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Chapter 356 Dean is dead? Brian is furious!
The dragon disappeared and reappeared, making Dean feel very upset.

Seeing that Long was in a distracted state, Dean had no intention of launching a sneak attack.

He had fought against the other party in his early years.

Well, the kind where we fired a few shots at the enemy from a distance of several kilometers.

He was still working for the NW organization at the time, and led a combat team to participate in the operation to encircle and kill Long.

At that time, Dean was already a second-level life and a powerful third-level employee of the NW organization. He was in high spirits and conceited, thinking that he was a rare master in the world and had a lofty ambition to look down on everyone in the world.

As a result, I took a look.

But Long followed their attack direction and glanced at them from a few kilometers away. Dean's team immediately went crazy and killed each other.
The one who survived was, of course, Dean.

He killed all of his own team members with his own hands.

This incident has become a constant demon in his heart.

We meet again after decades.

Dean has become a third-level life form, and a third-level combat life form, one of the most advanced individual combat forces in the Federation.

He originally thought he had the courage to face the dragon.

But when the two met again.

Dean then realized how ridiculous his idea was.

The person standing in front of him felt like he was facing a mountain with no top in sight.

When I was at the second level, I looked at the mountains and felt that they were too high and difficult to conquer.

At the third level, look at the mountains again.

Only then did I realize that the mountains were so rugged, steep, heavy and powerful that it made me feel hopeless.

All of Dean's instincts were strongly warning him: If he did anything, he would die!
Long ignored Dean who was standing beside him.

He seemed to be trapped in his own world. The expression on his face kept changing, becoming more and more distorted, and even countless double images began to appear, with his face constantly changing.

Among them are non-human animal faces, ferocious insect faces, blue faces similar to human faces, and lava life forms that look like rocks transformed from the earth...
Hundreds of faces changed in an instant.

In the short ten minutes that Long was in a daze, Dean witnessed no less than 100,000 faces appearing on Long's face.

He's already numb.

So many lives
I don’t think all of them were swallowed by this dragon.

And there are many faces among them, which look like characters from science fiction movies, without any human features at all.
What on earth is a dragon?
Is he really human?
"here we go again"

Just when Dean was feeling increasingly uneasy and was about to sneak away, the dragon suddenly opened his mouth and murmured.

He reached out and touched his forehead.

next moment.

Dean only felt the shadow of a vast world emerging before his eyes.

The shadow flashed by.

By the time he opened his eyes wide and tried to catch it, the dragon had already returned to its normal state.

To say it's normal is not right either.

Because he was looking around in confusion and at Dean in confusion.

Long probably knew what was going on with him, so he smiled at the suspicious Dean and said, "It's you. I remember you were the eighteenth person in the United States Federation to be promoted to the third-level life form, and you were a little fellow I let go of back then. Unfortunately, you were a beastman with no future..."

As Long spoke in a calm voice, Dean felt his temples throbbing violently and uncontrollably.

His heart ached violently, and his chest felt as if it was being pressed down by a mountain. He felt depressed and uneasy, as if a great disaster was about to befall him.

This is a death warning!

Dean no longer hesitated and roared. A twisted, erupting volcano hundreds of meters high appeared behind him, illuminating the night sky red, like the setting sun at dusk, turning the entire sky into a sea of ​​fire.

Boom~
The void vibrates.

Accompanied by a deafening roar.

Countless glasses of glass below shattered, and at the same time, a fist with ripples like tearing space slammed towards the dragon that was nearby!
When Long saw the fist, his expression did not change at all.

Everything around me seemed to be frozen in time.

Dean maintained his punching posture and imprisoned the man on the spot.

The time around him seemed to have stopped. The hideous expression on his face, the torn skin and flesh, the bulging blue veins, and the extremely violent life magnetic field were all frozen. Only the unwillingness and despair in his eyes made people know that Dean was still conscious at this moment.

Long looked at the countless alarms that were sounding, the night lights that were on, the broken glass, and the affected traffic below, and shook his head: "Why are you yelling so loudly?"

As he spoke, he slowly took out a booklet from his pocket.

Turned over.

Long finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He put the booklet back into his pocket, then smiled at Dean and said, "I just looked through my notes and found that your potential is too low. You are not the one I want to focus on. This is good because I happen to be hungry. It would be nice to have a little dessert in advance."

As he spoke, he gently placed his palm on Dean's muscular chest.

Just a light stroke of the fingernail.

Dean's flesh could withstand the machine gun, but it was like the surface of water being cut open, unable to offer any resistance at all.

Through the ribs.

Long looked at the heart in Dean's chest, which looked like a crystal, deep red, and covered with flame patterns. He nodded with satisfaction: "Although the beast is an inferior evolutionary path, it has the most vigorous blood and energy, which can barely fill my five internal organs."

He reached his hand into Dean's chest, broke his ribs, and plucked Dean's nearly crystallized heart of fire like picking fruits. He looked at it for a moment, stretched out his long and extended tongue, licked it, and said with some regret:

"Eh.

Qi and blood are in a stimulated and full state, but after all, the cultivation time is too short.

The taste is still a bit bad.

If nine blood moons came, I wouldn't have to live in such poverty.

But recently a fool is about to hatch.

I will eat you first, and then eat that idiot after a while, and my condition should be much better."

Thinking of this, Long burst into laughter like a madman.

Lose your heart.

Dean was like an engine that had lost its energy, and his eyes gradually turned gray.

At the end of consciousness.

Dean's mind flashed through a revolving lantern, and in the end, only one thought remained: Fortunately, with my roar, Brian and Susan should have received a warning...
at this time.

Long held Dean's heart, came closer, and said with an evil smile:

"Are you thinking that it's a good thing you gave us a heads-up so your loved ones can go into hiding?

Do not worry.

I won't touch that Brian.

He is a slightly green little fruit with high spiritual potential. Even before he reaches the third level of life, he is able to perceive the existence of the spiritual world and has great potential to become a transcendent individual.

I have lost the fruit that was cultivated in the White Elephant Kingdom.

Now I will attach great importance to this newly discovered fruit.

As for your relatives, they are all just some remnants.

They don’t even qualify for my recipes, so don’t worry.”

Hearing this, Dean smiled, moved his lips reluctantly, and said silently: "You talk too much nonsense."

"It's normal to talk a lot of nonsense when you live too long"

Long didn't care. He stretched his mouth like a piece of gummy bear to an exaggerated degree, swallowed Dean's heart in one gulp, chewed it, and muttered:
“In fact, most of the time, I was sleeping in the cracks of space, like an involuntary parasite.

This is also why I like being a homeless person.

It is also very interesting to watch the joys and sorrows of those ants.

Of course, this is also because I am of Chinese descent in this life.

I really like some of the spiritual cultivation theories there, but it's a pity that when Blood Moon brought me to this world, it was not in ancient times, but in modern times. Otherwise, I really want to have a taste of what those spiritual cultivators are like.
The joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness of living things, as well as their seven emotions and six desires, are truly the things that stimulate appetite the most."

As Long muttered to himself, the powerful life magnetic field around him slowly dissipated.

Life magnetic field is the most instinctive ability of a third-level life, similar to heartbeat and brain wave fluctuations.

The collapse of life's magnetic field means death.

Dean is dead.

The extremely powerful third-level life form didn't even have the basic power to resist in the hands of the dragon. It was like a crushed ant, dying alone in the night sky of Los Angeles, and no one knew about it.

After all, he never had the chance to eat the dinner his wife prepared for him.

After eating, Long glanced at the coastline and licked his lips and teeth that were still stained with hot blood. "What an amazing inspiration. I was able to detect the movement here even though I was dozens of kilometers away. Grow up well and don't let me down..."

Dean thought he had successfully warned his family, but he didn't know that the dragon was too lazy to pay attention.

Otherwise, the domain will become a world of its own.

Even if Dean burned his life to deliver that punch, it would not have any impact on the outside world, let alone causing such a big noise.

The dragon disappeared into the material world.

Holy Buddha is the fruit of his guidance and cultivation.

This is a guy with great potential, who is born with spiritual talent.

The spiritual realm is the heart realm.

An alternative space and realm that can carry consciousness.

This kind of talent is just like the innate saints in myths and legends. Even in the worlds he has experienced, he is destined to become a transcendent being.

Such a good fruit, and it is a fruit grown in the populous White Elephant Country.

When I wasn't paying attention, I actually strayed from the path I had planned for the other person.
Of course, the results are good.

Long went to see it in person and found that the Holy Buddha had actually achieved the fourth level. He was shocked, but only joy remained.

In addition, his condition was unstable and he was afraid that the Holy Buddha would discover something was wrong in advance, so he left early.

As a result, not long after, he found that the traces he left on the Holy Buddha had disappeared.

Holy Buddha is dead.

Not even a trace was left.

Long was heartbroken.

At that time, he never thought that the Holy Buddha would die at the hands of those ant-like humans, nor did he think that besides himself, there was another existence in this world that could threaten the fourth-level life.

He was angry and upset.

Dragons always feel uneasy unless they find the unknown entity that is competing with them for food.

My thoughts today are particularly divergent.

Different faces appeared on the dragon's face again.

He was startled and shook his head. He didn't bother to devour the remaining energy of the body in front of him. His figure flashed and disappeared into the night sky.

As he left, the restraining force around him dissipated.

Dean's bloated body, which was still in a desperate punching posture, fell down helplessly and smashed heavily on a vacant building lot, raising a cloud of dust.

The fall from a high altitude did not damage this powerful corpse at all.

Only those ferocious eyes stared at the night sky, full of despair and unwillingness.
After a few seconds.

Brian vibrated his bone wings and came to the sky above this area.

He smelled the strong biological scent around him and felt vaguely uneasy.

This smell is the smell of Dean Oldman.

There is information in the breath.

Brian smelled fear, anger, and a strong adrenaline from these fresh breaths...
Dean was fighting with someone just now!
But the traces around made Brian a little uncertain.

The roar just now was very loud.

But apart from the shattered glass everywhere, Brian didn't see any signs of fighting.

This is obviously not in line with Dean's fighting style.

If he is really fighting with someone, then there will be few good buildings below.

Unless one side is so powerful that the other side has no ability to resist.

This is not a good sign.

Brian suppressed his uneasiness and followed the scent, and finally found the place where Long and Dean had last stayed.

Here, he smelled a faint smell of blood.

High in the sky, the wind is so violent that it is difficult to retain breath.

In this situation, I can still smell the blood.

A strong sense of uneasiness reached its peak in Brian's heart at this moment.

He didn't care whether the enemy had left or not and directly opened his heart area.

next moment.

Everything within a radius of ten thousand meters appeared clearly in Brian's mind.

He immediately saw the body stuck in the concrete, staring at the night sky with fists in its hands.
"Dean!"

Brian's eyes were filled with anger.

He flashed and instantly appeared on the ground ten thousand meters below. He stretched out his hand and led Dean's body out of the concrete ground.

Dean's body still maintained its muscular fighting form, and his blood, like the residual heat of magma, had not yet dissipated. The activity of the cells in his body even affected the outside of his body, causing the surrounding air to evaporate and distort.

No one would think it was a dead body.

Brian's face was extremely gloomy.

His breath gradually became hotter.

In his eyes, an evil afterimage of a blood moon emerged.

Dean is dead!

This old Deng was killed.

The other party broke open Dean's left chest, cut open his ribs, and took out his heart...
Looking at the marks left on Dean's body, combined with the previous roar and the posture Dean maintained before his death, Brian could almost imagine the scene: facing an unknown strong enemy, Dean fought back, but his heart was easily taken out in an instant, and he was killed instantly without any resistance.
Dean is a third-order life.

He is a beastman, his strength comes from trickery, but his fighting ability is not weak at all.

Brian is now confident that he can kill Dean with this kind of existence, but he doesn't have the confidence that he can kill Dean easily without leaving him any chance to resist.

Unless it is in the spirit world.

In the material world, he couldn't do it so easily.

In Brian's mind, there are only two types of people who can achieve this:

One is the mysterious dragon.

One is like an alien king, an alien soul that has taken over another’s body and is hiding in the human or animal world!

In other words, these two categories are the same kind of people.

They are all outsiders!
Looking at the sky above Dean's body, a small ball of obsession slowly condensed.

Brian did not feel any joy of achievement at this moment.

He held Dean's body with an expressionless face. Only his eyes, which emitted a strange red glow and became increasingly brighter, could reflect his inner feelings at the moment.

I often quarrel with Lao Deng.

But this doesn't mean that Brian doesn't like Dean as an old man.

Even without Susan as a bridge, the two of them actually get along very comfortably because of their similar personalities.

Besides, Dean is really nice to me.

In order to expand his power, the other party also asked the Adams Family to fully assist him and help him build the framework. He had no concerns at all that he would use his status as son-in-law and his own potential to annex the Adams Family.

I've been in danger before.

In the deep sea base, Dean also told Brian about his retreat plan. He would take over, but asked Brian to hide with Susan and some core members of Adams after he got into trouble.
Such an elder was killed and his heart was eaten!

Although Brian now has a way to reincarnate Dean.

But this feeling...
Brian is furious now.

He hasn't been this angry in a long time!
woohoo~
Police sirens sounded from a distance.

The roar just now made a huge noise.

The windows of countless residents in the surrounding area were shattered, as if they had been hit by a missile.

Dean's heavy body hit the ground, causing quite a noise.

Not to mention that this is a construction site and there are night watchmen.

Someone is coming.

The red light in Brian's eyes gradually disappeared.

He carefully crushed Dean's obsession, retained the other party's mental imprint carrying information, put his body into the subspace, returned to the sky, and stared at the bright moon above his head in a daze.

“I originally wanted to keep a low profile.

Wait for ten or eight years, develop a device that can absorb obsessions remotely, form a sect, use the obsessions and power of all living beings, expand the heart domain, and continue to evolve, so that your physical and mental strength can reach level 2, level 3.
There are billions of people in the world.

Every year, my strength changes dramatically.

Every year, I feel more confident to face you little bugs in hiding.

I just want to live my life in peace.

But why do you want to affect my life without knowing the consequences? "

Brian whispered to the moon.

Countless red mists escaped from his body uncontrollably and spread within a radius of ten thousand meters.

I don’t know how long it took.

A police officer who was standing outside the construction site, smoking and idling away his time, looked up and was stunned: "The moon is red!"

"famous?"

"What's red?"

The companion who was also slacking off nearby followed his companion's gaze, looked up, and his eyes widened.

The bright moon, which originally emitted silver light, now seemed to be stained with a layer of blood mist.

An extremely large figure, facing the moonlight, spread out its exaggerated huge bone wings, like a hideous demon worshiping the moon, descending over Los Angeles.
Brian felt the gazes of the sparse little bugs below.

He doesn't care.

Stretching his body that is no longer depressed.

He spread his wings and flew towards the underground base of the NW organization.

Whoever killed Dean.

never mind.

One by one, organizations with the Afterglow Board went there.

If it doesn’t come out, eat it.

It's out, that's the murderer!
Eat it all the same!
At this moment, Brian's blood moon radiation energy, which had been calm and suppressed for a long time, was like boiling water, enjoying the joy of breaking through the cage.

They are fundamentally different from the energies of all deformed beings. As Brian undergoes transformations again and again, their ties with his soul imprint continue to deepen. Now, they have occupied most of his core consciousness area, leaving only his neck and half of his head.

Brian had only one thought at this moment.

Whoever stands in my way will be destroyed!
(End of this chapter)