edge of pure land.

Chapter 36 The true strength of Longque

Barron's transformation came to an abrupt end because he felt something penetrated into his body, wildly devouring the power in his body and eating away at his spirit.

He abandoned his dignity as a human being and regarded himself as a bloodthirsty beast. He experienced countless lives and deaths and evolved into what he is now. Therefore, he will no longer be bullied because of his weakness and humbleness. Instead, he can roar to take revenge on those who were once superior. of big shots.

What he had paid so much for was now being taken away from him.

He finally knew why he had run away in fear before.

Not because of Lu Fuji's blood rage.

It's because there's something wrong with the way this guy looks at him!

That's the look in the eyes of a predator when he sees his prey!
  Very sick and perverted.

If you say deer can eat people, he believes it!

At this moment, Lu Fuji was indeed so high that he could fly, because after eating a lot of food, his dark matter had significantly evolved in size, and was large enough to cover his entire right arm.

Not only that, he could also feel that the dark matter had evolved in some way. The surface of the claws was as hard as metal, as if covered with a thick layer of armor, which was indestructible.

This allows Shika Fuji's right hand to tear the enemy's body apart more easily.

Especially when Barron's body is also in a hard state, even the alienated claws will be somewhat worn when scraping the bones, but they can still forcefully break through.

If he had had this kind of power when fighting Aoki, why would he have been in such trouble?

At this moment, when Lu Fuji's dark matter was eating crazily, a strange mental shock surged into his mind, and countless memory fragments exploded.

He seemed to see a dark laboratory, and the smell of disinfectant hit his face.

He was firmly locked in the restraint rack, surrounded by doctors in white coats. Someone whispered in his ear: "Relax, Barron Moore. Your physical talents are far better than I imagined." , at least stronger than your adoptive father. Come on, eat these carrion, as long as you can survive, you can gain the power of the evolutionary chain of creating the mother nest."

The man's voice was soft and elegant, like a devil.

When the restraint frame was rotated, what came into view was a rotting corpse that seemed to be covered in bone armor. It was clearly a rotting corpse, but it had a strange aroma.

"Isn't this the power you want? The original White Walker from the evolutionary chain of the Creation Mother Nest, the Dead Ghost. The immortal power it gives you can make you invulnerable to weapons, water and fire."

After the man finished speaking, he cut off a piece of rotten flesh and stuffed it into his mouth!

He struggled violently and accidentally saw the ceiling of the laboratory.

Thousands of golden pigments outline ancient murals.

It was like a huge lotus made of steel. It was suspended in mid-air like a god, with hanging vines running through the earth. Countless believers knelt down to worship, as if they were singing silently.

Huge fear, huge pressure, huge shock.

At this moment, his body seemed to explode!
  "The target is being converted!"

"The dark matter is merging, and the compatibility is 74%!"

"This target cannot master the art of the White Walker! This target cannot master the art of the White Walker!"

The man sighed regretfully: "Did he turn out to be a waste too? Forget it, drag him away, extract the experimental samples first, and then throw them into the meat grinder."

At this moment, a faint voice sounded.

"Merit ticket, cure diseases, save people..."

The man turned around and mocked: "What are you talking about? Aren't your brothers and sisters all a bunch of deformities? They are good materials for experiments. As for the reward for your participation in the experiment, haven't I already given you Has it passed you by? You should be honored to have you meet the great God, the Mother Nest of Creation. This kind of ant is already lucky in this life."

The terrifying wailing sound completely ended the fragments of memory.

Lu Buer woke up from a dream, as if he had had a terrible nightmare.

At this moment, Barron, who had once again degenerated into a normal human, stood up with a roar and tried to make a final struggle, but was knocked to the ground by a subconscious punch, and the arc flashed.

Barron was knocked to the ground, his head was buzzing and he couldn't get up.

"Did you want to cure others and participate in some kind of experiment? Whose experiment was it? How did you find them?" Lu Buer didn't know why he was able to see his past experiences when devouring the dark matter in his body. , that may be the biggest nightmare and deepest despair in his life.

Barron seemed stunned by his punch and could not answer.

It's a little embarrassing now.

It’s the first time a newbie goes on a mission, and it’s not easy to know where to start.

At this moment, Barron spat out a mouthful of blood and mocked: "You know all this? It seems that you are not an ordinary hound. Astrology type, thunder. With such a good talent, why do you want to be a lackey for that group of people? Working for those beasts? You are obviously... someone who has endured hardship."

Lu Fuji was stunned.

Barron had already discovered it.

The calluses on his hands, the scars on his arms, the color of his skin.

Whether a person has endured hardship or not can be seen at a glance.

"This is a sinful city, this is a wrong world. When I was a good person, you bullied me. When I was a bad person, you blamed me. Now that I have gained dignity, I will never be humiliated and taken back for interrogation by you. ." Barron showed a weird smile.

He paused: "I'll wait for you in hell."

A voice suddenly sounded in Lu Fuji's earphones.

"Deer Fuji, turn sideways!"

Lu Fuji was horrified, as if he saw the reflection of something.

He turned around suddenly, arcs of electricity flashing.

boom!
  Barron's head was penetrated by a bone spur.

Until his death, he still had a sarcastic smile on his face.

Lu Fuji's face was spattered with blood. When he raised his head again, he suddenly saw a believer wearing white sacrificial robes standing on the roof of the dilapidated low building above him. It was this believer who raised his hand and sent out the bone spur!
  There are so many corpse-eating cultists hiding in the underground streets.

"Sata, Abalua! Sata, Abalua!"

"Sata, Abalua! Sata, Abalua!"

"Sata, Abalua! Sata, Abalua!"

In the shops on the block, the vendors who were watching the show took off their scarves and hats, tore off their heavy cotton clothes, revealing their pale sacrificial clothes, and chanted strange words.

They raised their hands at the same time, and dense bone proliferated on their fingertips.

ready.

At the critical moment, Qiangwei dragged the four dwarfs tied together with ropes and rushed out from the corner. She happened to see the boy surrounded by a group of pagans and was surprised.

"Sir!"

Damon's voice came from the earphones: "Sir, the officer is already in place."

A scorching flame lit up the darkness.

"Burn the sky, one style."

A horrific scene happened.

With a loud snap of fingers, scorching flame marks covered the entire block, and every pagan saw huge fire spewing out from the ground and exploding with a bang!
  "Falling into the sky, second style."

When the burning heathens were rolling on the ground, countless scorching flame spears appeared out of thin air, falling from the sky like meteors and piercing through them!

Under the plastic shed set off by the explosion, Long Que sat calmly in a wheelchair. His white hair was lifted up by the fire, revealing his angular face and eyes that were flowing like lava.

I saw him holding a syringe in his hand and pricking it into his left leg.

Click.

There seemed to be the sound of bones breaking and reorganizing.

Longque's whole body trembled violently, and he miraculously stood up from the wheelchair. His breathing and heartbeat were as wild as a beast, like a drum, deafening!
  This is... holy riot syndrome!

When the pagan standing on the roof of the dilapidated low building saw this scene, he raised his completely rotten face, showing great fear, and murmured uncontrollably: "Saint, Dragon Bird!"

"saint?"

Longque was one hundred and fifty meters away from him, but he could easily hear what he was saying. He raised his head indifferently and said coldly: "I have no longer used that title."

boom!
  The flames burst.

Lu Fuji saw a burning shadow passing him.

A wave of heat hit my face.

Flames ignited in the streets along the way, and the fire spread to every shop in an instant. The vendors hiding in the dark screamed and exclaimed to put out the fire.

I thought it was a sickly man in a wheelchair.

I didn't expect that when he really showed his strength, he would be so tall and majestic.

With a roar, a giant sword of scorching flames descended from the sky.

The lower body of the heretic was cut off on the spot, but no blood came out.

Because the wound was carbonized in an instant.

"This target is suspected of illegal experiments, illegal beliefs, illegal preaching, intentional homicide and other crimes. In the name of the Heretic Tribunal, I announce that you have been arrested." Long Que raised his hand and grabbed the heretic's neck. , leaving him no room for resistance at all.

Of course, even if the pagans wanted to resist, they were powerless.

In the scorching firelight, the white-haired man looked like a demon in hell.

At this time, the robots from the law enforcement team arrived belatedly and surrounded the entire neighborhood.

Chief Charles' voice was diffused through the loudspeaker.

"Longque, what are your people doing? Are you causing a terrorist incident?"

What responded to him was a cold voice.

"I'm looking for things you can't, idiot."

Longque's violent breathing and heartbeat gradually subsided. He subconsciously touched the miniature microphone on his chest, only to find that it had been burned by his numerology.

"Damon, Rose."

He raised his voice: "Clean up the scene and compensate the traders for their financial losses."

Lu Fuji's heartbeat and breathing gradually stabilized, and he raised his head and glanced at him.

Long Que smiled meaningfully: "Didn't you expect that?"

Lu Buer has nothing to say.

"Watch our trophies and don't let the people from the Law Enforcement Bureau snatch them away."

Longque held the unconscious pagan in one hand and lit a cigarette for himself with the other. He stood on the roof and looked at the huge underground block, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

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