Deep in the Living

Chapter 107 Photos
【Ten minutes ago】

Anna leaves the elevator because of the amulet.

Rody was the only one left in the metal elevator. He did not try to stop the elevator door from closing, but just stayed inside quietly.

Anna's departure made Rody feel more relieved.

He was well aware of how passive and dangerous it was to take the elevator under such conditions. Even a brainless character in a horror movie would think about it for a long time.

Even if you can reach a certain floor safely, you will face greater danger.
He no longer wanted to lose his only remaining friend.

Ta-da! The tongue also clicks at the same time, which means danger is approaching.

In the virtual image reflected by the metal wall, a dark object is approaching from a distance. It seems that this object does not exist in reality, but only in the mirror.

Just as this dark virtual image appeared, the air conditioning in the car started working.

hiss~
Waves of grey gas are released through the cabin air conditioning, which is the smell that can cause aging.

When these gases were about to enter Rody's body with his breathing,

The jaw-splitting device created by Hell immediately heated the gas close to the face, burning the active ingredients inside into ashes, and a smell of sulfur filled the cabin.

Rody's expression didn't change at all, he just waited quietly for his prey to show up.

The air conditioner is turned off.

As the gray gas filling the car is gradually burned out.

The black shadow moving between the mirrors was getting closer, revealing the figure of a tall woman with a large syringe in her hand, aimed at the virtual image of Rody.

Although it does not exist in reality, I always feel that once the mirror image is damaged, the real body will also be injured.

Next second,
The approaching black shadow stopped and did not get completely close to Rody.

The ashes of hell are filling the cabin.

Rody was surrounded by animal traps, which were also reflected in the mirror. If the shadow in the mirror got close, it might be triggered.

"hey-hey……"

After a burst of strange laughter, the black shadow disappeared.

The flickering cabin ceiling light returned to normal.

Rody glanced at his left arm, which showed obvious signs of atrophy, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh~ I can only create six traps with my left arm? If I create one more, my whole arm will probably rot away."

As the traps disappeared one by one,

It turned into wisps of ashes and returned to the body, and the left arm slowly returned to its original state.
"There should be ways to strengthen this ability from the torture chamber. I will have to ask Mr. Hawke more in the future."

Ding! The elevator has arrived.

【Senior Activity Center】

A conspicuous metal sign hangs at the door, illuminated by flashing lights.

A long passage lay ahead.

Various activity rooms are arranged at equal distances on both sides.
【Billiard room】, 【Mahjong room】, 【Table tennis room】, 【Library room】, etc.
And the [Viewing Room] at the end of the passage.

Maybe it was the sound of the elevator.

Perhaps it smelled the scent of a living person,
Perhaps it was Rody who brought the unusual heat,

Except for the viewing room at the end, all the activity rooms on the left and right sides are open.
Elderly people with capillaries oozing out of their facial features immediately poured out, their number exceeding two digits, and all rushed to the elevator entrance.

call!
The jaw-splitting device not only heats the air that is close to it, but also the air that Rody exhales will be heated, taking on a hellish burnt yellow color.

Faced with the pressure of numbers, he was not panicked at all, but was very excited instead.

He had waited too long for such a moment.

It has been too long since he had a chance to kill.

Kakakka~
The zombie knife in his right hand was already covered with black hair, and mature teeth were neatly arranged on the blade area, grinding against each other.

The left hand is wrapped with barbed wire, emitting bursts of heat.

These old men had no independent consciousness, just like zombies, totally disorganized, thinking only of how to eat. The first old man had already pounced on them.

Before his hands could touch Rody, his head was instantly cut open by the rolling teeth and blades, and the zombie knife with the effect of a chainsaw directly split his body in two.

There was also an old man who crawled over from the side almost at the same time, thinking that he could take advantage of the gap when the other party was swinging his knife to get closer.

Snapped!
A palm was placed across in front of him, with five fingers clasped on the old man's face and lifted in the air.

The red blood vessels growing from the old man's facial features tried to drill into the palm, but just as they were about to get in, they were torn into pieces by the iron wire between the palms.

This left arm from the torture chamber is not afraid of these things at all.

Use your left arm to push.

Hit the wall.

Three consecutive hits! The entire skull was shattered, and the headless body fell to the ground.

He killed the two old men in one encounter.
At this time, another person crawled down from the ceiling.

Rody did not jump up to kill or throw the knife upwards.

He just waited for the moment when the opponent pounced from above, took a step forward to avoid it, and a trap appeared where he was originally standing.

The old man, who had caught nothing, fell headfirst into the trap, snap!

The whole head was crushed into pieces in an instant.

Although these old men move quickly, the dense and strange blood vessels on their faces can quickly suck their targets, and their bodies contain pathogenic gases.

But they have a fatal weakness, that is, because they are old and dry, there is almost no blood in their bodies, and their weight does not exceed 30kg.

Such a weak creature could not withstand Rody's slaughter.
Chop, chop, cut, slice
Smash, throw, tear, pinch
Thirteen mutated old men were slaughtered.
The corridors of the entire activity area were filled with broken limbs and arms.

When Rody threw away the last head he had cut off,
Huh~ha~take a deep breath,
Rody stood there like a murderer. He did not switch to the form of hell at all. He was just killing people in the most simple way.

Such pure slaughter seemed to bring some invisible factor, just like the [experience] in the game, like an invisible delicacy, absorbed by that special hell back.

Even through the clothes, you can clearly hear the back moving, and it is faintly red.

The energy consumed by killing was also quickly replenished.
The overall condition is even better than before.

After a little adjustment,

Luo Di walked towards the deepest [Viewing Room],
Bang!

He kicked the door open directly.

I thought there would be a large number of elderly people gathering inside to watch the movie, and that there would be another large-scale massacre.

There was no one in the spacious viewing room.
There were only two empty seats in front of the movie screen illuminated by the projector.

There is a huge mirror on both sides of the seat.
There was one more person in the image reflected by the mirror. A tall woman was sitting on one of the chairs, seemingly waiting for Rody's arrival, as if this place was prepared for him.

Unlike the shadow in the elevator,
This time the woman showed her true appearance.

The dark and slightly curly hair covers the entire face.
The nurse's uniform covered her curvy figure, which was about 1.83 meters tall.

The white calves were exposed from under the nurse's skirt, and the bare feet stepped on the smooth ground.

Rody held the zombie knife in one hand and the trap in the other.
The spine in the back is peristaltic and ready to activate.
As he approached the woman step by step,
click!
The projector suddenly started working.

A photo was projected onto the huge movie screen.
A photo from a few years ago.
A photo that instantly suppressed Luo Di's murderous intent.
The photo shows two girls who are close to each other.
An obviously older woman with long black curly hair falling to her shoulders, a high nose bridge, and plump lips, a plus-size Italian beauty. She was wrapped in a black latex suit, sexy and evil.

The Italian girl was holding another Chinese girl who looked only about fifteen years old in her arms, burying her head in her exaggerated chest.

The girl was wearing a very ordinary white T-shirt.

Maybe it was the light, or maybe it was because they drank something, but both of their faces were flushed.

If you only look at the two of them, it's still normal.

But behind the two girls were hollowed-out human decorations with all kinds of neon lights stuck on them.

But Luo Di's eyes were fixed on the fifteen-year-old Chinese girl.

Because the girl's face was exactly the same as Wu Wen's.

(End of this chapter)