Hei Deng Xia Huo
Chapter 739 Ventilation
The scorching beam it released from its arms had a rather strong resistance to the energy absorption properties of the Dolphin Hotel's corridor.
The scarlet beam was fleeting,
Scorching a circular gap with a diameter of about one meter in the rat swarm along the way,
Through the hollow gap, one could vaguely see the round clock fixed to the wall at the end of the corridor with iron nails.
And above the clock, the louvered ventilation duct.
Step!
Bai Haozheng's feet continuously stomped on the wall, leaping into the cavity opened up by the mechanical golem,
The psychic power filling the corridor was no longer as gentle and calm as before,
Rapidly churning and solidifying,
Turning into a majestic storm, blowing away the rat swarm blocking the way,
At the same time, the embroidery needle-like slender beam of light sword in his hand, pierced, slashed, chopped, and whittled in mid-air at a dazzlingly terrifying speed,
With the eyesight of the players, they could only barely see a cluster of afterimages emitting faint light advancing rapidly in the corridor,
The rat swarm along the way flew into the air inexplicably, and before landing, it split into countless pieces.
Cutting.
Wherever the light sword passed, everything was cut open,
The cut surface was smooth and flat, without any dents or scorching marks.
The light beam sword in Bai Haozheng's hand does not rely on deadly high temperatures to cause damage,
But consumes all the energy (including but not limited to spiritual power, psionic energy, internal force, etc.) transmitted by the user to the hilt,
Creating an unusually sharp light beam blade that cuts through iron like mud.
The user can input energy of different frequencies to different positions on the hilt according to a series of complex and cumbersome calculation formulas,
To adjust the length, thickness, shape, and solidity of the blade.
It sounds very cool, but the actual operation is simply a torment—
Every time Bai Haozheng wields the light sword, he must estimate the consumption of this strike in advance,
Adjust the energy output power,
He even has to calculate the subtle shape changes of the light sword after cutting the enemy's body,
And change the position and strength of the five fingers holding the hilt in advance.
The overall difficulty is roughly equivalent to requiring a pianist to face a hundred exceptionally picky critics in the Vienna Golden Hall,
Composing and playing on the spot, without any mistakes or flaws,
Once a mistake is made, it will lead to direct death.
This not only requires the swordsman to have the brainpower of a computer chip,
The muscle control precision comparable to that of an industrial machine tool,
It also requires the swordsman to be calm and composed, and to maintain absolute calmness under any heavy pressure.
Coincidentally, Bai Haozheng has all of these.
In the blink of an eye, he had crossed half of the corridor,
The [Long-Range Glasses] on the bridge of his nose bloomed with intense light like a searchlight, illuminating the pitch-black ventilation duct,
Using the slight difference in light reflection,
Outlining the shadow of a giant rat lurking in the corner of the "t"-shaped ventilation duct in his mind.
Found it.
Bai Haozheng raised the hilt of the sword straight at the ventilation duct, his fingers rapidly pressing on the hilt like a pianist,
Energy, output.
The low-energy light beam sword instantly expanded, turning into ten parallel long lines, passing through the grids of the ventilation duct,
Then merged into one, turning into a "t" shape in the bending ventilation duct,
Extending the right end of the "t",
Silently pierced through a particularly large, hideous giant rat with a long tail that couldn't be seen to the end.
All of this happened so fast,
The fat giant rat was still in a shrinking back posture when its body was pierced by the light beam cone,
Its brownish-yellow incisors trembled slightly, and its scarlet eyes slowly lost their luster,
Its fat body slumped down dejectedly, motionless.
At the same time, the rat swarm constantly pouring out of the stairwells on both sides of the twelfth floor also trembled in unison,
Stopped pouring out without any warning, and fell to the ground, melting into the corridor floor.
Did that giant rat melt too...
Bai Haozheng felt the subtle vibration frequency coming from the tip of the light sword, listened to the system kill notification in his ear, and silently breathed a sigh of relief,
He turned around and nodded to the other players, indicating that he had killed the Rat King aberrant.
When he suddenly jumped out of the Vajra Circle and attacked the Rat King just now, his companions in the Vajra Circle were also providing support,
The Plague Doctor threw corrosive medicine bottles, Liu Wudai shot explosive arrows, the Black Holy Son chanted spells to make the carpet burn, and Li Ang used alchemy to create a metal sign that said "Go! Fighting!"
What reliable teammates.
Bai Haozheng stepped on the ground, and the psychic power surrounding him condensed into four streamlined tail nozzles, spraying gas to provide thrust,
Propelling him towards the Vajra Circle.
The Rat King's swarm dies and is reborn, and the number is almost endless,
If they keep consuming, they can easily exhaust the players' ammunition and energy,
But the Rat King's core itself is too weak, its body strength is only slightly higher than that of ordinary beasts, and is equivalent to the lowest-level demon beast,
Killing its core will kill all the rat swarms...
His thoughts were suddenly interrupted,
Bai Haozheng only felt a blur before his eyes. The Vajra Circle, which was originally in front of him, retreated ten meters to the other side of the corridor extremely abruptly.
No, it's not that the Vajra Circle retreated, but Bai Haozheng himself...
With the terrified and astonished expressions of his player companions still lingering in his retina,
Bai Haozheng suddenly twisted his waist, and the four tail nozzles condensed with psychic power sprayed gas forward,
At the same time, his five fingers frantically pressed on the hilt of the sword,
Ignoring the consumption of spiritual power, he forcibly turned the light beam blade into a wall of light, blocking the front.
At the moment when the light wall was formed, Bai Haozheng clearly saw,
A rotten old creature covered in black oily objects was standing at the entrance of the staircase on the left side of the corridor, pointing at him.
Compared to the last time he saw it, the rotten marks on the terrifying old man's body were even more obvious,
Just now, he remotely dragged himself, trying to drag Bai Haozheng towards him.
He just killed the Rat King, and now he has to face the terrifying old man...
Bai Haozheng's mind raced, his right hand maintained the light wall, his left hand flipped over, took out a thick stack of yellow paper talismans, and threw them into the air,
The omnipresent psychic power, while pushing Bai Haozheng to continue to retreat,
Turned into sharp spikes, firmly nailing hundreds of talismans to the walls, ground, and ceiling of the corridor.
These talismans were all drawn by his colleagues from the Different Arts Society. Each one has the functions of sealing, fixing, and strangling demons,
But right now, Bai Haozheng only hopes that they can slightly delay the terrifying old man's progress...
"Be careful!"
Wanli Fengdao's reminder came from behind,
Bai Haozheng only felt a "zi zi" sound coming from the corridor wall on his side and rear, as if something was boiling and liquefying.
That is...the terrifying old man!
Just like Li Ang described, his strength has been improved again,
Ignoring the light wall created by Bai Haozheng with his light sword, ignoring the talismans pasted on the walls along the way,
Across a distance, a large amount of black mud was projected on the walls on both sides behind Bai Haozheng,
Passing through the walls through the black mud,
Waving the bag, trying to put it on Bai Haozheng.