You Let Me, a Single Cell, Save the World

(No System + No Transmigration + Not a Saint + Protagonist is Non-Human + Mostly in Female Form) (Note: The protagonist has no romance plotline, and this is not a mindless爽文!) (Rating reached 9 poi...

Chapter 191 The Massacre

"Boss, I want to follow you. I can lend you a hand!"

Seeing Xiao Huan fly away, Fran stretched his arms and slowly walked away.

"I'll go take a stroll on the outskirts of this city. If any powerful figures come, I can at least warn the boss."

Thoth stroked his chin and thought for a moment. "It seems I have nothing else to do. I'll go back and get back to my research."

When the research was mentioned, Toth's face lit up with excitement, and he couldn't wait to push open the door and leave.

Seeing that Toth had also left, Ekalen stood there, somewhat at a loss.

He gently stroked the scarf that Hera had wrapped around his hand; the soft and delicate feel was something he had never experienced before.

She took another sniff, a little embarrassed. Hera's unique body fragrance, along with the faint smell of blood, added an extra touch of allure to the scarf's aroma, making Aikaren intoxicated.

'Wait, no, I really look like a pervert!'

Realizing his behavior was somewhat abnormal, he immediately let go of the scarf around his neck and stopped touching it.

"Phew... Let's go back, I'm a little tired too."

Aikaren muttered to himself, glancing at the gym that had become a complete mess.

She sighed softly and then walked out.

On the rooftop of the tallest building in the city center.

Hera and her clone stood on the edge of the high-rise building, looking down at the bustling city.

It's almost noon now, and the streets are full of people coming and going.

They were busy with their work, completely unaware that the end of their lives was approaching.

Hera suddenly raised her leg and kicked the clone next to her down.

The clone is in free fall, and in the air, its body slowly begins to split apart.

Then, just before it hit the ground, it exploded, blasting into chunks of flesh of all sizes.