Once inside the factory, there were bloodstains everywhere and a lot of scattered pieces of meat. No one had cleaned it up, and after a night it was surrounded by flies.
Some pieces of meat still had many teeth marks on them, leaving traces of having been eaten.
Lin Fan just glanced at all of this and then looked away without interest.
The machete demon has the quirk of chopping living people into pieces, but it doesn't have the habit of eating living people like the weird ones. These traces were probably caused by the wandering weird ones wandering around in the middle of the night.
but……
They would rather gnaw on pieces of meat on the ground than enter the center of the factory and eat fresh, living people.
From this we can see that the existence of the Cleaver Demon can make most monsters afraid and automatically stay away from it.
After a few minutes of walking.
Lin Fan stopped and according to the information from the Blue Sky City Emergency Team, the Cleaver Demon was inside.
If he moved any further, no matter how gentle his movements were, he would not be able to remain completely silent and would inevitably alert the enemy.
So think about it, stop here, and wait for the real night to fall.
You can also take advantage of this time to start setting up the scene.
Lin Fan raised the black umbrella, revealing a hint of murderous intent, and the man in the black suit made a strange sound, "No wonder Mr. Lin is so cautious. I really don't like the atmosphere inside."
When Podao meets Podao, they smell the other's scent and instinctively resist, feeling threatened, and become alert, which naturally makes them unhappy.
But the Cleaver Demon's weirdness is just a pursuit of life.
In the past, he wouldn't be worthy of being looked at by a Dao-breaking-level monster.
However, the Chopper Demon himself was endowed with strange powers, and actually had several wisps of aura that threatened the Dao Breaking Level.
There was still a lot of space inside the entire factory, and Lin Fan was at least fifty meters away from the Chopper Demon.
In addition, before coming here, he had tried his best to concentrate his mind and hide his own aura, including repeatedly reminding the black dress to be weird.
So Lin Fan stood at the door of the factory, holding a black umbrella, like an ordinary person, quietly waiting for the night to fall.
However, beneath his feet, layer upon layer of black shadows were rippling, and shadow soldiers were silently manifesting as entities.
…
It was nightfall, around eight o'clock.
A cold wind blew gently, covering the entire Blue Sky City. Anyone, whether on the street or at home, would feel a little chilly and terrified.
Inside the factory building, there was a thin man who was not very tall, only about 1.68 meters tall. He was wearing a ragged short-sleeved shirt, and the exposed parts were all strong and bulging muscles like stones.
His muscles weren't huge, but anyone with a discerning eye could see the explosive power contained in them. He was undoubtedly more ferocious than those muscular men who only wanted to look good by enlarging their muscles.
Some muscles strengthen the body; some muscles take lives.
The Cleaver Demon is undoubtedly the latter.
At this moment, he was lying on top of a pile of flesh, his tattered clothes and body all stained with dried blood, filled with a foul stench, which made him look even more ferocious and evil.
Rhythmic snoring sounds filled the factory.
More than thirty minutes later, as the snoring gradually weakened, the Cleaver Demon woke up from his sleep, sat up, and his consciousness went from being drowsy to alert in almost a few seconds.
"It's night again."
He glanced at the sky, then wiped the remaining blood from his face. "The blood has dried up. I need to add some new blood."
He muttered as he stood up.
A sharp, shrill voice came from the palm of his hand, "I want the blood of a young girl... Please... go find it... go find it..."
"I'm too lazy to look for it... I want to go to the emergency team base tonight."
The Cleaver Demon glanced down and frowned slightly.
He then spoke decisively and directly rejected the strange demands of the contract in his body.
The strange thing that was still muttering quietly suddenly disappeared, as if it didn't dare to force this living person to do anything.
Unlike the capable woman under Lin Fan, she also needs to please the contractual weirdness in her body in every possible way in order to cooperate and perform better tricks.
But the Cleaver Demon's words could directly force Guiyi to make concessions, and even make Guiyi afraid.
After saying this, the machete demon walked slowly forward and headed straight for the main gate of the factory.
After walking only a few dozen steps, he suddenly stopped.
Looking ahead, after nightfall, only a few dim lights were left in the factory, providing dim illumination.
Beyond that, looking further into the distance, there is only endless darkness and gloom.
For him, he had long been accustomed to such darkness and such evil terror.
But for some reason, he felt as if he was being targeted by a wild beast, which made him wary of the front.
"It's a little off."
The machete demon tilted his head, narrowed his eyes, and exuded a hint of cruelty and bloodthirstiness in his doubt.
At this moment, hidden in the darkness, almost integrated into a corner that could not be seen by the naked eye, six shadow soldiers, holding machetes in both hands, surrounded and killed him.
"Look, look, look, there really is an ambush... I hope it's owned by someone, otherwise it would be too boring without blood and flesh..."
The machete demon laughed crazily.
Faced with the six strange fighting forces at the level of chasing life, the strange machete he contracted was only at the level of chasing life.
But he did not retreat but advanced and took the initiative to move forward!
Even without transforming into a sword demon, he just transformed one arm into a sword.
Facing the two black shadow long swords slashing at him from the front, his body stopped abruptly and twisted, as agile as a snake. The black shadow long swords brushed past his body but did not hurt him at all.
He just shook, leaving behind a trail of afterimages, accompanied by six flashes of cold light.
I saw that the heads of six black shadow soldiers had been chopped off.
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