Slaughter

"There are hundreds of rotting corpses outside. Dog Bro, you... Holy shit, Wang Ziyi, you actually opened it!"

Tang Zheng had just wanted to tell Bai Yi to wait, but Wang Ziyi had already obediently opened the shelter's gate.

In an instant, the horde of corpses poured in through the gate.

Bai Yi extended one hand and lightly tapped the forehead of the foremost rotting corpse.

[You used a large-scale "Flesh-Bone Conversion," Sanity -80]

[Warning! Your Sanity is below 20. You have fallen into madness. You have fallen into cognitive distortion.]

[Exempted]

The conversion began at Bai Yi's fingertips. The bodies of all the rotting corpses packed together along the path before him began twisting unnaturally.

Then came the brutal transformation of flesh. The corpses' flesh uncontrollably fused and transformed, intertwining with one another before turning into pale, blood-stained bone.

In just a few seconds, a twisted tunnel of white bones, transformed from countless masses of flesh, formed before Bai Yi.

"Close the door. Don't come out."

Bai Yi took a deep drag on his cigarette, and the nicotine suppressed the pain. Then, like a cannonball, he slammed into the corpse horde.

[You see twisted bones. Sanity -2]

"Is this... still human?"

Tang Zheng unconsciously swallowed as he stared at the bony passageway, where the rotting corpses' faces could still vaguely be made out.

The others were no better. Though Wang Ziyi believed Bai Yi would definitely have a way, the scene before her was simply too shocking. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but no words came out.

"Bai Yi's existence is our good fortune!" Zhang Zhen sighed.

Bai Yi shielded his head with one hand and crashed into the corpse horde. The immense impact directly smashed apart the rotting corpses in front of him! Now deep within the horde, rotting corpses surged madly toward him from every direction.

His expression remained calm as he gripped the Tang Dao in his right hand, slashing out afterimages and effortlessly cutting the aberrations before him in two.

Rotting corpses kept falling, but the next second, even more charged fearlessly at Bai Yi.

Their simple brains held only one thought—tear this human apart!

Gradually, as the rotting corpses charged without pause, the space Bai Yi had to dodge grew smaller and smaller. At the same time, his body began to feel exhausted.

"This won't do. At this rate, Dog Bro is going to be swallowed by the corpse horde."

Tang Zheng watched the situation outside, anxiously stomping his feet, yet he did not dare go out.

Wei Fen also wore a worried expression. She spoke softly, "Believe in Dog Bro. Since he dared to go out alone, he must have a way."

Bai Yi brought his blade down, but the Tang Dao did not cleanly cleave through the rotting corpse's body as usual. Instead, it got stuck in its neck.

After all the continuous killing, the Tang Dao's blade was already riddled with chips.

Bai Yi decisively let go, then kicked the rotting corpse away.

"Boiling Blood!"

[Boiling Blood: Consumes 5 Sanity per second]

As the flesh alchemy activated, Bai Yi's Sanity abruptly dropped to 1, where it remained unchanged.

He ignored the system's incessant warnings, because at that moment, all his willpower was being used to endure the pain.

The last remaining puff of cigarette smoke entered his lungs. Within the smoke, the hideous rotting corpses before him, the system notifications, and the curling haze began to merge together—before he violently tore them apart!

Bai Yi's blood churned and boiled beneath his skin. He could even smell the scent of his own flesh roasting in the intense heat.

Without a weapon, Bai Yi raised both hands slightly. At the touch of his fingers, the flesh and bones of two rotting corpses continuously transformed and reshaped, becoming two pale bone blades!

The airflow stirred by the bone blades' swings actually set the severed corpse limbs ablaze, and the flames wove an eerie crimson web of light through the dense fog.

The number of rotting corpses rapidly dwindled under Bai Yi's slaughter. At the same time, more and more corpses noticed him, abandoning their attack on the shelter to pounce on him instead, including the mutated rotting corpses.

Suddenly, Bai Yi felt a gust of wind sweep past him. The next second, he was sent flying as if struck by a heavy blow, crashing viciously into the rotting corpses behind him.

Realizing something was wrong, Bai Yi changed the position of his hands and spun his body fiercely. The high-speed rotation gave the bone blades tremendous momentum, slicing all the rotting corpses surging around him into two.

Bai Yi then adjusted his body and landed steadily. But at the instant his toes touched the ground, the sound of wind came again.

Bai Yi's pupils shrank to pinpoints. At last, he saw the attacker clearly.

It was a bizarre-looking rotting corpse, with two extremely thick legs making up eighty percent of its body.

This time, the rotting corpse did not simply throw a punch at Bai Yi. Instead, it raised its slender hand, intending to pierce straight through his body.

Although Bai Yi's body could not keep up with the rotting corpse's speed, his modified reflexes had already calculated where it would strike.

Crack—

Accompanied by the crisp sound of breaking bones, the mutated rotting corpse's fingers snapped.

Meanwhile, Bai Yi's attacked abdomen had taken on the texture of ghastly white bone. In the instant before the attack hit, Bai Yi had transformed the flesh of his abdomen into hard white bone.

Though this strike had crippled one of the mutated rotting corpse's hands, Bai Yi still had no way to deal with it. It was simply too fast!

The instant the rotting corpse vanished from Bai Yi's sight, he shouted, "Little White!"

"Awwooo—"

The wolf howl pierced through the dense fog, and snowflakes slowly began to drift within a two-hundred-meter radius.

Little White's dark golden wolf eyes lit up with a dazzling glow. The falling snowflakes did not melt into water when they touched the Rotting Corpses; instead, they entered their bodies directly.

The movements of the hundred-plus remaining Rotting Corpses grew increasingly sluggish, and their bodies were rapidly covered in thick shells of ice.

[Snowfield Howl activated]

Bai Yi had long since locked his gaze on the mutated Rotting Corpse. The instant its speed slowed, Bai Yi kicked off the ground and charged toward it at full speed.

"Whoosh—"

Without the slightest mercy, his two bone blades crossed as they slashed down. The mutated Rotting Corpse's body split into three pieces and fell to the ground.

Bai Yi dropped to one knee. The repeated use of alchemy had placed an enormous burden on his mind.

Although his sanity had long been forcibly locked, the tearing pain in both his mind and body made Bai Yi, already tormented by his talent, suffer even more.

The number of Rotting Corpses around him had fallen below a hundred, while Little White's talent had already been active for thirty seconds. (To ensure Little White's safety, Bai Yi had agreed with it that each activation of its talent would last one hundred seconds.)

"Seventy seconds left. End this battle."

Without relying on his talent, Bai Yi had already roughly figured out the limits of his combat strength. Next, he had no intention of holding back any longer.

"Steel Spine Will, activate!"

[Steel Spine Will activated. Current Sanity: 1/100. Obtained 3x enhancement.]

Since his sanity had already fallen to 1, Bai Yi did not even need to spend time actively deducting it. At this moment, his attributes had reached an astonishing level.

[Strength: 30/12] [Constitution: 30/12]

It had not reached 36. Bai Yi guessed that 30 was likely a new limit.

As his attributes surged, Bai Yi's physical strength reached a new level.

His spine let out the sound of metal grinding against metal. Several sharply defined bone ridges protruded beneath his skin as immense power continuously flowed from his spine into every part of his body.

Bai Yi shifted his feet lightly, his speed already approaching that of the mutated Rotting Corpse from before. Ordinary human eyes could no longer catch sight of him.

From the shelter's perspective, Bai Yi first vanished from where he stood. Then, the heads of the surrounding Rotting Corpses began falling to the ground one after another.

The entire process was like a silent pantomime—bloody, bizarre, yet carrying a trace of

strange beauty!

In just half a minute, the nearly hundred Rotting Corpses that had been so lively moments ago were all beheaded!

Thus, the three to four hundred Rotting Corpses that had caused enormous trouble for Wang Ziyi's special shelter

were all slain

by Bai Yi alone!

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