Chapter 17: Slaughter, Or Harnessing Slaughter
Li Weiyi used his ears to capture subtle sounds, only hearing three slow and light footsteps approaching step by step from the Grave Forest. But with the massive Grave Mound blocking the way that was seven or eight meters high, neither side could see the other.
The three were extremely cautious, their footsteps completely different from normal walking.
Thus, Li Weiyi could not judge their identities by the footsteps. If he misjudged and failed to kill Chen Hong first thing, the rifle in Chen Hong’s hands would pose a fatal threat to him.
The upcoming clash had to be not only fast, but also extremely cautious.
The position where Xie Jin stood happened to allow him to see Chen Hong and the other two slowly moving from the Grave Forest on the right, his gaze involuntarily turning that way. He secretly sighed in his heart that Li Weiyi was too cautious and had not pursued.
If he had pursued, he would surely be dead under Chen Hong’s gun by now.
Chen Hong shook his head at Xie Jin and gestured with hand signals, telling him to lure Li Weiyi over.
Xie Jin understood and immediately put on an arrogant and cocky attitude: “Li Weiyi, you’re ruthless today, I admit defeat, but Doctor Cai is in my hands. Let’s go, with a hostage, he won’t dare do anything to us.”
Xie Jin and the Security Team member holding the Taser Gun fled toward the direction of Chen Hong and the other two, thinking this would lure Li Weiyi into the gun’s sights.
Chen Hong gripped the rifle tightly.
The stock rested against his shoulder, aiming ahead.
Li Weiyi naturally would not fall for it, but instead seized this rare opportunity to rush up the seven or eight meter high Grave Mound at the fastest speed. Immediately, the five people behind the Grave Mound were fully visible.
Hearing the sound, Chen Hong hurriedly turned the gun barrel toward the top of the Grave Mound.
The Yellow Dragon Sword had already been thrown out first.
The sword broke through the wind, emitting a piercing metallic whine.
“Bang!”
The sword tip struck Chen Hong’s chest.
It was like being ruthlessly jabbed by an Iron Rod, Chen Hong’s chest ached as if splitting apart, his body falling backward, the rifle nearly slipping from his hand.
Because he was wearing Corpse Clothes Soft Armor, the Yellow Dragon Sword failed to pierce his chest, and the injury was not serious.
After throwing the sword, Li Weiyi jumped from the top of the Grave Mound to a Tombstone over three meters high, then jumped down from the Tombstone, stepping toward Chen Hong’s face.
Chen Hong hurriedly rolled to dodge.
Li Weiyi pursued, his palm like a horizontal blade, sleeve wind fierce, slashing straight at Chen Hong’s neck.
Too fast, Chen Hong had no time to aim at Li Weiyi and could only raise the gun to block.
“Bang!”
Li Weiyi’s palm struck the rifle’s barrel, the force heavy like a hammer, pressing the barrel back toward Chen Hong’s neck, nearly smashing his throat to pieces.
Chen Hong’s throat ached with a sweet fishy taste, his eyes bulging, just as he wanted to counterattack…
His mouth let out a dry hoarse scream first.
It turned out that Li Weiyi had already twisted the arm holding the gun, then the whole person was thrown out, his head “bang” crashing into the Tombstone.
Chopping, Grappling, twisting off, Throwing…
The whole set of movements flowed smoothly like water.
Li Weiyi picked up the rifle and walked over steadily, using the stock to smash Chen Hong’s knees to pieces, making him unable to stand again.
“Clang clang!”
A sound faintly like a Camel Bell faintly rang from deep in the Grave Forest.
Blood light flashed in Li Weiyi’s pupils, his ears seemed filled with thousands of voices urging him to smash Chen Hong into Blood Mud. The stock hovered above Chen Hong’s terrified eyes, but he finally restrained himself, Reason defeating emotion.
He had to harness Slaughter for Survival, not be harnessed by Slaughter to self-destruct.
Even if killing was needed, leave it to Senior Disciple Brother.
Amid Chen Hong’s screams, the other four were terrified out of their wits and fled in all directions.
This college student was too ferocious, his strikes vicious, simply like Demons.
Li Weiyi fired directly.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
The three remaining bullets in the rifle killed the slowest-running Security Team member holding the Taser Gun.
Throwing away the rifle, Li Weiyi did not pursue the three who had disappeared into the Nether Mist. The Deck Area of the Bronze Ship was only so big, where could they escape to?
As long as they had no gun, they posed no threat to him.
In contrast, the situation here was much more complex; if Li Weiyi pursued, someone might circle back, with unimaginable consequences.
Li Weiyi held the bloody and gleaming sword in one hand and dragged Chen Hong’s leg with the other, walking out from behind the Grave Mound.
Seeing this, everyone on the Deck breathed a sigh of relief, their suspended hearts settling, all feeling that Li Weiyi was like a god descending to earth, no amount of insignificant people could withstand him.
The previous gunshots had truly worried them for Li Weiyi.
Xie Tianshu was still lying in the pool of blood, kicked again and again by the returning Gao Huan, rolling on the ground in pain.
Xiao Lin was truly scared, feeling that Li Weiyi was no longer mortal and unbeatable. He sat against the Gunwale, not daring to move like a quail.
In the end, everyone was just ordinary people.
Fierce as beasts when bullying others. But when Death approached them, timid as rats.
“If you want to vent, do it later. First go untie everyone!”
Li Weiyi said this and walked toward Zhao Meng, wanting to check Senior Disciple Brother’s injuries first.
Suddenly.
From the distant Nether Mist, the sound of chambering a round rang out.
Very subtle, but it could not escape Li Weiyi’s ears.
Without thinking, Li Weiyi instinctively crouched and rolled, then dodged toward the distant Medical Tent.
“Bang!”
The gunshot exploded like thunder.
If Li Weiyi’s reaction had not been fast enough, this shot would have left a bowl-sized bloody hole in his waist and abdomen.
Xiao Lin sitting on the ground suffered a disaster out of nowhere, his exploding head turning into a puddle of Blood Mud splattered on the Gunwale.
Chaos and screams immediately erupted on the Deck.
Gao Huan, who had been untying the Scientific Expedition Team Members’ ropes, was so frightened by the gunshot that he squatted on the ground, not daring to move, looking toward the Nether Mist.
“Da da!”
A large wave of footsteps approached from far to near.
From the Nether Mist, the six people from Laboratory 705 gradually became clear.
The burly man Han Qin, nearly two meters tall, walked at the front, chambering another round again, aiming toward the Medical Tent’s direction. As soon as Li Weiyi showed his head, he would surely shoot to kill.
The crowd recovered from their terror.
A Scientific Expedition Team Member asked puzzledly: “Director Yang, what are you doing? It was Brother Li who saved us!”
Director Yang wore a Zhongshan suit, his tone flat: “Do you think why he is so powerful? Lifting a gun weighing hundreds of pounds effortlessly. Speed so fast, not like a human at all. He must have swallowed the Buddha’s Sarira; it is the power of the Buddha’s Sarira that made his Physical Body Supernatural and saintly.”
The bound Scientific Expedition Team Members immediately showed looks of realization.
The middle-aged woman wearing glasses from Laboratory 705 said: “He has been deceiving everyone, saying the Buddha’s Sarira is not on him. Can such a person be trusted?”
Director Yang added: “Only by taking back the Buddha’s Sarira do we have a chance to make the Bronze Ship turn around and return to Earth. Don’t you all want to go back?”
Li Weiyi’s voice came from behind the Medical Tent: “That’s right, the Buddha’s Sarira is in my hands, but it cannot control the Bronze Ship at all. Director, don’t you just want to swallow the Sarira yourself and gain Supernatural Power? Let me tell you, my Power does not come from it at all.”
Director Yang did not want to argue with Li Weiyi and said: “I’ll count to three. If you hand over the Buddha’s Sarira voluntarily, I guarantee with my personal honor that we can pretend nothing happened before and figure out Survival together in this strange Ghost Wasteland World.”
“If you persist, you will bear the consequences.”
Qi Shanshan was somewhat worried that Li Weiyi was too young and might be tricked by Director Yang, so she smiled: “If he doesn’t show up, Director probably can’t do anything to him.”
Director Yang glanced at Qi Shanshan, who stood alone by the Gunwale not far away, really not understanding where Doctor Qi got the courage to oppose them in such a dangerous Situation.
Director Yang stared fixedly at Qi Shanshan and said coldly: “After all, they have deep Senior Disciple Brother bonds. If he doesn’t show, his Senior Disciple Brother is lying right there.”
Han Qin aimed the gun barrel at Zhao Meng lying on the ground.
“One!”
“Two!”
Director Yang did not give Li Weiyi much time to think, counting quickly: “Three…”
The instant “Three” was shouted.
Qi Shanshan’s eyes focused, decisively yanking off the Cross Pendant from her neck and throwing it.
This was an Immortal Object picked from a White Bones human!
With a “ding,” the Cross Pendant landed at Han Qin’s feet, some hidden power within seeming to Activate, the Pendant erupting in dazzling white light, dispersing all the surrounding Nether Mist.
Qi Shanshan was certain that with Li Weiyi’s personality, after Director Yang counted to three, he would either act or show up to surrender.
She absolutely would not allow Li Weiyi to lose to the six from Laboratory 705 just like that, so she took the risk to help.
At the same time, it was because Qi Shanshan had just witnessed Li Weiyi’s Strength, not only in martial prowess, but also his sharp Insight and judgment in seizing opportunities.
He would surely seize this opportunity!
As Qi Shanshan expected, the moment Director Yang shouted “Three,” Li Weiyi’s voice rang out: “You just want the Buddha’s Sarira, here it is.”
Li Weiyi leaped ghost-like to the top of the Medical Tent, scalding hot Qi Flow surging toward his arm.
Like throwing Flying Daggers, he flung out the Dao Ancestor Tai Chi Fish, with breaking wind sound, straight toward Han Qin thirty meters away.
Han Qin was about to fire, but white light erupted at his feet, his eyes unable to open. In this brief instant, the Dao Ancestor Tai Chi Fish struck his Head.
With Li Weiyi’s immense Power, even throwing a piece of Gravel could kill.
Han Qin’s forehead skull shattered, eyes going black, head heavy and feet light as he toppled over.
“Splash!”
Li Weiyi leaped down from the Medical Tent, his feet faster than galloping horses, intending to kill before the people from Laboratory 705 could pick up their guns again.
Except for the middle-aged woman wearing glasses, the other four were not young, but their reaction speed was extremely fast. One quickly picked up the Shotgun.
At this time, Li Weiyi was still ten meters away.
“Pfft!”
Li Weiyi had anticipated it, the Yellow Dragon Sword flying out from his hand, piercing through that person’s chest.
The scream and the sound of the Shotgun dropping to the ground rang out simultaneously.
“I’ll block him!”
Director Yang was very calm, his old face turning somewhat gloomy, raising his arm to reveal the Three-headed Snake Bracelet on his wrist.
The style was a Metal Snake with three Heads, coiled around a Bracelet like blood jade.
Another Immortal Object!
Director Yang used a Small Knife to cut his wrist.
After Blood flowed out, it did not drip to the ground but burrowed into the blood jade-like Bracelet. With the Bracelet erupting in blood light, the Metal Snake actually “came alive.”
Meanwhile, Director Yang’s Body gradually shriveled from massive Blood loss, like aging ten years in an instant.
“Does it need so much Blood?”
Previous attempts with only a small amount of Blood had elicited a reaction from the Bracelet.
Now it was too late for regrets.
