NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 47 – Corpse poison
The story splits into two parts.
Mingzhu City, south wall, beneath the city.
The battle between Feng Laixian and Lin Benshi continued, man versus corpse, already lasting for over half an hour.
However, Feng Laixian showed no signs of fatigue, as if this amount of exercise wasn't even a warm-up. Lin Benshi, being a living corpse, wouldn't feel tired either.
But in reality, this battle was nearing its end.
A living corpse is ultimately just a corpse. Lin Benshi's skeletal endurance was limited and lacked self-repair capabilities.
With each collision, his bones were covered in fine cracks. After three more moves, his body would reach its limit and be unable to maintain a human form.
"Senior Brother, rest in peace!"
Feng Laixian took a deep breath, his eyes slightly red, and spoke in a deep voice.
But before he could make a move, a huge rock suddenly flew from afar. He quickly retreated, watching the rock land in front of him, creating a large pit in the ground.
Seeing that the rock had no traps or mechanisms, he punched it into pieces. Immediately, he saw the living corpses that were originally charging and attacking the city all stop and slowly make way.
The densely packed living corpses pulled thick chains step by step, and behind them was a majestic palace.
"Hehehehe, it's been a long time since I came back. Mingzhu City still reeks of decay, unbearable, unbearable." The palace doors slowly opened, and green phosphorescent flames floated out. Then, a sharp, old, duck-like voice came from inside.
Feng Laixian squinted his eyes and shouted, "Which senior might this be?"
"Hehehehe, senior? Young man, you're quite clever. I like you a bit." The sharp voice laughed.
Then, a shadow slowly walked out of the palace, draped in tattered black cloth, holding a bone cane, looking gaunt and pale, like a living skeleton.
"Guess who I am. If you guess right, I'll spare your life." He looked at Feng Laixian, squinting his cloudy eyes and smiling.
Feng Laixian sighed, "Senior, with such 'immortal beauty,' even if I guessed for a lifetime, I might not get it right. Please enlighten me."
"Hehehehe, good boy, good boy, I like you even more. Hehe, you will stay forever and be my bird boy!" The old man laughed strangely.
In an instant, two living corpses rushed out from the corpse crowd.
These two were human corpses, one tall and burly, the other short and thin.
The next moment, the tall and burly corpse rapidly grew dense golden scales, and a long horn sprouted from its head.
"That's the Invincible Cheng Dujiao!"
Feng Laixian immediately recognized the burly corpse.
Thirty years ago, Cheng Dujiao was very famous, a captain in the Patrol Guard.
After using his ability, his body became impervious to blades and bullets, with immense strength. Thus, Awakeners called him Invincible, and Cheng Dujiao was his nickname, similar to Qiu Qiang's Stinky Qiang.
After transforming, Cheng Dujiao immediately charged at Feng Laixian with full force.
At the same time, Feng Laixian noticed from the corner of his eye that the short and thin corpse had grown external hooked claws on its arms. This person didn't seem to be a local of Mingzhu City, more like a wild man, so his background was unknown.
But none of this mattered.
Feng Laixian looked at the old man on the palace, and in the next moment, his eyes burst with brilliant red light. His body was covered in red light, and terrifying red currents exploded, forming rolling waves of air.
"The master is getting serious."
On the city wall, Bai De felt the heat wave and muttered to himself.
Boom!
A loud explosion.
In an instant, Cheng Dujiao and the short corpse each took a punch. Cheng Dujiao's golden scales had a charred fist mark, while the short corpse was worse off, its upper body blown away, the severed part emitting terrifying heat.
"Old man, I called you senior out of respect for your impending death tonight. Since you're in such a hurry to die, I'll reluctantly make it quick." Feng Laixian looked at the old man on the palace, coldly smiling amidst the red air waves.
Cheng Dujiao was indeed invincible. If he were alive, Feng Laixian's punch would have severely injured him. But as a corpse, this injury was nothing. As long as the body wasn't destroyed, it could keep moving.
"Hehehehe, if you can, why not try, young man." The old man squinted his eyes, laughing sinisterly.
At this moment, Cheng Dujiao lowered his head and fiercely charged at Feng Laixian. The golden horn on his head emitted a faint green light. Originally, Cheng Dujiao's horn wasn't poisonous, but after becoming a living corpse, it contained extremely terrifying corpse poison. Once infected, without an antidote, one would be turned into a living corpse within minutes.
Beast King Boxing: Glutton Lifting the Cauldron!
Feng Laixian blocked the horn's attack with one hand, then slightly bent his legs, lifting Cheng Dujiao entirely. He roared, grabbed Cheng Dujiao, leaped into the air, spun three times, and then slammed Cheng Dujiao to the ground.
The ground shook violently.
Cheng Dujiao created a large pit on impact, lying motionless.
His bones were all shattered, scales exploded, and the horn on his head broke in half, with black liquid oozing from the break.
"Old ghost, prepare to die!"
After dealing with Cheng Dujiao, Feng Laixian stepped forward, flashing to the old man's side like a bird.
He punched the old man's head, but it was blocked by an invisible shield. A nearby living corpse exploded on the spot.
"As long as one of these precious children exists, they can block an attack for me. You've made a bad move!" The old man laughed sinisterly.
The surrounding living corpses immediately swarmed Feng Laixian, especially those holding long weapons, stabbing at Feng Laixian's blind spots.
Swoosh!
Feng Laixian reacted quickly, stepping on several living corpses' heads, retreating rapidly. But there were too many attacks at once, and his ribs were pierced by different weapons.
He gritted his teeth, chopped off the weapons with his hand, and retreated like a bird. When he landed, half of different long weapons were stuck in his ribs.
Unfazed, he pulled out the spear on his right side, then the lance on his left, throwing them to the ground. His wounds healed visibly, and in a blink, he was unscathed.
"No wonder you're a Nation Defense Grade Red Emperor Immortal Body. Your healing is fast." The old man smiled faintly, his eyes glowing green.
Suddenly, Feng Laixian's expression changed slightly, feeling something taking root and sprouting inside his body.
He immediately grabbed his waist and tore at his flesh, blood and flesh flying. Some blood with corpse poison was torn off, but more green threads spread crazily inside him.
