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Chapter 152 - 152: Concussion

Chapter 152: Chapter 152: Concussion

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Boom-

A dazzling silver beam of light shot towards rhe helpless bat-winged zombie hanging on the window railing. Song Jian didn’t even need to use his “Mind’s Eye” skill to lock onto ir and attack, as it was now a sitting target.

Roar-

The bat-winged zombie became even more enraged as it was hit by the silver beam. The sun had risen, weakening all its attributes by half. The zombie s vitality points were now less than four hundred, and each second, the “Eye of Death” caused over ninety points of physical and mental damage. The zombie s vitality points plummeted at an alarming rate.

Finally, sensing that death was imminent, rhe bat-winged zombie’s crimson eyes revealed a hint of bloodlust as it glared at Song Jian. It let out an angry roar, and furiously twisted its body, not caring how this movement further damaged its trapped wing.

Crack-

A crisp sound of bone fracturing, followed by the sound of flesh tearing, signaled that the bat-winged zombie had freed itself from the window railing. With a push of its legs, ir lunged towards Song Jian’s location – seemingly determined to take him down with it before ir died.

Mid-air, the bat-winged zombie contorted its body to dodge the silver beam, but its severely injured wing made ir difficult to maintain balance. If it hadn’t already been high up, using inertia to glide a short distance, it wouldn’t have been able to reach the building where Song Jian was hiding.

After five seconds, the silver beam disappeared, and Song Jian suddenly felr drained. This wasn’t physical fatigue bur mental exhaustion – feeling like he’d been gaming all night.

“I just woke up…” Song Jian forced a wry smile, “Seems like I still need to get used to this external gear. Just losing fifty percent of my spirit points leaves me feeling completely drained of energy.”

This was Song Jian’s first time using the “Vertical Eye” external gear. Some adjustment was necessary to avoid draining more spirit points than usual.

With only about thirty vitality points left, the bat-winged zombies body fell unsteadily, twisting and tumbling in the air, appearing utterly pathetic.

Thud-

The zombie’s body violently crashed into rhe window of Song Jian’s room, breaking the old window and creating a large hole. Song Jian quickly stepped back.

“Die, die…” The bat-winged zombie, its mouth full of blood, clawed at the window frame, trying to squeeze in. its upper body was exposed, displaying numerous scars – some fresh, some old – suggesting it was a battle-hardened warrior.

Snap-

Grasping it had trapped its right wing, the zombie let out a low growl and bit down on the base of rhe injured appendage, tearing it off with all its strength.

“Crunch, crunch-” Its sharp tusk-like fangs, like a knife’s edge, sliced through the wing’s bones. After a short struggle, rhe bat-winged zombie let our a painful scream and chewed through its right wing. Its body squeezed through the window, leaving the broken wing hanging outside.

Witnessing the zombie’s brutality, Song Jian frowned. He could imagine the cruel fate awaiting anyone who fell into rhe clutches of these monsters.

“It’s better for monsters like you to die!” Song Jian said, pulling out his “Tusk Fang Stinger”‘ and pouncing on rhe critically wounded bat-winged zombie.

At this moment, the bat-winged zombie was covered in blood with only about thirty Vitality Points left. Its chest, back, and ribs were all marked with burns, and the broken wings on its back were still slowly oozing blood. Its appearance was quite miserable, but the frenzied aura it emitted was almost solidifying, like transparent flames that would ignite upon contact. Even Song Jian felt a heavy pressure when he got within three meters of it.

The bat-winged zombie let out a beast-like roar from its throat and raised its right hand, causing a black mist to slowly emerge and condense into a huge iron axe in mid-air. The axe was over a meter long, with an extremely large face, dark and heavy like half of a round table. If one had to estimate its weight, it would be at least hundreds of pounds. But when held in the hand of the bat-winged zombie, it seemed as light as a toy.

Whoosh-

The bat-winged zombie swung its right hand, and the huge iron axe chopped down at Song Jian with the force of a mountain bearing down on him. The fierce wind pressure blew air apart, and for a moment, Song Jian felt like he was suffocating.

Not daring to continue charging forward, Song Jian hurriedly dodged to avoid the attack. The iron axe almost grazed his cheek, slicing a three-inch long wound, and blood instantly stained half of his face.

“Damn, my face is ruined!”

For a moment, Song Jian was furious, and the murderous intent in his heart ignited like dry firewood soaked in oil. His eyes filled with bloodshot veins.

“I want you dead!” With a low growl in his throat, he stabbed at the bat-winged zombie’s temple with his dagger.

Bang!

The iron axe of the bat-winged zombie chopped heavily onto the floor, with more than half of the blade cutting in. A crack over three feet long appeared on the ground, as this strike split the hollow slate between two floors.

Sensing the sound of air breaking near its ear, the bat-winged zombie released its grip on the iron axe. In an instant, the axe embedded in the floor turned into a puff of black smoke.

With a wave of its left hand, the black smoke reappeared in the palm of the bat-winged zombie’s left hand and transformed back into an iron axe. The large axe face acted like a shield, blocking Song Jian’s attack. Sparks flew with a clang, and Song Jian felt a soreness in his wrist.

Bang-

The bat-winged zombie clenched its right fist and punched towards Song Jian’s head. He had no time to dodge, so he had to endure the blow.

With a muffled grunt, Song Jian felt as if half of his face had gone numb. A surge of force sent him flying five or six meters away. His blood sprayed in mid-air, leaving a ghastly trail. When Song Jian struggled to get up from the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and even blood flowed from his ear and nostril. It looked like a small red snake trailing down his skin. His head buzzed, and his vision blurred.

System: You are hit by LV10 Bat-Winged Zombie (Elite )’s heavy attack, taking 68-29 points of damage for an actual damage of 39 points;

System: You are currently in a “concussion’¹ state, with a 50% decrease in vision, 30% decrease in accuracy, 10% decrease in attack, and 30% decrease in mobility, lasting for io seconds;

Song Jian was shocked, his body seemed out of control, his feet feeling unsteady as if stepping on cotton. His hands waved wildly in the air, and as soon as he got up, he fell back down again.

In this condition, it didn’t matter if it lasted 10 seconds or just three seconds. He would die here. The bat-winged zombie, roaring and waving, pounced at him, and the chilling sound of the iron axe cutting through the air got closer and closer to his head.