Chapter 436 Blood Pool

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

This wall of flesh seemed to be breathing, expanding and searching, squeezing out cracks in the wall at the edge of the door frame. Through the thin skin, Chen Ke could see the flesh and intestines inside bulging.

Without saying a word, Chen Ke swung an axe at the flesh wall, splitting a bloody hole. The flesh wall trembled and slowly moved a little closer to the door.

He raised the axe and chopped it several times in a row, each time making the piece of meat retreat half a step. Chen Ke attached flames to the axe and chopped it hard with both hands. This time the force was a little stronger. The flesh trembled violently, and with a gurgle, it was all sucked into a big hole in the center of the room.

Chen Ke walked into the room and looked at the big hole on the floor. It was a hole with an estimated diameter of six meters.

He looked down, it was dark and he couldn't see anything. At this time, Chen Ke suddenly realized that he had never thought of carrying a lighting tool with him.

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

"And that thing was used up when I was in the research institute. I should buy a strong flashlight to carry with me in case of emergency." He muttered to himself, thinking about what to do now.

This room is completely undecorated, there are no windows or doors, let alone furniture, only a big hole in the middle. Chen Ke thought for a moment, fumbled around, and found nothing to throw down.

Pistols and axes, these are impossible to throw away, and the whole set of Florence suits on his body cannot be thrown away, so the only option is to throw a bottle of blood.

He took out the blood bottle picked up from the keeper and threw it into the big hole, wanting to see how deep the hole is.

Unexpectedly, the small blood bottle was out of hand for only a few seconds, and there was a sound of touching the ground in the darkness, and from the echo, Chen Ke judged that there should be a big pool of blood below.

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

During the fall, it seemed that many people whispered in his ears. For some reason, a series of thoughts emerged in his mind.

"Mr. William from King's University found me. Under his inspiration, I had a new breakthrough direction for neurological diseases. He provided some blood donated by volunteers for me to inject into Catherine's body. Although I was a little confused at first, it really worked! I tried to draw my own blood to give Catherine an infusion, so I didn't need to go to Mr. William every week... But it seemed to have no effect, and Mr. William never mentioned where his volunteers came from..."

Chen Ke's feet landed on the ground, and he heard a snap in his waist, and he clenched his teeth and groaned.

"Damn... my waist was sprained..." Chen Ke hit his waist with his right hand, stretched his muscles and bones, and relaxed.

If you jump blindly in the dark space without knowing the depth, it is difficult to prepare for landing.

It was pitch black down there. Chen Ke looked up and saw that the hole above his head was only the size of a palm. If he used his eyes to estimate, the depth was actually quite deep...

The light source at the entrance of the cave seemed to be swallowed by the surrounding darkness, and it was completely dark down there.

He waded in the water and the waves that followed covered his ankles. He didn't know if it was blood or something else, 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 himself surrounded by circles of human silhouettes.

"Fell into the nest..." Chen Ke snorted coldly. He attached the flame to the axe and stretched the axe handle. The iron handle became a little deformed. The 100-degree high temperature just now made the mechanism of the axe no longer so neat.

"+1 minute"

"+1 minute"

"+1 minute"

"+1 minute"

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These monsters are huge in number, but they are too weak for Chen Ke now. Under the light of the fire, the thin red humanoid monsters rushed towards him, which reminded Chen Ke of the first battle in Xijin Building.

Angele's Gray burned fiercely, the magic flame illuminated the underground space, and the blood-red blood pool also boiled with the temperature rising.

Chen Ke held the axe with both hands and imitated the movements of the axe brother to play around. After turning two circles, he lay on the axe handle with his right hand and finished with a big windmill.

At this moment, an unexpected situation occurred. The connection between the axe blade and the axe handle was burned off by high temperature.

Maybe the keeper did not expect that his weapon would work in a high temperature environment. The enchanted axe blade continued to burn, and the surrounding indoor temperature continued to rise, making the fragile connecting rod brittle and white.

The axe itself is a pull-out structure, and the handle is actually hollow. Under the high temperature, it finally couldn't break and burned off.

The axe blade was thrown far away with a bang, and Chen Ke was left with only a stick of medium length in his hand. He had to take out his pistol to shoot.

Even without holy objects and weapons, Chen Ke would not be unable to deal with these monsters. At least no one could take away the Ashes of Angele, and there was no consumption when using it.

The only disadvantage is that the Ashes of Angele would also cause damage to himself. After all, he was not a fire witch, and the flames would not be polite to him.

This led to the extreme reliance on the fire immunity effect of the armor of Angele's Elegy when using this relic.

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

This is really a move that kills one thousand enemies and hurts nine hundred of oneself.

The high temperature of 100 degrees can kill any living creature. The blood will coagulate, cells and bacteria will be killed, the body surface will blister and burn, and people will be seriously dehydrated.

Chen Ke can still stand only because his self-repair function is constantly working, which also means that he is constantly suffering from the torture of barbecue.

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

Just like Wolverine, because he can't die, he can bear more serious injuries, and because he always bears 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, if he doesn't break his arms and legs and open his stomach, it's not called an injury at all. As long as he still has life to support, he will be fine if he is opened up and his intestines are stuffed in by hand.

When the surroundings became quiet and no human figure could be seen anymore, Chen Ke collected the Ashes of Angele, and his cheeks covered with burns and blood blisters instantly recovered completely.

These monsters were originally very fragile, and could only provide 1 minute of murderous aura per second. Even if they rushed up in groups, it was not enough for Chen Ke to heal himself just now.

He took out a piece of painful soul and crushed it with a snap. The original life limit of 95 hours was suddenly increased to 150 hours.

A piece of painful soul can increase the upper limit by 50 hours. Chen Ke now 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 shelter of the research institute, the upper limit of life seemed to be 156 hours...

"Not enough, I have to pinch another one... but..." Chen Ke hesitated. This time it was 50 hours, so it would be a bit of a loss when I used it for the third time.

He decided to hold it still and wait and see. Maybe in 1859, there might be a chance to get a smaller deformed soul.