Human account is forced to full level

His dull eyes stayed in the direction where Miyamoto Musashi was leaving for a while, but in the end he still didn't follow.

Because the pitch-black tentacles instinctively sensed that there seemed to be a terrifying existence in the direction that the lower humanoid creature was heading for.

That is the current parasitic host, an existence that is absolutely irresistible.

The wings flapped, a strong wind was blown, and the arakkoa soared into the sky.

It will continue to "observe" and "assess" the world everywhere, looking for various possible mysterious existences or threats.

And an existence like it, at this time, has spread to more than half of Tokyo City.

"Gah!"

It represents the ominous cry of crows, echoing in the night sky.

......

Some lonely street miles away.

A burly and strong figure was leaning on the wall with his hands, still panting heavily.

The sturdy and durable coat had already been completely torn to pieces, revealing a strong body with many ferocious claw marks, dripping with blood.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

After coughing violently twice, Yudi Dubu finally recovered his breath.

Alas, after all, I am still getting old, I am not as energetic as when I was young, and I am so tired that I can't breathe after only playing for a while.

While laughing at himself, the one remaining eye was also staring at a cat corpse that was almost the size of a calf in a pool of blood on the ground not far ahead.

There are countless marks of beatings on it.

Whether it's piercing hand, kick knife, tiger's mouth fist, toe kick, or six-wave flashback, even that move has been sealed by him and cannot be used.

He has tried his best to use karate to the extreme.

But they didn't manage to give the opponent a real fatal blow. Instead, they gave the opponent a final fight, forcibly carried the opponent's claws and bites, and used brute force and technique to completely twist his neck. This was finally considered a victory. up.

"It's really hard to win. This guy is much better than the Siberian tiger."

Yudi Dubu commented like this with a flat face, and then began to worry about these wounds on his body.

This is not possible, in such a state of embarrassment, he can't go...

"Hey, what am I going to do when I go out tonight?"

Yudi Dubu was stunned, and touched his bald head with a puzzled expression, but he didn't notice that the wounds on his body were starting to heal quickly, contrary to common sense.

"Strange, I can't remember it. This memory seems to be really old."

In the end, he shook his head helplessly, gave up the memory, turned around and walked back home.

Only the cat corpse that existed in a horror movie was left, quietly bleeding in place.

The smell of blood began to spread, but it no longer gave off that weird smell.

Those tiny dark tentacles hidden deep in the flesh, bones and brain, I don't know when...

It's all gone.

"Hey, let's go to the convenience store when we go back, and buy something for supper."

Yudi Dubu murmured to himself, his walking posture was unsteady, and his movements were inexplicably stiff.

And in the process, the man's burly and strong body was still slowly getting taller.

A pitch-black tentacle protruded from the ear hole, and after swinging twice, it quickly retracted.

[Connect to the nervous system and start to acquire brain memory...]

The lights on the side of the road flickered slightly.

The surrounding environment was unusually quiet.

......

Somewhere uninhabited park.

The street lamps were bent, the trees were broken, and the benches seemed to have been torn into pieces by something.

The nearby ground was covered with spattered blood, there were countless shurikens stuck in it, and there were traces of being bombarded by smoke bombs everywhere.

The air was filled with the smell of blood and the smoke of gunpowder at the same time.

At this time, a flame suddenly appeared, swaying slightly in the wind.

Throwing away the knuckles that were almost scrapped, and lighting a cigarette with a lighter, Moto Izo took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled a thick white smoke.

"My old life was almost lost."

Izo Motobu smiled reluctantly, the coat made of aramid fiber was almost completely torn, and the chain mail inside was also quite worn.

Tightly bound to the wrists and legs, and covered under the clothes, the sturdy armor forged from fine iron also has deep claw marks or bite marks, which can be regarded as unusable.

But it was blocked in the end.

No matter how many bones were broken, how serious the internal injuries were, and even the lungs used to breathe were damaged, it could be considered extremely embarrassing, but there was no denying the fact.

That is, he won the final victory in this sudden death fight in the park.

Enduring the severe pain all over his body, Moto Yizang looked wearily at the weird monitor lizard that could not move more than ten meters away.

The vital points and joints of the huge monster were filled with different cold weapons, and the smoke bombs that exploded repeatedly left scorched black marks on the broken scales.

The lock-point copper penetrating through the upper and lower jaws was tightly wrapped around the mouth, and the short-handled sickle connected to the other end of the iron chain was completely nailed to a thick tree surrounded by one person.

And the real fatal blow was an ice pick pierced deeply from the eye socket, smashing the brain.

"Ahem, it's been a long time since I've been active like this."

Choked by the cigarette and coughed twice, Izo Motobu lowered his head and put the lighter back into his pocket naturally.

And then the next moment...

"boom!!!"

Several smoke bombs were suddenly thrown behind him, colliding with a small figure that shot rapidly, and immediately burst into intense flames and thick fog.

A distressed figure rushed out of the smoke area first, and rolled around on the ground a few times.

Stopping the charge, standing up, without the slightest hesitation, Izo Motobu directly took out a bottle of stainless steel wine jug that he carried with him, took a big gulp into his mouth, and then pressed the switch of the lighter.

"puff--!"

The sprayed wine met the burning flames, and turned into a wave of flames that rushed forward, engulfing the tiny tentacles that had been smashed into pieces in the dense fog area and rushed at the same time.

And this is not over yet, Motobu Yizang quickly repeated this behavior several times, until the wine in the jug was empty and he threw out all the remaining smoke bombs on his body, he was reluctantly relieved.

"Hiss—the wound was torn."

Motobu Yizang frowned slightly, but his eyes were always watching the front vigilantly, and his injured body was completely tense.

He sensed that something was wrong before he opened up to the big guy who looked like a red-eyed eagle lizard.

He felt that the other party did not look like a living thing, no, more precisely, it seemed that something was controlling the body. Although the movement was abnormally fast, there was also an inexplicable stiffness.

It's like an ant controlled by a zombie fungus in nature.

So he had already prepared himself and waited until now.

After a while, under the vigilant eyes of Yi Zang from the headquarters, the thick fog gradually dispersed.

Some scorched black "corpses" on the ground, whether they were long earthworms or small snakes, were revealed.

"...is it all dead?"

He murmured to himself with a hesitant face, but he had no intention of stepping forward to check.

After all, he was injured too badly now.

"puff!"

He covered his mouth with his right hand, and blood oozed from between his fingers.

Moto Yizang staggered back a step, feeling that his brain was starting to lack oxygen, which was a manifestation of excessive blood loss.

"No, I have to go back to the dojo quickly to deal with the injuries on my body. An injury of this degree cannot be delayed."

Panting heavily and quickly, Motobu Yizang glanced at the monitor lizard corpse more than ten meters away, and the nearby mess.

"I still have to call Mr. Tokugawa, and ask him to help send someone to deal with the venue."

By the way, let's confirm whether that guy knows about the situation of this strange creature.

Motobu Yizang thought this way in his heart, clutching his weak left arm with his right hand, and staggered towards the way home step by step, away from here.

And what he didn't know was.

Not long after he left, the scorched black "corpses" on the ground suddenly twitched a few times, and then they untangled each other and turned into tiny black tentacles again.

and began to split apart.

After a while, the dusty ground turned black, as if someone had evenly spread cut black hair here.

The next moment, the "black hair" poured into the nearby jungle like a wave.

There, there are many small animals or insects that hide and dare not make a sound.

So, it didn't take long.

In the darkness, a pair of dull and lifeless eyes appeared.

......

at the same time.

Somewhere in a house with a simple decoration style, in an open-air courtyard.

A figure in a shabby black robe that humans should not look directly at, silently took back the hand that was placed on the head of the human in front of him.

"Inferior civilization, inferior race."

An indescribable raving sounded, and Karthus didn't pay attention to the sluggish, drooling expressions of the human beings in front of him, as well as the missing soul, but looked up at the full moon in the sky, and began to think.

His birth was an accident, and also a mutilated and imperfect existence.

Karthus was very clear about these two points.

Even the knowledge and abilities inherited from those two great beings are pitifully small. With his current level of strength, in his cognition, he is far from qualified to call himself a "god".

However, if it only devours the intelligent life on this planet, that is enough.

After all, from the information obtained from the memory of this low-level humanoid creature named Kyoichiro Sabe, he believes that the means by which this human race can pose a threat to itself is "nuclear explosion".

"The carbon-based organisms used to act as the main body are still too weak."

Karthus glanced at his body indifferently. The inside covered by the black robe and entwined with tentacles was an individual named Pico.

Its physical strength barely reaches the "load" required to be the main body.

He is different from the two great beings who came from the starry sky and the deep sea respectively, and both his ability and the way of existence have mutated.

He needs a sufficiently powerful parasitic host, and a sufficient amount of surging energy.

Only in this way can He start to complete himself, improve his personality, and move closer to the higher existence in memory, and even...

Become the only god of this new universe.

"Swallowing intelligent life can have a considerable beneficial effect on oneself at this stage. In terms of relevant information, it can be collected tonight."

The figure in the black robe began to slowly turn into nothingness, transforming into the form of a spirit body.

Before completely disappearing and leaving, several pitch-black tentacles suddenly detached from the hem of the shabby black robe, and got into the body of Sabe Kyoichiro, who had completely lost consciousness.

[Successful parasitism, the existence of three elements begins to deform, the body functions are improved, and relevant brain memories are acquired...]

Just count seconds.

The loose white hair was dyed black, the glasses fell to the ground, and three pairs of dense eyes like spider compound eyes slowly opened.

Inserting the long knife wrapped with blood and flesh into the soil, the terrifying figure, which had been raised to more than two meters, knelt down on one knee, bowed its head deeply, and its face was full of pious and fanatical expressions.

"Go and increase the same kind."

After casually leaving a last sentence, Karthus left here directly.

He still needs to get acquainted with his current abilities, and...