CHAPTER 80: CHAPTER 80: DEMON AMONG MEN

This is an enclosed underground space, but the corridor is not completely dark; there is a soft white light at the stairway.

As Su Changxing approached, he discovered it was a tube emitting white fluorescence, placed here as a stair light.

"This seems to be something from the little boy’s memory. Can it absorb energy from the air and emit light?"

Su Changxing touched the tube, expecting it to feel like plastic, but instead, it felt like marble, cold and chill.

This was something developed by Shield Company before the apocalypse fully descended.

This floor is not the lowest; it is still possible to continue going down.

Su Changxing could vaguely hear a series of miserable cries coming from below, seemingly a woman’s scream.

There’re still people below.

Thinking briefly, Su Changxing slowed his pace, walking down step by step, carefully perceiving the surroundings, with the pistol already in his hand, ready to act at any moment.

The best scenario is that there’s only one enemy below, and he hasn’t been noticed, allowing him to assassinate with a bow and arrow.

If there are more than two enemies, then he’ll greet them directly with the pistol.

Upon descending completely, this is the lowest level, and standing at the staircase entrance, a rich stench of blood assaults Su Changxing’s senses.

Many people have died here.

The screams are now very clear.

He gazes inside through the not-so-long corridor, frowning involuntarily; it’s a broad hall, with dozens of bodies hanging indistinctly.

Some bodies have already dried out, while others are still dripping fresh blood, hanging like slaughtered pigs and sheep.

There’s an orange-red firelight in the depths of the darkness.

A brawny man with short hair, wearing a leather jacket, stands holding a razor in front of someone tied by the hands and hanging upside down.

"No, I beg you, stop torturing me, kill me, kill me."

"Kill me..."

In the flickering firelight, the short-haired man moved slowly but precisely, slicing off pieces of flesh from the thighs of the upside-down person smoothly.

He resembles the most skillful chef.

Blood gushed down from the woman’s forehead, landing on the bright red floor.

The woman hanging upside down screamed and struggled constantly, yet her whole body was firmly fixed by ropes, unable to move.

After slicing off a piece of flesh and placing it into a basket, the man punched the hanging woman silently on her head, bringing instant silence to the hall.

"What are you screaming for, been yelling for days, aren’t you tired?"

The man showed a lewd smile, he just liked this kind of scream, it always lightened his mood.

The woman’s ability was very peculiar, she could regenerate the flesh on her body endlessly, recovering fully in half a day without consuming any food, just needing some water.

But strangely, she had none of the combat power belonging to a Power User, four days ago, he caught this little lamb effortlessly.

This is nature’s gift, a natural ingredient, death is impossible for her.

To be honest, this woman is quite charming, with fair and tender skin, her face and figure almost perfect, could she be a star from their world?

Unfortunately, she is merely an ingredient, not allowed for personal enjoyment...but now there’s no one, secretly using her a bit shouldn’t matter, hehe.

The blindfolded and upside-down woman heard the rustling sound of clothes being taken off, roughly guessing what this madman intended to do.

But she no longer cared about these things; the endless agony tortured her spirit on the brink of collapse.

She just wanted to die; death was the only relief.

She now, in a truest sense, found life worse than death.

Su Changxing’s face twitched uncontrollably, feeling these survivors are all perverts, complete perverts; that woman’s flesh was half gone, yet he still had such thoughts.

This was the dark aspect nurtured under the oppressive environment of the apocalypse, amplifying the darkness in human hearts to the extreme.

The survivors of this world are somewhat twisted, all twisted away from humanity.

So-called demons might just be this.

Su Changxing closed his eyes, then opened them slowly, filled with anger, carrying the last remnant of youthful blood in the apocalypse.

Not for anything, just witnessing a possibly common scene in this doomsday world.

Human nature is complicated, sometimes shedding tears over trivial matters, and feeling numb between life and death at times.

Su Changxing eyed coldly, aiming for the man’s head from a distance, silently pulling the bowstring.

This is his only assassination technique, and there’s no way he could sneak up with a knife; he’d probably be noticed after a few steps.

The man’s smile while unbuttoning suddenly stiffened; he sensed danger, swiftly dodging backward, feeling a slight airflow on his face.

"Thunk~"

A dark arrow heavily nailed into the adjacent wall, causing several cracks.

The man, maintaining the pants-dropping posture, evaded suddenly, losing his balance, falling backward to the ground.

Simultaneously with the arrow being shot, Su Changxing sensed the arrow would be dodged, charging forward wielding a Steel Saber.

He needed to resolve this man swiftly to prevent causing too much disturbance to alert other survivors here.

As the short-haired man got up, Su Changxing arrived in front of him, lifting the blade high, putting all his strength into a ferocious slash.

The short-haired man proved more composed than expected, without a weapon, he fruitfully raised his arms in defense, with his skin rapidly transforming into a metallic texture.

This is an Extraordinary.

Su Changxing judged in his heart, estimating it as the Hardened Skin ability, yet his hand didn’t stop, slashing down mercilessly.

"Snap~"

The sound of bones breaking.

The man blocked the strike with his hands; his resilient skin didn’t even break, yet the bones in his left arm shattered completely.

Resilient skin could fend off the blade’s sharpness but not the impact.

"Ah~"

A pained scream echoed in the room.

The man collapsed on the ground, his facial expression almost distorted, one arm’s bone brutally smashed despite possessing enhanced bones much harder than ordinary people, almost akin to solid stone.

He struggled to imagine the colossal strength of this young man before him.

A top-notch Power User of strength type?

Su Changxing paused for a moment, swinging down the saber again at the man, sparing no breathing room for him.

The man couldn’t evade, forced to brace himself, using the other hand to block.

"Snap~"

With the sound of bones breaking again, the other hand was also broken.

Amidst immense pain, tears rolled down his eyes, desperately crawling backward, crying, "Don’t kill me, don’t kill me..."

He saw the young man dragging an iron sledgehammer from goodness knows where, expressionlessly approaching him.

Su Changxing brought the hammer down steadily on his head, the man immediately went limp, and the metallic hue on his skin quickly faded.

The phone pinged with a kill notification.

[Killed a human (Extraordinary), gained 500 Points]

"Doesn’t seem like a very clever ability."

Su Changxing remarked flatly, looking at the corpse on the ground, this Extraordinary seemed relatively much weaker compared to the ones encountered before.

The short-haired man had a chance to dodge Su Changxing’s first strike but insisted on relying on his ability to endure Su Changxing’s attack.

He had too much confidence in his ability and completely underestimated Su Changxing’s speed and strength.

Su Changxing’s body had undergone eight Attribute Enhancements; even an ordinary person like that could fiercely contend with these Extraordinaries, let alone he himself is also an Extraordinary.