Chapter 580 Eat Eat Eat Eat Eat Eat (Two Chapters in One)

The night, thick as ink, swallowed up the lonely road on the edge of the city.

The wind whipped the withered yellow grass on the roadside with a biting chill, making it whimper like the cry of a ghost. A street lamp stood every few dozen meters on the roadside, casting a stingy light through the rusty and mottled light, illuminating two silhouettes of you chasing me and me running away.

Lin Yi ran wildly on all fours, his spine arched as he ran.

The next second, he pounced on a lamp pole like a wild beast, grasping the metal paint with his five fingers, while stomping his feet on the base of the lamp pole.

“Crack!”

Amid the explosion sound of metal twisting and breaking.

The metal lamp pole, which was as thick as a bowl and buried deep underground, suddenly broke in the middle like a broken sugar cane! The broken upper half of the lamp pole, with a shrill sound of wind, turned into a huge metal javelin, tearing through the air and whistling backwards. The broken lamp on the top of the lamp pole exploded in the air with a ball of tiny electric sparks.

With this kick, he flew more than ten meters into the air. The moment he landed, he dug his hands into the ground again. The kinetic energy accumulated from the contraction of his waist and abdomen plus the rebound force pushed him to pounce on the next innocent lamppost at a faster speed than before.

Jumping is faster than running!

This was the hunting technique he learned from those disgusting "crawlers" in the Hidden Gate ruins, and now he was using it to escape.

“Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock—!”

The lamp poles kept swinging, like dense siege crossbows, nailing into the hard asphalt road surface one after another!

Each time the nails were driven in, there was a deafening noise, and the road surface instantly cracked into dense spider web-like cracks, and gravel and asphalt fragments shot out like shotgun shells! The heavy metal lamp poles sank deep into the ground, leaving only twisted fractures exposed, like rows of abrupt tombstones, plowing hideous deep grooves on the road surface.

Venom was chasing closely from behind without dodging, his arms suddenly stretched forward, his palms twisted and split strangely, turning into dozens of pitch-black tentacles.

Like a shadow or liquid, wherever it passed, all the street lamps were crushed.

The next moment! "Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh--!"

The sharp whistle tore through the darkness.

Lin Yi felt a chill on the back of his neck and looked back hastily, only to see countless pieces of lamp poles swirling and shooting towards him like a rainstorm, covering the sky and the earth and arriving in an instant.

Jumping is faster than running?

But no matter how fast it is... can it be faster than a flying bullet?

Besides, the rain of bullets fired by the venom was faster than the acceleration of ordinary bullets! Lin Yi had to forcibly stop his running momentum, his feet plowed two deep marks on the road with sparks flying everywhere, and his body suddenly turned 180 degrees.

“Clang!”

With a crisp sound, he pulled out the tactical belt from his waist with his right hand like lightning! That was no ordinary belt, the special alloy buckle and tough composite fiber were stretched straight in an instant! Lin Yi's arms turned into two blurred afterimages, and the tactical belt was waving in front of him tightly.

“Ding-ding-dang-dang! Chi-chi-chi—!”

After just a few seconds of blocking, the ground in front of Lin's feet was completely covered with dense, jagged metal fragments, forming a terrifying fan-shaped knife array. Every fragment that was inserted into the ground was still buzzing and trembling.

The tactical belt was also covered with cracks, and the arms and shoulders were scratched with bloody marks deep enough to see the bones.

“Hu…Hu…I can’t escape!”

The burn scars on his face were swollen and hideous, and his cell phone fell out of his mouth when he gasped for breath.

The curtain was smashed to pieces, and foolish questions from companions could be heard from inside.

Lin Yi leaned over and stretched out his hand, but the moment his fingertips touched the phone, he retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

The violent fist wind cuts towards his face!

Venom strode across the fan-shaped knife formation, his pale and creepy pupils filled with hunger, his horrible mouth gaping with black saliva dripping out.

"You can't run away, my father wants me to eat you!"

Because of the food substitution relationship, if Venom eats Lin Yi, it is equivalent to his father Feng Mu eating Lin Yi.

This saves the trouble of the father speaking himself. How considerate and efficient! This way of eating really refreshes the elegance of the villain.

The dark surface of Venom's fist was like a smooth mirror, and could even clearly reflect Lin Yi's distorted face.

Sweat, blood and dust mixed together, the burn scars were hideous and congested, and his eyes were filled with madness and despair.

"Huh, I'll be eaten as a snack?"

Lin Yi roared in rage.

The strategic retreat plan has failed...then we can only fight to the death!

He stood still with his feet, his body slightly sunk, his horse stance not quite straight or straight, in a strange posture that looked like a horse but not a horse.

Then he swallowed the air into his stomach, his internal organs resonated together, and his throat let out a wolf-like roar:

"I'm not afraid of you. If you want to eat me, then..."

Venom's understanding of eating is so simple and direct, without any ulterior motives.

He is not picky about food. He doesn't care whether there is seasoning or not. In his mouth, there is no difference between boiled meat and braised meat. The only difference is that he eats whatever his father gives him. As for the last words of the food? That is just insignificant background noise before the meal.

"If I want to eat you, I'll eat you!"

Venom's thoughts were simple and brutal, and he ruthlessly interrupted Lin Yi's roar.

His right arm suddenly twisted and tensed like wringing a wet towel, and the muscle fibers (if they could be called muscles) were twisted, compressed, and superimposed layer by layer.

In an instant, the arm was no longer an arm, but turned into a twist drill covered with spiral patterns, as if it was made of countless circles of black steel bars.

This is the [Seven Killing Fists] that Venom recently learned from his father.

When accumulating power in the arms, the Seven Killing Fists emphasizes twisting the whole body's strength and boiling blood like twisting a rope, adding spirals one after another to form a "twisted force".

Venom doesn't understand the flow of energy, let alone qi and blood.

But He can directly twist the part that exerts force into a real twist. Are you afraid?

In a sense, Venom has cultivated the [Seven Killing Fist] to its true essence.

“Woo——”

A punch was thrown, and the air was shaken into ripples, which slammed into Lin Yi's head. Before the fist arrived, the terrifying wind pressure had pressed all the hair on Lin Yi's forehead into the scar on his face, causing his skin to sting.

While throwing a punch, Venom's other hand was not idle either, picking up the cell phone that was making a noise on the ground.

Then the arm stretched out and became thinner, extending about ten meters, and was handed to Feng Mu, who was watching the battle quietly not far away, like offering a treasure.

Even when engaging in the most primitive fighting and devouring, Venom never forgot to respect his father.

Although he has the appearance of a monster, he has a pure filial heart that makes most humans feel ashamed! Feng Mu pinched the edge of the phone with his thumb and index finger, and lifted it to a position about one centimeter away from his ear, preventing the dust on the phone from falling on his clean face.

His voice came through the receiver, his tone was gentle, as clean and friendly as his cheeks:

"Hello, your friend is not available to answer the phone at the moment. If you have anything to say, please tell me first."

Feng Mu was not lying, Lin Yi really had no time to answer the phone.

"Hey, how is Lin Yi? I'm warning you..."

An angry, violent and threatening roar came immediately from the other end of the phone.

However, before the roar was finished, it was replaced by another neutral voice:

"Are you... Feng Mu?"

Feng Mu searched for the voice in his mind, but had no impression of it. It was a completely unfamiliar voice.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and said noncommittally: "It seems that your friend can't hold on any longer..."

He paused deliberately to allow the person on the other end of the phone to fully imagine Lin Yi's miserable condition. "Are you going to come pick him up? My suggestion is that you better hurry up, hehe——"

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, and time seemed to freeze for a second.

Then, the neutral voice sounded again:

"Okay, wait a moment, we'll be right there."

While he was talking on the phone, the center of the battlefield was already a matter of life and death! Lin Yi's arms trembled, opening and closing, and his elbows continuously changed angles in a small space.

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Every elbow strike was precisely blocked at the key point where the twisted fist and arm force was transmitted, either hitting, pressing, leading, or eliminating! "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

It was as dense as rain hitting banana leaves, splashing out fine black droplets.

Finally, Lin Yi's elbows were like two huge pliers, one above and one below, locking Venom's twisted arms tightly at an extremely tricky angle!

Then, his muscles expanded, his bones cracked, his waist and horse moved together, and his arms exerted force violently like a giant python strangling its prey, with such force that it was able to break steel bars.

Venom's arm was forcibly crushed apart, and the sticky dark matter that made up his fist lost its stable shape in an instant like a broken ink bottle.

But it did not turn into black liquid, but split into seven in an instant, turning into seven equally thin fists.

Seven fists broke free from the clamps and swung at the same time. Each fist was twisted into a different fist stance, but there was a strange rhythm that came from the same source and complemented each other.

These are not seven random punches, they are the seven killing punches!

Seven Killing Fists, Seven Killing Fists, originally meant to be divided into seven boxing stances, one punch superimposed on another, finally seven punches accumulated, and finally explode.

Venom doesn't understand the martial arts principles of "building up layers" and "building up strength".

His thinking was simple and direct. He simply turned one punch into seven punches, and used seven arms to perform seven moves, and the seven punches were combined into one punch and struck down.

Seven punches combined into one, seven kills with one punch!

Feng Mu looked at the scene in front of him, and his eyes behind the lenses glowed with a strange light.

"It turns out that the [Seven Killing Fists] can be used in this way. Perhaps this is the original vision of the person who created this martial art."

Feng Mu couldn't help but sigh in his heart. As a good eldest son, Venom is not only filial, but his alternative understanding and ability to realize the essence of martial arts are far beyond his expectations.

Martial arts genius?

No, this is a complete martial arts monster!

There is a wonderful telepathy between father and son, and Venom instantly and clearly received the praise and affirmation from his father.

This satisfaction is a hundred times stronger than devouring a hundred Lin Yis.

His two huge pale white eyes were bulging out from his dark head. His huge mouth, which took up half of his face, opened wide uncontrollably, and he chuckled:

“Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat!!”

The laughter echoed in the night sky, filled with the desire for food and admiration for his father.

Venom's understanding of "killing" is far inferior to His understanding of "eating".

After all, He was born from the [Feast] and the purpose of living is to eat!

Killing is eating, eating is killing!

Seven Killing Fists are also equivalent to Seven Eating Fists! While Venom was swinging his fists madly, he had some strange insights in his mind.

He felt that his understanding of "eating" and how to integrate "eating" into martial arts had an understanding that ordinary people could not imagine.

Venom's current state is very much like what countless warriors dream of: a breakthrough in battle, sudden enlightenment of martial arts, and sublimation of realm.

This state is extremely mysterious. It is said that after enlightenment, the warrior will have an unimaginable essential understanding of the martial arts he has realized, and his own spiritual will will be perfectly integrated with this martial art, becoming indistinguishable from each other.

When performing this martial art, the moves will no longer be a simple operation of strength, but will carry the imprint of the warrior's own will, deriving various powerful or mysterious powers...

Lin Yi tried his best to defend himself and was already in danger. Suddenly, he felt a strange feeling all over his body.

He felt that the air, light, and even space itself around him had become sticky and strange.

An indescribable chill from the depths of his soul instantly gripped him.

His scalp went numb and he cried out in shock:

"Impossible, this is???"

Seven pitch-black fists tore through the air, making a strange sound like teeth chewing bones. The air became visibly dim and turbid, as if it was splashed with a layer of dirty ink!

Lin Yi's eyes widened, his scalp tingling, and he saw seven fists and arms intertwined, forming a dark vortex in the air.

The vortex seemed illusory, between existence and non-existence, and its edges kept twisting and wriggling! Lin Yi stared at the center of the vortex, and he seemed to see... saw countless mouths of various shapes and jagged teeth in the depths of the vortex, opening and closing, biting, and chewing frantically.

There were human incisors and molars, wild animal fangs, insect mouthparts... countless mouths stacked one on top of the other, like the embodiment of gluttony hell! The next moment!

"ah--!!!"

Lin Yi let out a shrill howl that was not like a human voice. The indescribable horrific pain that came from every corner of his body overwhelmed all his senses like a tsunami!

The skin seemed to be gnawed by countless fine teeth, and the bones seemed to be bitten repeatedly by huge canine teeth! The heart was pierced by sharp teeth, the liver was torn, the intestines were bitten off, the lungs were chewed, and all the internal organs were chewed by countless mouths at the same time.

The pain for a moment was even greater than the pain of being pinched by the baby-faced captain with a nail clipper!

"Illusion, fake? The martial arts aroused the spirit, this is a martial arts skill, are you kidding me?"

Lin Yi stared with his eyes wide open, trying desperately to tell himself that the feedback from his body was all an illusion and he absolutely must not believe it, otherwise... Lin Yi's mind was flashing uncontrollably with those nightmarish memories within the hidden door.

How did those once powerful and rational companions, under all kinds of strange mental erosion and illusion torture, gradually collapse, twist, and finally completely degenerate and deform into bizarre creatures! "Absolutely, absolutely, I can't believe the letter!!!" Lin Yi screamed in his heart.

But the pain that came from the body, the feeling of the skin being bitten by the teeth, the bones being crushed by the teeth, and the internal organs being swallowed and chewed by the teeth was really unbelievable.

If people knew that they were hallucinations and could stop believing them, there wouldn't be so many people in the Hidden Door who would degenerate and become monsters.

If we knew that hallucinations were real and could be resisted, the world wouldn't be filled with hidden psychopaths and lunatics.

Just like him, or every white mask, if they went to the hospital for a mental evaluation, they would definitely be locked up in a mental hospital.

After all, the reason they like to have extra meals is because they have been stimulated too much in the hidden door, their spirits have been polluted, and the "God" in their bodies has long been riddled with holes, so they need to regularly vent their madness in the most primitive and violent way to fill the ever-expanding void of "God". The world is a madhouse, everyone is a patient, and everyone is each other's medicine.

Patients need to eat each other to relieve their condition! ....Ps: Lao Shu also needs a wave of monthly tickets to relieve his unbearable condition, please readers, please vote for the monthly ticket~~~ (End of this chapter)