Chapter 23: The Warrior's Helmet (Third Update) Seeking Recommendations and Bookmarks

  The two snow-white incisors of the mutant mouse were too sharp, and various wooden and plastic materials could only be crushed into fragments under its claws. Under the powerful push of the mutant spider, the obstacles outside the door were not worth mentioning, and they fell down with just one touch.

  Hordes of monsters rushed into the hall, bringing with them a strong smell of blood and rot. Although the door was small, only a few mutated creatures could enter at a time, but the ferocious and bloody aura that came with them made one's hands and feet turn cold.

  Ah...

  "TMD!" Hearing the shrill cry behind him, Liang Jing's knife-wielding motion couldn't help but pause for a moment, his eyebrows furrowed together. He was increasingly intolerant of these "teammates". Didn't they fear attracting even more mutated monsters from further away with such loud noises?

  "You few girls go into that room and don't make a racket for no reason." Liang Jing yelled, pointing to the room next door with an impatient tone.

  At that moment, everyone around was startled. They had never seen Liang Jing speak so loudly before, not even when he was about to kill someone earlier, his voice wouldn't rise.

  For a moment, everyone didn't dare make a sound. The hall was left with only the howling of the mutated monster. Several girls quietly walked into the room.

  They didn't know that the more mutated monsters were killed, the blood flowing out emitted a stronger bloody smell, and it was constantly spreading around.

  This way, you can't move or act. If you don't kill the mutated monsters, you'll be killed by them instead. But killing the mutated monsters only spreads the bloody smell faster and wider, attracting even more of them. How frustrating is that?

  This is a dead loop!

  Although constantly killing mutated monsters with white spiritual light to gain some physical recovery, it's also necessary to withstand the monster tide. Facing a large number of mutated monsters rushing in, even if wearing leather armor, one would likely be torn into strips. With injuries on the body, it's worth noting that white spiritual light has healing and recovery effects, but wound healing also takes time. If one is continuously injured, they will definitely bleed excessively and lose the strength to resist, leading to death.

  And even if we can really withstand the tide of mutant monsters, who knows when these mutant monsters will stop? When can they be killed off? The white spiritual light has a slow effect on strengthening the soul's mental strength, but it is not enough to recover mental strength, and the recovery effect is too slow and poor.

  Liang Jing's short knife continued to dance in his hand, taking a deep breath of the thick, pungent smell of blood that filled his nostrils and clearing his head. His mind was racing with thoughts on how to deal with these mutated monsters.

  "Acne men, stop and push the cabinet sofa next to you to block the mutated monster from entering the room. Don't let go, just slow down the entry speed of the mutated monster. Yang Yuanyuan, come and assist, look for where there is danger that needs help, and where there are fish that have slipped through the net, take action." At this time, Liang Jing also couldn't care about so much, directly giving orders.

  Everyone listened and had no opinion, quickly taking action, all kinds of furniture boxes suddenly blocked the gap, Liang Jing took advantage of this to follow up, his hands chopping mechanically.

  He originally had other killing moves in his hand, but the situation was not suitable now. In this narrow space, fighting with 【Violent Throw】 might not have much effect. Moreover, he didn't want to use a combat method that consumed too much physical strength when he still didn't know how many enemies there were. He also had to guard against the four security guards who hadn't made any moves yet, so he had to hold back, even if the enemy was very weak.

  Now in this narrow space, using a short knife to fight is not bad, and even better, the physical consumption is not great. After killing monsters, the white light of soul although now has no obvious effect on Liang Jing's physical strengthening, but the white light constantly nourishes and cleanses the whole body skin, flesh and bones, and even deeper places. The recovery effect of combat fatigue can be self-sufficient, and the whole body is always comfortable as if soaking in a hot spring.

  Due to the relationship of killing Golden Baroque, Liang Jing's physical quality is now nine times that of ordinary people, much stronger than these mutant monsters. With a short knife in hand, he can basically kill one mutant monster with one slash, and his leather armor defense is not weak either. The mutant monsters are also hard to break through his defense for the time being, and he fights like a fish in water in this narrow space.

  "Boom..."

  A crimson fireball with a diameter of over ten centimeters swiftly traversed an arc, striking a mutated rat that was about to gnaw on the wooden crate in front of the room door. With a loud explosion, the fireball impacted and burst open the mutated rat's head, high-temperature flames rapidly spreading across its dog-sized body. The air emitted a pungent smell of char.

  Yang Yu Yuan's fireball finally unleashed its power, the massive sonic boom startling the mutated monsters inside the house, momentarily stunning them, but they soon became even more frenzied.

  The entire hall was filled with the stench of blood, rot, and char for a moment, making one feel nauseous. However, facing death danger, they had to counterattack. Otherwise, they would die. The acne-faced men were pale, but they ignored their injuries and firmly blocked the door behind the obstacles. Even the three women who had originally entered the room participated, occasionally pushing up a cabinet to replace the destroyed obstacle in front of them.

  ……………

  Listening to the loud shouting and huge explosions from downstairs, the middle-aged security guard's expression became increasingly pleased. Liang Jing, do you know that you've been shouting loudly? Have you reached your limit? Don't die so quickly, I still have more gifts for you...

  Hahaha...

  The three security guards on the side became increasingly uneasy, the noise downstairs was too loud, they were really afraid that the downstairs could not hold up, and hiding in this room could really get through the danger? Regretting secretly in their hearts.

  ……………

  Under the orange-yellow flames, in the hall, people worked together to resist the invasion of mutated monsters. The number of corpses on the ground was increasing, and a layer of dark red blood had been spread all over the floor. The smell of blood filled the entire space like a substance, time slowly passed by...

  A large mutated mouse-like creature with sharp claws and teeth darted out from in front of the house door, its movements swift and agile as it pounced towards Liang Jing's chest and abdomen. Liang Jing merely twisted his waist, avoiding the attack with his upper body, before suddenly exerting force with his hand, combining the power of his twisting spine to slash upwards. The knife flashed a deep red light, gleaming for an instant.

  Hmph...

  The family dog ripped open the mutated mouse in mid-air, its internal organs spilling out and falling to the ground. The mutated mouse struggled for a few moments before lying still.

  Pong!

  With the left foot as the axis, the right foot whipped out with great force, making a loud "whooshing" sound, and kicked the head of a mutated spider-turtle that was trying to squeeze through an obstacle. The mutated spider's body was almost as wide as the door, leaving no time for evasion. With a loud crash, it flew backward, knocking over other mutated creatures behind it, before finally slamming into the wall and falling to the ground. The kicked area had a depression of nearly 20 centimeters, with shattered skin and fluid splattered all around. The creature's legs struggled to move but were unable to do so for the time being.

  A massive sonic boom, the crowd on one side was also frightened. Good fellow, what kind of power can have such destructive force? You know that the body of a mutated spider is not light, and its head and chest are hard exoskeletons. Just now, the crowd didn't hesitate to chop at the mutated creature with their knives, but when they hit the spider's limbs, it was difficult to penetrate the flesh. Only Yang Yu could inflict damage on the mutated spider, but killing a powerful mutated spider is by no means easy.

  Liang Jing doesn't even need a knife now, just a casual kick can make someone half-dead, and it's estimated that they won't survive. The crowd watched Liang Jing who was continuously killing, and couldn't help but feel more and more fearful, thinking in their hearts: don't provoke this god of murder, or he'll casually give you a kick, and you won't have the mutated spider's hard body to withstand it.

  Liang Jingke didn't have time to care about their thoughts, taking advantage of the pause, he now saw a mutated rat corpse next to which had dropped a brown leather helmet, silently picking it up and replacing the motorcycle helmet on his head.

  "【Warrior's Helmet】Quality: White, Resistance: 5, Durability: 10, Weight: 5, Equipment Requirement: Strength; 1."

  The armor on his body and the greaves on his legs were of the same style, forming a complete set. The tactile sensation was much clearer than that of a motorcycle helmet, and the defense was also stronger. After all, wearing a motorcycle helmet always felt like there was a layer of isolation between his head and the outside world, which had no small impact on combat and fighting. Previously, he had been ambushed and shot by Hong Bin, and this had a lot to do with that.

  With this helmet that only exposes his eyes, Liang Jing can now declare that he dares to confront ordinary firearms head-on and launch a strong attack.