Chapter 502 – I came because of the smell

Editor: Zephyr04 Translator: Jhung

Ling Mo didn’t know where she was going to attack from or when…

Perhaps he might have been frightened by now if his mental state was weak.

“You crazy hen, just keep using this trick…”

Ling Mo had already retreated to a corner at this moment. Although his ears kept hearing swishing sounds, he was still very calm.

This super high speed wouldn’t last long. The moment she attacked, her movements would involuntarily slow down.

No matter what she did, it was impossible for her whole body to move at such speeds.

Furthermore, her superspeed was only in her legs, and not in her hands.

Before the other party made their move, Ling Mo had already figured out this crucial point, and this was absolutely unmistakable.

“DANG!”

Although Ling Mo couldn’t use his spiritual tentacles, he still had his insane reaction speed.

When the opponent froze at the moment of attacking, Ling Mo immediately captured her movement trajectory.

When the blades of the two collided, the woman let out a grunt as she suffered a loss.

“Isn’t this person a spiritual psychic? Why is he so fucking powerful?! Was he in the special forces or something last time? But if that were true, his sneak attack just now should have hit.”

Although Hei Mao was a strengthening psychic, her power was in speed.

She basically told everyone the characteristics of her ability with its name [1].

Her speed was inhuman, but she wasn’t strong. Although she was stronger than average survivors, there was still a gap compared to Ling Mo.

And what made her depressed most was that Ling Mo actually seized the opportunity when she froze to rush over quickly and scratch her arm.

The wound wasn’t deep, but it pissed her off!

It felt like he was slapping her in the face! He really knew how to seize opportunities! Was this person nervous at all?!

But when she turned back to attack Ling Mo, this guy had already stuck himself against the wall again, waiting for her to attack.

Regardless of her countless feints or psychological tactics, Ling Mo completely ignored them.

He was concentrating, waiting for her killing blow.

“What’s going on?! Isn’t this person supposed to be a spiritual psychic?!”

Hei Mao wouldn’t have thought that although Ling Mo was human, his body had mutated in a way almost as close to an ordinary zombie’s.

Moreover, the virus in his body was also much more “advanced.”

Ling Mo could even smell the faint blood in the air!

The two chased after each other, and soon they had fallen into a war of attrition.

But while Ling Mo could afford it, Hei Mao couldn’t.

Her stamina was constantly declining, unlike Ling Mo, who seemed quite comfortable.

“If it wasn’t because of that sneak attack by him…”

Hei Mao touched the back of her neck again. The tactical knife had slashed through an artery, and it hadn’t stopped bleeding since.

Her back was now almost completely stained with blood. However, there wasn’t even a scratch on Ling Mo’s skin!

“FUCK!”

Hei Mao cursed again in her heart. She gritted her teeth abruptly, and the muscles in her legs began to bulge again.

“Oh, someone’s desperate…”

Ling Mo also felt Hei Mao’s change. Although strengthening psychics can raise the limit of the human body, they’ll hurt themselves if they go too far. It was the same as Ling Mo if he used up all of his spiritual power.

There would be consequences and even permanent damage for going too far.

This wasn’t something that needed to be taught. It was an instinct.

But she obviously had a severe decline in strength, and under these circumstances, she needed to increase her strength…

“But I also have a trump card…”

After being surprised, Ling Mo calmed down by reaching for the medication in his pocket.

But before the two of them could do anything, a loud noise suddenly came from Ling Mo’s side.

An enormous amount of spiritual energy exploded, knocking both Ling Mo and Hei Mao rolling to the ground.

A black hole had suddenly appeared on the wall out of thin air, and a blood-red light flashed inside the gap.

Then a girl carrying a scythe came out of the gap with an eerie smile on her face.

Truthfully, even without this smile, her way of appearing here was already eerie enough.

As soon as Shana appeared, she couldn’t help licking her lips, “I came here as soon as I smelled blood.”

“…”

Ling Mo stared at her with widened eyes. His first sentence was, “Where’s Nana?”

“Don’t worry. I won’t be absorbed here. But I’m very upset. I almost suffered a loss because of this.”

Shana grinned, and Nana’s shadow flashed across her body for a moment.

It was fine as long as they didn’t separate…

But…

Ling Mo turned his head and looked at the gap. Although the hole was already starting to close, it was obviously Nana’s handiwork.

After absorbing all that spiritual energy just now, who knows what will happen at the other end of the gap.

“Humph, no matter how much he absorbed, I’ll make him spit it all out.”

Shana clenched the handle of her weapon and smiled.

Hei Mao’s eyes widened after seeing another enemy suddenly appearing.

“You guys…”

According to the information, Ling Mo was the only spiritual psychic in the group, and it was impossible to use sensing abilities inside this “domain.”

But there was actually someone that could directly rip apart the spiritual world…

Not only that, she came here using her sense of smell?!

Before she could think about it, Shana walked over slowly, “Hi, you’re mine now.”

“Who the fuck is yours!?”

Hei Mao suddenly felt a huge pressure as Shana approached.

She got up quickly and then disappeared into the passage in an instant.

She didn’t really disappear. It was just that her speed was so fast that the naked eye couldn’t catch it.

Shana stood in the middle of the passage with her long hair fluttering slightly beside her cheek, her expression looking very indifferent.

The faint smile on her mouth was full of longing for battle and blood.

Right now, Shana was very similar to her previous self, back when Ling Mo had just met her…

“Fine, I’ll kill her first then! Just watch me!”

Hei Mao’s voice seemed to ring from all directions, and it was enough to bring a lot of mental pressure to people.

However, Shana and Ling Mo’s expressions didn’t change at all.

Shana didn’t even wait for Hei Mao to make a move. She suddenly raised her scythe after sniffing the air and dashed forward, drawing a beautiful half-moon with her blade.

PUCHI!

A large puff of blood immediately exploded from the void, and then a figure fell out.

Shana turned around with a pair of slightly red eyes and looked at Hei Mao through the rain of blood, “You want to kill my Brother Ling with just your abilities? You’re just fast. Let me play with you instead.”

With that, Shana rushed over with her weapon and chuckled.

Hei Mao’s pupils suddenly shrank as she quickly fled.

One of them was as fast as the wind, but the other seemed relaxed and casual. The ground became covered with blood between the chasing and escaping.

“You’re obviously trying to steal my target, yet you came up with such an excuse!”

Ling Mo’s eyes widened as he watched Shana chase after Hei Mao…

Hei Mao was really unlucky meeting Shana…

Shana was a true zombie leader, and she was much more sensitive to the smell of blood than Ling Mo.

She didn’t need to look at all, and she could tell where Hei Mao was just by smelling.

No matter how fast she was or how much more she increased her speed, she couldn’t never escape Shana’s scythe.

If Shana’s weapon was shorter, she might have suffered a slight loss, but the long scythe in her hands was a perfect counter for Hei Mao.

Shana’s attacks forced her opponent to run out of energy. It didn’t take long before she picked up a person covered in blood and returned to Ling Mo.

Seeing the woman gnash her teeth as she stared at him, Ling Mo squatted down and asked, “Who are you? Are you from the F group?”

“Go to hell!” Hei Mao stared at him and spat out blood.

“Do I have any grudges with you?” Ling Mo frowned and said.

The other party definitely came here for benefits, but to continue for the sake of benefits…

Ling Mo didn’t know if she was doing this because she was dedicated or just sorrowful.

“There’s no point in me telling you anything…”

As soon as Hei Mao’s hand quietly gripped something, Ling Mo grabbed her arm.

“What is this?”

Ling Mo snatched the small bottle back and shook it before his eyes.

And the look in Hei Mao’s eyes instantly turned dark.

[1] Super Speed