Slaughter - The Silver-Haired Siren's Surprise Attack (Part 1)

A gust of wind rushed towards him, and before the transport plane had even landed, the cabin door was impatiently lowered. A young man, clad in a black cloak and holding a crystal staff, was the first to leap out. The cloak was pitch black with a blood-red lining, and the young man had long, raven-black hair and a pale, greenish face. A cold wind, carrying large raindrops, swept in from the side. His long hair danced in the wind, and his cloak billowed like bat wings, exuding an aura of sinister evil that shot towards the heavens.

Gu Xiechen, with his sharp eyes, noticed that the crystal staff was covered in various strange talismans and patterns. At the top of the staff was a demon's head, the size of a fist, with a triangle on its forehead.

A dozen men in black tailcoats filed out of the cabin, following closely behind the young man as they strode towards the ancient castle.

The bald old man, Peter, appeared by the castle gate at some point. He gesticulated angrily and roared at the young man. However, the young man merely shot Peter an intense glare, causing the old man to grunt and stagger back a dozen steps. A sinister chuckle echoed from the young man's mouth as he walked casually into the castle.

"It seems a risk has arrived that has nothing to do with us!" Gu Xiechen glanced at Lawrence with a peculiar expression.

From the young man and his dozen followers, Gu Xiechen felt a strange sense of familiarity. They seemed to share something in common with him.

A chaotic commotion erupted from the first floor of the castle, followed by the dull thud of bodies colliding. In less than a minute, the study door was violently pushed open, and the young man, along with his followers, strode into the room. Gu Xiechen narrowed his eyes; it appeared his thirty elite mercenaries had already been defeated.

"Incredible, old man Lawrence, where did you get so many unsightly thugs?" The young man flicked his crystal staff dismissively, smiling as he spoke, "But what use are these low-level thugs to us? Don't you know our strength yet?"

Jack had already retreated to a corner of the study, having long since discarded the pistol Gu Xiechen had given him.

Lawrence sighed softly, about to say something, when Gu Xiechen stepped in front of him.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Gu Xiechen pointed at the young man and sneered, "You took down all my people?"

The young man glanced at Gu Xiechen and said disdainfully, "They're all unconscious, but none are dead... Hmm?"

A viscous, blood-red light flashed in the young man's eyes, but Gu Xiechen saw it clearly. The young man's lips curled into a low chuckle, "Interesting, a fighter at the Innate level? May I know your name? A strong individual deserves respect!"

Gu Xiechen nodded, extending his hand to the young man with a smile, "Xie Long! Assistant to the Third Regiment Commander of the Hell Angels Mercenary Group!"

The young man stepped forward and shook Gu Xiechen's hand, chuckling lightly, "Xie Long? The Hell Angels Mercenary Group has nineteen true Innate fighters and ninety-eight pseudo-Innate fighters. I've never heard of you. Hmm, if I'm not mistaken, you joined the Hell Angels Mercenary Group within the last half month? Otherwise, our intelligence would have your name!"

Slippery and cold, a chilling aura that made one's heart tremble seeped from the young man's bones. His hand reminded Gu Xiechen of a zombie buried in a tomb for hundreds of years.

No, there was something wrong with the young man's hand. As Gu Xiechen pondered what was amiss, the young man began to laugh sinisterly, "My name is Ru Hua, remember it!"

A terrifying evil energy erupted like a breached dam. Ru Hua's fingers suddenly tightened their grip on Gu Xiechen. A deathly evil energy pierced through his body, surging along Gu Xiechen's meridians towards his vital organs. The evil energy was extremely cold; the moment it erupted, Gu Xiechen's palm was covered in a thin layer of black ice.

Gu Xiechen finally understood what was wrong: he couldn't sense Ru Hua's pulse! He held Ru Hua's hand but couldn't feel the pulse in his wrist!

This handsome, tall, and overwhelmingly evil young man had a heart that beat normally, and Gu Xiechen could clearly hear its rhythm. But apart from that, he had no pulse, nor did he have the sound of blood flowing. This guy wasn't alive at all; he was a genuine zombie!

A walking, talking, laughing zombie that came to cause trouble!

A zombie that should only exist in myths!

Ru Hua's hand clamped down on Gu Xiechen's right hand like a vise. Under the sudden burst of immense strength, Gu Xiechen's right palm creaked. Visible black evil energy billowed from Ru Hua's fingers, coiling around Gu Xiechen's arm.

A smile, ten times more sinister than Ru Hua's own, slowly spread across Gu Xiechen's face.

Ru Hua vaguely sensed that something was amiss. He increased the pressure in his right hand, intending to crush Gu Xiechen completely, when a terrifying counterattack suddenly arrived.

Gu Xiechen's heart rate surged, and a powerful energy rushed along his meridians towards his right palm. The vortexes of Qi in his acupoints, which had been slowly rotating, spun ten times faster. Countless strands of pure Innate Qi merged into this dominant energy. Gu Xiechen's right arm suddenly bulged, and wisps of bone-chilling coldness shot from his fingertips.

With a crisp crackling sound, the black ice on Gu Xiechen's palm shattered. In Ru Hua's shocked gaze, his right palm turned semi-translucent. His once soft palm transformed into a finely forged, indestructible weapon. The bone-chilling, incomparably sharp Snow Soul Divine Claw fiercely clamped onto Ru Hua's staff. A grating sound of metal friction echoed from where their hands met, and large patches of black and white ice crystals rained down.

The temperature in the study plummeted. Lawrence Li and the others retreated in terror, soon huddling in the corner like Jack. These pampered noble gentlemen had never witnessed such an incredible sight. How could two living people's hands, clasped together, spew snowflakes?

"Allow me to introduce myself!" Ru Hua gritted his teeth, his grip on Gu Xiechen's palm unyielding, "The eldest disciple of the Corpse Emperor, the first Dao Master of the Nine Nether Dao under the Asian Dao Alliance, Ru Hua!"

"Allow me to introduce myself!" Gu Xiechen also gritted his teeth. Ru Hua's strength was extraordinarily immense, and Gu Xiechen found himself struggling to suppress him. "Assistant to the Third Regiment Commander of the Hell Angels Mercenary Group, temporarily holding the rank of Second Lieutenant, Xie Long!"

The sleeves on both their right arms ripped apart simultaneously, and their muscular arms intertwined fiercely. Gu Xiechen's elbow slammed violently into Ru Hua, and Ru Hua's elbow met Gu Xiechen's in kind. Their right palms were locked, and their right elbows collided with full, unadulterated force. A dull thud, like two tanks colliding, echoed as Gu Xiechen and Ru Hua's bodies lurched downwards, crashing through the floor of Lawrence Li's study and falling directly into the first-floor hall.

Below them was a large ancient oak table. The foot-thick tabletop instantly shattered into pieces upon contact with their toes. They landed steadily on the ground, their right arms now a circle thicker.

Gu Xiechen's heart pounded faster and faster, the energy output from his Dao Embryo grew stronger, and the Innate Qi surging into his arm became increasingly violent. Gu Xiechen pushed back the wisp of black evil energy in Ru Hua's palm inch by inch, and the Snow Soul Divine Claw gradually shattered Ru Hua's palm's evil energy.

However, Ru Hua's physical strength was terrifyingly immense. While his cultivation of evil energy was far inferior to Gu Xiechen's, his physical strength was at least five times greater. Gu Xiechen could easily lift a two-ton barbell, but Ru Hua, this living zombie, possessed a physical strength of at least ten tons.

One had formidable Qi cultivation, while the other had ridiculously powerful physical strength. They were perfectly matched. Ru Hua's evil energy was shattered into pieces, while Gu Xiechen's right palm was deeply scarred by the grip. The Snow Soul Divine Claw, capable of shattering jade and splitting metal, being injured by physical force was a truly novel experience for Gu Xiechen.

Their right hands remained locked in a stalemate for a full ten minutes. Gradually, Gu Xiechen's fingertips turned black. Ru Hua's grip cut off blood flow to Gu Xiechen's palm, causing blood to pool in his fingertips. Gu Xiechen felt a sharp pain and swelling in his fingertips; the discomfort was nearing his limit. Ru Hua, meanwhile, discovered with horror that a pure, dominant energy was frantically assaulting the meridians in his right arm. His right arm's meridians, stronger than alloy steel wire, had already cracked dozens of times. If it weren't for the constant flow of corpse energy from his core to resist this energy's invasion, his right arm would have been completely destroyed long ago.

"It hurts!" Ru Hua finally couldn't resist any longer! The corpse energy stored in his core was no match for the energy from Gu Xiechen's Dao Embryo.

"It hurts me too!" Gu Xiechen gritted his teeth, staring into Ru Hua's blood-red flashing eyes, and roared, "Why don't we let go? It's too foolish to both get hurt!"

"I agree!" A hint of cunning flashed in Ru Hua's eyes. He said sternly, "I'll count to three, and we'll let go at the same time!"

"Good!" Gu Xiechen narrowed his eyes, his heart pounding violently.

"One... Two... Three!" Ru Hua quickly counted to three.

They let go simultaneously, but Ru Hua's left foot swiftly kicked Gu Xiechen hard in the abdomen. Ru Hua's formidable physique unleashed a terrifying impact. The clothes on Gu Xiechen's abdomen exploded with a 'bang,' and a clear footprint was imprinted three inches deep into Gu Xiechen's flesh.

As Gu Xiechen let go, he swiftly drew two specially made triangular bayonets from his belt and thrust them out with all his might.

One bayonet pierced Ru Hua's abdomen, and the other poked a transparent hole through Ru Hua's chest. Fortunately, Ru Hua's kick had come just in time, deflecting Gu Xiechen's body; otherwise, the second bayonet would have certainly pierced Ru Hua's core—a fatal blow for a zombie!

Clutching his splittingly painful abdomen, Gu Xiechen glared at Ru Hua and roared, "Shameless!"

Ru Hua painfully pulled out the two bayonets that had pierced him, howling with a similar sense of utter despair, "Despicable!"

They looked at each other and suddenly felt a sense of mutual appreciation.

A powerful supporting character from the future has appeared, comrades, please recommend more... (To be continued)