The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Tang Tang kicked the thing hard, but it seemed to have no effect at all. It made no sound and had no reaction.

Tang Tang frowned, having a bad feeling in his heart.

not right...

This person's reaction was very slow. She kicked him several times accurately, but he didn't react at all.

Tang Tang could only smell the smell of blood that was getting closer and closer, and there seemed to be some rotten and smelly smell mixed in with the blood.

"Click."

Tang Tang's pupils shrank, and without further probing, he said directly, "Tong Bao, knife!"

Before she finished shouting, the Minghong Sword appeared in her hand.

The magic sword that had been silent for a hundred years finally came out on this foggy night. Tang Tang seemed to be able to hear the humming sound of the sword in his hand.

She held the knife in her backhand, dodged the suddenly approaching hand, and then raised the knife and swung it down.

"Zheng——"

There was a flash of white light, and Tang Tang paused for a moment before cutting off the hand that was attacking her.

Or maybe the palm of your hand.

Tang Tang was very confident in her own strength. She made sure that there was no problem with the position of her swinging the knife, and also made sure that she had cut off the opponent's palm at the base.

However, even so, no screams of pain were heard in the fog. She could only smell the increasingly strong smell of blood and the approaching footsteps.

Damn, what the hell is that?

She narrowed her eyes and smiled coldly, "Okay, I want to see what this thing is."

Tang Tang suddenly bent down, his body drew a flexible arc, raised his hand to grasp the Minghong Sword, and then chopped down with force.

"Boom-"

Got it!

Tang Tang felt the knife in his hand embedded in the flesh and then cut the opponent's bones.

The hard bone blocked the blade's path.

Tang Tang's eyes were filled with rage. She was going to chop off this man's legs today! Didn't you say you wouldn't scream? Okay! She would chop this man into a human stick, and he wouldn't be able to run away. She would then take a good look at what this thing was.

Anyway, Tang Tang was certain that the person who attacked her in the fog was definitely not a human.

In other words, he is definitely not a normal human being.

How is it possible that someone could remain silent after being stabbed countless times... Or even not silent at all, but the movements were without any hesitation or pause.

It's like I can't feel any pain.

……

Tang Tang was numb from chopping.

Her hands were shaking so much that they felt a little hot. The smell of blood was so strong that it was almost sticky. Tang Tang thought she was dreaming as she kept chopping and hacking.

Finally, after one last powerful blow, she heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground as she wished.

Not moving anymore.

Finally stopped.

Tang Tang slowly straightened up, looked at the thick fog in front of him, and exhaled slowly.

What she couldn't see was that on the silver-white blade of the Minghong Knife, as the tip of the knife pointed downward due to her force, drops of blood were rolling down.

The blood drop was horrible, red to the point of being almost black, and much more viscous than ordinary blood, like a rotten and spoiled sticky substance.

Tang Tang subconsciously swung the knife, and blood splashed out and fell into the muddy soil.

Quiet.

At this moment, Tang Tang was the only one left in the thick fog. The strange thing with its hands and legs cut off no longer made any sound.

However, just as Tang Tang drooped his eyelids and was about to go back, he suddenly heard a rustling sound at his feet.

It was the sound of a body moving on the ground.

And it was obvious that the sound was also approaching Tang Tang, getting closer, closer, closer...

Rustling.

Rustling.

Rustling.

Tang Tang frowned and lowered his head, then kicked in the direction of the sound.

The thing made no sound and seemed to roll a few times on the ground.

However, after being forced to move away from Tang Tang, the thing's crawling speed on the ground suddenly became incredibly fast.

Tang Tang had chopped off the creature's hands and legs, so it had no leverage and could only crawl on the ground like a worm, relying on the muscles all over its body.

Originally the sound of the crawling was very slow, but after being kicked by Tang Tang, it suddenly crawled like crazy, regardless of any cost.

Tang Tang could even hear the teeth-grinding sounds of muscles breaking and bones twisting coming from that thing.

For some reason, a picture suddenly appeared in Tang Tang's mind.

She didn't even need to imagine it; she could imagine this strange human body without arms and legs like a bald maggot, desperately arching its back and wriggling on the ground.

A little disgusting...

Tang Tang took a step back, but did not intend to kill the thing on the ground that he could not see clearly.

She was curious.

Tang Tang couldn't kill the thing on the ground, so he could only try to wait until the fog dissipated.

Fortunately, after the fight and exploration, the sun gradually rose in the sky. The sunlight slipped in through the gaps in the leaves, and refracted dazzling rays of light in the thick fog.

One beam of light, two beams of light, three beams of light...

As the light became more and more, the thick fog dissipated quickly, and those strange tree shadows that looked quite hideous in the fog were now just lush green trees.

It was like a horror movie suddenly faded and suddenly jumped from a theater of the dead to a youth comedy.

So absurd and nonsensical.

……

After the fog gradually dissipated, the surrounding environment finally became clear.

The black muddy ground was covered with countless crushed moss fragments, and red and black sticky blood, like rotten tomato sauce, soaked the entire land.

Broken flesh, bones, and severed limbs.

Two twisted hands that looked like dried chicken claws were cut off directly from the forearms.

The other two thighs were as white as boiled chicken that had been fully marinated in salt. The cuts were smooth, and you could see the cross-shaped bones and the tendons that had long since rotted and necrotic.

Tang Tang looked closely and saw that the severed limb on the ground was covered with irregular black spots.

Those black spots were not moles, but sunken ones. The skin on the surface of the black spots seemed to have turned into a sticky semi-fluid long ago. The flesh under the black spots was bright red and black, and gave off a faint smell of decay.

The body was still crawling. Tang Tang looked over and stepped back in disgust.

It can be barely seen that the thing that keeps squirming on the ground is originally a European white person.

But at this moment, he looked more like an alien or a mutated alien creature.

The man's head was as smooth as a boiled egg, without any hair, but his skin was as thin as the outer wall of a balloon that would burst with a poke. Tang Tang could even see the black blood vessels inside his scalp.

This man was missing an eyeball, as if it had been pecked and eaten by some bird. There were also red nerves sticking out of his eye socket, sticking stickyly to the bridge of his nose.

[I am in a bad mental state from moving so much, so I write something weird]