Chapter 134: Asura Battlefield [Seeking Subscriptions!]

Locking on, gathering strength, swinging the hammer.

Wild power seemed to surge into Ellie's delicate arms. As the hammer was swung, a series of explosive blasts echoed through the close quarters.

"Bang!"

Ellie's strike delivered a devastating blow to the deformed zombie. The hammer slammed directly into its waist, generating a colossal force that no flesh and blood could possibly withstand. Almost instantly, its body was torn in two, a large mass of rotting intestines and stomach spilling onto the ground, while its upper torso was sent crashing backward by the sheer momentum of the impact!

With just a single strike, the already short zombie was reduced by half, leaving behind only its upper body.

The mindless zombies failed to react in time. Just as the horn of battle sounded, their base camp had been overrun, and their leader was the very first to fall!

"Whoosh!"

At the same time, a monster with an elongated head lunged from an unknown shadow. Its tailbone whipped up, piercing straight through a zombie's skull. Black, corrosive blood splattered out, spraying directly over the monster's body.

The corrosive blood seemed to excite the lurking Xenomorph immensely. It hunched low, baring its sharp inner jaws, and whipped its head around to clamp onto another zombie's neck. With a fierce snap of its jaws, the head was bitten cleanly off.

The zombies' attention was finally drawn. As they turned around and attempted to surround their attackers, a burst of staccato popping sounds rang out. The zombies that had just taken a step forward collapsed to the ground, the backs of their heads pierced, where small stones and steel nails could faintly be seen embedded inside.

Ellie remembered Fan Li's order: do not kill them, keep them alive. To a human, having half your body blown apart was an irreversible death sentence, but for a zombie, such injuries were not yet fatal!

Ellie turned and strode toward the ordinary zombies. Enhanced by inhuman strength, every single attack of hers was a fatal blow. Lacking the thick, heavy armor of the mutated variants, the zombies' bodies would instantly tear open the moment they touched the iron hammer, their internal organs spilling onto the ground mixed with dark, rotting blood.

Until this very moment, the zombies still could not believe that a monster squad of just three members had completely surrounded and trapped them.

Yang Shuo and the others stood atop the building, watching everything unfold below. The hands and feet of everyone present were icy cold. Even Hu Huayao, who was well-versed in combat sports, now wore a rather vacant look in his eyes. His proud combat techniques were utterly meaningless compared to these monsters.

Those monsters possessed no martial arts or forms to speak of. The Xenomorph and Ellie relied entirely on brute force to conquer all techniques. Tails, sharp teeth, claws—they didn't even need to use weapons; simply relying on their physical strength alone was enough to plunge their enemies into a hellish, terrifying nightmare.

Hu Huayao looked at Ellie's astonishing arm strength with a hint of envy. If he could possess that kind of power, combined with the combat techniques he had spent half his life studying, what kind of terrifying explosive force would he be able to unleash?

Pity that all of this could only remain a fantasy.

He was merely a human. The limitations of his genes meant that his current body could never rely on bare hands to tear a zombie into two halves.

The previously vacant street transformed into a Shura battlefield in the blink of an eye.

Right at that moment, the people observing from above suddenly saw a familiar figure appear below.

Having not changed his clothes for a few days, Fan Li had immediately put on comfortable pajamas upon returning home. Yet before he could even take a moment to rest, the deformed zombie had tracked him down to exact revenge.

Fan Li looked entirely out of place amidst the battlefield. He had the distinct appearance of someone who had been cooped up at home all day, only venturing out to forage for food when hunger finally drove him out!

Although the zombies' current plight was miserable, most of them had only suffered heavy injuries and had not been instantly killed.

The reason the monsters had committed such low-level mistakes was naturally because they were acting under someone's specific instructions.

A zombie, its lower half smashed to pulp by the iron hammer, still struggled to its feet. Catching sight of the only entity on the battlefield that could be equated to a human, it bared its shattered maw and lunged forward, attempting to bite down on Fan Li's head.

Because of its injuries, the creature's movements were even slower than an old woman's. Fan Li walked leisurely forward, flicking his wrist casually. A head flew into the air, and a bloody gash opened up on the creature's neck.

His katana had been upgraded, far exceeding its previous level of sharpness. Slashing through an ordinary zombie presented no resistance whatsoever.

Fan Li's expression gradually grew cold. The bloody battlefield turned into his own personal stage. He looked like an emotionless killing machine; with every rise and fall of his blade, a dozen zombies fell before him.

[Slaughter Value +1]
[Slaughter Value +1]
[Slaughter Value +1]

The Button no longer attacked proactively. Instead, it stood behind Fan Li. Whenever any extra zombies managed to get close, it would spit mechanical parts from its mouth, inflicting short-term dizzying damage to prevent them from launching an effective attack.

As for the Xenomorph and Ellie, flanking him on the left and right like two fierce generals, they warded off the majority of the zombies, escorting Fan Li step by step as he walked forward. His pajamas were already stained red with corrosive blood, and with every step he took, he left behind a crimson footprint.

The people standing on the roof felt their direct impression of Fan Li elevate to yet another level.

With a completely expressionless face, Fan Li kicked apart a zombie's skull and came to a halt.

He gazed ahead at the deformed zombie, which was still stubbornly crawling away despite having only half a body left.

In such a brutal battlefield, as the leader of the zombie legion, this creature was actually attempting to flee?

"What an interesting fellow." Fan Li stood in place and waved a hand at the Xenomorph. The creature instantly darted forward, impaled the target's shoulder blades with its tail, and dragged it right before its master.

Compared to Ellie's somewhat childlike personality, the Xenomorph looked much more like a... well-trained hound!

Fan Li didn't need to expend much energy to foster closeness between them; simply feeding it on time caused the favorability rating to skyrocket.

This also highlighted the difference between beast-type monsters and humanoid monsters, giving Fan Li a deeper understanding of various monster categories.

Acting like it was presenting a prized treasure, the Xenomorph suspended the deformed zombie in the air before Fan Li with its tail. Large droplets of corrosive blood dripped onto the ground, creating the illusion of standing within a bloody oil painting.

The deformed zombie struggled in vain, utterly helpless. It could only watch in despair as it hung suspended in mid-air.

Fan Li possessed his own unique method for distinguishing ordinary zombies from obsession-driven ones. He raised his katana, pressing the tip against the creature's flesh, and slowly, inch by inch, drove the blade into its body as if stabbing through sand.

The patterns on the katana began to glow with a crimson light. Through Fan Li's cultivation, the sword known as Muramasa had finally evolved into a true demonic blade.

The deformed zombie's body began to twitch violently as if struck by an electric shock. Without a doubt, as the katana devoured its energy, the deformed zombie was forced to endure varying degrees of agony.

For a living corpse accustomed to having zero pain receptors, the terrifying nature of the katana was no less excruciating than ancient torture devices like the tiger bench or having its fingernails pulled out.

After piercing entirely through the creature's body, Fan Li withdrew the blade and slowly thrust it into another spot. After repeating this for some time, the deformed zombie's once vicious gaze began to blur, eventually turning completely vacant.

It completely surrendered to despair, its dull eyes even beginning to leak a hint of supplication.

A zombie with sentience knew how to better preserve its own life.

[Monster (Critical Condition), meets sealing requirements.]
[Monster (Critical Condition) mentally traumatized, meets sealing requirements.]
[Damaged Monster: Seal or not?]

Confirming his hypothesis, Fan Li allowed a trace of a smile to form on his blood-spattered face. "Seal!"