Excessive ferocity due to caution

"Young master, please open the door!"

At the door of the safe house, a blood-covered man frantically pounded on the door, sobbing uncontrollably.

Nan Jia stared intently at the man who was only separated from her by a pane of glass, her right hand trembling violently.

He desperately wanted to rush over, open the door for the man, and rescue him into the safe house.

He recalled the story of Buddha cutting off his own flesh to feed an eagle and offering his body to a tiger.

If he were the only person in the safe house right now... Nan Jia would open the door without hesitation.

But now... his decision will affect more than just his own life.

"sorry……"

"I can't gamble."

Nan Jia gave a bitter laugh, arrived at the door of the safe house, pressed her palms against the glass, felt the coldness on the other side, and had tears in her eyes.

Watching an innocent life die because of her, Nan Jia felt as if her heart was being torn apart.

The teachings of Master Kumei kept echoing in my ears.

He clenched his fists tightly.

Expressionless.

In the end... that man died in front of him.

They were torn to pieces by the ghosts that arrived from behind.

Watching the man finally breathe his last, Nan Jia collapsed helplessly to the ground.

He stared at the pile of broken flesh and blood outside the glass, feeling as deflated as a punctured balloon.

Zhao Yi came to his side and patted Nan Jia on the shoulder.

"I told you he wasn't human, didn't I?"

"Look..."

Upon hearing this, Nan Jia immediately looked up and stared at the pile of broken pieces of flesh outside the glass door.

The bits of flesh... actually started to wriggle.

It quickly turned into a blood corpse.

It pounded wildly on the glass door, startling the little bald boy so much that he hurriedly took several steps back, his guilty expression vanishing and replaced by fear.

"Holy crap... Amitabha!"

He almost swore.

Zhao Yi looked at the bloodied corpse outside the glass door and laughed:

"You really want to come in?"

The blood corpse's gaze was cold and sinister.

Its plan was exposed.

But it was unwilling to accept this.

"Well……"

A low growl came from its throat.

However, they were helpless against Zhao Yi and his group.

Just as it let out a few helpless roars and was about to leave, the security door suddenly opened!

Zhao Yi suddenly kicked it in the butt!

The blood corpse stumbled!

Its lethality is 0.

But it's extremely insulting!

The blood corpse turned its head angrily, but Zhao Yi had already closed the security door.

This breathtaking maneuver left all the viewers in the safe house and the live stream completely dumbfounded.

"666, when it comes to being inhuman, my brother Zhao has always done a great job!"

"Hilarious! This blood corpse is starting to question its very existence!"

"Damn it... he got me again!"

The blood corpse roared and kept kicking at the security door, but it did nothing but injure itself!

It was so angry it was about to explode!

What kind of despicable person could do such a thing?

Come out and fight me one-on-one if you dare!

The blood corpse angrily raised its middle finger at Zhao Yi!

Zhao Yi: "Hiccup~"

Seeing Zhao Yi's irritating expression, the blood corpse's anger, which had just subsided, flared up again, and it unleashed another barrage of attacks on the security door...

Finally, when it was completely exhausted and covered in wounds... Zhao Yi opened the safety door once again.

Whoosh!

As the ghosts and monsters from not far away pounced on him, Zhao Yi grabbed the blood corpse, dragged it into the safe house, and immediately closed the door!

Bang bang bang!

A group of ghosts crashed into the door.

Looking at the limp, bloodied corpse by the wall, Zhao Yi punched it in the face.

The force of 440 instantly dented the blood corpse's nose.

It wanted to rebel.

However, having been harmed by the rules on the door of the safe house, his body was already exhausted and he had no strength to resist.

It could only stare wide-eyed as Zhao Yi slowly pulled out the scalpel.

His face wore a chilling smile.

The blood corpse looked at the scalpel and couldn't help but shudder.

Zhao Yi remained silent.

And so, right in front of his companions, the blood-soaked corpse was sliced ​​to pieces by Zhao Yi with a scalpel...

Nan Jia, standing behind him, couldn't bear to watch any longer. She gagged, barely suppressing her nausea, and looked at the excited Zhao Yi, saying in a trembling voice:

"Benefactor Zhao... what are you doing?"

Zhao didn't turn his head, feeling the power flowing into his spiritual world, a strange smile on his face:

"Nothing..."

"Preparing the ingredients..."

The blood corpse was much more powerful than the ghosts Zhao Yi had encountered before.

After understanding the dissection of the ox's skills, Zhao Yi absorbed its spiritual core into his own spiritual world, and then allowed the Darkest Personality to devour it... In the end, the pure power flowed into the Bloodline Temple.

The power of the blood corpse became the final straw.

Then, Zhao Yi sensed that the third fragment of memory from the Bloodline Temple had revived...

Unfortunately, he doesn't have time to watch it now.

Let's solve the immediate problem first.

After Zhao Yi dealt with the blood corpse, the ghosts outside the safe house stopped approaching and instead stood at a distance, eyeing the safe house menacingly.

Inside the empty safe house, there were only Zhao Yi and three others.

There were also dozens of corpses.

Nan Jia stayed by Li Xiuer's side, never leaving her for a moment.

Meng Fei kept his eyes fixed on the clock inside the safe house.

Zhao Yi sat at the entrance of the safe house, eating spicy snacks and staring at the ghosts in the distant passage.

One of them, a ghost whose entire body was made of human arms and covered in eyes, stared at Zhao for a few minutes before suddenly letting out a scream and running away...

The eyes are the windows of the soul.

This ghost possesses the strength of a near-Great Fiend.

When Zhao Yi tried to lure it into his mental world through prolonged eye contact, it sensed the terror of Zhao Yi's mental world and fled.

As soon as that ghost ran away, the other ghosts, though unaware of what had happened, sensed something eerie and followed suit.

Only a very few ghosts remained blocking the entrance to the passage.

time flies.

A scream suddenly came from the other end of the communicator:

"Safe house attacked!"

"Requesting backup..."

"Please... Ahhh..."

Upon hearing the sound, the bald man couldn't resist and became restless.

Zhao Yi glanced at him:

"Don't move."

"Going out now won't save anyone; it will only cause more trouble!"

"Only by staying alive can you save more lives... The more impulsive you act now, the more people will die because of you!"

Nan Jia sighed.

He clenched his fists tightly.

The girl also whispered:

"Brother Zhao is right. If you go out now, not only will you not be able to help them, but you will also die in vain..."

Nan Jia smiled wryly:

"How could I not know...it's just..."

Zhao Yi's eyes flickered slightly:

"Don't just say that. I went out earlier and got some information from a ghost. The three cities of JKL will be constantly reborn and destroyed, and the source of all this is related to the God Tower."

"If you really want to save people, then you have to find a way to get to the Tower of Gods as soon as possible."

"That's the root of all the problems!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Fei, who had been silent all along, suddenly said:

"It's almost time."

Upon hearing this, the group quickly looked towards the outside of the safe house.

as predicted.

Those ghosts that had been eyeing them menacingly... began to undergo a strange transformation...

PS: First update, cooking.

Then start the process.

I didn't sleep well tonight; the couple upstairs started making a ruckus at four in the morning.

I'll try to finish writing three pages before 10 o'clock.

This storyline can probably be completed in about 6 chapters.