This psychopath is too strong

All the alien races here have not advanced, and their strength is generally not very strong, probably only a little stronger than normal adult humans (PS: normal adult humans in the eyes of the protagonist are stronger than ordinary adults, similar to those who regularly exercise and exercise. ).

In terms of strength, the lizard man he beat at the beginning was actually the strongest.

In short, these alien races have strange appearances and are generally weak in strength. Most of them have no clothes on their bodies, and only a few alien races have clothes and weapons made by themselves.

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"It seems that condensing clothing and weapons requires a certain threshold, and it cannot be mastered by just coming from a foreign race."

"Other than that, this cohesive weapon is somewhat fragile."

Feng Bubu looked at the silver hand ax in his hand. This hand ax didn't look any different from the real one, and it was easy to use and very sharp.

But the quality is not very good, as long as it is hacked a dozen times, the ax will collapse and dissipate.

"If I keep condensing this kind of axe, it will consume me too much, and the efficiency of unarmed combat is relatively poor. It is better to find a weapon. Eh, what is that?"

Feng didn't know that he came to a place where more than a dozen corpses of fallen demons were piled up according to the sonar feedback of murmurs.

The body was still fresh, so it must have been killed not long ago.

Judging from the wounds on the corpses, these corpses should have been killed by the same person, basically all of them were killed by one blow. It seems that there should be a stronger alien race nearby not long ago.

And among the corpses of these fallen demons, Feng did not know to find a short sword with rust stains on the outside and exuding strange power.

The anomaly he sensed just now came from this dagger.

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Chapter 41 Weird Ability: [Tempered Horny]

The rusted short sword exuded a strange dark red light, and there were some strange murmurs faintly, trying to control Feng Zhizhi's arm, wanting him to stab the living creature and soak it in blood.

"You want to drink blood?"

Following Feng Zhizhi's words, the rusty dagger trembled slightly, as if agreeing with his words.

Feng didn't know how to stab the corpse of the fallen demon nearby several times with the dagger.

Some blood was stained on the dagger, and then the blood was absorbed by the dagger and disappeared.

"It seems that this dagger should be the weapon with the strange power mentioned by the shadow."

"I can get everything I want in the abyss, so if I want to bring this dagger back to reality, what should I do?"

Feng didn't know how to look at this strange dagger, flicked it with his fingers to check the material, and then broke it with his hands to test its toughness.

After that, the dagger was broken by Feng Zhizhi.

Yes, broken.

It doesn't mean that the weapon contains weirdness, but it means that the quality of the weapon will be good.

But Feng didn't know that it was not without gain. As the dagger was broken, the weirdness inside the dagger escaped.

Most of these escaping strangeness was inhaled by Feng Zhizhi, and the rest dissipated in the air.

This kind of weird rage is several times more violent than that of a rotting corpse, but it also contains more than ten times more energy.

In just a few breaths, Feng Bubu felt a strange feeling in his skin, as if he was full, and the alienation process of the skin also began to accelerate at this time.

The skin all over his body felt itchy. Feng rubbed his skin subconsciously, and soon found that some dead skin appeared on the surface of his skin.

Something was going on in his skin.

"Is this the so-called organ alienation?"

Feng Zhizhi murmured softly, and suddenly found a special change in his skin. To be precise, he had mastered a special ability.

Unlike the scorching power gathered into the fist in the state of breaking the shackles, this ability is more natural to use and consumes less.

It's probably like using his own limbs, such as raising his hand, blinking, etc., this ability has become a part of his body.

Feng Zhizhi stretched out his right arm, and soon there was a layer of cuticle around his fist, and it didn't take long for this layer of cuticle to have a metallic color like steel.

The name of this ability naturally appeared in his mind - [Toughened Horn].

With his current body, he can temporarily form a palm-sized [Toughened Horn], which can appear on any part of his skin. The consumption is extremely low, and it seems that it can last for a long time.

If his alienation stage continues, the area of ​​[Toughened Horn] will also become larger and larger.

Feng didn't know that he flicked his metallic right fist with the fingers of his left hand, making a sound like hitting metal.

The skin of his right fist has become as if it were metal, and it does not affect the movement. The movement of controlling the grip of his right fist is very smooth. The only change is that his fist has become a little heavier.

Without continuing to feel the [Tempered Horn] on the surface of the fist, Feng Zhizhi suddenly closed his eyes, focusing on feeling the strangeness in his own skin.

As the strangeness in the dagger was devoured, while the strangeness in his skin became stronger, it also became more and more irritable, and it was a little out of his control.

But this is not the point, the point is that he has a condition of indigestion.

Most of the weirdness in the dagger had been swallowed up by the weirdness in his skin, but what he swallowed were only some miscellaneous things, and the remaining weirdness became more and more pure.

This is a kind of weirdness related to blood, and it can no longer be swallowed by the weirdness in his skin.

And the weirdness of this blood is trying to blend into the weirdness in his skin.

But now he needs to make a choice.

The first option: let nature take its course, and integrate this blood-related weirdness into the weirdness in his skin, and the weirdness in his skin will undergo some unknown changes.

Option Two: Get this blood-related weirdness out of your body.

Regarding this, Feng didn't know and didn't struggle with it, and decisively chose to excrete it from his body.

Not to mention that he doesn't know much about weird powers, and he doesn't intend to fuse his own weirdness at will. Even if he really wants to fuse, he won't choose to fuse this kind of weak weirdness that he randomly picked up.

The next moment, Feng didn't know how to break the shackles of his body.

That kind of red light path quickly appeared on the surface of his skin, and through the strange guidance to himself, he quickly spit out a strange blood-colored smoke.

The weirdness related to blood was successfully excreted by him.

Whoosh!

Feng Zhizhi turned sideways slightly, and an arrow shot across his cheek.

He turned his head to look at the gray humanoid creature a hundred meters away, which looked like a dark elf.

The dark elf was a little surprised that Feng Zhizhi suddenly turned sideways to avoid her fatal arrow, but she didn't stop, and the arrows shot continuously, blocking all escape routes around Feng Zhizhi.

However, just when she thought she had the chance to win, she suddenly found that the human had disappeared from her sight...

After a few breaths have passed.

boom!

Feng Buzhi smashed the dark elf's skull with one punch, and after covering the fist with [Toughened Horn], his fist turned into a hammer.

But in terms of killing efficiency, his ax is better.

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Feng Buzhi raised his head and glanced at the information in the sky, then according to the feedback from the sonar, he headed towards seven o'clock, where there were three alien races waiting for him to hunt.

Soon, another three aliens were killed, and Feng Zhizhi had a simple backpack on his back, a backpack woven from bark.

This is the backpack that Feng Zhizhi condensed through his soul, because Pei Chao made up a similar one in reality, he is familiar with it, so it doesn't consume much.

At this time, there was a rotten corpse of a fallen demon in his backpack, and he decided to hunt and kill the aliens that appeared near him while sucking the strangeness from the corpse.

After all, the pressure these alien races put on him was too little, not even half of the pressure he was hunting goblins at night.

The massacre continued.

With the spread of the corrosive swamp, the alien races at the edge of the swamp became more and more dense, and Feng Zhizhi's killing became faster and faster. Many alien races in the blood mist did not understand what happened, and found that their consciousness was dark, and they died. Inexplicable.

……

In about two hours, Feng didn't know that he had killed more than 450 aliens.

During the hunt, two humans were also encountered.

Perhaps it was the long-term nagging of the shadows, or the compassion of Bodhidharma's personality, Feng didn't know that he didn't kill the two dying humans in exchange for killing points.

Yes, the two humans died soon after.

As time passed, the Corruption Swamp spread faster and faster, eventually spreading more than twice as fast as it started.

Countless alien races have been swallowed by the swamp of corruption.

When the number of remaining creatures was reduced to about 50, the spreading speed of the corrosive swamp reached its maximum, and the number of remaining creatures also began to decline like a cliff.

40 million, 25 million, 10 million, 5 million, 3 million...

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"Is there less than [-] left? It seems that I have to be more serious."

Feng Buzhi threw aside the backpack containing the rotting corpse of the fallen demon behind him. On the one hand, it was because he had completely absorbed the strangeness of the corpse of the fallen demon, and on the other hand, it was because carrying this backpack affected his ability to kill aliens. efficiency.

As there are fewer and fewer remaining alien races, these remaining alien races have obviously become stronger, and there are signs of a grouping...

Chapter 42 [Million Battle Royale] Finals

The massacre is still going on.

Although these alien races show signs of forming a group and their strength has become stronger, there is still a certain distance between them and Feng Buzhi.

Feng Zhizhi kept shuttling through the blood-colored mist like a ghost, harvesting the lives of alien races one after another.

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As the creatures on the scene continued to die, the numbers in the sky kept beating, and when the number dropped to 1000, the words and maps in the sky suddenly changed.

[Million Battle Royale enters the second stage]

[Please arrive at the target area within the time limit, those who do not reach the target area will be erased]

【Remaining time 04:58】

The remaining time keeps beating, and the map below also changes at this time. The scope of the map becomes smaller and clearer, and a red highlighted area is marked at the same time, which is the target location.

At the same time, a strong and strange murmur came from Feng Zhizhi's ear.

The whispered voice told him faintly that if he wanted to win, he had to go there.

"So that's it. Is this a reminder for ordinary aliens? It's just that there are a few more reminders, and there are four in total."

Feng Bubu said softly.

Yes, there are four eerie whispers, representing four directions, one of which is real and three of which are false.

As for the way to distinguish between true and false, if you can interpret the strangeness in detail like Feng Zhizhi, you can find that the three false whispers have their own loopholes.

For example, although the first murmur said that it would go to it if it wanted to win, but before this sentence, it also said a sentence, which means that what it said next was a lie.

Feng didn't know that he didn't continue to stay nearby to hunt the aliens. He was relatively far away from the marked position, so he had to act as soon as possible.

He quickly started running fast...

……

【Remaining time 01:03】

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After killing a few aliens wandering on the road, Feng Buzhi successfully reached the target area in the last minute.

Here are the ruins of stone buildings, what appears to be a town that has been abandoned for many years.

The ruins are covered with unknown brown moss, and some aggressive carnivorous plants are hidden in some rock crevices.

Through the sonar feedback, Feng Zhizhi quickly discovered a figure hidden under the rubble pile more than ten meters away. Its appearance was somewhat similar to that of a lizard man, but it was somewhat different.

"Snake man?"