God of Slaughter
With a blade in hand, Zhang Heng officially activated God of Slaughter Mode.
The feeling was like returning to that night in the Gion Blood Battle instance of Bakumatsu Kyoto. Enemies flooded in from every direction, endless as a tide.
In terms of swordsmanship alone, this Motorcycle gang was naturally no match for the samurai of the Tozambatsu faction. They were fine when they stood still, but once they moved, they were riddled with openings. They also lacked coordination, relying almost entirely on their numbers to swarm their targets.
But they had their own advantages, especially in weaponry. Firearms were unusable, but they had all manner of melee weapons. Some of them had even undergone mechanical prosthetic modifications.
Zhang Heng nearly suffered a small loss at the start. When someone threw a punch at his back, he did not think much of it. He first cut down a man on the other side holding an electric baton, then turned to deal with the punch. His blade struck the other man's fist, sending sparks flying, yet the owner of that fist showed no sign of pain.
Instead, the powerful recoil nearly made Zhang Heng lose his grip on his blade. Fortunately, although the strike had not injured the man, it had at least altered the fist's trajectory. The punch grazed Zhang Heng's body and ultimately slammed into the grocery store wall.
The wall cracked under that punch, and spreading dust fell like a powdery rain.
A vicious glint flashed through the puncher's eyes. He raised his fist to bring down a second blow on Zhang Heng, but Zhang Heng was taking him seriously now and would not give him another chance. Before the man's fist had even swung halfway, Zhang Heng stepped in first and cut off his