Is the Evil God Me?

Metatron was a little incoherent. He seemed to be frightened by the underground palace, but the clear-eyed scholar didn't have much panic, but bursts of excitement. For them, truth trumps everything, and their thirst for knowledge drives them to explore all the unknowns. Nothing is more exciting than the mystery and the unknown.

Yefne had some doubts that the scholar was showing signs of losing control.

But the human body cockroach is showing off its might, constantly trying to cross the line of resistance, rushing over to feast on it. Most of the time it eats in the underground palace, it is the mutant thousand-eyed beast, which is similar to the snot. The taste can be said to be extremely bad. I don't want to let these people go easily, even if they say they are dangerous.

But this danger, as long as it does not intensify, is within the tolerance range.

Hissing, screaming, and gunshots interweaved mysterious and hideous movements, as if a mad master was doing everything he could to play.

"No, Captain! My gun can't smash it, it grabs a piece of mud and absorbs it, and the wound we made will heal immediately. The special bullet didn't come down, so it can only be used with a grenade!"

blood therapy.

At this moment, the devouring and healing displayed by the human body cockroach is very similar to the hunter's blood therapy method, or the essence is similar, eat!

According to the description of ancient books, blood therapy is to inject blood into one's own body, thereby repairing the body. That is to say, after a fierce battle, it may be doubtful whether the blood in the hunter's body is his own, not to mention the ability of the injured hunter to plunder the blood by attacking the opponent.

It can be seen how reckless the fighting style of the hunters is.

As long as they don't get killed in seconds, they will use weapons to fight you passionately. If you get cut, even if it's a wound with a big gap in your body, you will stab your leg with a needle, and then come up and face you. , Can be described as a pure man's profession. This ability is enough to disgust the enemy, but I didn't expect that after the hunters disappeared for so many years, this occupational feature would continue to be disgusting, and it appeared on a monster.

The mutant thousand-eyed beast is the bottom layer of the food chain in the underground palace, and to put it simply, it is the blood bag of other creatures.

The human scorpion seems to be one of the strongest monsters in this underground palace. Its bursts of neighs seem to carry a primitive order, which can always make the mutant thousand-eyed beasts in every corner come uncontrollably. it picks. Bill is right, their current pull is basically using bullets and monsters for consumption.

Unless they have enough bullets to wipe out the entire dungeon monster, it would be too stupid to go on like this.

"Use the ground wire to get rid of it, we have to find Lynn quickly, and put the rest. Bill, you and I will kill it once, and the others will take the scholars down first, and choose the corridor behind to turn right."

Yefne made a decisive decision.

It is really stupid to continue to be dragged down and consumed. Humans will not be limited to their own strength when dealing with beasts and monsters. It is also a good choice to use the environment.

Just now, Metatron's words gave Yefne a little inspiration. However, in a short period of time, he has not been able to say. Based on his discovery in the underground palace, he found a second existence that can fight this monster. If it is a convergence trend, if the two monsters really meet, his attention must be will be transferred.

Join forces, hit this thing again, and then distance.

Even if it can recover blood again, it should be paralyzed for a while after being severely injured, instead of continuing to live in the underground palace like a mad dog chasing them.

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[Doomsman] Specialized control of blood allows Lynn to do many things with blood. But what is more disdainful is that his control over his own blood is weaker, and the reason is probably related to spiritual self-protection, so if he wants to exert this ability, he can only take the blood of others.

Before crossing, Lynn had seen a saying that if a substance in a subtle state is given extremely high toughness, it will evolve into an extremely terrifying killing weapon.

For example, nanoflying silk.

In a novel with an extraordinarily large number of two or five children, the guzheng operation carried out by using nanoflying silk technology cut a cruise ship into puff pastry. He often tried to imagine the pain of being cut by such a flying silk.

"I don't have nanofiber, and you probably don't have the hardness of a cruise ship, so it's fair to let me treat you well."

Half squatting at the end of the dark underground passage, Lin En's eyes were red.

In this dark environment, the corridors of the underground palace are very thin red silk threads one after another, just like the laser corridors in Resident Evil, leaving no dead ends. These threads made of blood should theoretically be extremely fragile, not to mention being collided with objects~www.readwn.com~ Even if a gust of wind blows through it, it can shatter by itself.

But all of this is not a particularly difficult problem for the [Doomsman] who can control and change the nature of blood, especially after the Black Holy Grail is overwritten, there can be a qualitative change in the control of the ability, which can be condensed in a short time. With this extremely thin and extremely tough blood thread, and maintained by guiding the surging power of the underground dark river water veins, Lynn pulled Leticia into a death trap in a very short time.

Please enter the urn, it is true.

Soon, Lynn saw the abhorrent daughter. The muscles grew and connected randomly. Many twisted fingers formed a big hand. The palm had a curious look surrounded by eyeballs. It was a new level of aesthetics among the monsters he had seen. Exist, but this height is downward.

For the prey he was chasing suddenly stopped running, and standing in the corridor of the underground palace that only one end could pass through, waiting for him to pass by, he instinctively felt a strong threat from a monster that was also a collection of out-of-control Beyonders.

Six or seven fingers squirmed on the floor, cracked and blackened nails scratching the slate restlessly, making bursts of harsh and annoying noises.

"Come on, come on..."

Lynn subconsciously held his breath and made a tendency to step backwards.

The hated offspring, who was still hesitating at first, saw this, like a weird spider or crab, and the knuckles suddenly volleyed and flew over. Their movements in conjunction with the performance made Lynn couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth. The scenes that happened in the aisle afterwards were not suitable for some children, and were extremely bloody.

There is no silence like Nanoflying silk when cutting.

Only the sound of Chi Chi's cutting sounded, like a paper cutter cutting A4 paper, and then dozens of twitching pieces of meat fell to the ground, and fine shredded meat sprouts protruded from the cut wound.