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"Potion, I need a useful potion, not some watermelon-flavored drink!"

"But... Your Excellency Governor, we all make it according to the process of the pharmacological formula."

"Then explain why it didn't take effect!"

Grolifa suddenly strode forward, walked in front of Maggie's father, grabbed the other's arm forcefully, and directly tore off the skin on the back of the other's hand with his fingers.

Maggie's father wailed suddenly, and his wife on the side also screamed.

"Why didn't it take effect!"

Glolifa roared loudly. He opened the bottles of potion and poured it on Maggie's father's wounds.

There was no change, and the blood continued to pour out, making everything extremely bloody.

"I just want to reproduce that bottle of potion again, is this so difficult to do?"

Grolifa squeezed Maggie's father's hand and lifted him up: "I'll give you the original solution; I'll give you the ingredients; I'll give you the flow chart as well.

"But why can't you reproduce it?

"Why can't you reproduce it?!"

The governor clenched his palm tightly, and directly squeezed Maggie's father's hand into a ball of fleshy paste.

"Forget it." Grolifa let go of his hand and threw Maggie's father to the ground: "I gave you a chance, and I gave everyone a chance.

"It's your fault."

He reached into his waist pocket and pulled out a syringe.

Afterwards, Grolifa ignored Maggie's father's struggle and directly stuck the syringe into his neck.

The cloudy liquid in the syringe kept squeezing into Maggie's father's blood vessels, and his struggle became smaller and smaller.

Finally, Grolifa pulled out the syringe. He seemed to have regained his former calm, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from his hands.

On the ground, Maggie's father was convulsing, his skin was emitting a decaying color at an extremely fast speed, and the dark blood clots and stomach contents kept vomiting.

But after a while, Maggie's father stopped these movements, and a strange twisted cry came from his mouth.

Maggie's mother sat down beside him, she called her lover's name, but the next moment her lover bit her throat.

kick-

Maggie backed away from the door of the reception room, and didn't stop until her back leaned against the wall.

She covered her mouth desperately to keep herself from making a sound.

Maggie couldn't be more familiar with the changes in her father, because on the car home, she was taken as a prey by someone with such behavior.

The man in the car... was telling the truth.

Maggie wanted to run away, but she soon saw the shadows in the house shift.

The governor who was no longer kind was walking towards the door, and Maggie also noticed something.

The sound of my own footsteps was too harsh.

The old hand grasped the doorknob. Even though the door was ajar, Grolifa insisted on turning the bearing to the end before pulling it inward.

"Hello."

Maggie closed her eyes suddenly, as if doing so would make everything in front of her disappear.

But after shaking for a while, she realized something else.

The voice that said hello seemed to be a woman's voice, not Grolyfar's.

After thinking of this, Maggie subconsciously opened her eyes, just in time to take everything in the living room into her eyes.

Grolifa was standing not far in front of him, but instead of looking at him, he turned his back and looked in the direction of the French windows of the reception room.

And there, a silver-haired woman in a black nun's attire was standing outside the floor-to-ceiling window, carrying a murder weapon that was almost as tall as her.

She smiled politely, like a guest visiting her host's house.

She laughed wildly and tore the host's house into pieces in just a second.

"hello!"

Laurentina cut through the wall of the reception room, and hit Grolifa in the room like a broken hammer.

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Chapter 26 Happy Dining

Divine soldiers descended from heaven?No, it's not, because Laurentina never thought of saving people from the beginning.

She's just here to kill.

The fighting blood of the deep-sea hunters is deeply imprinted in their souls. The enemies they face are those endless evolutionary species. The combat style developed in this combat environment can be said to be elegant, so what? May be called delicate?

The chopper flipped in Laurentina's hands, tearing the reception room of the villa into pieces in an instant.

The storm created between the gestures swept everything in sight, and pressed down on the house in front of him with extreme aggression.

At this moment, the tall Duvilla was crumbling in front of Laurentina.

Logically speaking, people on land rarely become the targets of deep-sea hunters.

And Groly's Law is the extremely lucky chosen one.

The chopper smashed towards Grolifa with momentum, but the old governor did not dodge or dodge, crossing his hands in front of him, and chose to take the fierce blow.

The roar exploded, and the chopper and the skin collided with each other, making a piercing sound like gold and iron clashing.

Under Laurentina's power, although the blade fell into Grolifa's arm, it didn't directly cut off his hands.

"Every time...it's like this."

Grolifa's words seemed to be muttering, and his figure swelled up, and his already very strong body expanded even more at this moment.

The arm that was still splashing with blood suddenly stopped the blood. Laurentina looked at the other's wound indifferently, and saw that the extra muscle contracted like a restraint belt, and she stopped it by herself. blood.

Laurentina maintained the movement of chopping from the top, and kept putting pressure on Grolifa.

She could feel that the other party's strength was increasing rapidly with the increase in size, and every time she was able to compete with her own strength on the chopper.

But... it was just chasing and trying to resist.

The smile on the nun's face never diminished. She looked at the other party leisurely, allowing Grolifa to constantly adjust her state, so that her strength continued to rise.

until it reaches a peak.

"Well, have you reached your limit?"

Laurentina's rising voice reached Glolifa's ears, and before he could react, the force on his arm came overwhelming like a tsunami.

The floor under Grolifa's feet cracked and collapsed, and the foundation of the house was like soft soil under Laurentina's power, directly pressing half of Grolifa's body below the surface.

Although among the deep sea hunters, Laurentina is not the one who is good at strength.

But compared with Grolifa, an old man whose physical function has passed its peak, the gap between them cannot be made up by relying on Originium skills and external forces.

The sudden heavy pressure made it difficult for Grolifa to resist, and he tried to move his arms, trying to get rid of this force.

But in the next second, he saw a black leather boot quickly zooming in front of his eyes.

Kicking him on the chin with great force, Grolifa flew vertically towards the sky like a carrot pulled out of a pit.

But before he had risen much distance, Laurentina had already turned the chopper again, and slashed straight at Grolifa's body.

The blade easily sank into his body, ripping him open in the air.

However, the damage Laurentina caused to it was limited to this, not because Glorifa had the same evolutionary adaptability as those strange creatures, but simply because Laurentina stopped.

Glolifa was knocked away by this huge force and crashed backwards through several walls before barely stopping the momentum.

Blood and organs were scattered all over the place, turning this place into a scene like Shura's hell.

And Glolifa is not dead. Just as Laurentina noticed when she put pressure on him before, this governor has much more vitality than ordinary land people.

This is exactly in line with Laurentina's thoughts. She does not want to kill Glolifa, but just wants to bring him to the brink of death.

In this way, the other party will activate the life-saving device.

The clothes on Grolifa's body had long since been torn, and on that supposedly old body, pipelines wrapped his body, and it was not difficult to see from the wound on his abdomen that these pipelines penetrated deep into his body, and Many organs blended together.

The drugs flowing in the pipeline are the reason why Groli's method has survived to this day, and from the appearance of it, these modifications were not carried out very recently.

A small device covered Grolifa's left chest, what appeared to be some sort of life-monitoring device.

From this, it is not difficult for Laurentina to figure out the usefulness of this device. If Grolifa's state drops to a certain level, this device will be triggered directly, and then activate the life-saving machine.

This is indeed much better than manually triggering it by yourself, but it seems that the threshold set by Grolifa is a bit low. Now he is in this miserable state, and he has not yet reached the triggering condition.

Glolifa stood up from the ground staggeringly. Thanks to the medicine and body modification left by the witch, the injuries on his body were not enough to kill him at the moment.

The battle wasn't over yet, but Grolifa already had the intention of backing down.

He is not a veteran of many battles, and the martial arts he has mastered are at best the content of aristocratic tutors.

But he can also understand the situation - this is not even a one-sided battle, but a complete cat and mouse!

When did such a No. [-] person come to Atyrau... Grolifa held his internal organs with his hands, and the decision in his heart gradually became clear.

He can't die here yet. Although the bottle of potion has no clue yet, as long as people are alive, there is hope.

Grolifa made up his mind, he wanted to escape from here.

The muscles on his body that were extremely ugly due to massive hyperplasia suddenly agitated. Under the catalysis of the drug, part of the muscles quickly swelled and squeezed through the skin, and spurted streams of blood out of the body like sharp arrows.

The blood rushed straight to Laurentina's face, in order to smear the blood on Laurentina's face and block the other party's sight.

Then...

Grolifa snorted, his Originium skill allowed him to control all his muscles at will, and he was going to use this ability to control the heart to directly activate the life monitoring device.

Laurentina did nothing to prevent this from happening, even though Grolifa's small tricks had no effect on her.

She just stood there, her lips moved slightly, and said a word without words.

--have a good meal.

The next second, Grolifa saw everything in front of him become illusory.

A purple-black pattern with twisted intentions replaced the original picture, and the sudden weightlessness made him feel like he was falling into the void at this moment.

But in the blink of an eye, Grolifa felt all of this disappear again.

The shattered house was gone, and so was the nun. What appeared in front of my eyes was a dark red existence like a wall of flesh.

The impact of falling from a high altitude suddenly came, and a little pain was exerted on the body, but it was not in the same order of magnitude as the pain that the nun experienced during the battle.

"Ha...haha, that witch really didn't lie to me!"

Grolifa laughed. He felt very good. If it is possible to make people span a long distance in an instant, then the potion for life and death is not fake.

"But it seems that someone has been eyeing me, did the witch cause any trouble?

"I have to take that door away and change my potion research to another city."

He stuffed the internal organs from the wound back into his body, and subconsciously raised his hand to press on his chest, ready to activate the Originium skill to restore the heart to its normal state.

But when he first activated the Originium skill, he immediately noticed a problem.

My heart was beating as powerfully as usual, unaffected by any Origin Stone skills.

Grolifa's pupils shrank suddenly. If it wasn't because the life monitoring device was triggered, why did he come back here?

"Hello."

A male voice seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and finally found a suitable opportunity to emerge from the side.

Grolifa's figure was stiff, and he turned his body to look behind him.

A man holding a sickle was standing there, looking at him calmly, and said the two words he hated the most today.

Lin Luo wiped the water droplets on his palms. Next to him was the fountain.

Just now, he manually activated the trap in the fountain and threw the ender pearl on the ground.

"You know, from the perspective of other people, the scene just now looks like summoning a Pokemon."

Lin Luo threw the toilet paper away, looked at Grolifa's distressed appearance, and said in a helpless tone, "It seems that I interrupted her meal."