Chapter 8 8. The Curse of the Dead Apostle
There was a gasping sound, but the sound did not come from the corpse directly in front of Su Hong.
But behind!
And ghouls? !
Slender shadows cut through the dim light of the iron torches, and were densely intertwined.
Su Hong pulled out the ghoul's arm on his shoulder, blocking the sneak attack from the ghoul behind him.
But there is more than one wight.
"Bang!" The withered claws slapped Su Hong on the back, the armor shook violently, and the force made him roll forward and fall.
At the moment of rolling, he glanced towards the corridor. The blood mist of the disaster was extremely thick. More than a dozen corpses intertwined and submerged the corpses of Wang Yuxi and three others. The number was so large that it made one's scalp numb.
He suddenly realized that this simulation was coming to an end.
"I have to support myself even if I die."
The thought flashed across his mind, and he kicked off his legs, leaping high with the weight of the iron armor. The ghoul grabbed his arm towards the ceiling, and the ghoul hiding in the darkness fell down, wrestling with Su Hong.
There is one calamity level difference between him and the ghoul, but calamity level 3 also gives him strength far beyond that of ordinary people. His fist fell and hit the floor. The tiles shattered and the fragments pierced into the muscles of the ghoul, making its eyes red. The light shines brightly.
"Dong dong!!" The corpse ghost's claws fell on the armor and made a dull sound. It was difficult to cause effective damage to Su Hong for a while.
"Give me, die!"
"Boom!"
The iron fist smashed down the corpse's head, and the skin and flesh were immediately torn apart, and the skull collapsed and shattered.
Several punches fell in succession, and the floor crumbs shook. The corpse's head was smashed to pieces, and he was so dead that he could no longer die.
"You defeated the Rot Ghoul and gained experience."
"You have gained 'Disaster Potential'*4."
"The current disaster level is 4."
With terrifying power flowing through his limbs, Su Hong turned around to face the group of corpses and rushed in fearlessly.
Shadows intertwined, blocking the faint light. In the gaps between the layers of iron-armed tree branches, Su Hong seemed to see a strange corpse covered in purple stripes at the end of the corridor.
[The Cursed Ghoul in the Sewers of Prison City]
[Disaster level: present world]
[Disaster Level: Level 7]
[Disaster Skill: Ghoul's Fang (Normal+), fangs with the smell of rotting corpses, which can make prey rot and die in pain. 】
[Disaster Skill: Dead Apostle's Blood Curse (Excellent +), originally a vicious bloodline-severing curse, has a wonderful reaction with the body of the ghoul and can intensify the bloodline of the ghoul. 】
A few seconds later, Su Hong was overwhelmed by the zombies and his body was eaten.
"Simulation over."
"Time to survive: fifty-seven minutes."
"Evaluation: The corpse killer died at the hands of a corpse."
"You can spend Catastrophic Potential to bring rewards out of the simulation:
Ghoul's left hand (excellent talent): 50 disaster potential.
Mystical Vision (Normal + Talent): 25 disaster potential.
Level 4 experience: 30 disaster potential.
Broken Jailer's Training Armor (normal + armor): 25 disaster potential.
Broken Jailer Training Armor*7 (ordinary armor): 70 disaster potential. "
"You witnessed the horrifying scene of the ghoul's body dancing wildly, and admired the beauty of the ghoul. The disaster potential is +30."
[Disaster potential: 112/2]
Su Hong muttered a few words silently and took out the left hand of the corpse, the mysterious vision and level experience.
[Disaster potential: 7/2]
A warm current suddenly pumped out from his heart and flowed through his body. Su Hong felt that the muscles all over his body became stronger and stronger, like a wild beast inhabiting his body.
The changes continued, blood light gathered in his eyes and back, the bloodshot eyes squirmed, the whites of the eyes turned red, the granulation grew behind him, intertwining with the bones to create muscle texture, and a slender arm hung naturally, like a withered and withered body. wing.
He found a hollow steel pipe in the house, held it in his palm and squeezed it hard. The steel pipe creaked and was flattened by him.
This power was no less powerful than the first ghoul he encountered.
【Su Hong】
[Disaster level: present world]
[Disaster Level: Level 4]
[Disaster potential: 7/2]
[Disaster talent (3/4): Admirer's attachment (ordinary), Mysterious Vision (ordinary +), Ghoul's left hand (excellent)]
[Disaster Skills: None] [Disaster Equipment: Broken Jailer Training Armor (Normal+). The training heavy armor equipped by Prison City Jailers is just a little too thick and seems to be more used to prevent being beaten. 】
Su Hong found a flashlight from the room, opened the door and walked to the corridor.
It's 9:45pm, the hallway is brightly lit, but no one is around.
While he still had energy, he planned to continue the simulation. This time he wanted to thoroughly find out the details of the cursed corpse.
Wearing strange iron armor, he came to the corridor and stopped at the place where the black-robed jailer appeared before.
"Start simulation."
"The current disaster potential is 7/2. Do you want to consume 1 point of disaster potential to start the simulation?"
"yes."
"The simulation begins, good luck."
Time passed quickly, the sun and the moon alternated, the lights in the corridor came on and off, and trembling figures came in and out of the corridor. It was not until a touch of blood shone in from the corridor window that Su Hong gradually integrated into the world.
"Hoo!!" The black mist twisted, as if a monster was about to come out of it.
Su Hong kicked him directly. The armor hit the wall and the wall peeled off. Two black-robed jailers died on the spot.
After finishing the remaining monsters quickly and easily, and obtaining the iron cage lantern, the refining prompt did not pop up again this time.
It seems that the talent has been strengthened to the limit.
"You...what do you want to do?" Wang Chengzhi looked at the strange man in front of him, extremely scared.
"Chengzhi, it's me, go call Uncle Wang and Uncle Chen out."
…
After the three people gathered put on their armor, Su Hong led them down like the last simulation.
But this time he did not stop on the fifth floor, but went straight to the unlit third floor.
"Roar!!" The corpse hidden in the darkness couldn't help but take action and rushed towards Su Hong.
"monster?!"
Everyone's pupils tightened, and before they could react, Su Hong moved like lightning.
As if he had expected it, he ignored the ghoul's slender arms, grabbed its neck and slammed it against the wall.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The violent impacts made the corpse wail wailing. His claws slapped the armor randomly, which only made Su Hong groan a few times.
Wang Chengzhi and the other three were stunned when they saw Su Hong being so aggressive.
Is this still the Su Hong they knew?
Why is the momentum even scarier than the monster?
Within a minute, the monster's head was shattered, and it gradually became lifeless, with its slender arms and legs hanging down.
"If a disaster item is found, should it be refined?"
"Refining."
The green soup crucible was bubbling, and the corpse's left hand was thrown into it.
"The refining was successful and the same talent was found - the zombie's left hand. Can it be integrated and upgraded?"
"yes."
"Upgraded successfully, obtained disaster talent (temporary): strong ghoul left hand."
"Strong Left Hand of the Ghoul (Excellent +): You have tamed the strong arm of the Rotting Ghoul. From then on, it will become one with you. You have a third arm, and its strength will increase with the level of disaster."
The blood left the crucible and gathered on the skinny left hand of the ghoul. More flesh sprouts began to grow, and the red light swam away. The dry muscles of the ghoul's arm seemed to have absorbed water and swelled slightly, looking stronger than before.
Wang Yuxi swallowed, "Su Hong, are you really okay?"
Su Hong suddenly turned around and looked at him, and the man was immediately startled.
"I...I am your Uncle Wang, please don't admit it."
Su Hong shook his head, "Uncle Wang, I'm not a monster."
"Yes...really..." Wang Yuxi sneered.
"There are a lot of monsters like this downstairs. If you don't resist, you will be trapped in the building by the monsters. You can only wait to die slowly. You help me gather the survivors. I will wait for you downstairs."
"These monsters are afraid of light and fire, and a flashlight will work."
"If they don't believe it, show them this body."
After saying that, Su Hong threw the corpse of the corpse to Wang Yuxi, and as the three of them looked at each other, they were gradually swallowed up by darkness.
It was pitch dark from the third floor to the first floor, and all the emergency lights were destroyed by the corpse. Su Hong used the faint blood light to figure out the outline of the stairs and went down to the first floor.
"Help...help me..."
A cry for help that endured fear floated into Su Hong's ears. The woman's voice trembled, but she did not dare to shout too loudly.
(End of chapter)