Black Book

Chapter 173 I'll Host

Compared to the obvious material-level anomalies of [Layer Force], the power of the law of [Gas Force] is more restrained. It not only gains passive supernatural combat intuition, but also can weaken the air's resistance to itself when moving at high speed.

As his [Agility] attribute continued to increase, he became more and more aware of the power of this law.

You know, when the speed reaches a certain level, the air that was originally nothing will become as sticky as glue, making it difficult for people to move.

For example, for high-speed trains with a speed of over 300 kilometers per hour, air resistance can account for more than 80% of the train’s running resistance!

The structure of the human body obviously does not have the excellent aerodynamic design like the high-speed rail. When moving at high speeds, the wind resistance can even account for more than 90%!

But the power of [Swift Wind Force] can weaken the air resistance from a conceptual level and truly be as fast as the wind!
With a thought, Zhu Haomiao kicked his toes and disappeared from the spot without any warning, appearing next to the armored giant in an instant.

The concentrating Yamamoto Seiji vaguely caught his trajectory, but his sluggish body was unable to react in time, and he could only watch the enemy's fist hit his ribs.

boom!
A circle of bowl-shaped white mist exploded where the fists and armor collided. Even with the cushioning of the magic armor, the brutal force still penetrated his muscles and bones, causing the capillaries in his internal organs to burst instantly, causing massive internal bleeding.

"Wow~"

Yamamoto Seiji spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his huge body was knocked into the air. But before he could react, the enemy beside him suddenly disappeared and appeared in the direction of his backward flight as if teleporting.

Twisting the waist, twisting the hips, whipping the kick... mid-air spinning kick!

woohoo~
The long legs swung in a circle like a giant axe cutting through the air, bringing out a shrill low sound like a train whistle.

Before the attack reached his body, the deafening sound of breaking air alone was enough to terrify Yamamoto Seiji, but he was suspended in mid-air and had no way to resist. He could only try his best to adjust his posture and use the thick back armor to withstand the damage.

Boom!
It was like a battering ram hitting a solid block of iron. A dull explosion resounded through the sky, and a huge dent was made in the several centimeters thick alloy armor. The twisted armor invaded the human body, breaking the ribs in the back and inserting into the chest cavity.

boom!
The armored giant shot into the air and reflected back at a faster speed, but a cruel and ruthless black shadow appeared again on its path.

boom!
boom!
boom!
boom!
…………

The ghostly figure flashed back and forth, repeatedly whipping the armored giant weighing more than one ton in the air like a tennis ball. The muffled sound of the serial explosions spread over a dozen miles in radius, and from a distance it sounded like heavy artillery firing continuously.

Yamamoto Seiji, who was suspended in the air, had no chance to land on the ground. In just a dozen seconds, his proud magic armor was hit with parts flying all over the place and was completely twisted and deformed.

Call ~
Releasing his destructive desire in one breath, Zhu Haomiao kicked him back to the ground with one final kick, creating a huge human-shaped hole.

His feet touched the ground as lightly as feathers. The boy looked at the enemy, who was lying on his back on the ground, no longer in human form, and pursed his lips with a feeling of unsatisfaction.

This is not a fight...

The evaluation is not as good as Little Britain!
"Huh~"

The hideous demon's mask had been blown off long ago. With his face covered in blood, Seiji Yamamoto stared blankly at the young man who was looking down at him, with a mixture of blood and internal organ fragments flowing from the corners of his mouth.

With every bone in his body shattered and his internal organs shaken into a pulp, Yamamoto Seiji stared at the boy, as if he wanted to carve his appearance into his soul.

"Chinaman, I'll wait for you in hell."

Before he died, Yamamoto Seiji seemed to have a last burst of strength and put on a hideous smile.

However, upon hearing his harmless curse, Zhu Haomiao blinked in confusion, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

But after hesitating for a moment, he was still too lazy to explain to the dead, so he smiled and nodded gently.

"Okay, contact me when you get there and I'll treat you." Hearing the boy's irrelevant answer, the hideous and resentful smile on Yamamoto Seiji's face gradually stiffened, and then disappeared bit by bit.

In a trance, he seemed to understand something, and a chilling fear surged through his body from the bottom of his soul.

But before he could figure it out, the last bit of strength he had gradually disappeared, and a torrent of blood and flesh gushed out of his mouth. His bloodshot pupils dilated little by little, and his vision quickly blurred and became dark.

Seeing the enemy losing his chance of survival, Zhu Haomiao raised his feet and walked past him without any reluctance, moving forward slowly but quickly towards the deeper part of the battle line.

After breaking through the Locust Army's defenses, what remains are the [strategic points] guarded by the Adventers!
This time, it's a medium-sized strategic point, guarded by at least one gold team, which is definitely rich in nutrition, and the protein is many times more than beef...

Zhu Haomiao smacked his lips and hummed a light-hearted and cheerful little tune, with a bloodthirsty and evil light flashing in the depths of his pupils.

Involuntarily quickening his pace, the dark figure ran straight towards the target, not even bothering to harvest the scattered locusts fleeing along the way.

Compared with the "big meal" that is about to be tasted, these "side dishes" have no appeal at all!
Ten minutes later, a small hill with an altitude of more than 200 meters, which controlled the main traffic route, came into view. Zhu Haomiao's eyes lit up slightly and he quickened his pace again.

However, as soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, the locust soldiers guarding the area spotted him and asked him in a stern voice from a distance.

"Which company are you from?"

"Wait! Stop!"

"Stop now, don't come near!"

"How could Kexiu do that! It's the enemy! Shoot!"

bang bang bang~
Dense bullets covered an area of ​​several meters like rain. Zhu Haomiao kicked off with his toes, moved sideways several meters like a ghost, drew a Z shape, and rushed towards the enemy without slowing down.

Bang bang bang bang bang~
The continuous barrage of bullets interrupted the boy's progress from time to time. Zhu Haomiao was like a spirit snake flying close to the ground, dodging and moving erratically in an S-shaped pattern to quickly close the distance between the two sides.

The distance of just over a hundred meters was reached in a flash. The young man drew the sword from his waist, rushed into the trench with a bloodthirsty grin, and roared excitedly at the terrified locust army.

"いただきます! (I'm starting)"

"???!!!"

"Xinei!"

"Ahhh!! You're hitting your own people!"

"Don't shoot, use the bayonet!"

"Stop him!"

"Ahhh! Ghost!"

………………

Like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, wherever Zhu Haomiao passed, broken limbs and arms flew all over the trenches, and broken internal organs and human body fragments were scattered all over the ground.

It was like when he was a kid, he picked up a "holy sword" (a wooden stick) and rushed into a rapeseed field. The boy swung the sword and chopped wildly. His fragile human body responded with a pleasant, silky cutting feeling, just like those plump rapeseed flowers back then, with debris flying and juices dancing.

In just a few minutes, an entire trench was cleared, and nearly a hundred locust soldiers were broken into thousands of pieces and evenly spread in the trench.

(End of this chapter)