Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"No, we must receive the holy blood so that we may evolve."

"No, it's all too late. It will descend from the blood moon and rule over everything."

"Amelia!"

Dickins let out a high-pitched roar and then sprang up from his throne again.

Intense flames erupted from its body, forming a fiery armor around its body.

"Burn away the filthy blood!"

It roared angrily and mechanically, its fiery claws reaching for Liu Zheng.

Wherever it goes, the air evaporates and deforms due to the high temperature.

"What are you bragging about? Do you think you're Red Ghost?"

He rolled his eyes, and with all four tentacles gripping the butcher's knife, he slashed down.

Another powerful force struck, and Liu Zheng was slammed against the wall like a tennis ball.

This time he was unlucky and hit his head directly.

The occipital bone at the back of the head fractured on the spot, and the shockwave almost shook the brain matter evenly.

Amidst the excruciating pain, waves of nausea surged from deep within his brain, blurring Liu Zheng's vision and clearly affecting his eyesight.

In his dazed state, he saw a bright shadow rushing towards him.

Liu Zheng struggled to control his body and dodged to the side.

However, after a severe blow to the brain, the body naturally becomes less obedient than usual.

Dickins' fiery claws brushed past him, taking two of his tentacles and charring the severed ends.

"Indeed, the way we protected our brains before was the right thing to do."

Liu Zheng thought to himself in a daze.

Even if it can grow back, the negative impact of brain injury on combat would be too great.

Dickins pounced again, this time spewing flames from the back of its claws to accelerate.

With his already enhanced claw strike speed further increased, he couldn't even see it clearly, let alone break through it.

Should we dodge or block?

Driven by instinct, he made a third choice.

Liu Zheng raised the butcher knife to block his head, then charged directly at Deakins's lower body.

Dickins hadn't expected him to do this, and because his speed was also beyond his control, he didn't have time to retract his claws.

But the inability to retaliate with its claws doesn't mean it has no other means.

The scorching flames, like a fountain, gushed from the wound that had been torn open, spraying onto Liu Zheng's body.

In an instant, the surface of his four tentacles was completely charred, and shattered into ashes upon impact, scattering in the wind.

His other body parts were also burned to varying degrees, making him look as if he had been pulled out of a furnace.

The tentacles, still bearing some charred remains, were at least half their original size, and the body was currently prioritizing the repair of the brain, leaving no time to tend to the tentacles.

Although the basic structure was not destroyed, it certainly wouldn't be able to withstand Dickins' next attack in this state.

But Liu Zheng remained calm and even took the time to shake off the charred ash from his tentacles.

Because, just moments ago, Deakins was displaying his ferocity, but now he was shaking his head and swaying like a drunkard.

A black USB drive was inserted into the shriveled flesh of its chest.

Title: A Complete Guide to Internet Company Slang

"Effect: After being inserted into the target's body, it uses a massive amount of black-and-white slang from major internet companies to cause confusion in the target's mind. The less the target is familiar with the slang of major internet companies, the better the effect."

Dickins, who had never even heard of the Internet, naturally had no idea what it was.

The words instilled into its mind are no different from the ramblings of a superior, and even more difficult to understand than the ramblings of a superior.

"Quack! I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it!"

Dickins shouted like a human.

"Get out of my head, you filthy demons!"

It cried out incoherently and waved its claws wildly.

However, its target was not Liu Zheng, who was nearby, but the floor of the main hall.

Deep claw marks were left on the rocky ground, and the splashed gravel was melted by the high-temperature flames carried by the beast's claws.

Of course, being so close, it was impossible for Liu Zheng to remain completely unaffected.

The rubble, like the outer flames, created numerous wounds on his body, a horrifying sight.

But compared to being directly attacked by Dickins, this accidental injury is insignificant.

"Don't listen? That won't do. These are all wise sayings. If you mastered them all, you could die of a sudden death at least ten or eight years earlier."

Liu Zheng chuckled slyly.

Of course, though he was smiling, his heart was bleeding.

This collection of internet company slang is a powerful single-target control item, and it's a top choice among high-quality props. He originally planned to use it against the peacock, but he ended up using it here.

Although using it to complete the deal with the Blood Healing Church wasn't a loss, Liu Zheng was still a little unhappy.

Who knows, he only said the word "gospel," and then this guy started acting crazy again?

Sure enough, these heretics have a truly peculiar way of thinking.

He gripped the butcher's knife tightly with his four pink tentacles, the hard metal pressing against the exposed flesh, sending waves of dull pain through him.

Ignoring the pain coursing through his body, Liu Zheng raised his butcher's knife and plunged it into the wound in Dickins' chest.

The effect of "Eating One's Own Spirit" activated, and another large chunk of flesh was removed from his back.

Fortunately, it doesn't affect the ability to exert force.

The blade pierced Diggins' body smoothly, and flames spewed from the wound, scorching Liu Zheng's two tentacles.

"Ow!"

Dickins let out a painful roar and instinctively clutched his wound.

Liu Zheng was prepared and jumped back before it could grab him.

He looked at his tentacles; the other two tentacles were only a quarter of their original thickness.

Even if the knife were pulled out of Deakins' chest, let alone the fact that it was still stuck in his chest, he would hardly be able to use it effectively.

Fortunately, Liu Zheng had another weapon.

A boning knife about a foot long, with a blade about two fingers wide and weighing about two pounds.

It was a bit too light for him to use normally, but now it feels very comfortable to use.

With a light tap of his hoof, Liu Zheng leaped high into the air, the gleaming tip of his blade aimed at Dickins' right forehead.

There was a long, narrow wound there, which looked like it had been made by some kind of dagger-like weapon.

Despite the heavy blow, Dickins regained some of his senses and raised his claws to swat at him, as if swatting a fly.

Liu Zheng neither dodged nor avoided, but instead twisted his waist and hips in mid-air, squeezing out the last bit of strength from his body and pouring it into the boning knife.

The scabbed wounds burst open, and fresh blood spurted out of his body as if it were free.

For a moment, the air around him was filled with the stench of decaying plants.

Wild beasts, which are extremely sensitive to the smell of blood, naturally detected this scent as well.

"boom!"

Liu Zheng was sent flying again, while the boning knife pierced through Dickins's claws and plunged into the wound on its forehead.

He crashed to the ground, the pain of broken bones shooting through his entire body.

He struggled for a moment, but couldn't get up immediately.

So Liu Zheng quietly drew the pistol from his waist, loaded it, and aimed it at the wound on Dickins' forehead.

Name: Counterfeit Walter PPK (Disposable)

"Effect: Fires a high-powered bullet. If the target has the identity of a leader, it will be guaranteed to hit. If the target has both the identity of a leader and Germanic blood, it will be guaranteed to hit and kill.

As the founder and first high priest of the Healing of the Blood Church, Deakins should also have had a leadership role.

However, Dickins, clutching his wound, did not retaliate; instead, he retreated with a contorted expression.

Based on his astonishment at dealing with those inhuman people in the metropolis, Liu Zheng could barely make out that it was an expression of terror.

"Ah! Filth, filthy blood. Go away, go away!"

Dickins shielded his eyes with his other paw, yelling as he backed away, as if he had seen something filthy.

"No, although my blood is indeed not clean, it's a bit disrespectful of you to say it so bluntly, isn't it?"

He was speechless.

"Besides, what good stuff is the blood in your body? At least I still have a human form, but you don't even have a human form anymore."

Liu Zheng mocked.

Dickins ignored what he was saying and just kept backing away until he reached the front of the high altar.

It raised its head and looked at the headless angel.

"Hidden blood, dazzling yet fleeting."

"Greatness that endures through the ages, grant me Holy Communion."

"So vigilant, so eager."

"The only one to rely on, the only one to depend on."

"That sacred blood, the nectar of the source of blasphemy."

Ignoring the flaming blood flowing from his two wounds, Deakins whispered a prayer to the headless angel.

A beam of blood-red moonlight pierced through the ceiling and shone down onto the headless angel's neck.

"Damn, it's time for Phase Two."

As a seasoned ARPG game player, how could Liu Zheng not understand what this scene meant?

In a real game, he would have to patiently wait for the cutscene before getting into the next round of hard-fought battle.

But he wasn't playing a game right now, so he decisively chose to interrupt.

"Oh!"

There was a gunshot.

A .50AE armor-piercing round flew out of the barrel and shot towards Deakins.

As Dickins prayed, he seemed to sense something and swung his beast claws to try and block the bullets.

However, just as the two were about to collide, the bullet, which had been flying in a straight line, suddenly rose upwards, drawing an arc around the beast's claws and shooting towards the wound on its forehead.

Already mentally unstable, Deakins could never have imagined such a thing would happen, and he watched helplessly as the bullet entered his skull.

The skull, strengthened by divine blood, is harder than steel, which ironically becomes the source of its calamity.

The bullet pierced the atrophied brain tissue but failed to exit through the skull. Instead, it bounced back from the occipital bone, causing secondary and even multiple injuries to Dickins' brain, wreaking havoc on his mind.

Even Liu Zheng, who possesses the ability to "regenerate flesh and blood," cannot withstand such damage, let alone Deakins, whose robustness is far inferior to his.

The devout yet eerie prayer abruptly ceased. The enormous beast lowered its claws, tilted its head to one side, and the flames within its body gradually died out.

"Whoo~"

Liu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Although two high-quality one-time use items were used, the target was still successfully killed.

If Amelia can keep her promise and help him obtain the Blood Gem, the Holy Grail, and the umbilical cord of the Divine Child, she will make a huge profit.

To put it another way, as long as the Blood Healing Church can help him collect all the bizarre ingredients for the Bloody Restaurant, then it won't be a loss.