It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

His other body parts were also burned to varying degrees, and he looked like he had been fished out of an iron furnace.

The tentacle with a part of the charred shell remaining was at least half as thin as before, and the body was now giving priority to repairing the brain, so it couldn't take care of the tentacles for the time being.

Although the basic structure was not damaged, it would definitely not be able to withstand Dickins' next attack in this state.

But Liu Zheng was not in a hurry, and even had the mind to shake off the burnt ash on his tentacles.

Because, Dickins, who had been so aggressive just now, was now shaking his head like a drunk.

And in the shriveled flesh of its chest, there was a black USB flash drive inserted.

“Name: A Complete List of Jargons of Internet Giants”

"Effect: After inserting into the target's body, it will cause confusion in the target's mind with a large amount of Internet giants' black language. The less the target knows about the Internet giants' black language, the better the effect."

Dickins, who had never even heard of the Internet, naturally had no idea what it was.

The words that were instilled into its mind were no different from the chatter of its superiors to it, and were even more difficult to understand than the chatter of its superiors.

"Quack! I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen!"

Dickins yelled like a human.

"Get out of my head, you devilish filth!"

It barked incoherently and waved its claws wildly.

However, its target was not Liu Zheng who was nearby, but the ground of the main sacrificial hall.

Deep claw marks were left on the rocky ground, and the splashing gravel was melted by the high temperature flames carried by the claws of the beast.

Of course, being so close, it was impossible for Liu Zheng to be completely unaffected.

The rubble, like the outer flames, created wounds on his body that looked horrifying.

But compared to being attacked head-on by Dickins, this accidental injury was not a big deal.

"Don't want to listen? That won't work. These are all wise sayings. If you master them all, you can at least die a decade or eight earlier."

Liu Zhengjian laughed.

Of course, although he was smiling, his heart was bleeding.

This collection of jargon used by the big Internet companies is a powerful single-target control and is the best choice among high-quality props. He had originally planned to use it to deal with Peacock, but ended up using it here.

Although it was not a loss to use the money to complete the transaction with the Blood Healing Church, Liu Zheng was still a little unhappy.

Who knows if this guy would start to act crazy again just because he said the word "gospel"?

As expected, these deviant believers have very strange trains of thought.

He used his four pink tentacles to tightly grasp the butcher knife. The hard metal pressed against the exposed flesh, causing waves of dull pain.

Liu Zheng ignored the pain coming from his body, raised the butcher knife high, and stabbed it into the wound on Dickins' chest.

The effect of "Eat Your Own Soul" was activated, and a large piece of flesh and blood was lost from his back.

Fortunately, it does not affect the force.

The tip of the knife successfully penetrated Dickins' body, flames spurted out from the gap, and burned Liu Zheng's two tentacles.

"Ow!"

Dickins roared in pain and subconsciously covered his wound.

Liu Zheng was prepared and jumped back before he was hugged by it.

He looked at his tentacles and found that the other two were only a quarter of their original thickness.

Not to mention that the butcher knife was still stuck in Dickins' chest, even if it was pulled out, it would be difficult for him to exert his power.

Fortunately, Liu Zheng has another weapon.

The boning knife is about one foot long, the blade is about two fingers wide and weighs about two pounds.

It was a bit light for him to use normally, but now it was very handy.

Liu Zheng pointed his hoof, jumped high, and stabbed Dickins' right forehead with the sharp tip of the knife.

There was a long narrow wound there, which looked like it was caused by some kind of dagger-like weapon.

Dickins, who was hit hard, regained some consciousness and raised his claws to slap him like slapping a fly.

Liu Zheng did not dodge or evade. Instead, he twisted his waist and hips in the air, squeezing out the last bit of strength in his body and pouring it into the boning knife.

The scabbed wounds opened up one after another, and blood spurted out of his body like water.

For a moment, his surroundings were filled with the stench of rotting plants.

The beast, which was extremely sensitive to the smell of blood, naturally smelled the scent as well.

"boom!"

Liu Zheng was knocked away again, and the boning knife pierced Dickins's claws and inserted into the wound on its forehead.

He hit the ground, pain from broken bones radiating from his entire body.

He struggled for a while, but couldn't get up immediately.

So Liu Zheng quietly pulled out the pistol from his waist, loaded the bullet, and aimed at the wound on Dickins' forehead.

"Name: Fake Walther PPK (disposable)"

"Effect: Fire a high-powered bullet. If the opponent is a leader, the bullet will have a guaranteed hit effect. If the opponent is a leader and has German ancestry, the bullet will have a guaranteed hit and a guaranteed kill effect."

As the founder and first high priest of the Blood Healing Church, Dickins should also have a leadership status.

However, Dickins covered his wound and did not fight back. Instead, he retreated with a distorted face.

Relying on the surprise of dealing with that group of inhumans in the Metropolis, Liu Zheng could barely make out that it should be an expression of fear.

"Ah! Filthy, filthy blood. Go away, go away!"

Dickins covered his eyes with his other paw and backed away, screaming as if he had seen something foul.

"No, although my blood is indeed not clean, isn't it a bit disrespectful for you to say it so directly?"

He was speechless.

"Besides, what good can the blood in your body be? At least I still have a human form, but you don't even have a human form anymore."

Liu Zheng taunted.

Dickins ignored what he was saying and just kept backing away until he reached the main altar.

It raised its head and looked at the headless angel.

"The secret blood is dazzling but ephemeral."

"O Ancient of Days, grant me Holy Communion."

"So alert, so eager."

"The only one to rely on, the only one to depend on."

"That sacred blood, the nectar of the source of blasphemy."

Dickins ignored the flames and blood flowing from his two wounds and whispered a prayer to the headless angel.

A ray of blood-red moonlight shone through the ceiling and illuminated the neck of the headless angel.

"Shit, it's time for phase two."

As a veteran ARPG game player, how could Liu Zheng not understand what this scene meant.

If this were a real game, he would have no choice but to wait patiently for the cutscenes before getting stuck into the next round of hard battles.

But he was not playing games now, so he decisively chose to interrupt.

"Oh!"

There was a gunshot.

A .50AE armor-piercing bullet flew out of the gun barrel and hit Dickins.

Dickins, who was praying, seemed to be aware of something and waved his claws to block the bullet.

However, when the two were about to collide, the bullet, which was originally flying in a straight line, suddenly turned upward, drew an arc, bypassed the beast's claws, and shot towards the wound on its forehead.

Deakins, who was already mentally ill, could not have imagined that such a thing would happen. He watched helplessly as the bullet shot into his skull.

The skull strengthened by the sacred blood is harder than steel, which in turn becomes the source of its disaster.

The bullet penetrated the atrophied brain tissue but failed to break out of the skull. Instead, it bounced back from the occipital bone, causing secondary or even multiple injuries in Dickins' brain, messing up his mind.

Even Liu Zheng, who had "rebirth of flesh and blood", could not withstand such damage, let alone Dickins, whose robustness was far inferior to his.

The devout and strange prayer came to an abrupt end. The huge beast put down its claws, tilted its head to one side, and the fire in its body gradually went out.

"Whoo~"

Liu Zheng let out a long sigh.

Although two high-quality disposable items were consumed, fortunately the target was successfully killed.

As long as Amelia can fulfill her promise and help him get the Blood Gem, the Holy Grail, and the umbilical cord of the Son of God, it will be a big profit.

To take a step back, as long as the Blood Healing Church can help him collect all those exotic ingredients from the Bloody Restaurant, then it wouldn't be a loss.

Just as Liu was about to step forward to retrieve the serrated butcher knife and the boning knife, he suddenly stopped.

Dickins's prayers had ceased, however.

The blood-red moonlight still did not disappear, and it was even brighter.

(End of this chapter)

282. Chapter 281 Anger as an ARPG Player

282.

"All your followers are dead, why are you still hanging around here?"

Liu Zheng curled his lips.

This guy isn't planning to just make up the numbers since he's already here, right?

He had a flash of inspiration.

If this were true, Liu Zheng wouldn't be too worried.

The person behind him is obviously much more powerful than this kind of indigenous evil god from the countryside.

And even if the gospel doesn't work, he still has the Gold Star Tank Medal.

Liu Zheng touched the five-pointed star on his chest. It felt hard but not cold.

However, the blood-red moonlight had no intention of shining on him.

Soon, sticky blood flowed out from the headless angel's neck, down his shoulders and arms, onto the bottle, and then flowed down along the mouth of the bottle, looking like it was flowing out of the bottle.

The blood, emitting an amber luster under the moonlight, dripped into Dickins' mouth, as if a mother was feeding her child milk.

The fire that had been extinguished gradually rekindled with the irrigation of fuel, and red flames erupted from its body.

"what!"

Dickins trembled and let out a cry that was unclear whether it was pain or pleasure.

"grass!"

Liu Zheng also cursed.

The second stage, right? Locking health and resurrecting, right? Are you playing tricks on me?

If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time.

Your blessings are limited in number, but my flesh and blood are endless!

Liu Zheng shook his recovered head and rushed towards Dickins.

The other party recovered slower than him, and only opened his eyes when he rushed to the seat.

Liu Zheng swung out his tentacles like a whip, hooked his two knives, and then pulled them back with force.

"Ow!"