Infinite Terror: This Middle Continent is Rebellious

Chapter 134: Clone Chu Xuan: I can’t carry you! I can’t carry you!

Zhang Heng stood next to Overlord. Seeing Francois's horrifying appearance, his scalp went numb and his hands and feet went weak. He almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, although Francois was ferocious, he could not get close.

Two evolved aliens and one vampire alien surrounded Fransos.

The vampire alien had lost its mind and reached the point where it could not distinguish between friend and foe. Fortunately, the other two evolved aliens obeyed the orders of their blood father and only fought guerrilla warfare with Francois, avoiding the vampire alien.

Francois was fighting one against three, no, it should be one against five, but even so, he was not at a disadvantage. This guy had obtained the genes of higher life forms and gained the ability to adjust genes.

More than a dozen tentacles danced wildly in the sky like blades, forming a spherical blade wheel. Those blades could even cut through pulse rifle bullets. Once the alien evolution forms and blood aliens approached, they would be hit fiercely.

As Overlord shot Francois, he urged Zhang Heng, "Don't just stand there! Hurry up!"

Zhang Heng nodded, raised the Wolf Shooter, and placed three rune arrows on it.

The first-level gene lock was activated, and Zhang Heng's eyes became sharp. He shot three arrows one after another. The shock waves from the collision released a huge force, shattering a blade-like tentacle.

However, Francois's vitality was too strong, and the tentacles regenerated as soon as they were broken.

In addition, several tentacles formed a bow shape, secreting bones from the body.

The bones turned into arrows and shot towards Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng rolled on the ground and dodged Francois' attack in a panic.

Being restrained by the aliens, Francois's attacks could not be generated continuously. Zhang Heng got up from the ground, his heart pounding and his face pale and blue.

However, without waiting for the Overlord to urge him, he joined the battle again.

Zhang Heng took out a roll of white cloth from his backpack and spread it on the ground. It was covered with various runes and blasphemous patterns drawn in blood.

"Kunda Estrida...Amantos...Ilqui...Gate...Noss...Phratus...Kunda...Amantos Kunda..."

Zhang Heng placed a soul stone donated by Zheng Zha on the white cloth, chanted a spell, and used the basic demon summoning technique exchanged for the Book of the Dead.

Gradually, the runes and blasphemous patterns lit up with a dark red light, and a coward emerged from them.

There was no need to communicate to deal with such a low-level demon. Zhang Heng raised a pentagram disc and cast a spell to control a low-level demon on the cowardly demon.

The cowardly demon was weak, pitiful and helpless, and Zhang Heng grabbed his right foot and placed it on the Shooting Wolf.

Although it was a bit heavy, Zhang Heng had specially strengthened his muscle tissue, so he could still bear it.

Before the cowardly demon could fully understand the situation, Zhang Heng launched a pincer attack.

The power of the ultra-small magic circuit super accelerator accelerated the flow of the coward's magic power ten times, twenty times, thirty times in just one second... The magic power that exceeded the limit of the flesh was locked in the coward's body for a while. When the accelerator freed the coward, there was only one consequence left for the coward.

The cowardly demon let out a howl of agony, a howl worse than death yet so familiar that it awakened Francois, whose genes had gone out of control.

"Such a familiar voice...Wen Lie! Wen Lie! I'm going to eat you!"

A glimmer of clarity flashed in his eyes, but for him, being awake was also a kind of pain.

"Birds of a feather! You all deserve to die! You all deserve to die! Feel the pain! I will eat you alive! I will make you understand what pain is!"

Facing Francois's hateful gaze, Zhang Heng's body trembled, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Wind Arrow!"

The unique skills that were enough to intimidate a fourth-level strongman were also used.

Zhang Heng didn't want to fight a second round. If possible, he wanted to do his best to end the battle in one go.

With the momentum of soaring into the sky, the cowardly demon flew towards Fransos like an arrow from a bow at a speed no less than that of a Gauss sniper rifle.

Within 0.01 seconds, the coward slammed into Francois's abdomen, and the powerful impact tore Francois's skin and muscles.

The moment it encountered resistance, the power that had been blocked for a while burst out completely, releasing magic power ten times more powerful than a primary plasma bomb in a destructive manner into Francois' body, completely blowing his body apart and turning it into tens of thousands of pieces of minced meat.

Thousands of pounds of flesh and blood flew everywhere, creating a bloody rain in the air. The overwhelming smell of blood spread to the surrounding streets. Dozens of pieces of flesh and stinking blood fell onto Zhang Heng, and he looked like he had just emerged from a slaughterhouse, his entire body covered in blood.

Smelling the pungent smell with his nose, feeling the texture of human flesh with his skin, and seeing the tragic scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere with his eyes, Zhang Heng, who was in the first-level gene lock state, even wanted to die at this moment.

"vomit!"

As if his bones were pulled out, Zhang Heng's body fell limply to the ground. He opened his mouth wide and vomited out everything in his stomach. Even when his abdomen was completely empty, he couldn't stop the instinct to vomit and he almost vomited out all the gastric juice.

Overlord looked at Zhang Heng in surprise.

"You are so powerful! Whether it was that previous arrow or this one, it's a pity that your mentality is too bad. If you could stabilize your mentality, you might be able to kill anyone from the Zhongzhou team."

Zhang Heng's performance amazed Overlord. He could be both strong and fragile at the same time. If this guy was no longer fragile, he would probably be one of the strongest members of the Zhongzhou team.

Zhang Heng showed a miserable smile, his pale face revealed a sense of powerlessness and lingering fear.

He didn't want to use this arrow a second time.

"You are still so cowardly and incompetent."

At this moment, a cold voice sounded, and a silver arrow fell silently on the Overlord.

The Overlord was not on guard at first because it was the voice of his teammate. It was not until the arrow landed on his chest that his face changed and he quickly turned his body to the side.

The defensive item was triggered, blocking the arrow for a moment, buying the Overlord some time. When the protective shield was broken, the arrow pierced the Overlord's right chest, releasing a silver flame that turned dozens of guns into molten iron.

If it weren't for the protective shield blocking it and the gun integrated into his body replacing the injury, this arrow could have easily taken the Overlord's life.

Overlord screamed and sat on the ground, angrily demanding to his attacker, "Ming Yanwei! What are you doing? Are you betraying me?"

Zhang Heng's body began to tremble. He raised his head and looked at the building in the distance. The woman standing on the roof made him feel a heart-wrenching pain.

The clone of Ming Yanwei raised the Bow of Cupid, tears welling up in her eyes, and looked down at Zhang Heng condescendingly.

"Heng, do you remember the ability of premonition that I once told you about? I never thought that my first premonition failed because I didn't foresee that you would abandon me and run away alone."

A tiny silver arrow shot into Zhang Heng's right arm. The arrowhead penetrated the bone, leaving the taste of love in Zhang Heng's body. It was sour and astringent, itchy and painful, happy and resentful. The power of the bow of Cupid tortured Zhang Heng's heart.

"Wei...are you Wei from the Devil Team?"

Zhang Heng recognized Ming Yanwei's identity immediately because the real Ming Yanwei had already told him about these things.

"The people from the Devil Team, what did they do to you? Or was it you yourself..." Noticing the difference between the clone Ming Yanwei and the original Ming Yanwei, and thinking about the clone Ming Yanwei's mental journey, Zhang Heng said with self-blame and pain, "It's all my fault. I'm sorry, Wei, I'm sorry..."

"Are you saying that? I don't need your hypocritical concern. I'm living a good life in the Demon Team. No one there bullies women. There's no hypocritical communication. They only value interests, but there is also a set of stable rules that won't allow teammates to fight each other."

The clone Ming Yanwei touched her flat chest and gave a cold sneer.

"This is the transformation of my body caused by the Amazon Archer bloodline. I originally wanted to strengthen my mutant fairy bloodline, but Wen Lieji urged me to strengthen this bloodline. I don't regret it. Although there are side effects, it also improves my bow efficiency and enhances my potential archery talent... If it weren't for strengthening this bloodline, I wouldn't have the energy to come to you."

A trace of guilt flashed in the eyes of the clone Ming Yanwei.

The clone Zheng Zha gave her the task of holding back a main player of the Zhongzhou team, but she fled for her own personal reasons.

However, she had originally agreed with the clone Zheng Zha that her target was Zhang Heng, so she couldn't be blamed entirely for this matter.

The clone Ming Yanwei defended herself in her heart, and at the same time felt a little relieved.

Before entering this horror movie, she exchanged her only A-level side story for the top skill of her Amazon bloodline, summoning a Valkyrie.

The Valkyrie is quite powerful, and she has three skills: dodge, avoid, and evade. This should be enough to hold back the real Zheng Zha for a while.

In the distance, the clone Chu Xuan adjusted his glasses and sighed softly.

Among these stupid teammates of the Demon Team, only half of them can listen to instructions properly. He really can't lead them!
Lao Wen, I miss you.

(End of this chapter)