Apocalypse Gachapon

Chapter 337: Xia Bai, Xia Bai

Xia Bai deactivated her bloodline.

Her job didn’t help her in his special space and facing opponents that twisted like rubber bands.

Although she lost some speed, she was more familiar with such a form.

After all, that was the first time she transformed since she got the bloodline, and she was unfamiliar with it.

She dodged the attack of one shadow. She slashed another twisted monster with her blade, but didn’t see blood. She only saw a white wound that made her thick of pork on the butcher’s table.

Her waist felt some pain as she flew out.

That was the price she paid for that slash.

She was getting used to this fighting style and using injuries to trade for injuries.

It looked simple, and it felt very rough and stupid.

But it wasn’t like that. Such a battle style had high demands on the person.

You had to be able to take hits. You couldn’t only hurt the enemy, but they couldn’t hurt you. It would be pointless if others hurt you and you couldn’t hold on.

You also needed to learn how to use small injuries to trade for big injuries—using the smallest price to get the biggest wins. If you used such a method to kill the enemy and ended up handicapped, it wouldn’t be a victory.

It sounded simple. If you want to reduce your injuries, your grasp of timing and control of your body must be strong. There weren’t many people who could do that.

Finally, you needed a tough heart.

You had to be able to handle the pain, the torture, the pain from winning. You were like a cockroach, having a strong life force.

Xia Bai’s experience gave her such a heart. Her mental illness meant that she was more vicious than anyone apart from Ye Zhongming. This was one of the reasons why she could have such a battle style.

Moreover, Xia Bai not only had a heart, she had huge nerves. She wouldn’t show fear or negative emotions under any circumstance. Her stubbornness in solving problems was impressive, too.

Like now, she didn’t even think about the problem that she was in. She was thinking about how to kill these twisted monsters.

Others might do that, but they would think they killed or became them. But what Xia Bai thought about was that she would kill them because they were hitting her.

Such a person would often be able to achieve things that others couldn’t when they tried to do it on purpose.

Her blade slashed one of them. She was hit once more. But this time, she didn’t fly out of the group. She found a chance, tanking the damage and flicking her weapon upwards, slicing a few fingers off the person who knocked her aside.

The fingers fell onto the weird ground and disappeared. A few new fingers started to grow on that hand.

Even Xia Bai, who was calm, couldn’t help but frown.

The guards attacked once more, and she was forced to fight.

Her dagger left wounds on their bodies, and more and more scars appeared on her. She realized that the wounds on the guards wouldn’t heal, and the only thing that could heal were parts of their bodies that were missing.

This made her change her strategy. She left all sorts of marks on their bodies but didn’t slice their parts.

A fist punched her chin, and there was the sound of bones cracking. She couldn’t dodge and was sent flying. She fell to the ground. But at the same time, she sliced the throat of one of them.

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That guard stopped moving and turned into a ball of sticky liquid.

This sticky thing was turning back into human form, albeit very slowly.

Xia Bai looked at the ground calmly. She continued fighting like the shattered chin didn’t belong to her.

Time wasn’t important to her. She didn’t know how many bones, chin, shoulder, etc were broken when the last guard turned into a sticky puddle.

At this time, the first guard had formed its legs and was forming its upper body.

Xia Bai looked at the ground and started to rest.

Time passed, and the first guard nearly formed its head. Xia Bai charged and turned it into the sticky liquid form once again.

This entire process repeated. Each time she attacked, she would look at the ground.

This was a boring process that was no different from being in confinement. The monsters threatened her, and she had to continue to fight in this silent space. Only someone like Xia Bai could hold on.

She was hungry, but there wasn’t any found. She was thirsty, and that was a bigger problem. When she sensed that her body was on the verge of collapse, she drank her pee. When her pee disappeared, she slit her wrist and drank her blood.

She knew it wasn’t helpful, but it was the only liquid she could find.

She continued to look at the grey ground.

Xia Bai was counting. When she reached 36000, she would restart. Although it wasn’t accurate, she had a rough grasp of time. She stood up when she reached the 20th time.

This should be the 8th day. She would have died if she wasn’t evolved. But even then, she couldn’t continue waiting even though she felt it wasn’t a good time.

She attacked the ground. She was quick at the start, but she slowed.

Her hand started to go numb and turn bloody. Her bones started to crack, but she continued to attack.

She would glance occasionally at the soldiers. She noticed they couldn’t heal and smiled for the first time in ten days. She smashed her hands, which were about to be destroyed, back onto the ground.

She didn’t stop…