A black cloud, like a black dragon, made a rustling sound as it flew towards Zuo Zhicheng's location.
Yi Yuzi controlled the Yellow Springs Roar and carefully approached Zuo Zhicheng. Clearly, he had witnessed his opponent's combat prowess.
However, when the black cloud circled around Zuo Zhicheng, even when it was only a meter away, Zuo Zhicheng remained motionless on the ground. He looked as if he was dead.
A pair of hands formed by a sea of black insects removed Zuo Zhicheng's hood, revealing his entire head. When it saw the rows of strange red lines on Zuo Zhicheng's head, the black cloud let out a series of cold laughter.
"So the Blood Curse is acting up, poor guy."
In the next moment, the black cloud mixed together again. It wriggled a few times and gradually changed back to Yi Yuzi's original appearance. He lifted Zuo Zhicheng by the neck with one hand as if he was carrying a puppy.
"This is the first time I've seen a Blood Curse. He'll be a good experimental subject. " Looking at the unconscious Zuo Zhicheng, whose veins were bulging on his face, Yi Yuzi's eyes flashed with curiosity.
After all, the Blood Curse was a powerful attack that ghouls had to sacrifice their lives to unleash. Moreover, it took effect very quickly. The victim would usually die within a day or two.
Yi Yuzi had been in contact with ghouls for quite some time, but this was the first time he had an experimental subject whose Blood Curse was acting up halfway.
He walked out of the warehouse with Zuo Zhicheng in one hand. Then, a black cloud formed by the Yellow Springs Roar rolled up under his feet and flew towards the tower once again.
'I wonder who the invaders are. However, it doesn't seem like a habit of the Central Plains' Taoist sects to attack first with cannons. '
Yi Yuzi pondered in his mind, trying to guess the identity of the invaders. It was obvious that he wanted to imprison Zuo Zhicheng first before going to support Kuilin and the others.
At this time, an ice-cold muzzle was suddenly placed on Yi Lezi's chest. He lowered his head and saw that Zuo Zhicheng had already woken up and was pointing the magic device at his heart.
'The pain of the blood curse acting up is enough to make a man with an iron will commit suicide. This guy actually still has the mind to attack me …'
Just as this thought flashed through his mind, Zuo Zhicheng had already opened fire. Several flashes of light flashed past Kazuko's chest, the bullets had already pierced through his chest. Zuo Zhicheng kept pulling the trigger until the sound of the gun running out of bullets came from the barrel. Only then did his arm drop limply.
His bloodshot eyes looked at Yi Lezi's chest, but he found that the gunshot wound did not look like a human's flesh at all. It was like a black hole. After wriggling a few times, it was as good as new.
Meanwhile, Yi Lezi was still thinking about what he had just done. It was as if he did not care about Zuo Zhicheng's attack at all. '… What a strong will. A human body like this, hehe, will be the best test subject.'
"Regenerative ability?" In an instant, the contents of the diary, the zombie's performance, and the conversation between Kuilin and Yi Lezi flashed through Zuo Zhicheng's mind. He looked at Yi Lezi and said softly, "I see. Does the zombie's ability come from the Life Plexus? The zombie mutated because of the Life Plexus? "
Yi Lezi did not seem to care about Zuo Zhicheng's probing. When he heard what Zuo Zhicheng said, he smiled and said, "Although it's not all correct, it's not far from it. However, it's too late for you to guess this now. Next, you'll be my test subject. "
In the next moment, intense pain swept through his body. Zuo Zhicheng fainted again.
Fun flew past the tower's window and brought Zuo Zhicheng all the way to the basement of the tower. There were terrifying torture devices everywhere, withered corpses, and even human bodies that had been dissected in half. The smell of blood was so strong that it made one wonder if they were in hell.
Yi Lezi's target was a blood pool with a radius of about two meters. The pool was filled with sticky red liquid. It looked like it was filled with blood.
Yi Yuzi tossed Zuo Zhicheng into the blood pool and turned into a black smoke that soared into the sky.
Zuo Zhicheng, who was thrown into the blood pool, was shocked awake by the smell of blood. However, his vision was greatly limited by the bloody light on his face. What was worse was that the Blood Curse acted up prematurely. His body was in so much pain that he could not move. Every time he moved, he felt as if his whole body was being pierced by needles, burned, and torn apart.
Only to see Zuo Zhicheng sink down rapidly like a piece of rock. Fortunately, the blood pool was not deep. After a few seconds, he felt his body go soft. He had reached the bottom.
A white shadow flashed in front of him. A grimacing ghost face was right in front of him. The ghost face looked ferocious. Its eyes were full of hatred and hatred. It stared at Zuo Zhicheng.
Seeing this, Zuo Zhicheng's heart tightened. He thought that it was some kind of terrifying monster. However, after a few seconds, the attack that he expected did not come.
Zuo Zhicheng took a closer look and found that the ghost face was motionless. It was as if it was dead. It was the Pale Ghoul that he and Jiang Qing saw in the coffin on the ship.
He did not expect that it would be thrown into this blood pool as an experimental material.
Zuo Zhicheng glanced around and found that he was surrounded by white corpses. It seemed that this was a place where Zuo Zhicheng stored all kinds of corpses and experimental materials. However, he did not know what was so strange about it.
While he was thinking, Zuo Zhicheng suddenly found that he could breathe. The red liquid did not seem to be as simple as blood. It was a special liquid that could be breathed like air.
At the same time, a slight numbing sensation came from all parts of his body.
'I see. I was anesthetized when I came in.' Zuo Zhicheng frowned. 'The most important thing now is the blood curse. As long as the curse released by this kind of ghoul is not removed, I will definitely die.'
Zuo Zhicheng did not know if it was because of the numbing sensation, or because the Blood Curse acted up intermittently, but he felt that the pain from his body seemed to have lessened. Basically, the combination of death by a thousand cuts, being chopped in half, and cramps had turned into a pain that was as painful as being torn apart by five horses.
Because of this, he could barely move. However, if this continued, he would fall into a deep state of anesthesia and completely lose his ability to move.
'I have to think of a solution during this time.' Zuo Zhicheng frowned and looked at the corpse in front of him. Or rather, the ghoul that had fallen into a deep sleep. Many thoughts flashed through his mind.
'Blood Curse …
'Ghoul …
'Life Cluster …'
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