eyes also slowly came closer.
"Boom~" Lin Yafeng took out the flare from his backpack and threw it into the air with his bare hands without using any tools. With a loud explosion, a daylight suddenly fell on the wilderness.
The three people stared blankly at the scene in front of them. Those green eyes were all human beings. Except for a pair of green eyes and those long messy hair, they looked no different from humans.
"Are these people?" Xia Ming watched as the tip of his spear pierced the chest of the man in front of him. Bright red blood slowly flowed out of the man's chest, and the man's blood-stained hands were clenched. He grabbed Xia Ming's spear, his face full of painful struggle.
"They are mutants, the purest mutants." Lin Zihan suddenly remembered that incident. So many soldiers had disappeared inexplicably in the Northern Wilderness. One by one, the legions disappeared. Lin Zihan suddenly understood that maybe those people had already disappeared. Became a kind of monster.
"Are you saying that the Northern Wilderness Army has been preventing these mutants from entering the empire these years?" Xia Ming looked at the mutants swarming in. He didn't seem to have lost his mind at all. His steps were steady and his actions Swift and decisive.
But facing the nearly five-meter-long White Demon Wolf, he seemed a little weak.
Using his right hand, Xia Ming retracted his silver spear, turned around and stabbed another mutant who came forward. Xia Ming was not sure whether these mutants had lost consciousness, but all the mutants were silent. Silent, those green eyes were unwavering.
"Be careful!" Lin Zihan saw a mutant passing by him and rushing toward his back. He hurriedly waved his left hand and a flying knife flew out, piercing the mutant's heart from the back.
Seeing that the blood flowing out of the blood hole was also bright red, Lin Zihan was not sure for a while whether these were human beings. If they were really mutants, the blood would have been invaded by the virus and would appear green or black and red. , but the blood of these people is truly bright red.
"The extreme cold is shrouding you!" Lin Zihan held his left hand into a claw shape and pressed it down quickly. A bit of extreme cold spread out, and a chill that was far more terrifying than the cold just now started with Lin Zihan's hand. Spread out for the center.
"Blade of the Void~" Lin Zihan didn't hesitate at all. Although his void cannot be used as the main battle, adding it to his flying knives and war blades will get the effect of one plus one greater than two. This increase will make Lin Zihan controlled Jihan and Void to fight at the same time in a short period of time.
A layer of fine frost slowly condensed on the blade. Before the frost-blue ice blade could shine, it was immediately covered by a layer of gray light. The black light gave people a feeling of emptiness, as if for an instant. It's like taking away the soul.
Throwing the flying knife, Lin Zihan watched as the flying knife in his left hand drew a gray air blade, piercing through the bodies of those in front of him, as easily as passing a piece of paper, and the blood on the wound was not yet wet. When it gushes out, it is instantly frozen by frost-blue ice crystals.
The blooming ice flowers appeared on the chests or abdomens of those mutants, and were immediately covered with gray light. The stubborn frost-blue ice spikes wanted to break free from the gray shackles, but they were still bound by the indifferent Among the gray.
"Void Rift~" Lin Zihan did not hesitate. When the void and extreme cold were released at the same time, it would consume a huge amount of Lin Zihan's physical and mental energy. A protracted battle was definitely not a good choice for Lin Zihan.
Holding the sword tightly in his right hand, Lin Zihan rushed forward in an instant. In just the blink of his breath, Lin Zihan appeared more than ten meters in front of Ding Ding. The fine gray cracks on the sword in his right hand slowly spread, and a A thin gray line spread out with the extremely cold snowflakes.
At this time, Lin Zihan had completely become the god of death on this battlefield. As the sword in Lin Zihan's hand pierced the ground violently, a lonely aura suddenly spread out. Within fifty meters around him, the aura of death spread, like a It was like hell in an instant.
"Is this all his strength?" Lin Yafeng spread his claws with both hands. Before he could rush in front of the mutant, he was forced to stop by the fierce killing intent. To be precise, it was not killing intent. , but that breath made Lin Yafeng suddenly feel like death, and everything became silent and empty.
"Poof~" Just when Lin Yafeng and Xia Ming lost themselves in the sudden aura, within fifty meters around Lin Zihan, blood mist suddenly burst out, and hundreds of changes occurred. The person died like this under Lin Zihan's void.
"Hu~hu~" Lin Zihan knelt down on one knee, the sword in his right hand still piercing the ground, supporting Lin Zihan's body. The ten flying knives behind him slowly returned to their positions, hanging behind Lin Zihan. , like Lin Zihan’s dorsal fin.
Kneeling on the ground with his left knee and kicking his left foot on the ground, Lin Zihan slowly raised his head and looked at the corpses strewn around him. The long-lost feeling of bloodlust and the feeling of blood exploding around him made Lin Zihan feel like he was back. When I arrived in Longcheng, it was the darkest but also the most comfortable period for me.
His left arm slowly stretched out, and ten flying knives behind him suddenly appeared on Lin Zihan's left arm, floating gently like fish playing in the water.
"Leave the rest to me!" Lin Zihan looked around. There were only a hundred or so mutants participating. Excluding the thirty or forty who were chased by Ding Ding, the mutants who were still approaching the three of them were still approaching. There are only seventy or eighty left.
"This..." Xia Ming was puzzled. He didn't know why Lin Zihan suddenly became so cold and decisive, as if the two people behind him just met by chance.
"Let him be released!" Lin Yafeng suddenly reached out to block Xia Ming. As a member of an organization that also came from the Shadow Palace and was associated with blood and death, Lin Yafeng knew that Lin Zihan was releasing the negative emotions accumulated in his heart at this time. A distorted cognition and deformed character.
"Pfft~" Lin Zihan's figure was like a bolt of lightning traveling across the battlefield. Wherever it went, there was just the sound of flesh being cut open quickly by a sharp blade, and then a corpse fell.
On this battlefield, apart from the roar of Ding Ding and the sound of Lin Zihan wielding a knife in his hand, there was no trace of wailing. The fallen mutants only showed pain on their faces and struggled a few times. Then he lost his breath.
At this time, next to the tent in the camp, Wu Kexin woke up at some point, and stood there watching everything that happened from a distance, her expression indifferent and unmoved, but her eyes were full of Lin Zihan's figure.
