Chapter 323 Added Countless Wounds
Time is like sand in an hourglass, passing by mercilessly every second.
At this time, Lin Ze had countless wounds all over his body.
Those hideous scars looked like claw marks left by the devil on his body.
Blood gushed out from these wounds like a flood.
In the blink of an eye, his originally snow-white clothes were stained scarlet, which was shocking to the sight.
However, even after suffering such severe trauma, Lin Ze still did not show the slightest intention of retreating.
I saw him clenching his teeth tightly, and his facial muscles were tense due to excessive force, clearly highlighting his inner determination and resolve at the moment.
He endured the severe pain, mobilized every inch of strength in his body, and continued to fight bravely regardless of the consequences.
Because deep down in his heart he knew very well that if he could not successfully fight his way out of this road full of blood and killing, then the only outcome waiting for him would be death.
Faced with such a cruel reality, how could he hesitate? How could he dare to give up so easily?
Therefore, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles the road ahead is filled with, no matter how many terrible crises lurk in the unknown darkness, Lin Ze will never have the slightest intention of retreating.
He had already made a vow to fight against this unfair fate until the last moment of his life!
Suddenly, Lin Ze felt a powerful breath approaching. He looked up suddenly and saw a huge monster appear in front of him.
The monster bared its fangs and claws, emitting a suffocating pressure.
Lin Ze's heart sank, but he was not afraid. He resolutely raised the sword in his hand and rushed towards the monster.
During the fierce battle, Lin Ze discovered the monster's weakness. He concentrated all his strength and stabbed the monster's vital point with a sword.
With a scream, the monster fell to the ground.
Lin Ze was panting tiredly, his body had reached its limit, but his eyes were filled with the joy of victory.
Lin Ze was like a candle in the wind, dragging his exhausted body that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, slowly moving to the wall, and then leaning against it like a puddle of mud.
He was breathing heavily, his clothes were already soaked with sweat, which kept sliding down his forehead and cheeks, dripping onto the dry ground under his feet, and disappearing without a trace in an instant.
However, just when he closed his eyes and wanted to take a short rest, he suddenly felt a slight vibration from the ground.
The vibration was slight at first, like someone tapping the earth gently, but soon it became stronger and stronger, surging like a galloping horse.
Lin Ze suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the distance alertly. At the end of the horizon, he saw a large group of dark figures surging towards him like a tide.
Those figures were of different heights and shapes, but without exception they all exuded a creepy aura.
As they approached, Lin Ze finally saw the true face of these uninvited guests - they turned out to be a group of hideous monsters with bared fangs and claws!
Looking at the countless monsters in front of him, Lin Ze couldn't help but feel a deep despair in his heart.
How could he possibly defeat so many enemies? Was he going to die here today? But in just a moment, this despair was replaced by the determination deep in his heart.
He clenched his teeth tightly, his cheeks bulged due to the effort, veins popped out on his forehead, and his eyes, which were originally filled with fatigue, now flashed with determination.
Lin Ze took a deep breath and used all his strength to stand up from the ground.
He tightly grasped the sword that had been with him for many years in his right hand, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his left hand.
At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: even if he died, he would take a few people with him!
Lin Ze's eyes widened as if they were about to pop out, with flames of anger and determination flashing in his eyes. He stared at the group of monsters in front of him with bared fangs and hideous faces.
He was seen tightly gripping the sword in his hand, his arm muscles tense and veins bulging, like a tiger ready to pounce.
Then, he brandished his sword without hesitation and rushed into the group of monsters at lightning speed, instantly creating a bloody storm.
Lin Ze's figure shuttled back and forth in the pile of monsters, the sword flying up and down in his hand. Sometimes he chopped it to the left with great force, cutting a monster that attempted a sneak attack in half; sometimes he swung it to the right quickly, and another monster's head fell to the ground.
His movements were as fast as lightning and as smooth as flowing water, dazzling the eyes.
The monsters were enraged. They let out deafening roars and rushed towards Lin Ze frantically like surging waves.
The sharp claws swept through the air, bringing up streaks of cold light; the sharp fangs flashed a chilling cold light, as if ready to tear Lin Ze's flesh and blood at any time.
However, facing such a fierce attack, Lin Ze did not show any fear.
He had only one belief in his heart - kill! His swordsmanship was as fierce as a storm, and every swing of the sword carried a great force, which could easily cut through the monster's hard skin and flesh, bringing out strings of scarlet blood.
Blood splattered all over his clothes and face, but this not only did not scare him, but instead inspired him to fight even harder.
In this extremely fierce battle, Lin Ze inevitably suffered many shocking wounds.
Some wounds were so deep that the bones were visible, and blood gushed out, dyeing the ground beneath their feet red; some wounds were shallow, but the skin was torn and the pain was unbearable.
But even so, his eyes remained as firm as before, without the slightest wavering.
As time went by, the monsters gradually felt Lin Ze's bravery, began to feel timid, and kept retreating.
Lin Ze was keen to seize the opportunity, and launched a final charge while he was victorious. He let out a thunderous shout: "Kill!" This shout was like a thunderclap, exploding on the battlefield.
At the same time, the sword in his hand suddenly emitted a dazzling light, like a rising sun, illuminating the entire battlefield.
Under the shining of this dazzling light, the remaining monsters instantly lost their ability to resist and fell under Lin Ze's sword one after another.
For a time, corpses lay everywhere and blood flowed into rivers.
Lin Ze finally stopped what he was doing. He was breathing heavily and his whole body was soaked with sweat.
At this moment, he looked as if he had just been pulled out of the water, and he looked extremely disheveled.
However, when he saw the monster corpses all over the ground, he couldn't help but reveal a tired and relieved smile on his face.
He finally won this thrilling life-and-death battle.