There was a strange noise behind him. Lu Zhi frowned and dodged the whistling attack, his eyes looking at the resurrected first generation Ares.
The bronze spear in his hand smashed through the floor and got stuck in the broken floor and carpet, allowing him to pull it out with all his strength.
The person in the painting stood vividly in front of Lu Zhi, and she also saw clearly the appearance of the first generation of Ares.
The smooth body like a human sculpture has flowing muscle lines, and a ruthless and bloodthirsty grin is revealed on his handsome face, with tears of blood dripping from the corners of his eyes.
Lu Zhi knew that if she wanted to kill Ares, she would not be able to rely on brute force alone. She turned around and ran forward, her eyes scanning the walls on both sides of her.
She didn't understand the conditions that triggered the entry here, and she had no idea how to leave here. Fortunately, there was no maze corridor here, so Lu Zhi didn't have to bump around like a headless fly.
The good thing is that there is no maze, but the bad thing is that there is no maze, and she needs to face the Western mythological god of war who is pressing hard behind her!
The floor beneath her feet shook violently from far to near, and a cold and cruel gaze swept across her back, like a venomous snake waiting for an opportunity to strike, staring at its prey.
The light beam behind him went out, and it was so fast that it almost swallowed up the person who was running madly in the blink of an eye.
The oxygen in his lungs was thin, and Lu Zhi was breathing heavily through his nose, his expression serious and calm.
...
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The tip of his ears moved slightly, and he clearly caught the sound of something piercing the air, made a judgment, and barely avoided the sneak attack.
There were several portraits hanging on the walls, which were a mixture of dark red and bright gold. Lu Zhi quickly glanced at them and saw that the things in the paintings were becoming more and more weird.
She also found an old acquaintance - Dr. Li.
Dr. Li's true form is a combination of the genetic molecules of deep-sea squid and longhorn beetle, and is also the work of a man named Ruan Zhi.
A grinning figure was approaching from behind. The tip of the bronze spear was only a fist's length away from the back of Lu Zhi's head. With a slight movement, it was able to pierce through, causing red and white sticky splashes in the air.
"bite!"
The sound of metal collision was extremely harsh, and sparks flew between the collisions. The broken scalpel played a role in first aid in the critical moment.
After taking the brutal blow, the scalpel shattered in front of Lu Zhi's eyes, and the sharp blade easily cut her palm.
The sweet smell of blood filled the narrow and dark corridor, and Lu Zhi became the only watershed between yin and yang.
In front of her, in the thick and cold darkness, a murderous beast stared at her intently;
Behind her, the dim, burnt light formed a protective pure land.
The bloody smell floating in the air constantly stimulated the rioting First Generation God of War. His heavy breathing was clearly audible, and his scarlet eyes shone brightly in the dark.
"roar!"
The beast's roar rushed towards Lu Zhi, and its smelly saliva flew everywhere.
She keenly noticed that this thing was very interested in her blood, and clenched her palms without changing her expression.
He pierced the wound with his finger without hesitation, squeezed out a large pool of blood, and then waved his hand.
The god of war Ares is bloodthirsty and warlike, and this character has become one of the few life-saving straws at this moment.
Ares was like a wolf seeing meat, his pupils stood up like needles, and he turned his head to pounce on the red ** flying above his head.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Zhi ran forward without looking back, running faster than she did when she ran the 50-meter race in college.
Without a weapon, Ares could not be killed by brute force alone. Lu Zhi had no baggage, and of the thirty-six strategies, running away was the best.
A door appeared in front of us, magnificent, solemn and charming, but with visible danger attached to it.
There were wolves in front and tigers behind. While Lu Zhi was hesitating, the first generation of Ares, who had been chasing him following the scent of blood, appeared less than five meters away.
A web of cracks appeared on his smooth and flawless face, and flakes of stone began to fall off his exposed waist and abdomen, revealing his originally ugly and eye-catching appearance.
Lu Zhi turned around and pushed open the door.
Under Ares' shocked and angry eyes, the door slowly closed.
He raised his arm, swung it and threw the bronze spear.
The tip of the spear pierced the sky, and the sound of breaking wind was accompanied by a loud bang!
The bronze spear was only a few centimeters away from piercing Lu Zhi's forehead. During the less than five seconds, she did not blink for a moment, staring at the bronze spear fearlessly, her pupils shrinking slightly.
Fortunately, the door was closed in time.
The furious roar outside the door was suddenly isolated, and silence returned to the surroundings. Lu Zhi leaned against the door and looked around vigilantly.
The decoration here is very high-tech, which is incompatible with the retro and dark corridor outside the door. It seems like entering another spatial dimension.
The cold, plain tinplates are underfoot, the dazzling white light tubes on the ceiling above are closely arranged, and the tall cabinets in the room are filled with glass containers of various sizes.
After waiting quietly for a while, Lu Zhi walked inside.
In the glass container, various organs were soaked in formalin. Lu Zhi even saw the detached fingernails.
It is neither rotten nor decayed, and you can even see distinct blood vessels on the cold white skin.
A whole wall of cabinets was filled with similar items, with the front row containing items from humans.
His eyes passed over the eyeballs soaked in liquid, Lu Zhi pursed his lips, raised his foot and continued to walk inside.
Poisonous snakes soaked in strong alcohol, poisonous insects dismembered after being made into specimens, butterflies with broken wings and torn abdomens...
Each one was done to perfection by the experiment owner, with neat cuts and step-by-step diagrams pasted on the glass for viewing and reading.
In the middle of the room was a simple laboratory table. The light illuminated the cold operating table. Lu Zhi squinted her eyes and she seemed to see large bloodstains there.
Tick-tock…
The green heart rate line on the 24-hour ECG monitor jumped up and down so fast that Lu Zhi's heart skipped a beat.
There was nothing on the operating table.
Amid the ticking sounds, the frozen room became full of humanity as the bells rang, with human figures appearing everywhere. It took only half a second for the figures to transform from being translucent to solid.
Lu Zhi subconsciously slowed down her breathing until she felt the impact of her soul, which caught her off guard and made her eyebrows jump. It was as if her soul had left her body for a moment.
Watching the doctors appearing in the room and passing through his body, Lu Zhi suddenly realized that these people and things were images of what happened here in the past.
Her action of pushing the door open was like turning on the image.
My shoulder was suddenly touched by a warm hand, and the person behind me moved a little hesitantly, as if hesitating and dared not to identify it.
Lu Zhi's eyes flashed, and he subconsciously grabbed the man's wrist and decisively threw him over his shoulder.
With a bang, the man in hospital gown fell awkwardly on the cold floor. When he got up with trembling hands, blood gushed out of his nose.
"It's you. Sorry."
After seeing clearly that the man was Liu Yuxi, Lu Zhi rubbed his sore wrist and apologized.
Although there was no apology in the eldest lady's eyes or tone, Liu Yuxi still agreed unceremoniously, covering her painful and sour nose, and her eyes turned red.
Just when Lu Zhi was wondering if she was a little too ruthless, Liu Yuxi whimpered, causing her to secretly complain, was she really that harsh?
"Sister Lu," Liu Yuxi wiped away her bitter tears, as if she had seen a savior, "I was so miserable, I almost died at the hands of Ares."
Well, the guilt that had just emerged was pulled out of the soil by her expressionless face. Lu Zhi raised his eyelids: "Ares? How did you get here?"
As Lu Zhi asked, he kept an eye on the actions of the people in white coats around him.
There seem to be two teams here, one is the doctors from the Second Mental Hospital, and the other is the scientific researchers wearing strange brooches.
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