Chapter 261: Heart of Fusion

On the uneven clearing, the Titan roared.

Zhang Tie dragged his body, limping to the monster, and kicked it weakly with an uneven step.

"You damn well aren't that fierce, are you?!"

"Let you hit me!"

"Hmph, what the hell is this?"

Without Wen Ya, Xiong Hanzi dared to use Flesh and Blood Healing only once, and his wounds healed slowly.

Though he had no strength, his voice remained loud.

"Meng!!"

The Second Level Mutant's vitality was tenacious; after being kicked repeatedly by Zhang Tie, the monster was left with only a bare skull, twisting back and forth, emitting angry roars.

The crowd watching from the second floor was startled, and they hurriedly hid further back.

Gao Tian kept shooting with his bow, quickly picking off the scattered zombies rushing out of the hospital.

Like everyone else, he looked at Lin An with eyes full of astonishment, though lacking the fear others felt.

Lin Dui is just Lin Dui...

Every time he acts, it's so exaggerated; you can't even guess the upper limit of Lin Dui's strength.

Just thinking that he actually failed to trigger a lethal effect this time, Gao Tian felt a wave of disappointment.

Although Lin Dui said the Titan was somewhat special and its level higher than a tank, this caused his spiritual power to drain too quickly.

But he always felt he was still weak.

He also didn't know when he could become as strong as Lin Dui.

Unbeknownst to him, Gao Tian's mindset had undergone a huge shift.

From being the "trash" Awakened One of the academy, to now not even regarding ordinary Second Level beings, all due to this period's experiences.

Just.

If other Awakened Ones knew of this mindset, they'd surely vomit blood.

Like in the chat channel, ordinary Awakened Ones could boast about killing a First Level Mutant, eager to post several announcements of their strength, let alone a Second Level Mutant.

For example, the top fighter promoted by the Capital War Zone in the chat channel, General Lihao.

His publicly announced strongest record was merely killing an advanced Second Level.

Even so, under official heavy promotion, General Lihao was regarded by the entire Huaxia war zone as the top fighter, the hope of revival.

Not far away, Wang Kun walked over clutching his shoulder, head lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.

Compared to others' astonishment and fear, his sense of shock only grew stronger.

Having fought the monster himself, he naturally knew the terror of a Second Level Mutant.

Even a slight graze could rob him of combat ability—how could he fight?

A bitter laugh, self-mockery.

He couldn't even break the monster's defense, while Lin An finished from start to finish in a second?

In comparison, the gap between their strengths left him somewhat desperate.

If he hadn't personally seen the rotting Titan sliced into a human stick, he would never believe that a player at this stage could do such a thing.

Just thinking that he had previously mocked and looked down on such a strong person, he felt like a huge joke.

Greedy thoughts and the urge to act were completely erased from his mind the moment Lin An made his move.

With such power, if he still dared to harbor ill intent, wouldn't that be a brain problem...?

Seeking death isn't done like this.

A wave of lingering fear; good thing the Manchineel Flower hasn't been sent out yet, and good thing I didn't provoke with words.

The crowd noticed Wang Kun approaching, many faces showing complex expressions.

They had survived all along under Wang Kun's protection, and they had also seen Wang Ge's strength.

A pair of Hundred Split Fists is truly terrifying; ordinary zombies die on contact.

Under the High Speed Blast Fist, even armored tanks could be torn into scrap metal.

In their view.

They had thought that across Huaxia there were hardly any stronger than Wang Ge, but they never expected that the events of just a few minutes would completely overturn their understanding.

Why is the gap so huge?

Wang Ge and the sword-wielding man aren't both First Level, are they?

Not only could they not figure it out, Li Lei and Wang Kun were even more baffled.

Approaching the monster, Wang Kun gazed in awe at the constantly twisting, roaring rotting Titan.

The monster's sprayed green gas was like a valve shut off; each roar only released a few drops of green liquid.

He couldn't help but look up at Lin An's dark red slender sword in his hand, his heart filled with astonishment.

Void Sword Technique—what kind of talent is this exactly?

Is he really a First Level Awakened One?

Or perhaps...

Is he really a player?

If Lin An didn't look human on the outside, he would truly suspect that the sword-wielding Lin An was actually a monster.

This time, when he looked at Lin An's equipment, greedy thoughts no longer arose.

He had previously thought all that gear surely came from the little girl Mo Ling's help, but now it seemed Lin An didn't even need to repel zombies.

With such strength, one person with one sword could slaughter from the city wall to the opposite end without pressure.

He drew a deep breath, Wang Kun silently jumped up to the second floor, head down, not daring to think further.

What he didn't know was that Lin An's burst was strong but not lasting.

In one second he instantly killed the rotting titan, but the mental power consumed was also enormous.

Even with the idea based on his self-created skill, he forcibly simulated the Sword Prison Skill, but the mental power consumption remained considerable.

Repeatedly activating Divine Thorn to destroy the monster's surface defense, and relying on the Blood Abyss's vibration-cutting characteristic, this produced this effect.

Such peak combat power, without Wen Ya's support, can last at most three seconds with Lin An's current mental power.

After three seconds, Lin An could only fight with his body, unable to even activate his combat instinct.

However, Lin An would not speak of these limitations.

Just as Lin An's philosophy dictates.

He does not hesitate to unleash his greatest strength; only thus can he deter petty villains and reduce unnecessary trouble.

As long as his trump card remains, his outward strength is naturally better the stronger it is.

Ignoring the still-shocked crowd, he flipped his right hand, and the Blood Abyss was thrown back into the ring, revealing a beating heart.

Li Lei, who had been staring at him, caught his breath, and an ancient voice in his sea of consciousness suddenly cried out.

Space Equipment!

At least a second-level high-grade heart burst out!

In the silent shock, Lin An heard nothing.

He frowned slightly, merely considering whether to directly use the Fusion Heart.

"Beep, detected severely wounded mutant, Level 1 【Leaping Corpse】, Level 2 【Rotting Titan-Fake】; fuse?"

"After mutant fusion, unknown changes will occur; post-fusion strength: at least Level 2 intermediate to Level 2 high."

"Estimated fusion time: 18 hours."

Fuse?

Or look for another Level 2?

The heart in his hand throbbed, striking the human heart.