Chapter 128: The Ship

Bang! Zuo Zhicheng threw a punch, and Peter took it directly on his chest. His heart burst instantly, but Peter’s movements remained unaffected. He grabbed Zuo Zhicheng’s fist on his chest and swung the other hand from behind Zuo Zhicheng’s head, aiming a punch at Zuo Zhicheng’s temple.

This hammer-like swing was powerful enough to kill a bull in one hit, but Zuo Zhicheng simply raised his hand slightly and blocked it easily. Then, he lifted his knee and slammed it hard into Peter’s groin.

Still not letting go, and allowing his lower body to be crushed into a pulp by Zuo Zhicheng’s knee, Peter let out a wild laugh and bit toward Zuo Zhicheng. The sharp teeth in his mouth stood on end, like those of a piranha or a great white shark. One bite would be enough to tear Zuo Zhicheng’s neck into a bloody mess, severing nerves, blood vessels, and even bones.

But Zuo Zhicheng was faster. Before Peter could bite him, he delivered a headbutt to Peter’s forehead. With a loud thud, both of them experienced a concussion. Zuo Zhicheng kicked Peter in the stomach, while Peter attempted to kick Zuo Zhicheng in the chest but was blocked by the other’s palm.

The two of them stepped back from each other. Zuo Zhicheng’s palm was numb and sore, while Peter’s intestines were severed by the kick.

If Peter were a normal human, he would have died countless times already. But he was not. He was a monster called a Ghoul. Relying on his powerful regenerative abilities, he managed to fight Zuo Zhicheng to a stalemate, even though his physical strength was inferior.

“Haha, human, it seems you’ve used some method to hide your strength,” Peter said, his face twisted in pain. “But you…”

“Enough,” Zuo Zhicheng snarled. With a loud crash beneath his feet, the wooden plank groaned and snapped under the strain. Zuo Zhicheng seemed to teleport in front of Peter, his right fist tearing through the air with a sonic boom as he aimed a heavy blow at Peter’s forehead.

To others, the attack might have been too fast to see, but to Peter, while it was quick, it wasn’t fast enough to evade. He widened his eyes, watching Zuo Zhicheng, and raised his arms to block the punch aimed at his forehead.

Like other Ghouls, his brain was still his weak point. He wouldn’t allow Zuo Zhicheng to attack his head.

But just as Peter was fully focused on defending, faint traces of white light began to emanate from Zuo Zhicheng’s left eye. Initially, Zuo Zhicheng had attacked Peter purely with martial arts to lull him into a false sense of security, making Peter believe that Zuo Zhicheng, while strong enough to defeat Victor and the others, was not capable of killing him.

The subsequent explosive attack was meant to let the now unguarded Peter watch him closely. As Zuo Zhicheng attacked at high speed, Peter had to keep his eyes fixed on Zuo Zhicheng to track his movements.

And just as Peter was staring intently, an intensely blinding white light erupted instantly, as if a Sun had risen from Zuo Zhicheng’s body. Everyone facing Zuo Zhicheng and watching the fight immediately let out a scream, covered their eyes, and turned away.

If they were affected this badly, it was even worse for Peter, who had been staring directly at Zuo Zhicheng and was closest to the source of the light. Pure white completely robbed him of his vision. Struggling to block Zuo Zhicheng’s punch based on his last recollection, he quickly retreated backward.

Clearly, he didn’t want to fight Zuo Zhicheng while blinded.

But Zuo Zhicheng wasn’t about to let him escape easily. He dashed forward, catching up with Peter in an instant. Then, his fists, shoulders, knees, feet, fingers, and elbows rained down on Peter like a storm.

One punch shot out, accompanied by a surge of transparent air. Zuo Zhicheng’s fist slammed hard into Peter’s forehead. Before Peter could fly backward, Zuo Zhicheng grabbed his hair and yanked him back, then delivered another punch directly at him.

Boom!

This time, however, Peter knew Zuo Zhicheng was targeting his head. He raised both hands to block the punch.

But with such a hasty defense, how could his strength compare to Zuo Zhicheng’s? Peter’s palms were instantly pulverized into a bloody mess, bones protruding from the joints, making it almost impossible for him to make a fist.

With his hands crippled, Peter let out a furious roar and leaped backward with all his might, tearing off the hair on his head in the process. He looked like a trapped animal.

Zuo Zhicheng sneered coldly, drew his Dagger, and charged after him again. Peter’s hands were crippled, his eyes blinded, and his head concussed from the punch. Until he recovered quickly, his strength was reduced to at most thirty percent.

The recovery time might only be twenty or thirty seconds. Under normal circumstances, Peter wouldn’t have cared. But when he heard the sound of Zuo Zhicheng rushing toward him, his face turned grim. The pressure from his opponent was too intense. From the moment his eyes were blinded, Zuo Zhicheng’s relentless attacks had driven him step by step toward the Underworld, making it hard for him to breathe.

“Stop! Stop!” Peter shouted as he retreated rapidly. “I surren…”

Before he could finish, he slammed into a wall. This was the consequence of having no vision—he had completely lost his sense of the surrounding terrain.

In that moment of hesitation, Zuo Zhicheng pounced on him like a tiger. The Dagger in his hand sliced through Peter’s body like a meat grinder.

Lin Hongsheng and the others, sitting on the ground nearby, stared in stunned silence as Zuo Zhicheng stabbed and cut into Peter’s body repeatedly, as if Peter were his sworn enemy. In just a few minutes, not only was Peter’s head completely severed, but all his limbs were also cut off.

Only when Zuo Zhicheng threw Peter’s head into the sea did he finally stop.

Zuo Zhicheng let out a soft exhale and turned his gaze to Lin Hongsheng and the others. When they saw him looking, they felt both respect and fear. Especially with Zuo Zhicheng covered in blood, he looked like a murderous demon.

But when Zuo Zhicheng saw them, he frowned deeply. After the fight with Peter, only a dozen or so people were still standing, and it was clear they were ordinary folks with no sailing experience. In fact, even counting the injured like Lin Hongsheng who were lying on the ground, there were very few who could serve as sailors.

With just these people, the chances of steering the ship to escape the pursuing Ghouls were almost nonexistent.

Just as Zuo Zhicheng was pondering this, a distant, desolate horn sounded. Out on the sea, an enormous ship, completely illuminated by lights, was heading in their direction.