People are in the Ark, I am the mastermind behind them

A mad infected person suddenly stepped forward, threw himself on Lin He's arm, and then opened his mouth to bite it.

The bite force that should have penetrated steel could not penetrate Lin He's flesh and blood. It could not even destroy the thin coat.

The next moment, pure black sharp thorns bloomed from its mouth and chest, like a balloon being punctured.

The infected person instinctively stretched out his hand to touch the scar on his chest. However, after coming into contact with the black thorn, his hand quickly melted and turned into a puddle of mud.

With a "crash", the infected person completely turned into a puddle of pus.

This ominous picture made Mephisto feel a little uneasy, but he quickly regained his confidence.

His herd was one of the trump cards of the integration movement. It was originally intended to deal with the Longmen Guards Bureau, but now it was used on an Ursus soldier.

He did not believe that human power could withstand the steady flow of herds.

Under Mephisto's order, these herds waved their arms, surrounded Lin He, and then kept getting closer.

The little bloody snake on the tip of Lin He's knife raised its head. It flowed rapidly, condensed into a sharp cone, then expanded, and rushed towards the herd.

This move is the favorite move of the Blood Demon Lord. Wherever the blood goes, broken limbs and broken bones fly everywhere. Countless infected people have lost their hands and feet because of this. What's more, some have been cut by this blood. Removed the head.

Immediately afterwards, Lin He raised his sharp blade and made a slashing gesture at the row of infected people in front of him. He issued a decree called death.

Long knife marks appeared on the bodies of more than a dozen infected people, and after a few seconds, their upper and lower bodies separated.The dark demon collapsed and corroded the internal organs and bones in an instant, leaving only coarse Originium ores.

In just a blink of an eye, most of Mephisto's proud herd had disappeared.

"Damn, useless thing, activate it for me, become more terrifying, more manic, and set all your lives on fire!"

Mephistopheles used his Origin Stone skills regardless, and the bright powder in the air almost condensed into a solid form, and what came at any time was the second evolution of the herd.

Many infected people have barbs and tails growing on their backs, some have four extra legs, and some are beginning to return to their ancestors. From now on, they are completely insulated from the word "human".

Lin He stared at this picture, and he could feel that this was the limit of what Mephistopheles could catalyze.

At this level, even if the real internal guards encountered it, it would take a lot of effort to deal with it.

And now, this dark figure sheathed the sharp blade.

Is he going to give up resistance?no.

Malice, collapse, fear, despair, all negative emotions gathered and squirmed in Lin He's trial, and finally formed a substantial aura.

No matter what kind of creature it is, one can feel the uncomfortable aura on Lin He. The strangeness and unknown revive in Lin He. Looking directly at him is like looking directly at the boundless starry sky, like spying on Tai. Pull the space outside the continent.

All the herds calmed down. They stood in front of Lin He. Even if they lost consciousness, they were trembling and trembling instinctively.

"Go, kill him!"

Mephistopheles gave the order, but the herds, which had been commanded like an arm, lost control and they no longer obeyed Mephistopheles' orders.

"die."

A word came out of the inner guard's mouth. That word was heavy, sharp, and absolutely impossible to violate.

As a result, the herds knelt on the ground. They stretched out their hands, opened their chests with sharp fingers, and kneaded their internal organs frantically.

However, the vitality of these monsters is so tenacious that they can still survive even if they lose their internal organs.So, the herd aimed at the head again. Several infected people dug out the bloody ribs and then stabbed their own heads with force.

The scene in front of him was so bloody and cruel that even Mephistopheles felt physically uncomfortable.

"Wow—"

Something splashed on the white-haired boy's face. With a touch of his skill, he discovered that it was the blood of a herder.

"Ah...ahhhh..."

"Stop, stop for me!"

He clenched his fists, stamped his feet vigorously, and issued instructions countless times, but his herd no longer belonged to him.

With a "plop", the last infected person scratched his head and fell to the ground. The dark figure stepped over the corpse in a hurry and walked towards Mephistopheles step by step.

Only then did Mephistopheles feel the fear that invaded his bone marrow. He turned his head and was about to order his soldiers to cut off his back. However, there was no one behind him, and even his personal bodyguard was killed by Mephistopheles. Feist transformed into a herd.

"Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The white-haired man showed a perplexing expression. He roared and ran away into the distance, hoping to avoid the fate of being killed.

However, the originally short street became extremely long. Mephistopheles ran a hundred steps, a thousand steps, and ten thousand steps, but he still could not leave the ruins.

By the end, the leader of the integration movement was so exhausted that he lay on the ground, unable to move a finger.

In the distance, the figure of the inner guard still followed unhurriedly, arriving step by step in front of Mephistopheles.

An emotion more terrifying than death, more desperate than despair, finally arrived.

Chapter 112: The ultimate insult to Mephisto

What is the most important thing in a person's life?

When Mephisto was choked by the inner guard and his bones were about to be torn off, the infected man's consciousness began to blur, and those painful, long-lasting memories that seemed to have never been recalled again came to his mind.

Time went backwards little by little, until Mephistopheles became like a child, until he was not yet called Mephistopheles.

At that time, his name was Ino, and he had a family and relatives.At that time, Mephisto's voice was not broken yet, and he could sing melodiously.

At that time, life was very hard. Every time Mephistopheles came home, he would be beaten severely by his father and mother. The man and woman would always find various reasons to beat him, just to vent their anger in life.

When outside, because of Mephisto's short stature, his peers always bullied him, chasing him, beating him, and hitting his head with rocks.

The more he recalled it, the more pain he felt, and a look of resentment appeared on Mephisto's face.

Yes, in this cold and cruel land, he has never been treated gently, so it is only fair that he should treat those people in the same way.

Mephisto's memory began to skip sections, scrolling backwards until he reached the riots in Chicheng and the beginning of this tragedy.

[Tallulah] told him that anyone can be sacrificed for the long-cherished wish of the infected.If Mephistopheles wants to do something, do it.

And this infected person did follow [Talulah]'s instructions, and he didn't want to think about it.

Since civilians oppress the infected, they should pay the price.

So, Mephistopheles led his team to incite the infected and let them seek revenge on the civilians. He would even take the initiative to take out the source stone, transform the civilians into infected, and then laugh.

This world is rotten. In order to take revenge on this land, Mephistopheles really wants everyone to experience the pain he has experienced.

His vision was getting blurry, and the force holding his throat was increasing. Mephistopheles expected that he would lose consciousness in 15 seconds at most.

Facing the inner guard in front of him, the white-haired infected man forced out a mocking smile.

Death, what is there to be afraid of?Living in this world, Mephistopheles has never been happy for a moment, not even a moment.

Although his consciousness tried hard to think so, Mephistopheles still grasped something that he had almost forgotten.

Not even a moment...?

Suddenly, something familiar appeared in front of Mephisto's eyes.

It was a boy about the same height as him, with beautiful blue hair. He looked weak, but as long as Mephisto was bullied, the boy would always vent his anger on Mephisto's behalf.

Mephisto still remembered that once, the boy named Sasha saw that he was being thrown by a neighbor's child, and his eyes immediately turned red. He was not afraid of the older child who was two heads taller than him, and the two of them struggled. Together, Sasha refused to let go until he was pushed to the ground and almost knocked unconscious.

Mephistopheles always felt at peace with Sasha.He would share food with Sasha, and would secretly bring books from home and read them to Sasha.Although Sasha was illiterate, he listened carefully every time.

In his spare time, Mephisto would sing to Sasha. Sasha loved listening to Mephisto's songs. They were friends who talked about everything, the best kind.

Thinking of this, Mephistopheles felt a slight joy in his heart. He wanted to remember more. In that case, even death would be worth it.

The next moment, the picture began to blur, and a picture outside Mephistopheles' memory appeared.

In a collapsed building, Faust is giving final orders to his soldiers.

"You, take Mephistopheles to retreat, and be sure to protect his safety."

The sound of exploding crossbows could be heard in the distance. Soldiers in Longmen uniforms were constantly attacking the defense line. From time to time, herds would rush in.

What's this?Is this the future?

Mephistopheles stared blankly at the scene in front of him. He stared at Faust with an ominous premonition.

"Mephisto, live, this is my last wish."

In the picture, Faust gently touched Mephisto's head, then turned around and went to stop dozens of members of the Dragon Gate Action Team alone.

"No, Sasha, you can't go!"

Outside the screen, Mephistopheles showed a fearful expression for the first time. There was an accident, an accident more terrifying than death. Even if it was an illusion, he absolutely could not let Sasha die.

Mephistopheles rushed forward, and he swooped down to protect Faust.

The next moment, artillery fire and explosions appeared together, swallowing up this small figure.

The world turned pure blank, Mephistopheles knelt on the ground, he raised his head and found a dark figure standing in front of him.

"This is your future. Because of your selfishness and cruelty, Faust has to pay for you with death."

His voice was very soft, but it was extremely harsh to Mephisto's ears.

"Sasha will die?"

No, this is not possible, absolutely not possible, even if Mephistopheles himself dies, it is absolutely not possible...

The infected person thought this, but found that his body was fading, and the dark figure in front of him was solidifying.However, the face of this figure was too blurry, and Mephisto could not see his appearance clearly.

"But it doesn't matter, Mephisto, your future no longer belongs to you."

"Of course, so does Faust."

The figure laughed happily.

"Mephisto, how are you doing here?"

A familiar figure was slowly coming from a distance. He was waving to Mephistopheles. That was Faust.

Mephistopheles was so delighted that he let out a loud cry and tried to pounce on him.However, Faust ignored him and walked directly towards the figure behind Mephistopheles.

"I'm fine, Faust, how about you?"

At this moment, Mephistopheles finally saw clearly that this twisted shadow was his other self.

For a moment, Mephisto's blood ran cold. Not only his blood, but his soul began to tremble.

Faust has been his most precious friend since he was alive, and now, a person wearing the skin of [Mephistopheles] has replaced Mephistopheles' identity and stolen his friendship with Faust.

"No! No! No!"

Mephisto went crazy, he yelled, he banged his head on the ground, he threw himself at another Mephisto, he wanted to break his own neck, but it was all in vain.

He could only watch helplessly as that [Mephisto] walked side by side with Faust, about to steal the most precious thing that belonged to Mephistopheles.

This painful feeling, this pain of losing the most precious thing, is more effective than the most cruel criminal law in the world.

Mephistopheles covered his heart with his hands. He stood there unwillingly with a ferocious face, but it was of no use.

The whole world is fading, distorted, and finally condensed into a sloppy painting.

In the real world, Lin He casually picked up a scroll that fell on the ground, put it away, and then used the smoke and darkness to use his shapeshifter ability to transform into Mephistopheles.

Chapter 113: Possibility of Frost Star’s Survival

On January 1097, 1, under Tallulah's careful arrangement, City District 11 indeed attracted the combined forces of Rhode Island and Longmen.Although the troops led by Mephistopheles were eliminated by Lin He, the troops of Froststar and the Patriots held back the combined force.

On this day, the Longmen Guard Bureau fell. Using this as a base station, Tallulah opened the passage between Longmen and the periphery, and began to order the integration movement to unite the Longmen infected to completely occupy this mobile city.

On a high-rise building in the civilian area, Faust listened quietly to the speech on the channel. He listened absently to the leader named [Tallulah] giving orders.

A few hours ago, Mephisto and his team lost contact in District 14. Froststar took her snow monsters to check, but saw nothing, which made Faust worried. .

He knew that Tallulah was no longer the noble fighter she once was. Faust now only wanted to live a good life with Mephistopheles.

As for hatred and killing, Faust doesn't care. He is an infected person, but he does not hate non-infected people, and he is not willing to point the butcher knife at innocent people.

Soon, Tallulah's scheduled time came. According to the order, Faust and his team should create chaos in the slums of Longmen, and then unite with the infected to attack Longmen together.

Just when Faust was about to give an order, a hand gently rested on his shoulder. The sniper turned around sharply and pointed his crossbow at the person behind him.

"Sasha, it's me, don't be nervous."

Behind Faust, a white-haired boy smiled. It was Mephistopheles who had been missing for several hours.

"Mephisto! Just hope you're okay."

Faust showed a joyful expression, but he quickly calmed down, put away his crossbow, and then motioned for his phantom crossbowmen to gather together.