Type-Moon Assassination Fist 121
by TINY FAN FICTIONType-Moon Assassination Fist 121
Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction
Chapter 121 Déjà Vu…
After Kuzuki Awake, the first thing he does is observe his surroundings.
The time was roughly around 2 PM, in a Modern era, located in Japan.
After making some rough deductions, Kuzuki suddenly feels an eerie sensation.
As if…
He has experienced these things before.
This strange Déjà Vu makes him uneasy, but his Spiritual Awareness doesn’t feel off at all.
As he carefully thinks about why this illusion is happening, suddenly a sense of Malice passes through his body.
The Malice comes and goes just as quickly, disappearing after only a few seconds.
The Malice isn’t just targeting Kuzuki; it’s aimed at EverythingLife in general.
After a brief moment, Kuzuki still hasn’t found the source of that Malice.
Observing the scenery for a while, Kuzuki suddenly gets an odd idea.
Maybe this bustling city will face destruction.
However, the gentle breeze blows away his thoughts. Look at your surroundings: blue sky, white clouds, peaceful and serene. How could it suddenly lead to destruction?
Let’s investigate this World first.
After making that judgment, Kuzuki prepares to leave the Rooftop.
He was originally planning to jump down directly, but he still doesn’t know what this World truly is. It might be better to pretend for now.
The Rooftop leads to a hallway that’s locked by an iron door. Kuzuki isn’t fazed; he simply pulls it open, causing a sharp metallic distortion as the door bends in his hand.
With one sound, he yanks the entire door down.
Kuzuki tosses aside the iron door and continues walking down the hallway.
After destroying a door, Kuzuki went to the highest floor of the building.
ding…
The elevator door opened, but no one was inside.
Entering the elevator, the doors slowly closed, and a slight sense of weightlessness followed as it began to descend.
It felt strange outside.
As Kuzuki passed each floor, some floors emitted strange noises.
ding.
The elevator door opened, and two office workers supported a middle-aged overweight man into the elevator.
One of them apologized to Kuzuki with a smile before pressing the button and speaking to the other person.
Kuzuki didn’t pay attention to their conversation, focusing instead on the visibly ill-looking middle-aged man.
His face was pale, his eyes bloodshot, and he was gasping heavily like someone with asthma.
Not only that, his pupils were slightly dilated, indicating he was on the verge of losing consciousness, barely supported by the two men to avoid falling to the ground.
The two office workers supported him on either side, struggling a bit with the effort.
Just then, the middle-aged man they were supporting suddenly gasped, his pupils turned completely white, and he suddenly lowered his head to bite into the throat of one of them. His powerful bite caused a massive gush of blood from the neck artery, soaking both the man and the other office worker in blood.
The carotid artery was severed by the bite, and hot blood spurted out wildly onto the middle-aged man and the right office worker, completely covering them in blood.
“What?!”
The right office worker screamed in horror, throwing the body of the middle-aged man away like he had been electrocuted and instinctively stepping back.
“You’re crazy! Yoshihara!”
Yoshihara didn’t respond, instead frantically biting down on the blood-soaked neck, his throat moving rhythmically as he swallowed!
He’s eating someone!
The white-collar man saw this terrifying sight and immediately began vomiting, leaning heavily against the elevator wall.
Zombie?
Kuzuki stretched out his hand to explore, grabbing Yoshihara’s neck with a light twist.
Yoshihara’s limbs immediately went limp, only his mouth was frantically opening and trying to bite at Kuzuki’s arm.
Due to the angle, his mouth could only bite into Air, like a crazy dog with drool dripping from its corners.
After throwing Yoshihara’s body onto the ground, Kuzuki was about to open his mouth to ask when the elevator suddenly began decelerating, followed by a “ding” sound as the elevator door opened.
In an instant, the elevator door opened, and outside stood several individuals like statues. They simultaneously rushed into the elevator as if receiving a command.
They crowded together, their arms outstretched, surging forward like a breaking dam.
In this flash of light and sound, the leading zombie was about to touch Kuzuki’s arm in an instant.
Kuzuki punched without warning!
A cone-shaped white mist flashed briefly on his fist before disappearing, then struck the body of the zombie that had been charging forward.
“Gasp!”
An Air Wave exploded in the narrow elevator space, and the zombie hit by Kuzuki’s fist burst open like a balloon, creating a massive circular hole in its center.
Moreover, anything that was in front of his fist exploded like a cannonball, sending debris flying.
His Fist Wind formed a small tornado as it swept out from the elevator, causing destruction and leaving holes wherever it went.
The crowd of several individuals in front of him were completely erased, leaving only limbs scattered on the ground!
The white-collar man cowered in the corner, his eyes wide with shock, his mouth slightly open, and his expression frozen in a state of awe.
Kuzuki retracted his fist and walked out.
A head that had survived the destruction lay among bloodied remains, frantically biting at anything it could find.
Blop!
He crushed the Head and walked out.
The sound woke a White-collar Man in the Elevator, who jumped like he had been electrocuted, scrambled to his feet, and crawled up from the ground.
“Wait, this gentleman is waiting for me.” Only one Head remained in the blood pool, suddenly biting Yoshihara, a fat coworker, killing him with a punch and eliminating tens of humans.
Various incomprehensible situations caused White-collar Man’s brain to almost short-circuit. He only followed his instincts, chasing after Kuzuki.
They arrived outside the street.
Outside, it looked like the end of the world—cars were in a chain accident, and screams and car horns filled the air.
Black smoke rose from all directions, and flames shot into the sky.
White-collar Man held his head, staring blankly at everything outside.
He suddenly shivered when a nearby person was bitten by another zombie, snapping awake.
“Yes, call the police. I need to report this quickly.” He fumbled with his phone and dialed the emergency line.
The busy signal on the other end shattered his hope. He dropped the phone, his face pale, saying, “What’s going on? It was fine a minute ago. Why did it suddenly turn into this? No, this isn’t a trick, is it? Am I losing my mind?”
White-collar Man was about to collapse.
Kuzuki didn’t respond; he just silently watched the scene outside.
Is this caused by Variable Source? How can we find it without intelligence?
Just as Kuzuki was thinking, a nearby zombie that had bitten a live person began to change. After eating half of a corpse, it suddenly started transforming.
It inflated like an overinflated tire, tearing its clothes apart, and its body began to mutate, elongate, and become distorted.
Its skin peeled off, revealing red muscles exposed in the air. Its claws grew, enlarged, and became sharp. Its skull was completely eroded, revealing mutated brain tissue. Its eyes were gone, replaced by a terrifying smile with jagged teeth. A long, sticky tongue like a snake’s slithered back and forth.
That thing… looks familiar.
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