Travel through the worlds and spread the flames across the worlds

Chapter 174 Patient Fighting Competition

The sword that Lin Hun stabbed into the patient's head was accurate and ruthless. The patient died without even a chance to struggle:

"You guys are so unlucky that you were caught for experiments. I am kind-hearted and will kill you."

This time, Lin Hun encountered some obstacles when he drew his sword. A "crackling" sound of breaking sounded in the patient's head. When the sword was drawn out, two or three thin tentacles slid out of the wound and fell gently to the ground with a "click", slowly sliding down with some thick white brain matter.

However, this patient was just the beginning. Lin Hun's actions affected the entire body, and all the patients on the first floor were squirming towards Lin Hun.

There was a white pond right below the stairs. As soon as he reached the first floor, Lin Hun smelled a pungent odor before he got close to it. The next second, he felt a burning pain in his nose and throat, forcing Lin Hun to tighten the loose mask to defend himself from the transmission route.

However, the transmission route alone is not enough, Lin Hun also defends from the inside. The fire burning inside the body is controlled by Lin Hun steadily, and the temperature is kept at a level that will not hurt people. He touches the body lightly and dispels the pain, leaving only a red mark.

Lin Hun wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was impossible for him not to be nervous as it was the first time he used fire in his body. Fortunately, the process went quite smoothly. At the same time, Lin Hun discovered some new things while dispelling the fire.

Lin Hun rubbed his nose and throat until it became smooth again before he was sure everything was fine:

"Even the poison gas produced by this poison pool contains mysterious elements. It seems that the church's reckless research has really hit upon a dead mouse, and has obtained some useful results."

"What a pity," Lin Hun felt a little angry when he thought about the people who had to pay to obtain these results, "I just used the wrong method."

However, even the forest soul would be affected by this pond, but many patients did not care.

Lin Hun's appearance seemed to have startled a colony of ants. One after another, long, thin patients with bound hands and feet crawled out of the milky white pond, leaving a milky white trail behind them, and crawled towards Lin Hun again and again.

The sister in the corner felt the discomfort in the air, and she huddled herself close to the wall, whispering anxiously:

"Tick, tick. Tick, tick."

"It seems that I can't check you for the time being." When Lin Hun drew out his sword, the patient under his feet was already deader than dead. "But it doesn't matter. I just want to see if all patients like you start to use tentacles to attack."

The patients rushed towards Lin Hun with great momentum. Their tentacles mainly burst out from their heads, so the primary purpose of each movement was to aim their heads at Lin Hun.

This is undoubtedly their vital point. Lin Hun only needs to take a few steps forward to the side of the patient's body, and the tentacles they extend can only wave endlessly in the air in front of them.

However, the patients at the back also arrived at this time. Since they were all patients, there was no reason for anyone to give in to anyone else. Aiming at Lin Hun, the patient at the back thrust his chest forward and shot out the tentacles in his brain, without any regard for the patients in front.

"A straight attack, easy," Lin Hun just moved sideways one step and dodged it easily, but the patient next to him did not have Lin Hun's skills.

In order to aim at Lin Hun, the patient had just turned halfway when the tentacles behind him swung down. Half of his chest was smashed into a bloody mess, and one could even see the white bones under the broken flesh.

The patients who were affected are not the kind of people who are easy to talk to. They think, "If you hurt me, I will naturally fight back." In their minds, it is already good enough that they do not actively hurt their fellow patients. It makes no sense for them not to fight back after being hurt. Tooth for tooth, blood for blood is the true nature of these crazy patients.

Even because of the pain, when the patient behind just retracted his tentacles, the patient in front had already completed the position transfer, aimed his head at the patient behind, and did not give him time to react. He thrust his chest forward and sprayed out his tentacles. Even because of the pain, the speed of the tentacles' spraying and waving was far greater than the last attack on Lin Hun.

Every time the tentacle fell, it hit the patient's head behind it, causing scalp and flesh to be torn apart, and even implicated the patients nearby.

No one wanted to give in to the other, and the conflict became more and more serious. Everyone hit each other, and the group of patients fell into a riot of killing each other.

But among the miserable howls of the patients in the fighting match, there was one voice that was not so harmonious:

"Number one! Number one! Cut him in the middle!"

"Number Two, Number Two! What did I tell you? Hit him in the waist!"

"I'm not saying anything bad about Number Three! Why are you afraid of hitting him?"

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Lin Hun folded his arms across his chest, a faint smile on his lips, his eyes revealing a kind of mockery and disdain, as he wandered around the periphery of the patient fighting match, dodging the tentacles and pieces of flesh that shot at him from time to time.

His steps were light and flexible, as if dancing on the edge of a knife. He would stop from time to time to observe the battle situation.

Watching his fellow patients fight, he sometimes nodded excitedly, sometimes shook his head with regret, constantly exclaiming and sighing, and pointing fingers at the behavior of every patient in the field.

However, these words often left patients confused and angry because they simply couldn't understand what he was saying.

Lin Hun's expression remained relaxed throughout, without the slightest hint of tension or worry.

This location is exactly where the patients come out of the pond. As long as the patients go ashore from this side of the square pond and approach Lin Hun, they will inevitably encounter a fighting match with their fellow patients first.

Even if they land from other sidelines, Lin Hun will deliberately guide them to the battle circle. As long as they are hit once, hehehe, they will join the battle on their own without Lin Hun's help.

Of course, Lin Hun was too lazy to guide the lone patient in the corner and easily sent him to death with just one sword.

He lured one group and beat another, but Lin Hun didn't get hurt at all. Most of the first floor was covered by the waving tentacles and the flying flesh, but the culprit Lin Hun ignored him.

Lin Hun was naturally happy to have some free time. There were quite a few rooms on the first floor, so he had to explore them thoroughly.

"Hello - hello - is there anyone there? Can anyone help me?" A voice as thin as a mosquito suddenly fell into the ears of Lin Hun, who was watching the patient's competition with great interest.

Lin Hun didn't think it was an auditory hallucination. He closed his eyes and put all his energy into hearing.

The sounds of wind, flesh tearing, and water that echoed in the hall with trembling ears disappeared one by one. Gradually, after all the sounds disappeared, the cry for help became so strong.

"I found you," Lin Hun finally found the source of the voice after much effort - inside a heavy door of a ward.

Lin Hun looked at the sign hanging at the door for a long time and could only say with regret:

"Alas, no matter how I look at it, I can't recognize these long wires. If they weren't so neatly made, I would really doubt whether they were words."