SFS Chapter 162 Infinite Terror 4
Chapter 162 Infinite Terror 4
Shen Ying gritted her teeth, raised the giant axe high with both hands, her arm muscles tense and veins bulging.
She took a deep breath, turned her body halfway, and used the twisting force of her waist to gather all her strength into her arm. With a loud shout, she swung the giant axe down.
The axe blade drew a sharp arc in the air, accompanied by a whistling sound, and struck heavily on the wolf-like monster.
The monster was slashed and its body swayed to the side. It rolled on the ground and let out a painful howl.
Without even catching her breath, Shen Ying quickly pulled back her giant axe, slipped on her foot, and moved swiftly towards another wolf-like monster that was lunging at her with bared teeth and claws.
Her forehead was covered in sweat, and her hair, soaked with sweat, clung to her cheeks.
Shen Ying raised the giant axe high and chopped it down forcefully, each strike carrying a powerful momentum.
A wolf charged from the side. Shen Ying reacted quickly, turning around and crouching down, sweeping her giant axe horizontally. Sparks flew as the axe blade struck the wolf squarely in the waist, sending it flying and crashing heavily to the ground.
Shen Ying was panting heavily, her eyes filled with vigilance. She gripped the giant axe tightly and swung it continuously, each swing carrying immense force as she hacked at the wolf-like monsters that kept attacking.
The wolf-like monster was extremely agile, constantly leaping and darting around Shen Ying.
The monsters' eerie eyes appeared and disappeared in the mist, occasionally baring their sharp fangs as they lunged at Shen Ying.
A wolf-like monster seized an opening in Shen Ying's attack and pounced on her from the side at incredible speed.
Shen Ying felt a gust of wind coming towards her. She didn't have time to turn around, so she could only rely on instinct to swing the giant axe horizontally backward.
The axe blade clashed with the wolf's claws, sending up a burst of dazzling sparks and a sharp metallic clang.
The blow made Shen Ying's arm go numb, but she gritted her teeth and endured it, quickly adjusting her posture to continue to meet the monster's next attack.
During the ongoing fierce battle, Shen Ying gradually developed some abrasions and scratches, and her clothes were torn in several places.
Shen Ying mechanically swung the giant axe, each chop accompanied by a whooshing sound. In this misty forest, she could no longer distinguish between sweat and blood.
Swarms of wolf-like monsters surged forward, some howling, some pouncing, and some dodging. She had no time to care about the wounds inflicted on her body by the wolf claws.
Sweat blurred her vision, making the scene before her indistinct, but she didn't even have a chance to raise her hand to wipe it away. She could only stare wide-eyed at the monsters that kept rushing towards her.
Her hands were numb from swinging for so long, and each swing brought excruciating pain. She gritted her teeth and, with her indomitable will, continued to hack and slash.
Finally, Shen Ying seized the opportunity, took out a freeze item with a 30-second time limit from her spatial storage, and threw it forcefully at the monster horde.
A beam of icy blue light instantly spread out, freezing the wolf-like monsters wherever it went, their bodies covered in a thin layer of ice, and their movements becoming sluggish.
Taking advantage of this break, she quickly used a speed boost on herself.
In an instant, a surge of power coursed through her body, and she moved with incredible speed, bursting out of the wolf-like monsters' encirclement like a bolt of lightning.
Shen Ying ran wildly, the withered branches and leaves under her feet crunching under her feet, her breathing so rapid it felt like she was trying to suck all the air out of her lungs.
She didn't know how long she had been running, only that her legs felt as heavy as lead, and every step she took was a mechanical movement.
Having finally shaken off the monster's pursuit, she arrived at a small wooden house.
She stood still, cautiously looking around, her ears twitching slightly as she listened carefully to the sounds around her.
A moment later, she took slow and cautious steps and slowly made her way toward the wooden house.
Pushing open the door of the wooden house, after confirming it was safe, she took out defensive and alarm items from her storage compartment.
After arranging everything, Shen Ying breathed a sigh of relief and dragged her tired body into the wooden house.
Her legs gave way and she collapsed onto the floor with a thud, her back against the wall, her head tilted back, and her hair disheveled over her shoulders.
With trembling hands, she took out a healing tool from her spatial storage and poured the medicine onto the wound.
As soon as the medicine touched the wound, it emitted a soft glow, and the wound healed rapidly, with the pain disappearing instantly.
Her tense body relaxed, and a relieved expression appeared on her face.
Shen Ying frowned, her gaze fixed on the ground ahead, pondering the mission.
She pondered what exactly the monsters in the misty forest referred to.
Were they the wolf-like monsters she had just encountered? But she had killed quite a few of them and hadn't received any completion hints.
Could it be a special monster in this misty forest, or perhaps a powerful being that can command these monsters?
Just then, a series of low roars suddenly came from outside the wooden house. The sound seemed to come from the depths of hell, making her heart jump into her throat again.
Hearing those familiar roars, Shen Ying tensed up; the monsters were coming after her!
The low, rumbling roars that rose and fell were like death knells. Shen Ying gripped the giant axe tightly, her fingers turning white from the force.
Shen Ying tiptoed closer to the window, bent down slightly, put her head close to the window, and looked out through the glass.
In the thick fog, pairs of eyes, gleaming with green light, flickered like will-o'-the-wisps in the darkness, staring intently at the wooden house.
Those eyes, appearing and disappearing in the thick fog, were densely packed, completely surrounding the wooden house.
Shen Ying swallowed hard, her heart pounding. She forced herself to calm down and gripped the giant axe tightly with both hands.
Her lips trembled slightly, and a bitter feeling welled up in her heart.
Is she really going to die here?! Waaah!
Shen Ying stared intently out the window, her eyes never relaxing for a moment, and she didn't dare to breathe.
She just stared at the monster outside, feeling as if time had frozen.
As time went by, the monsters continued to linger in the thick fog, showing no sign of attacking the cabin. They neither approached nor left, and the stalemate continued.
She carefully observed the monsters' actions and found that they seemed to be deliberately keeping their distance, with none daring to cross the boundary of the thick fog to come to the cabin.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through Shen Ying's mind: Could it be that these monsters dare not approach this place?
Thinking of this, Shen Ying's tense nerves relaxed slightly. However, this relaxation was fleeting. The next moment, her heart suddenly raced and her heart was in her throat again.
Shen Ying's gaze darted around the interior of the wooden house in a flustered manner.
"Why don't they dare to come closer?" she murmured to herself, her brows furrowed.
The image of the survival of the fittest in nature involuntarily comes to mind: timid and cowardly wild rabbits, as soon as they sense the presence of a wolf nearby, will tremble with fear and flee for their lives, never daring to step into the wolf's territory.
Do the monsters surrounding this wooden house also follow the same rules?
Shen Ying's eyes were full of doubt and unease as she began to carefully examine every corner of the wooden house.
She examined the wood grain on the walls, the cracks in the floor, and even the beams in the roof, but everything seemed ordinary.