A Weak Passerby | BL, EDITED MTL

Chapter 46: Battle power ceiling

The survivors who boarded the train from Linshui Station would discuss the mysterious Dark Night Butcher from time to time in private. In addition, on the day when the mutants evolved into zombies, the train broadcast reported that the Dark Night Butcher killed one of the mutant monsters. There was no survivor on the train who didn't know the name of the Dark Night Butcher.

Even though they knew it, there were always some survivors who were still unwilling to believe that such a strong man holding a sickle really existed. Or to be more precise, they did not believe that the other party's strength was as strong as the rumors said.

After all, seeing is believing. It is normal to have doubts about something that you have not seen with your own eyes and that is praised to the sky.

Apart from this, compared to the survivors who were accidentally rescued by the Dark Night Butcher, this group of people actually regarded the various rumors related to the Dark Night Butcher as stories that had nothing to do with themselves.

Yu Cheng and the six awakened ones belong to this category.

It is precisely because of this that at this moment, when they saw Liu Qingzhi standing on a high place with a sickle in his hand, they felt a shock that made the blood in their bodies seem to freeze in an instant.

Just imagine that the protagonist of the rumored story suddenly appeared in their sight in an unexpected way, and it was someone they all knew. This contrast almost made them think that there was something wrong with their eyes.

At this moment, complex emotions such as surprise, panic, and fear suddenly flooded into their minds, making the seven people's hearts as turbulent as a roller coaster.

Fang Xiang and Yuan Yangbai on the other side were also very excited.

Although they confirmed that Liu Qingzhi was the Dark Night Butcher because of his weapon after falling into the deep pit, it was not until now, when they actually saw Liu Qingzhi holding the scythe that was almost exactly the same as the rumors, that the feeling of joy that the person they admired in their hearts finally appeared before their eyes became completely concrete.

Liu Qingzhi held the sickle and gathered strength again. The surrounding wind surged. Before the mud and sand condensed by the tree man monster swallowed him, Liu Qingzhi dodged flexibly, and then turned over and jumped onto the tree man's arm at a speed that was almost impossible to capture with the naked eye, and chopped off the opponent's arm very neatly.

At this moment, with a crackling sound and a scream from the tree man monster, Liu Qingzhi's figure moved again.

His flexible body and the cold light of the blade coexisted, drawing a sharp and smooth arc in the air.

He raised his hand and swung the knife accurately. With his strength, the sharp blade slashed down along the skin of the tree monster, cutting off the tree monster's skin in a lightning speed.

The other arm was also chopped off.

With a "bang", the tree monster's arm fell straight to the ground, creating a nearly ten-meter-deep pit.

In just a few seconds, the tree monster lost both arms and immediately let out a furious roar.

However, before he could react further, Liu Qingzhi had already inserted the sickle into the tree man monster's back, and moved it down through the friction between the blade and the flesh, and finally cut off the tree man's feet in the blink of an eye.

There is no special technique involved; it's just a perfect combination of strength and speed.

In the most intuitive way, the somewhat violent and neat feeling of hard chopping is presented to everyone.