Abnormal Survival: Become a Weird Girl

Qin Ming was lying on the back of Vincent's horse, and after a bumpy ride, she was now completely unable to move her body.

The "voice" tormented her spirit all the time, and her mother's strength had weakened to the extreme.

Although she closed her "eyes", she could still feel the chaotic aura that was getting closer and closer in the distance.

"Ahem... Save energy.

"There is still a chance..."

Vincent's face was livid, his horse galloped, and he quickly rushed to the city wall with a group of disabled people, passing through the city gate like a dog who lost his family, and along the way was full of devastation, the corpses of the people and the broken flesh and blood.

"Damn it! These abominable rats..." "

Reeves! If you can still move... Help me hold on.

"The longer the better! The longer the better!

"We are grasshoppers in a boat ... Either perish together or go back alive.

William's pupils shrank, and Angus sat on the ground, one hand still pinching the arm of the mouse that had just been cut off.

He looked at a group of miserable centaurs in disbelief, their gray appearance was a little sneaky... How to see how wrong.

At the head are two adults, Vincent and Reeves.

"That's not right... Qin, Qin Ming?

"Oh my God! That's Qin Ming!

William stood up abruptly and looked at the black figure bound by black chains with some disbelief.

Only he had seen the girl's real body.

"What's going on... She was caught.

"No, I'm a little confused..."

William stood up and immediately rushed in the direction of the horse team under Angus's puzzled gaze.

"Oh my God! Odina?? "

Where's Odina?"

Only then did Angus react, wiped the mud on his face in trepidation, stood up abruptly, and rushed in the direction of the church.

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Reeves and Vincent parted ways, his face was confused and panicked as he dragged his badly wounded body through the fortress guarded by the soldiers.

The lion of the empire had messy hair and a embarrassed face at the moment, and he pushed open the door of the main hall.

"Divenka's rat man is coming... Commander of the Legion, all the personnel are dispatched ... Stop them.

Under the shocked gazes of Edward and the soldiers, he coughed up a mouthful of blood and plopped down on the ground.

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the scene where Vincent captured Qin Ming.

The faint groans grew fainter, and a group of severely wounded soldiers were abandoned, now lying on the ground like garbage.

Their eyes were terrified, and they looked at the change in their arms with some disbelief.

"No... No, Lao Tzu is mutating! "

Their bodies are twisted and deformed, and it's a slow and torturous process.

Witness the process of your own mutation....

A sergeant's head was in disarray, and he finally looked at his "dead" companions around him, a pair of death-gray eyes shed a lot of tears, he choked, supported his body with his heavily mutated arms, and leaned against his companion's corpse.

"Oh

my God..."

His arms were lowered, his neck was crooked, and he was no longer alive.

A dim light shone on his gradually mutated body, and in front of him was a dense array of evil.

The evil spirits danced their tentacles, stepping through the dim morning light, and advancing step by step in the direction of Leiden.

This was followed by the army of the Divenka rat people and a huge rat man who could shake mountains and rivers with every step.

Wanla coughed violently, it felt that its limit was approaching, looked at the approaching human city, and waved its hand.

"Speed up."

The evil spirits ran over the heavily mutated human bodies and smashed their strange flesh to pieces.

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"Hahaha... Hahaha..." Vincent

looked mad, he looked at the empty and lonely silence in the Holy See, except for some local priests who had long taken refuge, and now he was really alone here.

His heritage, his lover, everything about him was taken away by Qin Ming.

Vincent didn't hate her, Vincent just felt joy.

In this ancient church with the portrait of the thirty-three pillars of God, he placed Qin Ming's "corpse" and ripped open the clothes on his chest.

The eye of the storm was constantly eroding his flesh, and he was full of wind fields.

Vincent frowned and said habitually: "Nasha, help me." After

no one responded, he reacted blankly.

Qin Ming closed his "eyes", reduced the mobility of his body to a minimum, and calmly waited for a trace of life.

"The Storm Man who masters great power?"

"You see... Humble humans don't just want to seize your power.

"You have to fully master this power."

"You're just a shredded piece of waste... Gods..."

"Shit gods... You are just a piece of waste that doesn't even fit yourself together. His

face was full of hatred, he clenched his fists, and his body bloomed with a great range of brilliance.

As Qin Ming's body floated out of thin air together, the two turned into two hot and dazzling bright people.

"Stupid ant..." The

"voice" in Qin Ming's mind finally popped up an incomprehensible new word, and based on Qin Ming's particularity, she understood the meaning of this sentence.

...... The eye of the storm is a subordinate power of "sound"... That is, the so-called storm disciples are only his lower classes.

Qin Ming only felt that a feeling of comfort to the extreme welled up in his heart, and the power from the "eye of the storm" in his body was really being quickly extracted by this guy.

The influence of "mother" has returned again.

"This power ... This power. Vincent

burst into tears, feeling the power that gradually appeared in his body, the power he had pursued for ten years.

Cross time, find anchor point... Build the power of anchors.

Qin Ming felt the shell of his body that gradually returned to control, and he suppressed the trembling of his body with some ecstasy.

"Sound" is the biggest threat at the moment, and this guy is most likely just a pawn lying on the gun ... When the time is ripe, you will be strangled by that inexplicable voice.

"Wait... Sit tight.

"Mother's giving is not necessarily kindness..." ——————

"I don't believe in God anymore."

"Faith cannot save us..." "

Our world will eventually be destroyed by gods with malicious intentions."

The young man said with some anger, and the young girl beside him just listened quietly.

"

Nasha, you know, in the northern part of the empire, those barbarians have been completely destroyed."

"The god of war, whom they believed, did not protect their people, and they would be destroyed by evil even their flesh."

"That's how the struggle of choice ends."

Nasha nodded, her eyes only showing the figure of the youth.

"I have a plan... Crazy plan. "

A voice in my head tells me..."

"Stealing the power sealed in the Holy See, from the Storm Breakers."

"The gods cannot save us, we save ourselves."

Young Vincent's eyes lit up with madness.

He saw the ultimate power of the Holy See.

The "voice" had told him that it was the mighty power of humans stealing the gods.

The "voice" told him that in the next few years, a force of destruction would descend.

The "voice" seduced him, took this power away, and went to the nearest coming point to Him.

So... With the help of "The Voice", Vincent came to Leiden.

So... A year after his arrival, the world fell silent.

Vincent didn't know what was going on outside....

His original purpose was to use this power to save everyone.

His current purpose is to gain this power, incarnate as a god, and use the power of the anchor to return to the post-disaster world and completely eliminate all weirdness.