In this area, there aren't many players, so the bloody weapons hunting them are also few.
After dealing with one, Zhao Yi and Luo Qili didn't encounter any more.
As they were about to reach the inner area, Zhao Yi stopped and let Luo Qili go ahead on her own, while he took another path.
He didn't return to the secret room but continued wandering in the maze.
With the map and his guidance, no one could reach the center of the maze faster than Luo Qili.
Others might have only made it halfway or just a little further.
They were like ants on a hot pan, anxious and scurrying aimlessly.
...
On the west side.
A few people were fleeing frantically, their bodies covered in wounds.
"What the hell is that thing?"
A female player screamed in terror, her blood-stained face bearing deep, bone-revealing scars.
Beside her, a middle-aged fat man gasped for breath and said, "I don't know!"
"It's terrifying!"
"The head was cut off, and it still came back to life!"
Whoosh!
From the distant corner behind them, a black shadow leaped out like a fierce tiger, chasing them with a grotesquely twisted posture!
Seeing this shadow, their faces turned pale!
"Damn it, why is it like a sticky plaster, can't shake it off?"
A short dwarf looked at the terrifying shadow getting closer and the others running faster ahead, and a Magnum appeared in his hand. He fired at the leg of the middle-aged man not far ahead!
Bang!
The middle-aged fat man let out a muffled groan and fell to the ground before he could even react in fear!
The dwarf quickly overtook him and ran off with the other players...
The middle-aged man looked up at the dwarf's retreating figure, cursing hoarsely, trying to stand up, but the heavy footsteps behind him seemed to pound on his chest, making his already powerless legs even weaker!
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Damn it!
Fear gripped his heart. He looked back to see the shadow slowing down, its eyes filled with a deathly aura fixed on him!
"No, don't kill me!"
"Please..."
He sat on the ground, retreating continuously, pleading with a pale face.
But before he could retreat far, he bumped into something. Before he could even turn around, a cold scalpel appeared from behind, gently and swiftly slicing across his neck!
First the skin, then the blood vessels.
Scarlet sprayed out.
The middle-aged man clutched his neck tightly, unable to utter a word, and collapsed on the ground.
In front of him stood a young, thin man.
His face was blurry, unrecognizable.
"You won't survive until the end of this game, let me help you leave faster."
The man smiled slightly.
The middle-aged fat man completely lost consciousness.
His hands fell open.
His face showed relief.
Zhao Yi looked up again, at the bloody weapon that had evolved two or three times, the scalpel in his fingers letting out a joyful hum.
With a primal desire.
It wanted to touch, to kiss the opponent's body... with its sharp side.
"Hello, let me introduce myself..."
"My name is... Zhao Yi."
As Zhao Yi finished speaking, their figures suddenly crossed!
The bloody weapon's hand pierced through Zhao Yi's chest, while Zhao Yi's scalpel sliced its neck!
Before losing strength, Zhao Yi kicked the bloody weapon's chest, retreating several steps, and the wound on his chest began to heal rapidly!
Weakness dissipated, strength returned to his body!
The bloody weapon's wound was also healing, blood vessels and muscle nerves growing from the neck's severed end, trying to reconnect with the body!
But Zhao Yi wouldn't give it the chance.
His scalpel danced, brutally and smoothly slicing open the bloody weapon's body, throwing its body parts one by one into the shredder!
The large metal box beside him trembled with excitement!
Clearly, it hadn't had such a satisfying grind in a long time!
Finally, Zhao Yi left a heart and a head.
He sat cross-legged on the ground, looking with interest at the bloody head and heart, his eyes shining, lost in thought...
The opponent clearly hadn't given up on the possibility of revival, the heart and head continuously splitting new cells, trying to grow a new body...
However, every time it grew a little, Zhao Yi would cut off a piece with the scalpel and toss it into the shredder...
At first, the head showed a ferocious anger and resentment, but gradually, it revealed a look of fear...
The metal box beside the man was an unknown entity, but once something was thrown in, it was completely cut off from the rest of its body...
Though it had strong self-healing and regenerative abilities, it couldn't escape the law of conservation of mass.
After less than ten minutes... it couldn't hold on anymore...
Zhao Yi looked at it with a grin, patting its head.
"Not so tough now?"
"Keep going?"
"Weren't you getting stronger the more you killed?"
The bloody weapon's eyes were hollow, its brain matter exhausted from the forced self-healing.
Its eyes retained the fear and confusion from before death.
It couldn't understand why such a freak existed in this world, actually guarding a corpse with a shredder...
How excessive...
...
In the live streaming room:
: Damn, I'm sick of watching this!
: Brother Zhao's condition is getting worse, can someone treat him?
: I don't get it... but I'm deeply shocked!
: First time seeing someone guarding a corpse with a shredder... it's absurd!
...
Finally,
Zhao Yi's scalpel sliced open its head.
Inside, it was already empty.
[Congratulations on killing the 'Bloody Weapon', your Soul Weapon has been enhanced.]
[You have obtained a new meme fragment, merging... merge failed, meme mismatch... devouring...]
[Evil Deity Meme devoured successfully, starting reconstruction... 0.15... meme reconstruction failed, insufficient energy... please try harder...]
[In this meme reconstruction, the player gained 13 Strength, and your innate bloodline 'Red Clothes' was awakened by a faint Evil Deity power.]
...
[Bloodline: Red Clothes]
[Type: Innate]
[Quality: ???]
[Level: 1]
[Note: Low-level bloodlines can be upgraded to level 3, mid-level to level 5, high-level to level 7, legendary bloodlines to level 9, and divine bloodlines to level 10]
...
Zhao Yi saw the system message and was slightly surprised.
Red Clothes.
These two words felt familiar to him.
But he couldn't recall any clues related to Red Clothes.
"Related to my missing memory?"
Zhao Yi squinted, smiling even more happily.
He had a memory that was missing.
Though he didn't know what he had forgotten.
But when the Red Clothes bloodline appeared, he distinctly felt an indescribable familiarity.
What an... unexpected gain!
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