This aura is deadly

At the end of the corridor, there is no longer a door, but a wall of flesh.

This wall of flesh seemed to be breathing, constantly expanding and searching, squeezing the wall at the edge of the door frame into cracks. Through the thin skin, Chen Ke could see that something like meat and intestines was bulging inside.

Without saying a word, Chen Ke hit the wall of flesh with an ax and opened a bloody hole. The flesh wall trembled and slowly moved closer to the door.

He raised the ax and chopped several times in succession. Each blow made the piece of meat take half a step back. Chen Ke attached flames to the ax and made a heavy chop with both hands. This time, the force was stronger, and the meat trembled violently. , all sucked into a big hole in the center of the room with a grunt.

Chen Ke walked into the room and looked at the big hole in the floor. It was a hole estimated to be six meters in diameter.

He looked down, but it was so dark that he couldn't see anything. At this moment, Chen Kecai suddenly realized that he had never thought about carrying a lighting tool with him.

"That candlestick could have been used, but my IQ is too low, and the lighting effect is not as good as an ordinary flashlight." Chen Ke thought seriously.

"And that stuff was all used up when I was in the institute. I'd better buy a strong flashlight and carry it with me in case of emergencies." He murmured to himself, wondering what to do now.

This room was completely undecorated, with no windows or doors, let alone furniture, and only a large hole in the center. Chen Ke thought for a moment and groped around on his body, but couldn't find anything that could be thrown away.

It was impossible to lose the pistol and axe, and it was also impossible to lose the entire Florence suit on him, so he could only lose a bottle of blood.

He took out the blood bottle he picked up from the secret keeper and threw it into the big hole, trying to see how deep the hole was.

Unexpectedly, within a few seconds after the small blood bottle was released, there was a sound of touching the ground in the darkness, and listening to the echo, Chen Ke judged that there should be a large blood pool below.

There was no way out, the only option was to jump. Chen Ke held the axe, took a deep breath, and jumped into the dark hole.

During the fall, many people seemed to be whispering to him. For some reason, a series of thoughts appeared in his mind.

"Mr. William from King's University found me. Under his inspiration, I had a new breakthrough direction for my neurological disease. He provided some blood donated by volunteers for me to inject into Katherine's body. Although I was a little confused at first, it really worked! I tried to draw my own blood to give Katherine an infusion so that I wouldn't have to go to Mr. William every week...but it didn't seem to work, and Mr. William didn't. Never mentioned where his volunteers came from..."

Chen Ke's feet landed with a thump, and he heard a click from his waist. He gritted his teeth and groaned.

"It's a dog's day... my waist flashed..." Chen Ke hit his waist with his right hand to stretch his muscles and relax himself.

If you jump blindly into a dark space and don't know the depth, it will be difficult to prepare for the landing.

It was pitch black down here. Chen Ke looked up and looked online. The hole above his head was only as big as a palm. If he used visual inspection, the depth was actually quite deep...

The light source at the entrance of the cave seemed to be swallowed up by the surrounding darkness, and once below, it was completely plunged into darkness.

He waded with his feet, and the water that rose up reached his ankles. He didn't know if it was blood or other water below, but at the same time, there were more urgent things that Chen Ke needed to deal with.

He turned on his spiritual vision and found that he was surrounded by humanoid silhouettes.

"It fell into the nest..." Chen Ke snorted coldly. He attached the flame to the axe, lengthened the axe handle, and the iron grip became a little deformed. The 100-degree high temperature just now made the axe's mechanism difficult. The structure becomes less neat.

"+1 minute"

"+1 minute"

"+1 minute"

"+1 minute"

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There are a huge number of these monsters, but they are too weak for the current Chen Ke. Under the firelight, the thin red humanoid monsters are overwhelmingly pouring towards him, which reminds Chen Ke of the first battle in the Xijin Building.

Angele's Grizzly burned fiercely, the magical flames illuminated the underground space, and the blood-red blood pool also boiled with the increase in temperature.

Chen Ke held the ax with both hands, imitating the movements of the ax brother and having fun. After two turns, he lay on the ax handle with his right hand and finished with a big windmill.

At this moment, something unexpected happened. The connection between the ax blade and the ax handle was burned by the high temperature.

Maybe the secret keeper didn't expect that his weapons would work in a high temperature environment. The enchanted ax blade continued to burn, and the surrounding indoor temperature continued to rise, making the fragile connecting rod brittle and white.

The ax itself is a pull-out structure, and the handle is actually hollow. Under the high temperature, it finally failed to collapse and burned.

The ax blade was thrown far away with a clang. Chen Ke only had a stick that was neither long nor short in his hand. He had no choice but to take out his pistol and shoot.

Even if there are no holy objects and weapons, Chen Ke will not be unable to deal with these monsters. At least no one can take away the Ashes of Angele, and there is no consumption in using them.

The only drawback is that Angele's Ashes can also cause harm to himself. After all, he is not a flame witch, and the flames will not be polite to him.

This leads to an extreme reliance on the fire immunity effect of Angel's Elegy's armor when using this relic.

Under the scanning of the spiritual vision, the outlines of the surrounding monsters were constantly decreasing. The high temperature of more than 100 degrees made these monsters burrow into the blood in pain, and his own face was also burned with blisters.

This is really a move that kills one thousand enemies and damages nine hundred.

A high temperature of 100 degrees can kill any living thing. Blood will coagulate, cells and bacteria will be killed, body surfaces will blister and burn, and people will become severely dehydrated.

Chen Ke can still stand only because his self-healing function is constantly operating, which also means that he is constantly enduring the torture of barbecue.

But it has to be said that with this ability, Chen Ke's tolerance for pain has become much stronger.

Just like Wolverine, he can endure more serious injuries because he cannot die, and because he always suffers more serious injuries, the serious injuries in his eyes are completely different from the serious injuries in the eyes of ordinary people.

For Chen Ke now, breaking his arms, legs, and disembowelling him wouldn't be considered an injury at all. As long as he still has life support, being disemboweled and stuffing the intestines with his hands would still be fine.

When the surroundings became quiet and no human figure could be seen anymore, Chen Ke took away the ashes of Angeli, and his cheek covered with burns and blood blisters completely recovered in an instant.

These monsters are inherently fragile and can only provide one minute of murderous energy per second. Even if they come in groups, it is not enough for Chen Ke to heal himself just now.

He took out a piece of the painful soul and crushed it into pieces. The original life limit of 95 hours suddenly reached 150 hours.

A piece of painful soul can increase the upper limit by 50 hours, and Chen Ke still has 65 pieces in his hand.

150 hours...can I use that gun once? Chen Ke recalled carefully that when he used that fatal gun for the first time in the institute's shelter, the upper limit of his life seemed to be 156 hours...

"It's not enough, I have to squeeze another one...but..." Chen Ke hesitated. It was only 50 hours now, so it would be a bit of a loss when he used it for the third time.

He decided to hold it still and look at it later. Maybe in 1859, there might be a chance to get a smaller piece of deformed soul.