The Psychic X Apocalypse

Chapter 20 [Alves & Lu Feng VS Mutant Ball]

Alves rushed down the corridor with hunting breath. Following his memory, Alves ran all the way to the corner of the corridor where there was a medium-sized room.

Be met.

The worn-out door was not far from his sight, and Alves quickly grabbed and turned the door knob.

The door of the room opens. Dust flew and the smell of old cardboard seeped into Alves' nose. Before he coughed, Alves covered his nose with the back of his hand. Wagging hands that are free to remove dirty air from the room.

Actually, rather than being called a room, it is more precisely a warehouse. The warehouse that had long been abandoned and stored useless items that were occasionally thrown by workers in this apartment.

Alves was not sure if there were any items he wanted from the warehouse, but he could think of no other place in the narrow corridor. So it was forced Alves to try to challenge the opportunities that exist.

Immediately his hands flicked and ruffled the contents of a number of boxes and other items lying just on the floor. Soon he found a lighter that left a little liquid inside. But a fighter is not enough.

Is there no gasoline or oil left over here?

Thinking of this, Alves was hesitant about the fact that someone was dumping valuable oil at a time when oil prices were rising dramatically this month.

"Maybe there is an expired oil from the kitchen?" Alves poked the dusty stuff up from the end of his eyes, he found a small bottle filled with yellowish liquid behind the wooden cabinet.

Aha, can.

Alves's feet chased to the back of the wooden cabinet and grabbed the oil bottle. It was unexpected that someone had put an oil bottle in that remote place, I don't know what the reason was. Alves felt very awkward, because the oil bottle seemed to appear when he needed it.

Not bothering about the strange facts that erupted in his mind, Alves immediately grasped the two important objects and hurriedly came out of the warehouse.

Back again Alves ran to where Lu Feng and the ball mutant were at with full preparation. He turned the bottle cap, and the other finger pressed the lighter button.

From a distance, Alves could see Lu Feng moving nimbly to and fro with the sword in his hand slashed at the mutant ball, occasionally mounting a defense to dodge the deadly attacks of the mutant ball.

Finding one of the leathery rods successfully grazing on Lu Feng's shoulder that was originally trying to pierce the man's head but Lu Feng quickly dodged, Alves further accelerated his footsteps and shouted.

"Exit!"

The ball mutant then reacted and launched his rod at Alves. But Alves moved faster. He doused the mutant ball with a bottle of oil in his hand which shocked him to stop his movements for a moment. But the attacking rod had already shot towards Alves' face.

Alves caught the rod with both hands. His hand inside the black glove was agonized from being scratched by the full-speed trunk. Alves has not forgotten his purpose.

He then pulled the ball mutant rod which was still dumbfounded. Then the ball mutant regained his senses and did not let Alves hurt him just like that. The ball mutants pulled out several sharp rods directed at Alves, but the man was already waiting for the attack.

Alves' body spontaneously lowered its head and rolled onto the back of the mutant ball. His hand holding the lighter immediately pressed the button and out a blazing fire that was directly directed at the rod on the handle.

Wush!

The fire quickly gnawed at the skinned stem and then crept towards its main body, the meatball. Alves then removed his grip from the trunk that was being burned by the burning fire and ran towards Lu Feng.

"You've been a long time" said Lu Feng holding onto his injured shoulder. Although the trunk just grazed his shoulders and caused a little bit of pain, either he felt there was another sensation that messed with his mind. Several times Lu Feng blinked his eyes before focusing again present.

"Here give me back my sword." Alves snatched his beloved sword from Lu Feng's hand.

"Huh, you are so possessive," recalled Lu Feng who felt his hands were empty. He took the gun from his waist and was satisfied.

They watched the scene of the mutant burning of the ball in silence, when something unexpected happened.

Alves could hardly believe it would happen if he did not see it with his own eyes.

"How's..."

Bang out!

Lu Feng shot the ball mutant with his only remaining bullet. Instead of being injured, the ball mutant seemed to be furious and again sprinkled around seven stalks at once on Lu Feng's entire body.

Unwilling to lose to Lu Feng, Alves moved on and prevented the attack with his sword. Continue swinging the blade to cut off the roaming rods.

While slashing forward, the distance between Alves and the mutant ball shrank. Immediately Alves once again lit the lighter and aimed it at the remaining oil covered in the ball's mutant body.

Unbeknownst to anyone, Alves secretly used a bit of his psychic energy to mobilize the oxygen around him on the mutant ball's body. As a result the small fire then burns the mutant body violently from before, ********* is exhausted until it seems to create a small explosion.

Fortunately, Alves had avoided turning his back on a pile of material debris before the fire burned his face.

"uh? Why is the fire suddenly growing?"

A second after Lu Feng spoke the question he had in mind, a tremor felt on their footstool.

Not yet had the two discussed, the tremors in the building strengthened.

Booms!

The pile of materials one by one began to fall. Alves and Lu Feng quickly dodged and looked for a safe haven, as something pierced through the pile of material and shook it to the ground.

Several spiked green stems crept in after crushing the material up. As if it had eyes on its horns, the trunk pointed its head at Alves and Lu Feng.

"Run!"

The two kicked on the floor and ran towards the main lobby through an already open path. Unmitigatedly Alves picked up his bag that was left behind and followed Lu Feng from behind.

While Lu Feng was running around directionlessly in the main lobby that had already been shattered apart, he finally chose to go to the emergency stairs in the corridor near the reception desk and climb the stairs without even looking at the floor he was aiming at.

"Hey! Where are we going now?" shouted Lu Feng.

Without a second thought, Alves replied, "Seven floor!"

The two endlessly retraced the steps until they reached the emergency staircase door on the seventh floor. Alves then took over the vanguard and immediately headed to his room numbered 703.

When Lu Feng walked across to Alves' apartment, he had a chance to see a flattened green mutant body not far from him and something covered by a white cloth.

The condition of the corridor was the last one he saw before he closed the door and his body slumped down. Lu Feng leaned his weight on the door while stabilizing his breathless breathing.

On one hand, the state of Alves was not much different from Lu Feng. Alves pulled out a chair and sat on it while touching his mask covering a pair of eyes that began to throb due to the psychic ability he had released earlier.

Lu Feng glanced at Alves then asked, "Are you okay?" Worries are heard from his intonation.

"Yes" said Alves short, not wanting to speak again.

The two then fell silent and fell asleep in their respective minds to digest the incident just now for a while.