Chapter 483 Weird Pressure
"Kill one, cluck, cluck!" Experimental subject No. 9 let out a strange laugh, opened its iron-gleaming beak, and its long tongue trembled up and down, making a series of loud tongue clicks.
Number Seven glanced at Number Nine, then turned to look at Number Ten and asked, "Have you contacted the other brothers?"
"They're on their way," Number 10 said carefully, his tone and expression like a little sister who is full of respect and admiration for her big brother.
Number Seven nodded: "Let them stay and watch from a distance. If everyone fails, tell father the process and results."
"Um!"
Subject No. 9 pulled out the eagle claw through the iron door, uttered a puzzled "eh", spread out his five fingers to look at the blood on the claw, and blinked his bloodshot eyes: "Strange, the feel is a little wrong."
"Brother Nine, get out of the way!" Number Ten suddenly shouted.
But it was too late. A bright blue light cut the iron door horizontally like a welding torch, and the scimitar swept across the waist of Subject No. 9. As the light swept across, a pale blue flame suddenly rose from the air, completely engulfing the eagle-bodied monster like a twisted and dancing venomous snake. All its feathers and bones turned to ashes in the flames.
Number 10 watched the scene with his eyes wide open, his slightly opened lips trembling up and down, his tongue seemed paralyzed and he couldn't utter a word.
She could hardly believe what she saw. Although the dilapidated iron door was still blocking her and the enemy, her special ability allowed her to see through the transparent obstacle and see the person behind it. The other party was the boy who she believed to have no combat ability, but the abnormal fire emanating from the boy at this moment was unprecedentedly strong!
The volume of that flame was much larger than any other flame she had seen, even bigger and brighter than Xia Xiaoyu's gray flame!
Moreover... the shape was also quite strange. All along, the flames of most people she had seen were in the shape of ordinary campfires, but the abnormal fire emitted by this person in front of her was in the shape of a human! Just like the shape of a warrior!
The huge warrior-shaped flame is three meters high. Standing at position No. 10 and observing this unusual fire gives one the feeling of standing in front of a huge Buddha statue in a temple and paying homage to the gods. It makes one feel awe involuntarily.
"Seventh Brother, he is stronger than you! " No. 10 finally controlled her tongue and said this, but she soon discovered that the other party's flame had changed.
In her eyes, in just a few seconds, the huge, bright warrior-shaped flame shrank and weakened at an extremely fast speed, and soon shrank to a size only slightly larger than No. 7's fire, which made No. 10 a little puzzled.
But before she could think carefully, the iron gate burst open and Zhou Yuhao rushed out!
He was sweating profusely, his face was grim, his teeth were clenched, and an unspeakable fear covered his head like a dark curtain, making it hard for him to breathe. He didn't know where this fear came from, but he knew that this fear had really affected his mind and spirit, making it impossible for him to fight with all his might as usual.
The pain from the wound on his waist was particularly clear , but the feeling of death that had already passed lingered in his mind and could not be shaken off. When he saw the group of monsters in front of him that were neither human nor ghost, his heart was gripped by an invisible ghost hand, and even beating became extremely difficult. Every beat required a strong will.
“Come on! Go all out, Ling Kai!” Zhou Yuhao roared hoarsely with blood on the corner of his mouth.
"He seems...weaker?" Number 10 said uncertainly.
Number 7 had a blank expression on his face, looking unusually calm. He tilted his head slightly towards Number 8 and Number 11 beside him and said, "Try it out."
"What a trouble. Old Nine just died."
"Stop talking nonsense and go."
Number Eight sighed, and rushed out with Number Eleven.
Zhou Yuhao saw the experimental subject rushing towards him, his eyes became fierce, he seized the opportunity, took a step forward, and swept the two-meter-long scimitar horizontally! The large area in front of him was included in the attack range, but at the moment he swept, No. 8 and No. 11, who were rushing forward, braked suddenly and stopped just in front of the blade!
Zhou Yuhao's heart skipped a beat and he dodged the sweep of No. 8 and raised his hand. The scales on his arm that were flat against his skin spread out and stood up, sticking their heads out like insects and ants, and then shot out towards Zhou Yuhao. With the sound of "thump thump thump", the tiny scales were inserted into the cabin wall behind Zhou Yuhao, and the scales that hit Zhou Yuhao were all burned to ashes the moment they touched the spiritual armor.
“Ahhhh!! Die!!”
Zhou Yuhao roared loudly and madly pulled the Cang Yan curved blade back to chop.
At this moment, he had no other thoughts in his mind except the idea of trying his best to chop. In order to resist the lingering fear, he had to think of nothing else and only leave the purest and most direct action instructions. His action of swinging the knife was actually no different from an ordinary person putting his bare hands into hot oil. Under the influence of fear, the simple action was also attached with huge risks that did not exist.
Fear is the best catalyst. Any powerful warrior will become vulnerable in front of it. Zhou Yuhao's two swings of the sword were easily dodged by the experimental subjects on both sides, and the opponent's attacks all hit him. If it weren't for the strong defense of the spiritual armor, he would probably have been covered with wounds.
"I can't lift him." Number Eleven said as he distanced himself from Zhou Yuhao.
Number 10 stared at Zhou Yuhao closely, observing the flames on his body, and his expression was no longer as nervous as before: "It seems to be slowly getting weaker."
"It has extremely strong attack and defense capabilities, but its willpower is very weak, and will continue to weaken... Just kill it after a while." Number 7 said coldly.
Zhou Yuhao stared at the figure dodging left and right in front of him, gritting his teeth and enduring the severe pain that continued to arise from the bones all over his body. It seemed that his muscles and tendons were no longer controlled by his personal consciousness. The load of the spiritual armor had reached its maximum, and he could no longer... hold on!
Zhou Yuhao fell directly onto the deck with a thud. The moment the Blue Flame Scimitar left his hand, it deformed and dissipated in the air like a flame without fuel. The spiritual armor covering his body also dissipated like bright blue steam.
Subjects No. 8 and No. 11 saw the opportunity and pounced directly, intending to put an end to this not-too-troublesome enemy. Suddenly, a figure jumped out of the hatch at the rear, and a large amount of flames erupted from that person's hands, instantly engulfing Subjects No. 8 and No. 11.
At the same time, a strange wind blew up on the ground of the deck. The direction of that wind was completely opposite to the wind blowing in from the hole in the glass ceiling, and its force was even greater. It directly swept Zhou Yuhao, who was lying on the ground and had already lost consciousness, towards the cabin door.
"Take good care of him!" Su Ming said to Jiang Yichuan behind him.
Number 8 and Number 11 retreated from the fierce flames without suffering any harm to their bodies. The fire just now did not even burn their skin.
"Eh? What's going on? So weak! Wasn't he the strongest?" No. 8 shouted.
Number 11 didn't say anything, but in his heart he agreed with Number 8's statement.
Su Ming was indeed too weak. With this level of fire, he would be fine even if he stayed inside for another ten minutes. It was a pity that he was frightened just now.
Jiang Yichuang hugged Zhou Yuhao who was blown back by the strange wind, quietly stepped aside, and carefully observed these strange creatures in front of him.
Except for the one standing in the middle who looked more like a human, the others basically had no human form. Their physical features included those of a variety of animals, including one that looked a bit like an arthropod covered with fish scales.
A mermaid with limbs, a sailfish head, and eyes on the left and right sides. People looking in front of him have to tilt their heads to see him. His palms are like a frog, and the smooth skin is covered with mucus.
Another one looked like an upright beetle, and another had a female face but a body made entirely of tentacles.
Jiang Yichuang originally thought that the demon with the chaos fragments would not become like this no matter how it mutated. The thing in front of him was not a human at all. Could it be that... his sister would also become like this in the end?
"Sister, why are they different from you?" Jiang Yichuan asked with some concern, but his worry was not reflected on his face at all.
“These guys have more pieces on them than I do.”
Jiang Xueying frowned and looked at the enemy in front of her vigilantly.
She hadn't said anything more, which was: Although these people had more fragments than her, there was also one person who had less than her. Logically speaking, even if there were more fragments, the body would not have mutated to this extent. This person was no longer human, and there was not even a trace of humanity left in his body.
"They are different from me." Jiang Xueying said again.
Jiang Yichuan also felt it.
From the very beginning, he felt something was wrong, a very strong and strange pressure, as if he could be killed at any time... Although his mind was still clear, his body's reaction became a little slow.
Jiang Yichuang and Jiang Xueying were still mentally stable, but Lei Qianxin, who was standing next to them, was so frightened that his limbs dropped to the bottom and his whole body was shaking like a sieve. Amid Lei Qianxin's cries, a disgusting smell began to fill the air... He even lost control of his bowels and urine.
Resistance to fear does not change due to the strength of a person's subjective will. Its strength depends more on the deepest part of the human heart, which has been determined.
Jiang Yichuan's fear limit is quite good, and Jiang Xueying is obviously not bad either. As for Xia Xiaoyu who is hiding behind Su Ming, her emotions are even more stable. Although her fighting ability is not as good as others, her performance in the fear staircase is inexplicably excellent... although no one knows it.
"Tsk! Take them in and don't get in the way here!" Jiang Xueying said coldly.
Jiang Yichuang didn't say much. He carried Zhou Yuhao on his back and dragged Lei Qianxin into the cabin. Lei Qianxin was dragged all the way by the collar like a sick dead dog that couldn't breathe, leaving a trail of disgusting yellowish sticky substance behind his butt.
Jiang Xueying took a step forward, stood shoulder to shoulder with Su Ming, and said, "Are you confident?"
"I don't know, but it doesn't seem to be particularly strong." Su Ming said calmly.
