Deep in the Living

Chapter 656 Happy

"The Black Gate Bar passageway is now complete, and member Roddy's identity has been confirmed. According to the contract, customers resting in the bar will provide you with assistance."

Assisting the Human Demon: Michael Myers

Horror Literature: *Halloween*

*High-level human demon, one of the four major serial killers in film history, mainly carries out various terrifying activities in hidden corners and deep areas, and is good at hunting down various monsters alone.

Keywords: [Moonlight], [Silent Hunt], [Moonlight Execution]

Because Michael Miles is a high-level human-demon, the compatibility with his arrival needs to be ≥85% in order to accommodate his consciousness. Otherwise, it will cause irreversible damage to the container's physical body, and his self-consciousness will be affected or even completely devoured by the human-demon.

Arrival identification is underway...

Descent Container: Roddy*
*Black Gate Killer, mature plants with non-corner characteristics.

The individual lunar killer possesses cinematic abilities and the capacity for mimicry and disguise, making him well-suited for descent, and is currently in a "divine state."

The match rate is being calculated... 93%
The standard has been met; the descent begins.

Roddy could clearly feel something entering his body through the "channel" in his left arm.

Normally, he would definitely try to communicate with the consciousness that had descended into his body.

but now,
He felt only the excitement of winning the jackpot and immediately took action.

Every minute and second now is extremely precious. Roddy knows very well that this "descent state" cannot be maintained for long, and the winner must be decided before time runs out.

Before he could even feel the changes in his body, Roddy had already chased after them from the casino ruins.

He needed to pinpoint Jock's exact location. Jock had just been killed by Libert, and his true consciousness should have transferred to any of the balloons.

However, Fran had already cleared away the balloons over the city.

Jock's whereabouts are currently unknown.

Just as Roddy had the idea of ​​tracking down Jock and the thought of "hunting him down" entered his mind.

hum!
An invisible field of perception spread outwards, sweeping across the surrounding area like radar. Every area swept over appeared in black and white, and all noise vanished.

Thump... A heartbeat suddenly came from directly overhead.

Luo Di quickly looked up at the cloud.

A jet-black heart is beating inside; the target has been located.

"We've found it!"

Just as Roddy was in shock, his right hand involuntarily rose up and put his index finger in front of his mouth.

Luo Di instantly understood the meaning – [silence].

Once Roddy had completely calmed down and cleared his mind of all distractions, a white rubber mask was placed over his head.

He stood on the ground, gazing up at the clouds.

There's no need to jump or fly. Because he has already marked the target, he only needs to take a step forward, and he will naturally arrive at the target.

The work boots began to move forward, starting the most routine walking.

Before we knew it, we had arrived around our target and were among the clouds.

There is no such thing as being suspended in mid-air; in Roddy's view, he was truly standing on the ground.

This "hunt" has risen to the conceptual level. As long as Roddy can provide enough information about the target, he can approach the target by walking, and he can do so as if walking on flat ground no matter what environment he is in.

Massacre

When I used this power that belonged to hell, the feeling changed.

It's not like using a brutal, hellish cleaver to tear the target apart, but rather like using a delicate, home-cooked kitchen knife to silently slice the target open.

The four balloon-shaped employees were instantly killed without making a sound.

Roddy's hand also gripped Jock's neck, subduing his target.

An unusual moon appeared directly above the locked-down city, enveloping them in a unique, cinematic scene.

"Killing Sense"

The Joker in front of me is indeed the real Joker.

Using his physical body as an anchor point, the concept of "hunting" is radiated outwards, revealing invisible threads shooting towards different areas in the corners.

Roddy twisted his neck, turning his masked face toward these directions.

In multiple areas in the corners, and not just in the middle layer, there are "fog-filled balloons" buried as a backup plan for Jock.

Li Bet's assessment was absolutely correct; Jock was someone who could take the fear of death to the extreme.

As long as his original body is killed, one of the balloons can immediately take its place and become the original body.

This is what makes Jock truly terrifying: he perfectly blends the mist he acquired with his comic book abilities. His focus isn't on increasing his own strength, but rather on using it entirely to enhance this means of self-defense.

In his belief, whoever survives to the end is the strongest... If the opponent can't kill him, he will find a way to kill them.

With his throat being choked, Jock naturally noticed the direction Roddy was turning his head, surprised that the other could track the locations of the various backup balloons based on his physical form. However, he remained completely calm.

Because one of the spare balloons was placed in the northern extraterritorial invasion zone, no matter how rapidly Roddy grows, he cannot possibly chase after it there to clear out the balloon.

And just as Libet provided the intelligence,
The fog shrouding Jock's head has a self-deceptive effect; if his head cannot be seen, it is impossible to inflict effective head trauma.

Roddy's current methods are all related to killing, and he indeed has no effective way to clear the fog.

Jock's mocking voice echoed from within the mist, "Your growth rate is truly astonishing, but I still don't regret sparing your life... It is because of your growth that I was able to successfully accept the mist."

Hurry up and do it, you murderer!

With your current level of killing prowess, slashing my body would cause considerable damage, and I might even let out a scream to satisfy your personal fetish.

"Hurry up! Haven't you been waiting for this moment?"

This time,
It was as if the two sides had switched roles, with Roddy remaining silent and offering no response.

They just held it there, without making any further movement.

"When did you become as taciturn as me... If you keep standing still, I'm going to take action."

A special small dagger appeared in Jock's hand, and he stabbed it directly at Roddy's arm!
This dagger was specially customized by Jock; it can not only pierce flesh but also create larger air holes, allowing the mist to penetrate more quickly.

If a monster of the same level is stabbed once, it will almost certainly die.

Swish!
The blade easily pierced the skin and penetrated into the flesh.

The wound quickly formed a rubber ring structure, and a large amount of mist began to pour inward.

however……

The mist that had clearly been poured into his body disappeared without a trace, and Luo Di was completely unaffected.

Even Jock became puzzled. He was an expert in magic tricks, but he couldn't see through Roddy's methods.

at the same time,

Deep in the corner, in the alleyway opposite the Black Gate Bar.

Puffs of mist escaped from the holes in the wall.
The mist, as if alive, began to spread outwards, seeking out and invading any living beings. Just as they were about to approach the bar, a deathly black mist seeped out from the crack in the door, instantly engulfing them all.

……

Swish!Swish!Swish!
The blade stabbed Roddy repeatedly in vital areas, including his face, neck, and heart.

but,

No matter how you poke at it, no matter how much fog is poured in.

The hand gripping Jock's neck never loosened its grip, and the dark eye sockets behind the mask remained fixed on him.

Snapped!
The mattress carrying Jock finally completed its high-altitude fall and landed on the ground.

A blond youth was already waiting there, cracking his knuckles while giving Roddy an OK sign.

The hand that had been choking him finally loosened its grip.

Roddy also assumed a standing position, flanking Liberty from the front and back.

Bang!

The Moonlight Dinner Knife, which was meant for killing, was lying on the ground, leaving Roddy in a state of being unarmed.

Although the arrival grants Roddy corresponding abilities and a killing intent, his main consciousness still exists, and he can autonomously plan tactics.

Since killing Jock is neither fatal nor meaningful, we should adopt other tactics.

Jock, heavily pregnant, stood in the center, still relaxed, his mocking voice continuing to emanate from his mist-shrouded head:

"Oh my~ So you were waiting for your old flame! Alright, now you can hurry up and kill her..."

suddenly,

A fist the size of a sandbag pierced through the mist and slammed into Jock's face. The sound of teeth breaking could be heard, and a broken tooth lodged in his throat, choking him.

He was then punched in the back, the fist nearly breaking his spine, causing his entire body of fat to tremble.

Another kick landed between his legs, and the sound of a quail egg breaking could be faintly heard.

Another kick followed, landing on the neck and causing the cervical spine to tilt.

A barrage of punches and kicks rained down upon him.

This was achieved jointly by Roddy and Libet.
Each strike carried no killing intent, yet was brimming with power.

Just like the most ordinary street fights between humans, the goal is not to kill, but it will definitely leave a lasting impression on the target.

The beatings continued relentlessly, with increasing frequency and undiminished force.

The mist surrounding Jock's face was gradually dissipating, and screams could be heard coming from within...

Beneath the white rubber mask, Roddy laughed, as if he had remembered something happy.

(End of this chapter)