The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

If it really is an illusion, then this guy's mental strength is terrifying!

"Who am I...is that question even important?"

Chen Feng chuckled and walked towards the three of them step by step.

His steps were slow, each one feeling like it was treading on the hearts of the three people.

You can call me Chen Feng, or whatever you like.

"I am a person who has broken free from all shackles and embraced true power."

Chen Feng felt the fragmented consciousness within his body and cried out in alarm at the collapse.

Chen Feng laughed even more heartily.

Since you value these people so much, then I'll kill them all!

Use your hands to kill the people you care about!

Let's see how long you can hold out.

His gaze swept over the greatsword on Lei Yue's shoulder, then over the spear in Qin Feng's hand, and finally landed on Zhou Jian's hand gripping the hilt of his sword.

"Lay down your weapons, my friends."

His voice softened, even becoming slightly seductive.

"You should know that these things are useless to me."

"Besides, I don't want to hurt you."

"After all, you... will be my... most precious collection."

The moment the words fell, the surrounding walls, ceiling, and floor began to peel away like melting wax, revealing the gray-black, writhing flesh behind them.

Countless agonizing, contorted faces emerged from the flesh and blood, emitting silent wails.

They were as if they were inside a monster's... stomach!

Welcome to my world.

"Let's start shouting!"

Chen Feng stood in the center of the blood, flesh, and wailing, arms outstretched, a near-holy, crazed smile on his face.

Zhou Jian's body was tense to the extreme. The wisp of death authority within him was frantically warning him, and an unprecedented sense of crisis enveloped his entire mind.

He knew they were in big trouble.

The Chen Feng before them was ten thousand times more terrifying than any enemy they had ever encountered.

Because he not only possessed Chen Feng's memories, but also a strange and powerful force that they could not understand at all.

"Well then, my old friends."

Chen Feng's gaze finally settled on Zhou Jian, and his smile grew even brighter.

"Game begins."

"Who should we start with?"

He held up a finger and waved it gently in the air, as if choosing his dessert for the evening.

"Let's start with you, Zhou Jian."

"After all, the smell on you..."

"What I feel most at ease with."

Before he finished speaking, he pointed at Zhou Jian's finger and gently tapped it.

The air half a meter in front of them was violently distorted.

A scarlet bone spike shot out without warning, heading straight for Zhou Jian's throat.

Zhou Jian suddenly turned his head.

The bone spur grazed the carotid artery, leaving a trail of blood droplets.

The blood splattered on the ground was immediately absorbed by the writhing, fleshy floor.

"spread!"

Lei Yue roared.

He swung the heavy sword on his shoulder in a semi-circular arc, smashing it into the wall of flesh and blood surging from the side.

The explosive energy attached to the blade exploded instantly.

The flames engulfed the flesh and blood within a three-meter radius.

But only a second later.

The shattered pieces of meat proliferated wildly, healed themselves, and became even harder.

The wall suddenly bounced outwards.

Lei Yue was thrown back, sword and all, and crashed heavily into the fleshy wall on the other side.

The crisp sound of bones breaking rang out.

Lei Yue spat out a mouthful of blood, which slid down the flesh wall.

Qin Feng rolled on the spot, knelt on one knee, raised his gun, and pulled the trigger.

Three specially made armor-piercing rounds were fired in a triangular pattern toward Chen Feng's forehead.

Chen Feng didn't even raise his hand.

The bullet stopped ten centimeters from his forehead.

The warhead spun violently, rubbing against the invisible mental barrier and creating dazzling sparks.

It then lost momentum and crashed to the ground.

"Weak, really too weak."

Chen Feng shook his head.

The writhing flesh around them began to accelerate.

Countless distorted human faces opened their mouths, spewing out yellowish-green acid.

Acid liquid fell in dense streams.

Zhou Jian leaped backward repeatedly to dodge the three blobs of acid.

However, a drop of acid still landed on the clothes, immediately corroding a large black hole and emitting pungent white smoke.

Zhou Jian glanced at it and secretly calculated in his mind: "There is no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation."

"The only trump card is that sliver of the power of death."

"But Chen Feng is now extremely vigilant, and his mental energy covers the entire area."

"If the aura of the Death Authority is exposed prematurely, Chen Feng will definitely keep his distance and use area attacks to wear us all down."

"We have to wait."

"Wait for the moment when he completely lets his guard down and thinks he has complete control of the situation."

"This moment only occurs when he is ready to strike and is confident of victory."

"Therefore, we must show weakness."

Zhou Jian held his sword horizontally in front of his chest and deliberately slowed his pace by half a beat.

A thick, fleshy tentacle emerged from the ground and lashed him hard across the back.

The enormous impact penetrated through his body.

Zhou Jian fell forward and rolled twice on the ground.

He lay on the ground, coughing violently and spitting out blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

"Zhou Jian!"

Lei Yue struggled to his feet, and the heavy sword shone brightly once more.

"You still have time to care about others?"

Chen Feng raised his hand and pressed it down.

Gravity was completely altered at this moment, and the surrounding air became extremely viscous.

An invisible, oppressive mental force crashed down.

Lei Yue's knees buckled, and he knelt heavily on the ground, leaving two dents.

The greatsword was forced into the floor, its blade humming.

Keep in mind, this isn't an ordinary weapon; it's a Source Weapon obtained through the Wasteland Era!

Qin Feng had just changed the magazine when he was also pressed firmly to the ground by the heavy pressure and couldn't move.

The ribs made a faint cracking sound.

Chen Feng's fingers moved lightly in the air.

Three transparent blades, formed from pure spiritual energy, appeared out of thin air.

The sharp blade hovered at the back of the three men's necks.

"Struggling is pointless."

Chen Feng strode forward, stepping over the acid and bits of flesh on the ground.

He walked up to Zhou Jian and looked down at his former teammate lying on the ground.

"In the face of absolute power, any skill is worthless."

Chen Feng raised his right foot and stomped heavily on Zhou Jian's back.

The soles of his feet pressed against his spine.

The bones emitted a grinding sound as they struggled to bear the weight.

Zhou Jian gritted his teeth and remained silent, his hands gripping the bloody crevice in the ground tightly.

Black threads danced between his fingertips.

But next second.

The surrounding walls of flesh and blood suddenly contracted violently.

The space became extremely cramped, and the air was filled with a suffocating stench of blood.

The faces on the wall stopped wailing and stared intently at the three people in the middle.

"Take a look at your cemetery."

Chen Feng opened his arms.

"This is just the beginning. Once I've digested you all, I'll devour even more people."

"The whole world will become nourishment for my evolution."

Chen Feng looked up and gazed at Lei Yue and Qin Feng.

This was his most triumphant moment, and also his weakest point.

opportunity!

Zhou Jian suddenly rolled over.

The extremely subtle black power within his body surged wildly into the battle blade along his arm.

The power of death.

Black threads were wrapped around the silver-white blade.

There were no earth-shattering lights or shadows, no deafening roars.

There was only a pure, lifeless aura of annihilation.

The surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

The writhing flesh turned into grayish-white powder the moment it came into contact with this aura.

Zhou Jian swung his sword upwards with all his might.