Chapter 169 Puncture
Chapter 169 Puncture
"There is rare blood of the superiors and most of the human blood in it." Lin Hun looked closely at the light on the sculpture on the handrail, and observed the bottle. "Oh? There seems to be something else. Interesting."
Lin Hun put the medicine bottle back into the cabinet:
"The purity of the blood of the superiors in these things is too low, it is totally insufficient. In addition, it is only the product of the subconscious in the dream, and it is good enough to retain its breath. It seems that if we want to find 'Wu', we still have to leave the hospital.
Before leaving, Lin Hun carefully checked why these two heads still existed:
"After I chop off the heads, they can still move. Doesn't that mean I've chopped them off in vain? No! I need to see if stabbing directly can kill. Chopping off the heads won't do the trick!"
Lin Hun had long been accustomed to the bloody scene. He squatted down and used his fingers to slowly separate the charred and sticky flesh on the broken neck.
His fingers tore the sticky flesh apart layer by layer as if he had opened a seal. As soon as a gap appeared, the blood accumulated inside rushed out impatiently, breaking the entire cross-section in the process. The red blood suddenly burst out without warning, staining Lin Hun's chest red, and there was a faint momentum that it was rushing towards his face.
Lin Hun took a step and hid aside, allowing most of the blood to fall to the ground. However, the human body's blood is limited, and the entire circulation lost a part of it. After the last spurt, the force of the blood spray gradually slowed down, flowing down from the edge of the fracture, accumulating into a bloody lake under his body.
Lin Hun was extremely wary of everything related to "blood", especially blood. He would be very careful with even the slightest bit of blood. In order to avoid any unexpected situation caused by blood stains, Lin Hun stabbed his sword into the still bleeding corpse on the ground, and used the sword to ignite a flame to turn the blood on the clothes and the debris formed after drying into ashes.
The broken neck of the second corpse was exactly the same as the first one. Lin Hun did not repeat the previous steps. He set the body on fire to send it away from the nightmare.
However, the commonality between these two wounds still gave Lin Hun a revelation:
"It seems that it is very likely that the high temperature of the sword helped to block the wound when it melted the flesh at the moment of cutting off the head."
"It seems that the most effective means of attack against the patients in this hospital is still stabbing."
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If you are a man, go down 100 floors. Lin Hun began his journey downstairs.
Lin Hun's journey ahead cannot be said to be smooth sailing, it can only be said to be exciting. There is no other way. In a hospital, there are mostly patients. As soon as they sense Lin Hun's presence, they will rush towards him without hesitation.
Having learned from the lessons of the previous two patients, Lin Hun’s main method of attack against these patients was stabbing.
To deal with an enemy, Lin Hun would thrust his sword into their head, but most of the patients in the hospital were in pairs, so it was rare to find a single patient.
What opened Lin Hun's eyes the most was the conditions in the wards on each floor.
The fourth floor is the highest and closest to the sky, but it is too close to the sky and too far away from the human world.
"Wow! This smell is really strong," Lin Hun just pushed open the innermost door. This time, he did not encounter any patients guarding the door to wake him up. Instead, the first thing he was hit by was the stench. Even the mask could not block the strong and lingering stench.
He pulled the back of his head with his hands to make the mask cover tighter, and then Lin Hun put the shield on his hand and slowly walked into the room.
"No movement?" Lin Hun retracted his shield, suddenly drew his sword and slashed twice to the left and right without even looking, even the door frame was not spared.
The Black Knight's sword was sharp enough, and the "chi" sound was heard continuously as the blade cut through the wall.
The only thing that made Lin Hun feel at ease was that there was no sound of swords and flesh clashing. There were four doors on this staircase, and the first three doors always had patients squatting on both sides waiting for people to enter the room.
In the first room, Lin Hun was not prepared, but fortunately, when he heard the sound of breaking wind, he jumped back instinctively and just retreated to the door, using the door frame to avoid the attack of the two patients.
"What's going on? Are you guys here also into this kind of thing?" Lin Hun was so angry that his teeth started itching when he thought about how he almost lost a life at the hands of two patients because of his carelessness. "You really like to ambush people, don't you?"
"I told you to squat!" Lin Hun stabbed a sword through the wall and hit the waist and abdomen of a patient on one side. Then he swung his two arms out and swept away the enemy. There were two more legless patients in the world.
However, these patients have a tenacity in their bones. Of course, it may also be that the experiment damaged their brains. When facing Lin Hun, their first reaction was not to run away, but to crawl towards Lin Hun with both hands - they wanted to vent their pain on this guy who brought them pain.
"Hoo~ You're crawling towards me instead of running away?"
"But! It's useless!"
Lin Hun took the initiative to close the distance and took two steps forward. The arm holding the sword was at the bottom, and the sword tip was steady and accurate. He stabbed the sword into a patient's head and came out from the back of his head.
Another patient took this opportunity to stretch out his arms and flew up with a whoosh, rushing towards Xiang Linhun.
"Wow, so brave?" The patient hanging on the sword weighed less than 50 pounds. This burden had no effect on Lin Hun at all. The sword body arrived first and pierced into the patient's big head in the air.
Without giving the brain a chance to explode, the temperature of the sword increased, gluing the wound shut and destroying it from the inside.
The head is the head, the body is the body, and all the patients who have undergone the church's experiments are Xing Tian. Because the head and the body are still connected, even if they are hung on swords, the limbs of these two patients are still waving around.
Lin Hun even made them feel hot-headed and they were shaking more and more vigorously, as if they had taken Xiaoyao Pills. Fortunately, Lin Hun was strong enough to hold the hilt of the sword tightly, otherwise, who knows where these two excited guys would have run away with Lin Hun's sword.
"Jump, jump, it's just for a while," Lin Hun didn't care about their performance and continued to increase the temperature of the sword part that was inserted into the head. The two patients' limbs were waving faster and faster, and their postures were getting wilder and wilder.
However, too much is as bad as too little. Blindly pursuing the limit will only lead to self-destruction.
When the patient reached the peak, a crisp "pop" sounded in Lin Hun's ears:
"It seems it has reached its limit."
The patients' bodies suddenly stiffened, their limbs drooped limply, and they hung quietly on Lin Hun's sword like two rag dolls. Only their messy clothes revealed their wildness at that time.
Two pools of yellow-brown stains seeped out from the inside of the hospital gown. They were so bright even on the dirty gown, not to mention the pungent smell.
Lin Hun just smelled a little bit and exclaimed:
"People become incontinent when they die, but this is too fast, totally abnormal, etc."
Recalling the postures of the two patients at that time, strange thoughts appeared in Lin Hun's mind, and there was something wrong in the look in his eyes when he looked at the two patients.
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