It's time, it's time to switch to the cranial doctor

"I don't know..."

Speaking of it, Zhou Zhuo himself didn't know that he had killed all the way just now, but when he looked at the scoreboard, he had already reached the terrifying number of 77.

Killing players and NPCs counts as one point. If the other party has extra points, they can get half of the killing bounty. In general, Zhou Zhuo should have killed more than 60 players so far, yes The well-deserved king of murder.

"67 people! Do you understand this number? Every one of them was beaten to death by my pair of sandbag-sized iron fists. Do you understand?"

The banana man suddenly realized: "Understood brother, we will be teammates from now on, I will go to the front, and you will get the fruits of victory!"

"Transparent."

Zhou Zhuo gave a thumbs up and pulled Banana Man up.

It took a long time, deception and coercion, in order to find a suitable substitute.

The logic of his actions is very simple. Everything is for points. Just now, he used the power of NPCs to wipe out the players. Now that both sides have suffered damage, and all external unstable factors have been ruled out, then he should also win the resource point of the church. up.

Before that, the preparation that needs to be done is to get rid of the dependence on the extraordinary state.

The other party can give this kind of buff, and presumably can take it back at any time, which is why he has been using Banana Man to increase the buff layers of Scarlet Hunter just now.

The status is almost full, and then he only needs a lab rat who used to eat skills, and he is confident to draw from the bottom of the pot.

In order to achieve the ultimate goal, Zhou Zhuo has not shown his strongest combat power so far. The priest thinks that he is invincible in the church?He will soon know the power of crowd tactics.

The only regret is that he lost contact with Smelly again, the signal light that was already very close disappeared again, and there was no movement, as if a friend who was already close suddenly stepped on a trap in front of him and fell into the pit...

Smelly should be at the top of the food chain in this ecological environment. If the priest meets him, he will most likely have to carry the church and take the train overnight. dragged into a special space.

I thought that the small design left by Elvich could break through the limitations of the system, but now I can't steal chickens, but fortunately, I didn't lose money, which is not bad.

"Can you heal yourself?" Zhou Zhuo asked.

"Yes." Banana Man stood up, patted the mud and dust on his clothes, and said truthfully, "I have a passive skill of breathing back blood, as long as I keep breathing evenly, it will always restore my physical strength and health."

"... so perverted?" Zhou Zhuo was startled, "What is your occupation?"

"Detective." Banana Man said awkwardly, "I don't know why, the skills I've learned are all anti-fighting, and my friends don't team up with me anymore, and I wonder..."

To be honest, detective should be regarded as the most likely profession in Scream Feast. You can take the auxiliary route of pure investigation, or you can take the violence genre with guns, and even have special fighting skills, which is very comprehensive.

Zhou Zhuo couldn't help thinking about it, if he could learn to breathe and return blood, what would it be like then?With the support of the cranial doctor's suit and medicine, the opponent may not be able to return as quickly as him.

It's a pity that the only ones who can secretly learn other professional skills are fraudsters, and doctors don't want to think about these.

"Then go straight and follow me."

Zhou Zhuo always kept in mind the nearby roads, took the banana man around secretly, and came to the wall behind the church. With his extraordinary athletic ability, he jumped up and brought the clumsy banana man up.

"Brother, what are we doing here?" Banana Man always had a bad feeling, "This looks like a monastery."

"It's true, you can treat it as a monastery, we came in to steal things." Zhou Zhuo said.

"Is it bad to steal something?"

"It's really not good, so if I fail, I will choose to run away immediately - you know I won't take you with you?"

The banana man's complexion changed, and he said righteously: "It's just stealing something, there's nothing we can't do, don't let this old man go to the boudoir tonight and vacate it, tomorrow I will take his last name!"

"Reliable, you are this today."

Zhou Zhuo gave him a thumbs up, and then took the lead towards the clock tower.

There are three unsolved mysteries in the church, what is in the confession room, what is the priest's ability about the soul, and what role the bell can play.

The priest is a smart man, knowing that he is not good at commanding wars, he deliberately gave up the limelight to Zhou Zhuo to divert his attention. In fact, he secretly hid in the church, probably with other plans.

Zhou Zhuo took Banana Man through the back garden, did not meet anyone, did not find anything unusual, so he found the entrance of the clock tower smoothly, and climbed to the top along the ladder.

Beside him was the bronze bell that had summoned the soul earlier. From the outside, there was nothing unusual about it. After thinking about it, Zhou Zhuo directly picked up the drumstick hanging at the side, and handed it to the banana man.

"Huh?" Banana Man was taken aback for a moment, "What's the matter?"

"Knock." Zhou Zhuo pointed to the copper bell and said, "Don't be polite to me, show the courage to empty the priest's boudoir."

The banana man broke out in sweat.

There is nothing wrong with the matter of ringing the bell. The key lies in asking him to do something that a sledgehammer dare not do.

"Do I have any other options?"

Even though he already knew that he was going to be a thief, normal people would still hesitate more or less in front of him.

"Yes." Zhou Zhuo nodded, picked up the hammer and placed it beside him, "If you don't ring the bell, I will ring you. Choose one, and don't let yourself regret it."

"Okay, I'm fine." Banana Man held up his palms, "Brother, I'll knock right away."

The banana man held the drumstick tightly, twisted his body, and knocked on the bronze bell with all his strength. Zhou Zhuo, who was standing aside, could even hear the click of the lumbar intervertebral disc, but even so, the bronze bell still couldn't make any sound. .

The astonished Banana Man tried a few more times, but still failed to ring the bronze bell. His face was covered in sweat, and he said awkwardly, "Brother, this is not my problem, is it?"

"No."

Zhou Zhuo shook his head, took the drumstick and hit it himself, but also failed to make any sound. The props in front of him completely exceeded the limits of physical rules, as if reminding Zhou Zhuo that some kind of activation item was missing.

"When the bell rang, the corpse collector was found. The target of the priest's ability is also the soul. Is it necessary to ring the bell in the state of a soul?"

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhuo took out the broken mirror covered in blood, and before he could speak, the butterfly hiding in it appeared in front of his eyes, grabbed the drumstick and smashed it at the bronze bell.

The familiar bell finally rang, and the sound was much louder than imagined. Zhou Zhuo, who was standing beside him, immediately lost his hearing, his whole brain was drowned out by the devastating sound, and the world was spinning.

After a short period of darkness, Zhou Zhuo opened his eyes and found himself sitting on a pew in the church. The aura of the murderer king and his extraordinary state had been stripped away, and the empty shells around him were full of spirits, and they raised their heads blankly.

The priest rushed in from the backyard in a hurry, his expression no longer as calm as before.

"Damn, what did you do!"

"Uh..." Zhou Zhuo tilted his head, his tone was natural, "A little trial?"

"You will regret this."

The priest took a step back, and all the congregants stood up, casting their unemotional gazes at Zhou Zhuo. The curtain of the confession room was lifted, and a person walked out from it, who was the body collector who had fought with Zhou Zhuo before.

He came to the priest, bowed respectfully, and whispered, "It's ready."

"A little earlier than expected... a bit rushed, but should be enough."

The priest frowned, obviously not in a good mood, and then looked at Zhou Zhuo who was surrounded heavily, as if he had found the answer.

"But with your accident, it's not too yaw, and you will pay for it."

"Are you sure I will pay the price?" Zhou Zhuo reached into his pocket and touched it, confirming that the mirror was still in his hand, his mouth hardened instantly.

"Of course, I'm sure." The priest sneered, and gestured to the corpse collector, "Do it, reform him again, don't miss it again this time."

It turned out that he knew it a long time ago, but kept hiding it all the time. He didn't expect the showy Zhou Zhuo to circle around, return to the church, and even rang the bronze bell.

"Then I'm welcome."

Zhou Zhuo pressed his finger on the sharp edge of the lens, and squeezed out a small amount of blood. In just an instant, scarlet blood swept the entire church.

Chapter 282 God Killer

Losing the promotion of his extraordinary state, Zhou Zhuo felt unprecedentedly tired, as if an invisible force was trying to pull his soul out of his mind, and it was indeed a terrible thing for a nightmare-level ghost to attack with all its strength.

Zhou Zhuo didn't dare to take it too seriously, and injected the last sedative into his body, feeling as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on his brain.Consciousness regained clarity and thinking was functioning normally.

He swung the Skull Crusher, activated his transformation ability, swung it in a circle, knocked away the surrounding believers, and opened up an open space.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhou Zhuo took out the employee handbook, summoned all the employees, and inserted an injection of epinephrine into the vein again. Pushing it to the end, it was like stuffing a ball of flame into the heart. The blood swims and gallops in the body, bringing infinite vitality.

Not just the body, the shadow under Zhou Zhuo's feet suddenly boiled, the bandage man, the wheelchair sister, the dirty Anderson, the gambler, and the newly recruited talented dancer Muzi all slowly emerged from the shadow——

The last person seemed to have just woken up, still a little dazed, her body swayed, and she almost fell asleep on the spot, but Zhou Zhuo reached out to support her.

At this moment, a beam of powerful lights came from a distance, casting delicate silhouettes on the group of people, giving the impression of an evil force appearing on the scene.

It's time!

Zhou Zhuo looked back and saw that the source of light came from the door of the church. It turned out that Sun Cha was holding up the spotlight to fill in the light. Then Lin Slowly, Ma Lou, and Jack on crutches walked out from behind.

If nothing else, this group of people should be the largest and most evil black force in Church Street, bar none.

The priest did not expect that the skull-crushing doctor who broke into the enemy camp alone would bring so many people with him. Of course, even Zhou Zhuo himself did not expect this situation. The situation between the two sides was completely reversed in an instant.

"Do it."

Following Zhou Zhuo's order, a chaotic battle broke out, and the employees who received the bloodthirsty bonus showed their fighting power beyond imagination.

The bandages on the bandaged man spread like tree roots, entangled the bodies of those believers, and injected toxins enough to rot biological tissues into their flesh.

The pool of blood on the ground became a perfect mirror, through which the sister's head transmitted the curse to all directions, forming a network of links.

My sister stretched out her pale and skinny palm under her sick clothes, pierced the cheek of the skull in her arms, and slowly tore it apart. Those cursed targets also suffered the same damage feedback, and half of their faces were stripped out of thin air, leaving only Pale bones that are heavily bloodshot.

Ma Lou threw a smoke bomb towards the ground, marking the enemy's position in the chaos, took out the spray gun and shot it, instantly sweeping down a large group of believers who were controlled by the staff.

Anderson, whose blood was boiling, was not a combat unit at all. At best, he acted faster when giving people potions, and there was really no improvement.

He didn't seem to know what to do right now, he exchanged a glance with the gambler next to him who was also doing nothing, and was about to lie down on the ground and do two push-ups to make up his count.

As a result, the gambler was slowly rushed over by the iron-hating Lin and dragged aside, just like his mother rushing to the park to drag the silly boy home, and broke up on the spot.

The most embarrassing thing was Muzi. The excitement brought about by the bloodthirsty made her a little more energetic, but she was not sober. The first time she wanted to hug something to lean on, it happened that Zhou Zhuo was right next to her. , and pulled it up easily.

It was fine for Xiao Jiu to bully him before, after all, he was an uncompetitive kid, but now it is different for Muzi, the high school girl insists that it is not illegal, God knows Zhou Zhuo, an outlaw lunatic, will do something.

So Lin slowly rushed over again, grabbed Muzi, with a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right, adding a sense of family comedy to the dark and bleak battle scene...

During the scuffle, Zhou Zhuo had already taken care of those outside matters flawlessly, and his body was undergoing drastic changes.

Adrenaline swam around in the blood and began to take effect, dispelling the strong discomfort caused by the special tranquilizer. With the effect of the spotlight, Zhou Zhuo felt that his physique was undergoing a qualitative leap, and his bones and muscles began to swell. There was a sharp pain, as if something was going to come out of it——

Hey, hey, the probability of less than 1% won't be triggered, right? !

Zhou Zhuo never expected that the luck attribute would have an effect on such a strange event. When he came back to his senses, his body was raised out of thin air, almost reaching the height of the executioner. He was very burly, but not too fat. Every point of physique has been added to the muscles, and it can be said that it is completely born for fighting.

Beast, there is no doubt about it, even if he didn't attack, Zhou Zhuo could feel the fear from the reaction of those believers retreating on their own.

Jack, who was the last to enter the door, raised his head and looked at the sticky pool of blood on the ground in surprise. He tried to touch it with his cane. Unexpectedly, the blood color climbed up along the countless live iron wires that constituted the cane.

"Sorry sorry, don't be nervous, aren't we on the side?"

Jack's cane disintegrated in an instant, turning into countless twisted iron wires, and reunited within a second, throwing off the attached blood beads, and the weapon itself was not damaged.

At the same time, a naked, blood-colored woman emerged from the pool of blood, without facial features, staring at the priest in front of her.

"I can only promise to hold him back," Butterfly said.

"Can't beat it?"

Zhou Zhuo was a little surprised. He found that after his body swelled, his vocal cords also changed, and his voice became extremely deep and hoarse. Even without pinching his throat, it was like a strange sound squeezed out of a broken bellows.

"It can't be killed. I'm an assassin, and there's no absolute chance of winning in a frontal battle. Besides, I have no reason to work so hard for your affairs, right?"

"Okay, then two on one?"

"can."

Butterfly dived into the pool of blood, Zhou Zhuo flew to start, his speed was at least twice as fast as before, and there was a roaring wind when he ran.

The extremely cold field began to spread outward, and even the blood pool on the church floor was covered with a layer of deep purple frost. The body collector standing next to the priest started, but before he could take a step, the half-beast Zhou Zhuo had already Run in front of him at a speed close to teleportation.

Swing the hammer!

The simplest action produced the effect of a large-scale spell strike. A large piece of masonry fragments on the ground was mixed with blood splashes, like a waterfall hanging upside down.

The priest reacted quickly, and pulled the body collector backwards to avoid the butterfly. The butterfly was hidden in the splashed blood, and suddenly two fingers with a sharp iron piece came out from behind and swiped across the front.

"hiss--"

The priest stretched out his hand to block the attack path like a prophet, and a huge bloody gash was drawn on his forearm. He gasped, and the pain made him instinctively withdraw his hand.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the wound suddenly had a force that separated the flesh and blood like a sharp sword, and penetrated to the inside. When he came back to his senses, the corpse collector's neck had been pierced by dense blood beads.

His eyes became gray and he lost his spirit, but his body still moved involuntarily. As the priest retreated together, the frost did not stop, but continued to spread.

"The weakness is in the heart." Zhou Zhuo said, "I can feel it."

"I don't need your reminder."

Zhou Zhuo stepped on the ground, splashing a large amount of blood, and attacked again at the moment when his sight was blocked.

To be honest, Zhou Zhuo is not a person who is good at fighting. When it comes to fighting skills, neither of them may be able to beat Lin Slowly, who has practiced self-defense since childhood, let alone this kind of serious battle that is about life and death.

However, the half-beast state endowed him with super intuition in battle, allowing Zhou Zhuo to find the opponent's weakness without thinking. Even though his sight was completely blocked, he could clearly feel that the person opposite was retreating in a posture facing him .