My Cell Prison-Chapter 1216 - 1215 Problems

This "Frozen Bone" Luo Gaocheng to a certain extent, was no longer confined to the concept of zombies.

Apart from occasionally performing zombie jumps, his other movements were almost indistinguishable from those of humans, and he could also harness and release various types of ice abilities.

"Count, care to warm up?"

"Don’t waste words, hurry and give me... I am planning to test your newly cultivated body, the fights with the minions were not satisfying at all.

By the way, I can kill this zombie directly, right?"

"Not allowed.

But, you can exert your full force to completely restrain it! It’s best to demonstrate a kind of restraining power that completely subdues him."

"Restraining power... seems like I learned quite a bit from the freaks in the fighting club."

The Count recalled the short time rated as "the most miserable of the month," which included one fight that stuck in his memory, even driving him to contemplate suicide on the Talent Tree afterward.

The reason was the ’restraining power’.

A man wearing an excessively exaggerated Pig Head Mask, with a plump body, dressed in a tight suit.

Every punch could almost send the Count flying, while also providing a sensation of overarching control and blocking everything... The more he fought, the more he felt despair and helplessness, no matter how much he struggled, he felt utterly weak.

...

Inside the Extreme Ice Cave.

Han Dong extended his arm sideways, fingers fully stretched and spread wide.

"Miss Chen, after using the Pupil Surgery, you should need some time to recover, let me handle the next part... Come help me after you’ve recovered."

This remark sounded less like a request and more like an order.

Meanwhile, a deep red aura continuously spilled from Han Dong’s back.

Through Chen Xinying’s "Vortex Eye," one could faintly see a figure wearing a ’Cone-shaped eye protector,’ a bloody madman, overlapping with Han Dong’s figure.

The zombie teeth exposed at his mouth’s corner displayed some red spots.

After all, the body was still that of a zombie.

Accustomed to moving through jumps

But, there is a detail here.

Although the jumps appeared small, his feet never touched the surface of the extreme ice, always maintaining a one-centimeter gap upon landing.

This was the effect of "Floating."

"This is!"

Luo Gaocheng, observing the movement style of the target, instantly noticed something and immediately activated ’Frozen Death Scripture’.

The extreme ice covering the cave was controlled, and a lot of Ice Thorns rose under Han Dong’s feet.

As the Ice Thorns approached the body, they gave a sensation akin to acting upon a river, unable to pierce through a solid.

"This can’t be! The ’Floating Corpse Internal Classic’... How could someone cultivate this Corpse Collection!?"

Though the Ice Thorns appeared densely packed, they couldn’t hit the target, and Han Dong had already moved into a dangerously close range.

"Since it’s the Floating Corpse Internal Classic, only this will do."

"Cold Ice Finger"

Luo Gaocheng’s four arms simultaneously attacked.

However, this attack was different from when Ice Thorns previously grew from his palms.

The overall attack appeared more ’soft’, with a thin layer of ice frost covering each finger.

This seemingly thin layer of ice was, in fact, Luo Gaocheng’s pinnacle skill mastery.

Direct or indirect contact with the Cold Ice Finger would cause deep freezing.

As his fingers slid, they would also freeze the air... using this method to deal with the ’Floating Corpse’.

Indeed, this was the optimal approach.

In the fluid environment the Count realized through "Floating Corpse Internal Classic," he could distinctly feel several large ice blocks that he could not evade.

Though the ice blocks were large and numerous... there were also [gaps]

Elevated purity in controlling the body, allowed the body to turn into flowing water, finding a relatively spacious gap and slipping past the ice.

Reality.

The ’Han Dong’ with multiple frozen parts of the body, forcibly crossed through the finger blockade, getting up-close to Luo Gaocheng.

Seeing his strongest technique defeated, Luo Gaocheng kept retreating in fright.

Simultaneously, he spewed out a large amount of cold air from his mouth, forming a net of Ice Crystals in front of him, attempting to stop ’Han Dong’s’ pursuit.

However.

Just as the ice net was released,

Crimson erupted.

The ice crystal net was instantly crushed... a bloodhound, its flesh filled with blood-red muscles and seams covered in eyes, sporting hundreds of teeth, tore through the ice net at an alarmingly fast speed.

Before the Frozen Bone could react, its massive mouth had already engulfed it completely.

In an instant,

Frozen Bone—Luo Gaocheng found himself in a wilderness woven of flesh and blood, surrounded by these horrifying and twisted bloodhounds; such a scene immediately created a visual shock, contaminating and eroding his brain.

"What is this?"

Even so, Luo Gaocheng did not submit.

He took out a diamond-like ice crystal from within his body and immediately began to freeze the entire Scarlet Wasteland where he was.

The extreme cold spread outward, causing the bloodhounds enveloping Luo Gaocheng to be deeply frozen.

He quickly retracted it, and the Scarlet Wasteland faded away as well.

However,

As the bloodhound retracted its arm,

its fingers spread open, grabbing Luo Gaocheng’s head and lifting it into the air.

Between the fingers, canine teeth extended, drilling into his head.

The Count gave a ’move and you surely die’ stare, fixating on his target... This kind of gaze was also learned from the fight club, realizing a true sense of oppression.

"So, the court has actually sent such a powerful combatant to deal with me, kill me then."

Just then,

Chen Xinying, filled with extreme hatred, approached as well and thrust the peach wood sword towards his chest.

Snap!

A hand firmly grasped the peach wood sword.

This hand did not belong to Luo Gaocheng, but to Han Dong.

The Count’s consciousness had been replaced... Han Dong came online, tasked with handling the upcoming ’troubles’.

"What are you doing? Let him breathe a few more breaths, and he could conjure up the troublesome Frozen Corpse Secret Method!"

Yet Han Dong smiled faintly, glancing sideways at Chen Xinying, and threw a piercing question:

"Miss Chen, why have you harbored such hatred for others all these years? What has Luo Gaocheng done to you?"

"He..."

Emotions evidently stored in her brain as memories of hatred for Luo Gaocheng.

But upon seeing Han Dong’s ’smiling face,’ she somewhat couldn’t remember... These memories also slowly started to become confused.

"Let’s change the question, Luo Gaocheng, do you recognize this lady?"

Admitting defeat and no longer struggling, Luo Gaocheng, upon hearing this question, also scrutinized Chen Xinying seriously: "A lackey of the court, Dragon View Taoist Master... I have seen the Wooden Plaque with Silver Dragon Mark, but I do not recognize this person."

Hearing this answer,

Chen Xinying widened her eyes, roaring, "No! How could you possibly not remember me, back then..."

"Back then what?"

Chen Xinying tried harder to recall, the more she couldn’t find the related memories of hating Luo Gaocheng.

This made Han Dong smirk slightly, confirming one thing firmly.

Whoosh!

A tentacle, growing from the back of Han Dong’s head, quietly penetrated Chen Xinying’s head,

Wandering through the brain cortex, continuously burrowing deeper.

"Got it!"

The tip of the tentacle grasped something and quickly pulled it out...

Swish!

A creature emitting Yin Qi, worm-like and thin, was pulled out entirely, about half a meter in length, entrenched deep in the brain.

...

At the same time.

In a room filled with a strong medicinal scent within the inner sanctum of the court,

A thread tied to a moth specimen suddenly snapped, the lower end tied to a Wooden Plaque with Silver Dragon Mark, on the other side inscribed with the name [Chen Xinying].