A mob of clones

Chapter 132 Pity the pathetic and hateful coward (11.09 recommendation votes, 50 plus more updates)

Looking at these pitiful, almost pathetic and even a little hateful souls, it was clear that everything was out of his control, but Wu He still smiled.

He was laughing at the group of guys in front of him, and he was also laughing at himself, or maybe it was him who was hiding in the depths and unwilling to come out...

Wu He's laughter was not loud, but it was harsh.At least this is true for the surrounding group of resentful spirits.

"Why can you still laugh?!"

"Why is it so painful when we're about to die, but you seem so happy?"

"Is it because you saw us? Are you laughing at us?!"

Densely packed figures filled the small and twisted room, and even the outside of the room seemed to be lined up in circles.

These guys obviously have different appearances, different death conditions, different ages, and different genders, but everyone's steps forward are as uniform as if they were copied and pasted, and everyone is thinking about what to do. Crowding around.

Countless figures overlapped, and they all stretched out their hands to Wu He in front of them.

The first batch of figures stretched their hands towards Wu He's eyes. They covered Wu He's eyes so that he could no longer see their miserable and miserable looks. They held down Wu He's hands and feet. Make him unable to resist and escape.

Finally, they stretched out their hands again, towards Wu He's wildly laughing mouth, trying to block his last struggle.

But what greeted them was Wu He's white teeth...

"Tear~"

Fortunately, the sound of tearing rags suddenly sounded in this silent and twisted room. Feeling the real and illusory smell of blood in his mouth, Wu He laughed again, laughing crazily...

"Is that so? Did you feel like this at the beginning?"

"Angry eyes, unwilling hands, teeth of hatred..."

"Hahahaha~, yes, I am laughing at you! Do you want to shut my mouth? Come on! You cowards who only dare to swing the butcher knife at innocent people..."

With his eyes blinded and his hands restrained, Wu He can only use these teeth now...

"Player Wu He, please pay attention! Perfect Life is here to remind you."

"Because you violated the mission rules, F-level hidden mission [-] - Animal Alley! [-]. Escape mission failed."

"First start the F-level hidden mission one - Animal Alley! Second, resist."

"Please use all the weapons you can pick up to defeat everyone who attacks you, and use your blood to pave the way to the light."

Smiling, Wu He laughed again when he heard the system prompts in his ears. He laughed even more freely and smoothly than before.

His laughter was more about laughing at the weakness of the people around him and laughing at the weakness of his past self, but it was different now.

Although I don't know if it was arranged or just a coincidence, there is no doubt that Wu He now understands a hint of the feelings he experienced in the past, which is a great improvement.

After all, Wu He, who had memories from before time travel, knew a lot of things, but he didn't know anything about himself or his past.

It's not that he didn't want to go and explore these things, but he got nothing for two or three months, and now things are different...

Swallowing the foreign object in his mouth forcefully, Wu He's laughter became more and more wild as he felt the coolness in his body that spread to his limbs.

With veins popping up all over his body, Wu He forced himself to move half a step forward against the hands of countless resentful spirits.

It was this half-step that gave Wu He a good angle to exert force. He suddenly exerted force and pulled out the chainsaw plugged into the ground again. The sound of the rolling link suddenly echoed in this silent house. There was a loud explosion.

And as the sound of the chain saw suddenly sounded, the resentful spirits who were relatively calm around them suddenly let out a shrill roar.

Countless remnant souls all rushed to Wu He's side as if they were going crazy. Almost all of them opened their bloody mouths and bit at Wu He in front of them.

In an instant, dense tooth marks appeared all over Wu He's body, and Wu He's barely complete clothes were torn into huge holes.

As for these guys, Wu He was not polite at all and slashed at them with the chainsaw in his hand.

In an instant, countless remaining souls were cut in half, and their faces fell directly to the ground, roaring and turning into mist all over the sky.

But after the fog drifted away, it didn't take long for the ferocious figures to regroup one after another and continue to rush towards Wu He. For a while, things seemed to be a bit endless...

Swinging the chainsaw in his hand, Wu He chopped off the remaining souls on his head that were covering his eyes. Wu He looked at the resentful souls around him, and finally returned his gaze to the chainsaw in his hand.

He didn't know if it was the chainsaw's problem or Wu He's own problem. Anyway, the chainsaw was stuck to his hand as if it was filled with strong glue, and he couldn't shake it off no matter how hard he shook it.

But if that's all, forget it, but if Wu He remembers correctly, the so-called remnant souls around him are just illusions produced by chainsaws, and do not have entities. The real source of the power of these guys seems to be It was the chainsaw in his hand... He waved his hand and used the chainsaw to drive away the remaining souls in front of him again. Wu He frowned and hesitated for a moment before reaching out his hand, reaching into his mouth and holding his tiger fangs.

With a sound of "stab~", Wu He forcefully pulled out the sharp tiger tooth with its root attached. Moreover, due to the master's dental blessing, Wu He didn't even pull out much of the tooth when he pulled it out. blood...

Looking at the two or three centimeters long tiger teeth in his hand, Wu He also twitched the corner of his mouth inexplicably, feeling the empty space in his mouth, and silently comforted himself:

"It's okay, it's okay~ It can still grow..."

Mentally sighing, Wu He's movements on his hands did not stop at all.

Holding the root of the tooth with his hand and pointing the tip of the tiger tooth outward, Wu He leveled the electric saw in his hand and suddenly hit it downwards on the saw surface.

Although the tiger teeth under Wu He were short, the moment they collided with the chainsaw, streams of bloody flames burst out from the teeth.For example, in a movie that seemed hard for a moment, a hole the size of a little finger was suddenly punched out by Wu He's tiger teeth.

At the same time, cracks like spider webs spread rapidly from the thumb-sized hole to the surroundings, spreading to all aspects of the chainsaw in the blink of an eye.

Even the handle of the knife held by Wu He and the chain saw on top of the electric saw were not spared, and exploded to pieces in the next moment.

At the moment when the chainsaw shattered, the figures of the dead souls that were still roaring around them were instantly frozen. The undead souls soared into the sky, turning into wailing blood shadows in the sky, and then they pounced directly towards He saw the broken debris in front of Wu He.

With the influx of ghosts one after another, a wisp of blood-colored flames seemed to be ignited directly in front of Wu He, and dazzling red lights splashed around, stinging him so much that he could not open his eyes...

However, the red light went away just as quickly as it came. When Wu He opened his eyes again, the blazing bloody flames disappeared as if they had never appeared before.

It was originally broken all over the ground, and not a single fragment of the electric saw was left. Only a short scalpel was inserted into the ground, emitting a faint white light like a skeleton in the dark environment... …

If there was any hesitation, Wu He walked over directly and held the scalpel that emitted a faint white light.

The moment Wu He's fingers touched the knife, a notification sound suddenly sounded in his ears again.

"As a dentist, how can you not have your own scalpel? Congratulations to player Wu He for obtaining the F-level exclusive butcher knife - Fang of Hate."

"Fang of Hatred (F-level exclusive butcher knife): This is a knife forged by resentment. They resent why they are so weak, why their enemies want to catch them, and why they die in pain while others are safe. Or. They hate everything in the world. Their hatred will burn everything in the world."

"Note: Don't forget they hate you too."

Looking at the blood-red blade above the white handle in his hand, and listening to the prompts of the Perfect Life System, Wu He felt an inexplicable chill all over his body. He suddenly turned his head and saw the dense crowd of figures behind him.

There were also people standing behind him, but Wu He's treatment was completely different from Han Fei's.

Looking at these ghosts with blood-red flames burning on their bodies and faces with pain, anger, sadness, fear, and all kinds of negative emotions that seemed to be about to pounce on them and tear them into pieces in the next second, Wu He The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Although he knows that he is not the protagonist, the difference in treatment does not need to be so big, right? !After all, he had sacrificed a tooth. To put it in a more fantasy way, he had used his natal thing to make these things recognize their master. How could he have raised such a demonic sword that could kill its master at any time... …

"Ah~"

With a long sigh, Wu He put away the knife. Watching the group of ghosts behind him disappear, he could only shake his head and helplessly muttered to himself:
"Forget it, it's better than nothing. Although it is easy to kill the owner, it is still useful. It's not like you just break off your teeth and throw them in the face of the ghost..."

Now that mission one, escaping, has failed, we have reached the stage of mission two, resistance.

In other words, Wu He no longer needs to avoid those pig-faced monsters and can directly resist. This is a good thing.

Although this knife is a trap, it still adds a lot of combat power to him, which is still a good thing.

When facing good things, one should not cry with a sad face but should smile.

Lian Shang put on a smile again, put away his teeth of hatred, and planned to walk out of this twisted building. However, before he could take action, a sound of footsteps suddenly attracted his attention.

In an instant, Wu He stopped in his tracks and listened to the source of the movement...

Following that, without completely closing the door of the building, Wu He looked out, and then saw an old man with gray hair walking slowly outside the door without wearing a pig face mask.

The other party was also holding a black bag with a light red liquid on the surface. Although it was a little far away, Wu He couldn't see or smell what was inside, but Wu He's intuition told him that it was possible. It's meat.

As far as Wu He knew, there could only be two types of people in the Animal Alley without masks - those struggling to survive and the managers of all the animals in the Animal Alley.

You can tell what a struggling survivor should be like just by looking at Wu He. Wu He is even pretty good. After all, he is still quite capable. You can tell the real fate of ordinary struggling survivors just by looking at Wu He's sword. Therefore It’s pretty clear what’s going on…

Although there is no concrete basis, Wu He came to a somewhat dangerous conjecture:

"This guy is one of Spider's nine personalities?! A resident of the Butcher's House?!"

……

(End of this chapter)