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Chapter 93 Chu Zihang VS the mysterious rabbit-headed man

The sudden smoke scared everyone. They thought that the young man had lost so much that he had a mental breakdown and started to burn himself. After all, this was a pachinko parlor, so no matter what bizarre thing happened, it would not be an exaggeration.

But then, the two security guards frowned and found that things did not seem simple.

Suddenly, tiny dots of light like stars began to appear in the dark smoke, and purple thunder flashed through it from time to time with the sound of piercing the air.

"What's going on?!" Almost subconsciously, one of the security guards picked up the rubber-coated iron rod in his hand and smashed it towards the strange nebula.

"Chi--" The iron rod slid through the smoke sleekly, but half of it disappeared at some point, as if it had been swallowed.

The most terrifying thing was that the security guard didn't even feel the slightest resistance from his hands.

In just one breath, the nebula was sucked into the body of the bad guy as if it was sucked into a vacuum cleaner.

At the same time, a halo emerged from the inside out, enveloped the body of the bad guy, and gradually condensed into a layer of exoskeleton-like substance. As the halo spread, a strange creature with red and white body, purple eyes, sharp teeth and a mouth appeared out of nowhere. The long ears on its head collapsed like two sickles, and its body was filled with a strong biological texture.

“Ho-ah!” A sound like a mouthful of old phlegm stuck in the neck came from the three-lobed mouth of the monster’s head that suddenly appeared: “Ho-ah, ho-ah!”

It seemed that he had lost the ability to speak after the transformation. The monster could only vent his pent-up anger by roaring. His two huge drooping ears twitched, and his whole body bent forward slightly. With his hands clasped in front of his chest, he looked like a giant rabbit.

"A monster!!!"

"Run!"

"Get out of the way!"

The crowd seemed to realize what was happening only then. Their nerves, which had been gradually numbed by pachinko, reacted with difficulty. They scattered and pushed each other as they ran towards the underground exit.

The two security guards were the worst among them. They relied on their strong bodies and sharp weapons in their hands. Anyone who blocked their way would be hit hard on the back of the head and finally fell to the ground and became a "carpet".

The rabbit-headed monster glanced sideways at the escape exit, his head slightly tilted, as if wondering about something.

The next moment, its pair of legs wrapped in red skin suddenly split open, revealing scarlet muscles from which steam continued to emerge.

"collapse!"

The muscles instantly grew larger, then contracted and relaxed extremely quickly, blasting off two circles of air.

As if skipping frames, the rabbit monster disappeared on the spot, and when it reappeared, it had crossed countless gamblers and stood at the door of the escape passage. In its hand, it held a head with a vivid expression and put it into its mouth.

Judging from the freshness, it should have been just picked.

In the crowd, the headless body of one of the two security guards who violently pushed away the obstruction slowly fell down. Under the strong pressure of the heart, the blood column even soared to the ceiling, and a heavy blood rain began to fall.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!"

"Go back quickly!"

The crowd that had been driven to the door pushed and squeezed back into the cramped and dark basement, like a group of mindless beasts being herded by the rabbit-headed monster.

In the flooded alley, the boy gently lifted his legs and stepped over the broken branches swept by yesterday's typhoon, looking around with a slightly frown.

This was originally an open space used by the former Electronics Street for unloading and loading goods, and behind the open space was an underground warehouse for storing goods. A few years ago, the Electronics Street went bankrupt, and this place and the underground warehouse were bought together and converted into an underground pachinko parlor that lends out high-interest loans.

It was also Chu Zihang's target this time. After figuring out the direction, Chu Zihang took two steps at a time and walked to the door of a wooden house with obvious signs of recent renovation.

I gently put my hand up, but didn't feel the vibration of the sound.

Chu Zihang frowned even deeper, and when he was about to kick the door open, he sniffed, and a faint smell of blood, which had been buried by the rain and dirt, penetrated into the membrane of his nasal cavity.

Chu Zihang slowly retracted his outstretched hand, gently pulled out a Japanese sword from the secret buckle under the guitar bag on his back.

[Demon Sword Murasame (Imitation)]

This is a weapon that was made at great expense from the equipment department. Its prototype is the relic left to Chu Zihang by his father - the real demon sword Murasame. Regardless of the durability of the blade due to high-intensity combat, or the possibility of loss due to some unexpected situations, Chu Zihang is reluctant to take the prototype sword out casually.

That knife was left for Him.

The cold light came out of the sheath, reflecting Chu Zihang's expressionless face. Although the imitation is certainly not as strong as the original in some characteristics and alchemical matrix, modern metallurgical technology makes up for it. This Murasame made of aviation metal can even support Chu Zihang to use his own Word Spirit·Junyan as an enchantment for a short time.

Using the knife as a hand, he lightly lifted the door lock, and it broke with just a slight sound when it fell to the ground.

Chu Zihang held the fulcrum on the door panel with his other hand and lifted it up a little, so that it would be extremely difficult to open it without making a harsh friction sound.

The door opened, revealing a downward passage. The smell of blood suddenly became dozens of levels stronger. At the same time, the throbbing feeling belonging to the magical girl also appeared.

Chu Zihang tightened his grip on the knife and walked into the wooden house cautiously.

At this moment! Chu Zihang instinctively turned around and drew his knife after having escaped death several times.

"when!"

Sparks flew, illuminating the face of the attacker, a rabbit-headed monster that had crouched on the door of the cabin at some point in time.

"Deadpool? That's not right." The moment he saw who was coming, several guesses emerged in Chu Zihang's mind, but they were rejected one by one.

If it was Deadpool, the biological feeling should be stronger. In comparison, the humanoid monster in front of him that looks like a rabbit has a more "unreal" feeling?
Thinking takes only a moment, and so does the transfer of force.

The claws and blades collided, and a force came from the sword that even Chu Zihang's A+ level bloodline body, which was bleeding unstoppably, could not resist.

The muscle reflexes gained from countless practices allowed Chu Zihang to gently shake the blade, changing the contact surface and force point, so that the alchemical knife would not be damaged as soon as it came into contact with the enemy.

Of course, the price of this was that Chu Zihang's body flew backwards and fell straight towards the basement.

As if thinking that Chu Zihang’s fall was not bad enough, the rabbit monster exerted a little force with his legs, jumped out again, and hit the "sandbag" in mid-air.

"ice!"

Chu Zihang used his knife diagonally to block the attack, and the falling speed increased due to the reaction force, and the palm of his hand began to feel numb under the huge force.

At the same time, an idea suddenly occurred to him.

This feeling of unreality is similar to that of magical girls.

It’s the power of the familiar who calls himself Bai Chuke!

(End of this chapter)