But three or four minutes later, those people were corpses again.
They had rushed over too quickly to be thoroughly "changed" like the first robber, so they weren't especially hard to deal with.
Even so, Zhou You was still short of breath.
As he had said many times before, this body of his was something he had picked up at the last minute. It was like a house built on shaky foundations: no matter how much was piled on top, it would never be stable.
Still.
He raised his head and fixed the tall, thin figure with a sharp gaze.
The figure did not disappoint. Facing Zhou You, it took a step forward.
In an instant, the flesh inside the generator began to boil. This time, it wasn't just the machinery. Things resembling human organs began growing on the pipes as well—
Outside the window, the Blood Moon's light poured in without restraint. It shone so brightly that it almost made the entire apartment building seem to have come alive...
No. It wasn't an illusion.
The walls writhed and the floor grew wildly. As the corruption deepened, the entire place seemed destined to become hell—a living hell.
Under these circumstances, even after recovering a little, fighting the tall, thin figure would be certain death. Yet Zhou You was still smiling when he spoke.
"Throw me the sword."
He named no one, and it wasn't even clear whom he was addressing. But the instant he finished speaking, a gleaming short blade flew out of the shadows nearby!
Zhou You reached out and caught it. Rather than attack the tall, thin figure as expected, he backed up a few steps, flipped the blade around, and sliced open a pipe that had already begun to split.
A mass of something sprayed out. It