Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

Chapter 1200 Damn, I have someone above me

After smashing through the horde of zombies, Du Weiguo soared into the sky like a dragon.

"Shuashua~"

The dark golden blade light crisscrossed, and with just three or two strikes, he cleanly cleared out the surrounding thugs, killing many people.

Du Weiguo took off his mask, wiped the blood from his mouth and nose with his hand, and twisted his neck.

"Hehehe~" The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing his snow-white teeth, and his smile was particularly creepy.

"Swish!" Du Weiguo swung his sword again to cut off the heads of three zombies that were approaching. He then took the time to look at himself.

Tonight, he was wearing a dark green windbreaker-style combat suit.

This is the field uniform that the Royal Special Air Service Regiment of England ordered last year. The style is a bit similar to Citi's M65 field jacket, but with a lapel. It is both beautiful and sturdy.

At this moment, this beautiful military uniform had been torn to pieces, and there were many teeth marks on the exposed skin, but not even a drop of blood was shed.

These zombies are much stronger and faster than ordinary people, but their means of attack are very simple.

It's nothing more than grabbing with hands and biting with teeth, and no weapons are used.

However, their fingers and teeth were still at the level of ordinary people and could not hurt Du Weiguo at all.

Not to mention fingers, for Du Weiguo, it's just like tickling. Even teeth, no matter how strong or tough they are, can't break through his skin defense.

There is a small zoo in the old palace in Liad. Du Weiguo once sneaked in and did a simple test of his skin defense.

Now, no beast below the size of the crocodile can break through his defense, not even the wild wolves, whose big teeth are broken and cannot pierce his skin.

"That's it? Damn, these weird guys, could they be silver-plated spears?"

Du Weiguo swung the Fuchen in his hand, making a gorgeous knife flower, and muttered to himself with contempt.

Just now, he was hit by a consciousness attack similar to mental piercing, which was quite powerful. It made blood spurt out of his nose and mouth. He was also knocked down by the zombies and looked very embarrassed.

Even the overall strength of this mental piercing is not weaker than that of Miss Hu.

However, Du Weiguo was not surprised but happy, because as his sensitivity became stronger, he could already sense that this mental piercing was a paper tiger with a strong exterior but a weak interior.

Looks like goods.

The mental piercing attack just now was powerful enough, but its accuracy was not good enough and its composition was quite complicated.

It was not emitted by one person, but was accomplished by the combined mental strength of four people.

To be more precise, it was one strong and three weak. It was more like four people used their mental power to pierce his sea of ​​consciousness at the same time and in sync.

At this moment, the tingling sensation in his brain had long disappeared. Du Weiguo grabbed a few evil pills and put them into his mouth, chewing them with a playful look in his eyes.

"Even if the four of you work together, you're no match for my Big Fox. Hehe, the backlash from my skills must be pretty painful."

"Ho ho ho~"

At this moment, the zombies surrounded them from all directions, roaring.

The one rushing in the front row was a young girl, about 15 or 6 years old. It can be seen that she was very beautiful when she was alive, at least she could be considered a village beauty.

"Made!"

A look of disgust and pity flashed across Du Weiguo's eyes. The next moment, he jumped onto a big tree like a cheetah and stopped chopping and killing.

It's tragic enough that she died innocently at such a young age and her corpse was turned into a half-human, half-ghost corpse. Just leave her body intact.

Strictly speaking, these minions all died because of him. As the saying goes, when gods fight, mortals suffer.

"I can control the white smoke in the sky, control these ghostly zombies, and perform joint mental piercing. I guess these bastards don't have any other curses.

It's the same old three things over and over again, nothing new, with just these two skills, you still dare to provoke me? You are simply courting death!"

Staring into the depths of the white fog, Du Weiguo's eyes flashed with a fierce light that seemed to be real.

At this time, a tide of zombies had surrounded the big tree where he was living. The young zombie girl took the lead and climbed up quickly, less than one meter away from him.

"Damn it! If you don't have any other tricks, I won't have time to play house with you!"

Du Weiguo became even more furious and cursed coldly.

Before he finished his words, the Nine Nether Lock shot out like lightning and hooked onto a large tree right in front of him. His figure also soared into the air and rushed towards the depths of the white fog like a dragon.

At this moment, 500 meters away in a straight line, in a valley, there is a village built on the mountain.

The village is not small. Judging from the number of houses and the overall area, there should have been no less than a thousand people living in this village before.

At this moment, a fierce and strange flame was rising in the open space in the center of the village.

There was not a single piece of firewood in the fire, but there were many charred, young, curled up bodies piled up. The color of the fireworks was not orange, but a strange dark blue.

The fire was huge, with flames reaching 3 or 4 meters high. The thick white smoke that covered the sky was rising from the fire.

Many deep trenches were dug around the fire, and they were filled with a viscous liquid mixed with yellow and red.

These gullies merged into a strange and complex totem. At each of the three protruding corners on the outermost layer, there was a human figure sitting cross-legged. They were the few broken pieces of heaven and earth in the cave before.

They were all naked, revealing their skinny, mutilated bodies. They made unknown seals in their hands, lowered their eyes, and muttered something.

A little further away from the fire, there is a high platform, a blood-red platform made of corpses.

The platform is in the shape of a cone, smaller at the top and larger at the bottom, about 3 meters high. Every corpse made of bricks and stones is a pregnant woman.

They were all naked, their stomachs were cut open alive, and every woman died with her eyes open and bloodshot.

The pain, despair, fear, hatred, resentment, and all the negative emotions before being killed were all frozen on his face without a trace.

The leader of the Tiancan Dique, the ferocious faceless man, was sitting cross-legged on the high platform.

His pupils were still rolling up in his signature style, his mouth opened and closed rapidly and silently, and the muscles on his face moved as if countless earthworms were twisting and climbing madly.

Just looking at his appearance, even the evil spirits would be scared to death again.

"puff!"

A mouthful of inky black and sticky blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth. He staggered and almost fell off the platform.

The three mutilated freaks surrounding the fire were even more miserable. They fell heavily to the ground, as if they were hit by a sledgehammer, with blood gushing out of all their orifices.

“Sacrifice!” The faceless man tried hard to keep his body steady and let out a loud roar from his throat.

As soon as he finished speaking, a naked figure rushed towards the fire like a gust of wind. When he reached the edge of the gully totem, he suddenly jumped up and jumped into the fire without hesitation.

The person who voluntarily set himself on fire was actually a subordinate of the faceless man, one of the three Indian high-caste people with scars all over their faces.

The remaining two stood quietly behind the platform.

Their faces were so badly disfigured that no expression could be seen at all, but when they saw their companions sacrifice themselves in the fire, there was no fear in their eyes.

Instead, it is surprisingly solemn and dignified, and even carries a strong sense of desire and envy.

"boom!"

The scarred-faced high-caste man flew into the fire and was burned to charcoal almost instantly. The dark blue flames rose sharply and leaped more than two meters high.

What's even more strange is that a huge, looming figure seems to appear in the flames.

Its body is chaotic, obscure, and vague, and cannot be described in words. It is just covered with countless tentacles of varying lengths, stirring the flames and expanding madly.

However, no matter how high the flames rose, they could never break through the range of the totem, as if they were shackled by an invisible barrier.

Seeing the terrifying shadow in the fire, the faceless man's strange eyes finally revealed some human emotions.

A kind of greed and desire that is almost insane.

The next moment, the faceless man suddenly opened his skinny arms towards the shadow in the flames and shouted an inexplicable spell at the top of his lungs.

Not only does he have no skin on his face, he also has no skin on his body, not even any fat. He is a living specimen of human muscle.

I don't know how he survived in this state.

Hearing the faceless man's roar, the three half-dead freaks who were surrounding the fire opened their arms and shouted like crazy.

"Prabhamanakudu! Prabhamanakudu~"

It’s strange to say, although there were only four people, they seemed to have their own megaphone and roared out with the momentum of thousands of troops.

"puff!"

At this moment, Du Weiguo, who was flying wildly in the air, was suddenly struck by lightning. Dark red blood mist spurted out of his mouth and he fell like a meteor.

Just now, a huge, chaotic, false, violent, malicious creature that could only be described in words suddenly appeared in his mind. Du Weiguo felt as if his brain was instantly shattered and his consciousness became blank.

This was the first time he had suffered a real blow in the spiritual realm since he had acquired the mental barrier three years ago.

In the moment before he fell into a trance, Du Weiguo seemed to hear an extremely loud, solemn, distant, and angry roar.

Afterwards, his entire world fell into absolute silence, without any thoughts or ideas.

"boom!"

After breaking several tree trunks, Du Weiguo rolled into the grass like a stone, motionless.

Meanwhile, in the center of the village.

In the dark blue flames, the shadowy figure suddenly let out a faint howl, and its illusory tentacles waved wildly.

As it moved, the dark blue flame suddenly exploded several times, and the flame jumped up to more than 10 meters, as if it was going to burn the sky and devour the earth.

The flames suddenly erupted, breaking through the shackles of the totem without any hindrance, and instantly engulfed the three disabled freaks sitting cross-legged on the ground.

These three unlucky guys were burned to charcoal before they could even utter a scream.

The faceless man was also affected by the flames. The platform under him was instantly engulfed by flames, charred and collapsed, and he fell down with it.

His cloak was burned to ashes, revealing a horrible body without even an inch of skin. The dark blue flames instantly spread throughout his body.

But something strange happened. The flame went out the moment it covered the surface.

The faceless man was not burned into charcoal, but his pair of strange eyes were burned into black holes.

After experiencing an extreme expansion, the dark blue flame suddenly shrank and went out without any warning.

It felt very surreal, like turning off the TV picture with a remote control.

The faceless man lay on the ground in a mess, but he did not scream or wail. Instead, he waved his arms and roared anxiously:

"Go, go, take me away!"

He was shouting at the two Indian high-caste men with scars all over their faces who had been standing behind the platform.

It is not difficult to tell from the situation on the field that the faceless man should be the high priest, and the three unlucky guys who were swallowed by the flames should be ordinary priests.

The three scarred high castes should be high-level sacrifices, and also the backup "fuel" of the fire bush, a relatively high-level one, similar to jet.

However, all the priests were wiped out, and they, who served as fuel, did not lose even a hair. They could only sigh that things in the world are unpredictable.

"Ah, ah~"

At this moment, the remaining two "coal spirits" had dazed looks in their eyes, as if they had not yet reacted to the sudden change, and made ambiguous sounds with unclear meanings from their mouths.

They are all mute, a acquired mute, with their tongues cut off at the root.

"Sama has left, help me up and get out of here immediately!"

The faceless man lying on the ground shouted hoarsely, perhaps because of his anxiety, he rarely spoke a long sentence.

This time, the two "coal spirits" finally understood, and there was a strong regret in their eyes, as if their father had died.

It was as if not being able to jump into the fire and not being burned to charcoal by the dark blue flames was a huge loss for them.

However, they seemed to be very afraid of the Faceless Man and did not dare to disobey his orders.

The two "coal spirits" reluctantly helped the faceless man up from the ground, carried him, and headed down the mountain.

Although the brain of "Coal Spirit" is not very normal, its speed is very fast, like a mandrill ghost, and it disappears in the thick fog in the blink of an eye.

"Third Master, you are very knowledgeable. What on earth is this? Why does it feel like animal fat? It's so disgusting."

In the white mist, Yuan Ying flicked a white semi-solid slime with her finger and it fell onto her clothes, her face full of disgust.

"Yingzi, this is corpse oil. There's nothing wrong with calling it animal oil."

Hu San was also rubbing a lump of mucus, watching it turn into bright liquid on his fingers, his eyes somewhat gloomy.

"Corpse, corpse oil?" The disgust on Yuan Ying's face became even more intense.

Hu San nodded, his tone cold: "Well, this white smoke all over the sky is oil smoke, all made of corpse oil."

"This, how much corpse oil is needed to make so much smoke?" Yuan Ying was dumbfounded.

"Haha~" Hu San sneered, his tone became even colder, like an ice cone:

"According to those local rats, an adult man can produce about 2 kilograms of corpse oil, and women have more fat, so they can produce 3 kilograms.

When it burns, about half of it will be consumed. To create such a huge cloud of smoke, I estimate that it would take at least several thousand kilograms.”

“Thousands of kilograms? Doesn’t that mean thousands of lives?” Yuan Ying was too stunned to speak, so Yuan Qianye took over the conversation.

  Hu San curled his lips:

"What do thousands of human lives mean? In the eyes of some lunatics, humans are no different from pigs, chickens, and ants. Look at them."

He pointed at the corpses of the thugs whose heads were shot out and beheaded all over the ground. His voice was indescribably low, and his tone was heavy with a barely perceptible trace of compassion.

“These unfortunate fellows, perhaps a few days ago, or even yesterday, were just ordinary people, struggling to worry about their three meals a day.

Now they have turned into monsters that are neither human nor ghost, and died in the mountains for unknown reasons. Who do you think they offended?"

"Fuck! These beasts are so cruel and inhumane!" Yuan Ying had come back to her senses and cursed.

"Hey, this is just the beginning. There is no creature in this world more cruel and vicious than humans. In the past, in the Northeast~~"

Hu San was halfway through his speech when he suddenly realized something was wrong, so he stopped and changed the subject.

"Hey, the fog has thinned. I guess your husband has finished the battle. Well, we rode in vain again."

There was a flash of sadness in Yuan Qianye's eyes. He guessed that Hu San only said half of the topic and left it unfinished.

Thirty years ago, the Japanese people had committed countless evil deeds on Chinese soil, and the number of lives they killed was measured in the millions.

Compared with their brutality, the current situation is indeed child's play.

In his subconscious, Du Weiguo actually always harbors hostility towards Japan, which can be easily seen from his style of behavior in Japan.

Monopolize the flour and pachinko business, support gangs, suppress local Japanese conglomerates, and force the outflow of funds and technology.

Everything he did was to drain the spinal cord of Japan.

"Perhaps it is because of this past incident that Mr. Shiina has always been separated from us and unwilling to accept us. But, isn't Shiina Shouta also a Japanese~"

Yuan Qianye’s mind was in turmoil and his thoughts were flying.

At this moment, a few hundred meters away from them, in a pit, Du Weiguo slowly sat up. His movements were mechanical and numb, frame by frame, like a zombie.

"Crack!" Du Weiguo shook his neck vigorously and put the dislocated spine back into place in an extremely violent way.

"Fuck it, it hurts so much." Du Weiguo held his head tightly and pinched his temples hard.

His head was a mess and aching terribly, as if there were ten thousand hacksaws tearing at it. His thoughts came to a standstill and he could not help but close his eyes again.

"Whoo~"

After a long while, the pain was slightly relieved. Du Weiguo let out a long breath and opened his eyes again.

  Du Weiguo took out a cigarette from the space and lit it. He shook his head which was about to split apart with pain and said to himself:

"Damn it, this crime was not in vain. I encountered an attack from ultra-high-dimensional creatures and finally attracted the attention of the system daddy. This can be considered a blessing in disguise."

After waking up completely, Du Weiguo immediately discovered that his system template had changed. The original high-level mental barrier had become a new skill.

Soul solidification.

This skill has no basic or advanced levels, and cannot be upgraded. The introduction of the skill is even more simple and crude.

It can shield any form of mental attack and double reflect any attack within the advanced mental range.

The introduction was very short, but Du Weiguo still extracted two key words from it: any and advanced.

The literal meaning is not difficult to understand. It means that it can block any mental attack. This "any" not only includes all mental attacks from people with special abilities on Earth, but also includes outer space.

As for any attack within the high-level double rebound level, it should also include the existence outside the earth. After all, Miss Hu's mental power was only judged as intermediate by the system before.

Another point is that this skill has obviously been upgraded, but Du Weiguo's free skill points have not been consumed at all.

In other words, this upgrade was provided to him for free by the system.

After traveling through time for so long, this is the first time I feel the system’s protection of me, and I also truly feel the system’s will.

At this moment, Du Weiguo really wanted to roar to the sky, Damn it, there is someone above me!

(End of this chapter)