"It seems that we can no longer communicate, and you have lost the value of being a commodity." The manager calmly pronounced the verdict on Xiao Mo, and then the black sword wind slashed with his hand was dispelled, and the rust condensed in Xiao Mo's hands was invisible The strength shattered piece by piece, and then there was a snapping sound from the slender neck.

Xiao Mo's body fell limply on the ground and lost his movement, but the manager did not step forward to check, but raised his hand and pressed down again.

The huge thought force was about to crush Xiaomo to the ground, but was blocked by another force.

There was a tooth-piercing bone reset sound, and Xiao Mo, whose neck had been twisted around, recovered, sat up from the ground, and stared straight at the mask manager with his lifeless black eyes.

"Brother said...those who hurt Xiaomo can use power..."

It was as if several voices were speaking these words together from the girl's throat, and the huge grievances on Xiao Mo's body began to overflow. The vaguely translucent roaring human grievances seemed to have acquired a body, and accompanied by the mist that filled the corridor, they moved towards the manager. rush.

"It seems that you have been restraining your own power before." The manager's tone fluctuated a bit, and he moved back for the first time, because he found that his mind power had no effect on Xiao Mo's resentment.

The manager stretched out two fingers together and made a squeeze gesture. The concrete stone slabs on both sides of the corridor were forcibly peeled off by invisible forces, together with the steel bars inside, they slapped Xiaomo and the surging resentment in the middle of the stones .

In the next second, the stones shattered, the steel bars twisted, and the eroded resentment turned into rust fragments and ash like decay.The howling wraiths scrambled towards the manager standing in front of them.

boom!

The sound of explosions ran through the corridor, and as the detectors beeped rapidly, A Ling, who was being chased by members of the armed group, was fleeing in embarrassment.

"Killing one is enough money, killing two is enough to earn... I will definitely die here today, but it's worth it!" A Ling held the submachine gun and pulled the trigger without looking back while running.

A series of bullets hit the members of the pursuing armed group, but they did not stop their progress.

Those warheads were either protected by reactive armor or passed through their limbs, cheeks and legs.But these have no effect on the "resurrected" undead troops.

The band of the detector has been adjusted. Although the detection range and accuracy are greatly reduced, at least after approaching, it can give the general location of A Ling's hiding place.

So now Ah Ling can only be chased away by the undead who are chasing after him.

After the opponent upgraded their weapons, they began to use solid incendiary bombs and fragmentation grenades to kill in a large area, which made Ah Ling miserable.

They can chase after them through flames, but A Ling can't; they can let the fragmentation grenade explode in a narrow space, but A Ling needs to run away desperately to avoid being fatally injured.

The reactive armor seized from her body had long been shattered into slag and useless, so A Ling simply took it off and threw it away, so that she could move more easily.

The evacuated crowd could no longer approach, and the soldiers who came to support guarded all the entrances and exits with detectors.

A Ling knew clearly that if she didn't die here today, the other party would never give up.

After making a full circle, Ah Ling could only follow the only downward path to escape. She knew that there might be a last chance to struggle here.

The "friend" who gave him snacks, Xiao Mo, was imprisoned in the dungeon.

Having seen Xiaomo's tyrannical combat power of [-] to [-] under the suppression of the manager, A Ling thought that if she could be released, maybe he could pull in a few more backs.

Yes, A-Ling already knew that she couldn't escape, and she only wanted to drag a few more people to go with her.

Chapter 38 On the Edge of Runaway

But when A Ling ran to the corner of the corridor near the dungeon, she suddenly found that this place had already become an unrecognizable battlefield.

There are twisted and decayed gravel and steel bars everywhere, and blood scabs that have been dried by high-temperature transpiration are scattered everywhere. The entire space that should have been a dungeon seems to have been dug out brutally, except for the self-luminous lights that are still flickering on the broken ceiling. Except for some items, there is almost no intact place to be seen here.

A big hole was opened in the ceiling above the dungeon, and the top stretched out, pitch black.

Can't see clearly.

A Ling found several fragmentary corpses of [goods] in the previous escort team, and fragments of the No. 20 cage where Xiaomo was imprisoned.

So did she escape... or did she die?

This question was answered later by a loud crash of a heavy object falling to the ground.

boom! !

The things falling from the broken ceiling hole in the dungeon stirred up a large amount of dust, which startled Ah Ling, she quickly hid in the corner and probed to check.

This is the final dead end. If Xiaomo can't be found, Ah Ling is ready to show up, raise her middle finger at the members of the armed group who are chasing her, and be beaten into a sieve.

First, a figure stood up from the shattered light. Under the obstruction of the dust and mist, another lightning-like black light chased from top to bottom. The shadow held a strange black knife longer than himself in his hand.

With a poof, the tip of the knife pierced through the entire Tianling Gai of the standing figure, poking it into a roast on a stick.

He drew the knife out, and then shook off the blood on the knife body. The black long knife was folded into two pieces and snapped back, turning into filaments and dissipating.

"...Xiao Mo?!"

Ah Ling finally saw the face of that shadow clearly.

So who was the guy she just stabbed? !

Hearing Aling's cry, Xiao Mo turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound. Aling immediately released his invisibility, opened his hands and ran forward as if he was being rescued.

"Hey, it's me, Ah Ling!"

"Aling..."

Xiao Mo looked at Ah Ling who appeared, muttering something in his mouth.

"A Ling is, friend, you can't kill him."

"What are you talking about?" Hearing Xiaomo's cold murmur, A Ling got goosebumps.

"..."

Xiao Mo didn't answer herself, she just looked at the dead body lying on the ground again.

"Oh my god, you killed a manager? You are too powerful! Then the guys who bombarded me behind my ass must have been dealt with." A Ling saw the corpse on the ground whose mask was shattered, I was so surprised that I almost jumped up.

"What is a manager...?"

Although Xiaomo is still asking herself questions, Ah Ling answered her without hesitation this time: "The manager is the leader of those people with guns. Although they are all mass-produced products, the manager has a large Capability-level individuals, as long as the manager is alive nearby, the members of the armed group can't die."

The manager can fully command the dead members of the armed team to regain their combat effectiveness until the enemy is completely annihilated. As for why there were [-] members of the team lying on the ground at the reception desk, A Ling can only attribute it to Xiaomo's failure to lay down on them. Dead hand.

After all, a guy who is not dead cannot become an undead soldier for the [manager] to control.

"If you die, you have to work, they are really miserable~"

A Ling expressed her thoughts, while Xiao Mo curled up with her arms folded.

"Aling...Aling..."

"I'm here, what's the matter with you?"

"I need...dessert..." Xiao Mo gritted her teeth with difficulty, as if she was controlling herself not to hurt Ah Ling beside her.

A Ling looked left and right, and spread her hands helplessly: "No, in this situation, where can I find you some snacks? If you are hungry, just bear with it for a while.... Let's escape first. When the time comes There are endless desserts waiting for us!"

A Ling urged Xiao Mo to leave here, and then simply took her hand and led her to run.

Along the way, Ah Ling saw members of the armed group lying in disorder in the corridor and turned into "corpses" again, but she didn't stop there and dragged Xiao Mo to run up.

It wasn't until passing by the back kitchen window that Ah Ling was suddenly pulled back by Xiao Mo who stopped behind her.

"Run, what are you doing?"

Smelling the aroma of cream and honey wafting from the window, Xiao Mo came to the window and looked at the octopus holding a bunch of pans as shields and huddled in the corner.

".....please give me sugar!"

"Ah, what?" Brother Octopus separated the pan a little, and glanced at the little black-haired girl standing by the window.

"I want sugar!" Xiao Mo repeated anxiously.

Brother Octopus pointed at the frying pan, "It's right there, take it yourself!"

Looking in the direction, the glass jars containing cubes of sugar and rock sugar granules were placed on the shelf. The hair behind Xiaomo danced and turned into tentacles to roll up the sugar jar and take it away.

Brother Octopus, who had witnessed all these behaviors, crawled back to the window in disbelief after Xiaomo and the others left, peeked out his eyes, and even asked tentatively, "Hey, are we relatives? Are you two relatives?" Whose child is it!"

Picking up the candy and putting it in his mouth, feeling the sweet taste melted into his throat by his saliva, Xiao Mo, who wanted to let go of his nervousness a little, found that his condition was not relieved in the slightest.

The frenzied collection of consciousness in the head is still howling and screaming non-stop.

"How...how could it not work...!"

In vain, he grabbed a large handful of sugar and stuffed it into his mouth to chew it again. The urge to taste blood and death was still tickling in his heart.

Xiao Mo's breathing began to become short, and she finally realized that she had killed too many people during this period, and candy alone could no longer suppress the grievances in her head.

For the first time in a long time, they tasted the sweetness [candy] that has bad consequences and death, and it was like an addictive desire.

It started like wildfire.

"Xiaomo, what's the matter with you, let's go!"

A Ling found that Xiao Mo, who was gradually slowing down, stopped moving, and urged her anxiously.

"You got all the candy, we won't leave, we won't be able to leave until more people come over!"

Before he could finish speaking, Xiaomo's jet-black hair suddenly turned into a sharp steel rod and shot towards him, nailing it to the wall.

A Ling sucked in a breath of cold air suddenly, looking at the drills surrounding her body, rubbing her skin and nailing them hard into the concrete wall, with a hint of puzzlement in her eyes.

"A Ling...you have to...go by yourself!"

"What? No, the two of us have to go together!"

In fact, without Xiaomo's help, Ah Ling didn't know how to break through the metal gates that blocked the entire auction house.Not to mention the armed group support and more managers who may be surrounded by news later....

With the chance of surviving, who would want to die generously?

"I can't control myself anymore, Ah Ling!"

"What are you talking about, we are friends, you shouldn't hurt me... right?"

A Ling glanced at the steel brazing that nailed herself to the wall, her voice trembling, "If you can't control yourself, there are still many enemies outside that you can kill..."

"No!"

With a bang, the concrete wall inserted by the steel drill exploded, and was crushed by the hair behind Xiao Mo. Aling found the opportunity to slip out of the gap, so as not to be turned into powder by this thing.

"Can't continue killing...I hate killing!"

"If you don't kill or don't kill, then you just knock them down like before!" A Ling hurriedly followed Xiao Mo's words to comfort her, stomping her feet anxiously, not knowing whether she should leave Xiao Mo and run away immediately. Or take her with you to avoid more enemies blocking the way.

At the same time, among the crowd standing outside the auction house, Gresta and Isabella stared at the venue building that was sealed off by iron gates.Now more armed groups are stationed outside, intercepting the spectators while also keeping an eye on the movement inside.

"It's a good thing you can run fast. If you are locked inside, you will inevitably get into trouble again."

As soon as the turmoil broke out, Gresta used magic to hide herself and Isabella. The two were the first wave and the only group of guests who ran out before the blockade.

"It seems that the excitement of the auction is in vain. Shall we go shopping elsewhere?"

"Ms. Gresta...I have an ominous premonition."

"Premonition?"

Isabella pressed her hands on her chest anxiously, "I'm very worried about Xiaomo's situation...I want to go to her now, please, help me..."

Gresta looked at Isabella who was frowning, and finally agreed helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'll help you find it, who made me love you the most~ Let's find a place with few people first. "

"Ah."

Taking Isabella away from the crowd, he made seven turns and eight turns into an uninhabited alley.Wave your wand to cast a magical camouflage barrier at the entrance of the alley.

Gresta took off the witch's hat and asked Isabella to hold it for her, then lifted the bangs that covered her eyes.

"I will see through everything behind this cause and effect and time, and the price of following the contract—"

As the dense sealing circle was unlocked layer by layer, the black and white witch's eyes slowly opened again.

"...Give me eyes that can see fire like fire."

Chapter 39 Warden

Fireworks and monsters are rampant in the market.

A huge amount of information flooded into my mind, filling my brain savagely.

Gresta recalled Xiaomo's appearance, sifted through all kinds of useless information, and spread out her knowledge.

Then, not far from here, in the auction house where the two had just escaped, she found a dense black fog. The closer the distance was, the more she could hear howls from thousands of people emanating from the dense fog. Call.

Manic, tyrannical, bloodthirsty evil causal aggregate.

--What it is? !

Gresta was amazed, she had never seen such a pure collection of negative emotions, they were compressed in that one-person-high mist, and seemed to rush out like breaking through the restraint.

Had such a terrifying thing existed in the auction venue before?Gresta had to be thankful that she ran out with Isabella at the fastest speed.

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