The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 112

What it looks like for a human body to explode from the inside out is something few have ever seen. Even amidst the zombie outbreak, the revival of psionic powers, and various strange events on Blue Star, the spectacle of a human body detonating in such a spectacular fashion was a first for this burly man.

Red blood, black viscera, white brain matter, and assorted limbs and fragments rained down from above.

Plop.

A piece of skin, still attached to some hair, fell in front of the burly man. He bent down, trembling, and picked it up. His heart was full of fear.

Even though psionic powers were rapidly evolving and people were advancing to higher levels every day, a Level 4 Superhuman, whose physical condition was far superior to that of an ordinary person, had just been blown apart like that?

The burly man had worked with the woman many times. From battlefields to forests, and then to bedrooms, bathrooms, and toilets, he knew the strength of her body like the back of his hand.

He even knew what her talent was. That was precisely why he was even more terrified now. The negative energy contained within this black mist was so fearsome that even she could not control it.

The burly man took a deep breath, ignoring the stench of blood in his nostrils, and immediately pulled out a satellite phone.

"Hello, headquarters? This is Old Wang. Yes, Xiaomei is dead. She died right in front of me, exploded into... many pieces. She died from absorbing too much negative energy. There's a huge black..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a figure burst out of the black mist. The figure was nearly three meters tall, burly and strong, like a steel tower. Especially notable were his incredibly muscular and powerfully aesthetic thighs—legs the burly man had always dreamed of having.

The burly man's pupils suddenly shrank. Because he saw the other man throw a punch. The fist moved fast. He didn't even have time to react.

Boom!

The sack-sized fist instantly shattered the air, bringing a foul-smelling gale, and struck the burly man's face.

Crack.

The human skull, typically the hardest part of the body, was smashed by that single punch.

The satellite phone in his hand was also shattered into countless electronic components.

"Hmph..."

Hu lifted the headless body of the man with one hand and walked back into the array. After a moment, it arrived at the center of the array and stood respectfully beside Chu Xuan.

"Feel free to eat if you want, no need to ask me," Chu Xuan said casually.

"Ho ho!" Hu excitedly roared and pounced on the burly man's body, greedily devouring it.

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At this moment, a skinny young boy lay prostrate in front of Chu Xuan. Hu's chewing did not faze him in the slightest.

"Continue," Chu Xuan prompted. _{fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm}