Sky Island Survival: I am the only one who has played MC Sky Island

"I'm not sure where the powerful weirdness is. But places with a lot of dead bodies must be weird, and even more powerful. Because the weirdness is generated by the souls of the dead."

The Watcher gave Yang Fan a path, which was to seek out powerful weirdness to find the truth behind the weirdness.

When it comes to places with a lot of deaths, they are naturally hospitals and cemeteries.

But it counts only if the person has just died, not the dead body.

Then the hospital is the best choice.

After hailing a taxi, Yang Fan quickly arrived at the largest hospital nearby.

As night fell, because of the strange appearance, no one dared to go out on the street at night.

But Yang Fan was different. He was actively looking for strange men. Of course, he was not afraid of this kind of darkness.

After observing the small map, I found that there were more and more red spots in the entire hospital.

"There are quite a few. Watcher, come out and take a look. See if you can find where the powerful weirdness is."

Yang Fan was also a little curious. In addition to being able to transform into a weapon to fight, could the Watcher also determine the location of something strange?

"How would I know? I'm just a combat watcher. I have no way of discovering those hidden weirdnesses."

The watcher was a little helpless. At this time, she had turned into a crossbow, lying quietly in Yang Fan's hand.

"It seems there is no other way. I can only rely on myself."

Yang Fan felt a little disappointed. He thought the Watcher could force out or mark all the weirdness around him like a powerful radar. But it seems that he still has to find it himself.

Taking out a few bottles of holy water from his backpack, Yang Fan planned to spray the entire hospital with holy water. No matter how powerful the weirdness was, no matter how hidden it was, it could not resist the baptism of holy water.

Brush brush.

As expected, no matter how powerful the weirdness was, it could not withstand the cleansing of holy water. Soon, the red dots in the hospital appeared one by one after being hit by Yang Fan's holy water.

The black fog was everywhere, and the whole body was wrapped in the rumbling black fog, which looked extremely weird. There were thousands of weird creatures in the whole hospital, which was even more terrifying than the last Night Parade of a Hundred Demons.

But Yang Fan is different. He is not a weak man. Instead, he is a killing god.

Against the weird killing god.

"The killing time has begun."

This time, Yang Fan did not take out a broadsword, but a spear.

Compared to the greatsword, the spear has a wider attack range. Both sweeping and thrusting can cause good damage.

In addition, the spear has a wider attack range and is more flexible than a broadsword.

There are actually several thousand strange beasts this time, so there is a high possibility that Yang Fan will be besieged.

Once trapped in a siege, the only way for Yang Fan to escape was his strong flexibility.

Yang Fan clenched the spear in his hand, his eyes flashing with determination. He knew that in the face of so many weirdos, any hesitation could become a fatal flaw. So, he took a deep breath, stepped into the hospital gate, and officially started this one-sided hunt.

The baptism of holy water made these strange creatures nowhere to hide. They were either looming at the end of the corridor or lingering in the ward. Every corner of the hospital seemed to be shrouded in the breath of death. However, facing the encirclement of thousands of strange creatures, Yang Fan did not retreat, but instead aroused the fighting spirit in his bones.

He used his spear as a pen, outlining a trail of death in the dim hospital corridor. Wherever the tip of the spear passed, black fog rolled, and one after another strange ants dissipated in painful roars, as if their resentment was also purified.

Yang Fan's movements were swift and precise, and every thrust and sweep showed his deep understanding of combat and precise grasp of the strange characteristics. He shuttled between the floors of the hospital, and every dodge was a precise calculation of timing, and every counterattack was a perfect control of strength.

As time went by, the number of weird things in the hospital decreased significantly, and the extremely oppressive atmosphere in the air gradually became thinner. Although Yang Fan's body was covered with traces of battle, the light in his eyes became more and more determined. He knew that the closer he was to the core, the stronger the weird things he encountered, and the powerful weird things hidden behind the heavy black fog might be the key to uncovering the truth of the weird things.

Just as he was about to explore further, an unprecedented strong breath suddenly came from the basement of the hospital. It was a heart-pounding sense of oppression, as if the entire space was shaking. Yang Fan's heart shuddered, and his intuition told him that this was exactly where he was going.

He did not hesitate, adjusted his breathing, and walked towards the basement step by step. With each step he took, the sense of oppression intensified, until he stood in front of the basement entrance, he could almost feel a substantial malice rushing towards him.

"Finally, am I going to face you?" Yang Fan whispered to himself, holding his spear tightly, and resolutely stepped into the darkness of the basement. There, what awaited him would be a crucial battle to uncover the secrets of the strange world, and also another test for him as the "God of Killing".

The air in the basement seemed to freeze, and the echo of each step was like a stone thrown into silence, stirring up invisible ripples. In the darkness, Yang Fan relied on the weak light of the watcher to move forward, taking every step carefully so as not to alert potential enemies. As he went deeper, the temperature around him seemed to begin to drop, and a chill penetrated his clothes and reached his bones.

Suddenly, a low and rhythmic chanting sound floated from afar. Along with this sound, the air around seemed to become more viscous, and every breath became extremely difficult. Yang Fan knew that this was a sign that the powerful weird was gathering strength. He stopped and concentrated, trying to sense the dynamics around him through the watcher.

"Found it, just ahead." The voice of the watcher sounded in Yang Fan's mind, with a hint of barely perceptible tension. Not far ahead, a huge black fog was slowly condensing into shape, and the energy fluctuations contained in it made people shudder. As the black fog fluctuated, the weird things that were previously repelled by the holy water seemed to be summoned, and began to slowly gather together, forming a netherworld army.

Faced with such a scene, Yang Fan was not afraid at all, but instead sneered. He firmly believed that the more powerful the weirdness, the greater the secret hidden behind it. He raised the spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear flashed a cold light in the dimness, as if it was the only light in the darkness.

"Come on, no matter who you are or where you come from, today will be the end of you." Yang Fan shouted, and took the lead in charging. The long spear cut through the darkness like a dragon, pointing directly at the thickest black fog. As the shadow of the spear approached, an angry roar came from the black fog, and then a huge strange creature suddenly rushed out of the black fog. It looked like a human but not a human. Its body was covered with black scales, and its eyes were like burning fireballs, emitting a terrifying red light.

The battle broke out instantly, and Yang Fan and the unknown strange creature engaged in a fierce confrontation in the narrow space. Spears and claws intersected, and every collision was accompanied by a thunderous roar. The basement of the hospital seemed to have become a battlefield in another world. The power of the strange creature was beyond imagination, and every attack was accompanied by the power to tear the space apart, but Yang Fan, with his agility and accurate judgment, was always able to dodge the fatal blow at the critical moment and counterattack.