Apocalypse Forecast

Chapter 977: Chapter 670: Shock Therapy_2

Liu DongLi chuckled, glancing around: ”Seems like you’ve picked quite the spot, who was the kind soul that got you such a large estate in the Tanbo Inner Circle?”

”That’s a business secret.”

God City Future asked softly: ”Why are you still standing there, Liu DongLi, are you waiting for something? Back in the day, you’d have charged over and taken my head already, wouldn’t you?”

Liu DongLi laughed indifferently: ”Just you alone? Doesn’t excite me much. Where is the big shot backing you? Or do you think you’ve grown up, ready to leave the nest and soar on your own?”

”The Healer is not here; he has his own work, his own mission.”

God City Future slowly shook his head, his eyes turning playful: ”Why are you so fixated on him, Liu DongLi? Aren’t you here for me?

I know you, Liu DongLi, if you wanted to kill me, you wouldn’t waste so many words, so what’s with the long wait?

Isn’t the hope to save the Tanbo Inner Circle right in front of you? Just kill me...or do you have another purpose?”

He paused, revealing a mocking smile: ”Liu DongLi, are you really as noble as you say? Did you come back here for the Tanbo Inner Circle, or for yourself?”

”Questions.”

In the silence, Liu DongLi flicked the ash from his cigarette, sighing softly: ”You have too many questions, I don’t even know which one to answer first.”

”Then no need to answer, you’re there, I’m here, that’s the best outcome.”

Amid the surrounding cries and groans, God City Future slowly opened his arms, softly declaring: ”Come, kill me, or I will kill you—”

With his words, sharp screams burst forth.

On either side of Liu DongLi, from behind curtains those deformed bodies burst instantly, sharp limbs tearing through decayed skin, skillfully bred mutant species emerged from containers, eagerly tearing at the rags before them, pouncing on the nearby blood feast.

No need for Mirror World’s assistance, this place had long since become the Ranch Owner’s Fasting Circle.

Now, after long cultivation, his children have descended upon this chaotic land!

”For a moment.”

Liu DongLi exhaled smoke from the corner of his mouth, chuckling softly: ”I thought you were going to reason with me...”

Underneath the pitch-black raincoat, two cold glints of iron flashed, gripped in both hands.

He took a deep breath, the cigarette at his lips brightening with a fiery glow.

In that instant, the iron light crisscrossed the air, effortlessly slicing through the twisted limbs and monsters, foul blood spraying out.

It was hard to describe whether at that moment there stood a person, a ghost unseen, or something more terrifying and hideous.

Liu DongLi moved forward, stepping on the sticky black blood.

Under the cover of the raincoat, his face was unclear, only the glowing cigarette flickering in the air.

So ephemeral.

It seemed weightless.

The constant hissing cries erupted with the bursting of flesh, responded by grenades and explosives thrown carelessly, a fierce roar burst in this not so narrow space, stirring waves of air.

In the scorching burning wind, the ghost moved forward, iron light crossed and emitted sharp cries.

A huge mutant Spider suddenly lunged down from behind, and then in mid-air, its massive limbs were already torn apart, iron light like a Flying Bird, spread its wings, dancing in this confined space, like the world’s cruelest and coldest dance.

Even death seemed to have become an art.

As that figure slowly moved forward, rapidly spreading.

As the ceiling shattered, a winding Giant Serpent extended out from the cracks, then iron light burst, spanning a long distance, sealing both the unspilled venom and blades inside its open throat.

The dagger hilt vibrated with heat, spewing a scarlet glow, an explosion erupted.

Standardized throwing dagger.

The Dark Legion’s most skillful and proficient assassination equipment, indispensable for soldiers carrying out extermination missions in secrecy. But no one had ever used every inch of its blade so perfectly, causing such terrifying carnage.

When the surging monsters became a tide, the advancing figure seemed like a reef.

Neither dodging nor retreating.

Just stepping forward.

Hidden beneath the black raincoat seemed to be endless weapons, be it daggers, explosives, pistols, or knives, all perfectly maneuvered between ten fingers.

God City Future watched the slaughter indifferently, stepping back, always keeping a safe distance.

But amid the monsters’ carnage, a heavy dog’s leg knife whistled over, slicing a grim gash on his face.

Following that, the black raincoat broke through the blood-drenched air, like dark clouds roaming between walls and ceilings, speed unbelievably fast, trajectory undetectable.

God City Future retreated again, palm pressed on the hospital bed.

Behind the curtain, that recently operated on deformed teenager suddenly convulsed, limbs twisted, crawling on the ceiling, opening a mouth full of sharp teeth, biting towards Liu DongLi.

In the next instant, his head was airborne.

Simply, pathetically weak.

God City Future already, so close!