Chapter 70 Core Area - Regarding the S-class being sick, I'm afraid it's a big deal...
The room was very quiet.
Normally, the gray fog would not prevent the sound from spreading. According to past experience, once the gray fog rises, it means that Yunyan has finished warming up or is not in high spirits, and is ready to speed up and end the battle.
But? This time, it seems a little? Strange...
Zhang Chun stared at the gray fog in front of him, which was so thick that it was almost liquefied. When he reached out to touch it, he could clearly feel the biting cold.
He rubbed his fingertips, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he said to himself: "Too quiet, what is going on?"
"From what you said, it seems that you know what this gray fog is like."
The pianist squatted on the ground nearby, his sight seemed to penetrate the gray fog, and he could clearly see the person hidden in the fog, the puppet master. The breath he sensed made him feel cold all over, but also filled with murderous intent.
Zhang Chun: "It's the ability of the boy who followed me before. But I suggest you don't go in now. I feel that his condition is a little? Not right."
The pianist heard this and stood up, without hesitation, ready to step into the fog to look for the puppeteer.
In any case, only when the puppet master died completely, his inner uneasiness would disappear.
Just as Zhang Chun was about to use his supernatural power to investigate the situation in the fog, there was a slight movement. The next second, two dark shadows emerged from the fog, one on the left and one on the right, smashing towards the pianist who had half a foot in the door and Zhang Chun who was half squatting on the ground.
The pianist was hit by the black shadow thrown out of the fog and fell directly to the ground: "Puff——"
Zhang Chun reacted in time, lowered his head and dodged, then found that they were two unconscious researchers. There were no scars on their bodies, and it was not certain why they were unconscious.
But since he was thrown out by the gray fog, it seems that Yun Yan is still relatively sober.
Zhang Chun thought thankfully.
…
[No! Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!]
The system screams.
Chu Xiuyan comforts the system: [Don't worry, I know my limits. ]
Then he dropped the long knife in his hand on the neck of a researcher who was unconscious at his feet, looked at Wan Mingxu who was gloomy a few meters away, and said with a bright smile: "If you take two more steps forward, I will kill him, okay?"
Wan Mingxu was silent. All around him were mist beasts with bloodshot eyes and full of murderous intent. But? Whenever he moved, those densely packed strange mist beasts would bare their fangs and pounce on him.
To be honest, he didn't want the [Core] much anymore. Compared to the threat posed by Mo Wei and others, the strange boy in front of him was more dangerous.
It is a danger that must be eliminated.
"If you want to kill him, then kill him."
Wan Mingxu did not look at the researcher who was held at knifepoint. His eyes showed indifference to the life and death of others. After he said this indifferently, his aura suddenly increased. A sizzling electric current swam around his body like a snake, and then turned into a lightning bolt to attack the enemy not far away.
Chu Xiuyan kicked the researcher on the ground away. Just as he was about to dodge the attack, his thoughts slowed down for a moment. It was not until the blade with purple electric currents cut through his skin that he came to his senses in shock. He widened his eyes and said in disbelief, "How is it possible? Such a fast speed..."
"Really? Weird."
Chu Xiuyan directly grasped the blade that was stabbing into his chest with one hand, and instead of retreating, he advanced, with a deeper smile on his face, "If that's all you have, you can't kill me."
Wan Mingxu did not waver at all. His eyes were still filled with cold murderous intent. He opened his lips slightly and said, "Thunder."
With him as the center, countless lightning bolts suddenly struck down from the sky, densely packed with almost no gaps, dispersing the gray fog while also shaking the ground, even breaking the protective shield, leaving large areas of the ground charred.
The black-haired supervisor in front of him disappeared without a trace.
Not far away came Xuan Wu's angry curse: "Damn Wan Mingxu! You use such a large-scale? Range attack in a closed place?! Do you want to kill me too?!"
People? The puppet master dragged his voice and said to Xuan Wu: "How about you join us first and kill that companion who can't distinguish between friend and foe?"
Gray fog covered the surrounding area again, hiding the battle between Xuan Wu and the human puppet master.
Wan Mingxu did not hear the following conversation, nor did he care whether Xuanwu would betray him. He raised the knife in his hand slightly, sensing the danger looming in all directions.
"come out."
He said to the enemy who controls the gray fog, "You are not dead."
Slowly, a voice sounded in the gray fog, with an inexplicable smile.
"Of course I'm not dead. I'm just thinking about something. I'm curious. One second you were still worried about innocent people being affected by the battle, but the next second you could just let innocent people die without hesitation... Are you schizophrenic?"
Wan Mingxu did not respond. He raised his hand, and the sizzling electricity flickered in the mist, but he still could not find the target hidden in the mist.
The next second, he raised his knife to block the three scarlet long swords that emerged from the fog, and then countless mist-like beasts pounced on him one after another.
Every time one is killed, a new one will condense in the fog, as if it is endless.
A war of attrition?
The system also reminded: [Your pollution value is decreasing very quickly now. This war of attrition will not last long.]
Chu Xiuyan: [It’s okay, I can charge! Don’t worry, don’t worry…]
After a short period of continuous fighting without being able to catch his breath, Wan Mingxu soon became exhausted. A mist wolf pounced on his shoulder and bit off a piece of his flesh, which was then chopped into pieces by a knife.
clang!
The harsh sound of metal collision suddenly broke out.
"Even though you're injured like this, you can still fight back?"
Chu Xiuyan, who had regained his human form from the gray fog, looked at Wan Mingxu, who was covered in blood, with some surprise.
"hurt?"
Wan Mingxu held the knife in one hand. Due to the collision with the opponent's blood sword, the strong recoil caused the wound on the palm of his hand to split. Blood flowed from his palm and dripped onto the ground along the handle of the knife. Then he clenched his fingers slowly, and his originally weakened momentum suddenly burst out, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
"The naked eye is the obstacle."
Chu Xiuyan was startled for a moment, and then he felt a bone-chilling chill behind him. It was no longer the surprise he pretended to have. He lowered his head to look at the tip of the knife sticking out of his chest, turned around to look at Wan Mingxu behind him, and then looked at the man in front of him who looked the same.
"two……?"
His mind is a little confused.
The system was horrified: [The one in front of you is fake! It’s turning into gray fog! ! ]
Just a moment of daze, the sizzling sound of the electric current was approaching.
Chu Xiuyan turned his head and could even see his own reflection in Wan Mingxu's eyes, looking bewildered and a little embarrassed.
But? The next second, a low rebuke with suppressed anger sounded? .
"That's enough, stop it!"
The man who suddenly appeared in the field of vision? He stood between the two sides? He grabbed Wan Mingxu's wrist with his right hand, and a sizzling electric current ran through his skin to his body, but it quickly disappeared, while his left hand pressed down the blood sword in Chu Xiuyan's hand.
Wan Mingxu was a little impatient at first, but when he looked at the man who had just appeared, a flash of inspiration came to his mind, and he said in astonishment: "You are——"
"Shut up, you're an eyesore!"
The complaining voice interrupted Wan Mingxu's thoughts. Chu Xiuyan shook off the strange man's hand and grasped the long knife on his chest. He exerted a little force and crushed it directly.
The movement was smooth and natural, without any weakness or pain from being hit in the vital parts.
Wan Mingxu's heart sank: "As expected, you are an alien?..."
Before he could finish his words, a fist hit his eye at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and then a kick directly kicked him out.
Chu Xiuyan breathed a sigh of relief after kicking Wan Mingxu away, and then looked at the man who appeared inexplicably to stop them from fighting, and said unhappily: "Who are you?"
Zhang Chun: “…”
He smelled alcohol.
After noticing the continuous thunder in the fog, he felt something was wrong and stepped into the fog. But the scene he saw just now almost made his heart jump out of his throat.
Now it seems that there is something that makes him even more shocked and angry.
"Who did you get the wine from?"
Chu Xiuyan heard this and shifted his attention to the man with a strange face. He looked him up and down, and after confirming that he did not know him, he said nonchalantly, "I got it from the treasure chest."
After saying that, he prepared to continue walking towards Wan Mingxu.
The battle is not over yet.
He just? Just hit the head.
However, there was a hand on my shoulder. It was a strange man I didn't know at all. He said in a very serious tone: "Yun Yan, calm down first. Wait until you sober up before fighting..."
"Is the chirping annoying? No."
After saying that, he grabbed the man's arm with his backhand and threw him out with his shoulder.
Wan Mingxu had just stood up, and when he saw Chu Xiuyan throwing Zhang Chun out, his expression gradually became complicated and strange.
"Are you...the one from the Ghost Team?"
He asked in a trance.
Chu Xiuyan took out a blood crystal bag from his bosom, grabbed a large handful of it and absorbed it, and the pollution value soared to over 90% again.
The dark eyeballs turned scarlet in an instant, and there was something around them? The dissipated gray fog condensed again, and dense fog beasts began to appear, gradually surrounding the battlefield.
"Ghost Squad?"
Chu Xiuyan was slow to react, "Ah, it's me. Do you want an autograph? I can sign between your bones. You're welcome."
He smiled brightly again, but he did not hide his full malice.
…
At the same time, the pianist also found the location of the puppet master.
The opponent was confronting Xuan Wu, with the help of the bartender, and they were barely holding their own in a two-on-one situation.
After all, what the puppet master is best at is group fighting, the kind where he beats up others in groups.
There are too few people in this place that he can control, so he can't exert his full strength.
The pianist stared at the person not far away? Ou Shi, then looked at the bartender behind Ou Shi, and his vigilance deepened.
"This look is a little familiar."
People? The puppet master was busy fighting Xuan Wu, and took the time to look at the bartender with a questioning look.
"It's the pianist."
People? The puppet master was surprised and asked, "He is still alive today?"
My heart moved slightly, and a faint sound that made the air tremble came directly over me.
【Kneel down.】
The pianist was in a trance for a moment, and just as he was about to kneel down, his body lost control.
The Fourth Master stood up straight and pointed at the Human Puppet Master, "How dare you make my temporary body kneel down? Dream on!"
Xuan Wu cut off the sharp threads around him, stared at the bloodshot on his arm, pulled the corner of his mouth, and said, "It seems that there is a conflict between you. How about I leave a place for you to fight first?"
The puppeteer narrowed his eyes and looked at the pianist for a moment, then looked away with disinterest, saying with exaggerated joy, "That's not necessary, bartender, go kill that defective one."
The bartender standing not far away looked at the pianist, his face still indifferent, but he was obedient to the master's orders: "Okay, teacher."
Human? Master Ou looked at Xuan Wu and untied the dirty bandages on his body, revealing his skin full of scars and sutures. He looked pitiful and innocent, and said, "Brother, can you let us go? I'm really not a human? Master Ou, please let me go, I don't want to die..."
Xuan Wu: "Damn, so disgusting, old monster."
"old--"
The puppet master just wanted to act out something suddenly, but was called an old monster. He immediately laughed in anger: "Human? If you have the guts, say it again."
Xuan Wu continued to mock, "Human? Master, you turned an eight-year-old child into a human? I even took over his body. Do you really think that we don't have any spies in our ruined city?"
The bartender was walking towards the pianist, with a faint trembling of threads at his fingertips.
The pianist lowered his voice and said angrily, "Bartender, wake up! Otherwise I will really hit you!"
The bartender had no reaction.
The pianist had to be on high alert.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly flew out of the fog and hit the puppet master directly.
Zhang Chun got up from the ground and heard the crackling sound of electricity and the clashing of swords in the fog not far away. He had a headache and was about to go back to stop them when a weird voice sounded.
"Hey, here comes another one. What's going on? Is our core area a park? It's so lively, you all want to come and see it?"
After Xuan Wu finished speaking, he raised his hand towards Zhang Chun and the puppet master, and his supernatural power was about to be activated.
But? At that moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded? .
"Zhang Chun! Human? The puppet master is right behind you, kill him!"
Four? The master directly seized control of the body and rushed over to the puppet master, "No, you have to interrogate where my body is first--"
Xuan Wu, who was about to attack not far away, was instantly out of breath and said in horror: "What? What? Who! Zhang what? What? What? Chun?!"
He looked in shock at the strange man in front of him, hesitated for a long time, closed his mouth, and took back his hand, but thought about it and felt that this was too undignified, so he ran over aggressively and prepared to take the opportunity to fight and test him.
Zhang Chun slowly stood up, looked at the weak puppet master who was knocked away by him, then looked at the fourth master pianist who was running over, and finally looked at Xuan Wu who was also rushing over with a serious face. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
"Human? Puppet master?"
Just as these people were about to face off, another voice slowly sounded.
"Huh? Why are there so many people here??"
Zai Zhe walked into the house at a leisurely pace, looking left and right in the fog, quite surprised.
At this time, the floor of the house was full of potholes, and the floor tiles in many places were completely broken. The tables and chairs fell to the ground, and the walls on all four sides were also full of traces of various blades. Even if there was a protective shield, it was useless. At this time, the broken stones fell with a rustling sound, reflecting the horror of this battlefield.
Zai Zhe felt like laughing, "It's quite exciting."
The next second, the floor suddenly vibrated.
He quickly jumped to the side. A huge black snake with a terrifying momentum suddenly rushed into the house. If Zai Zhe had dodged a few seconds later, he would have been swallowed by the black snake.
At this time, the surrounding gray fog was dispersed by the sudden appearance of the black snake, revealing Chu Xiuyan and Wan Mingxu, who were rolling on the ground and fighting each other with their fists and feet?, and on the other side, they seemed to be preparing to fight the puppet master in a group, but? They also fought each other from time to time.
For example, Xuanwu is fighting Zhang Chun, who is disguised as a prisoner.
Zai Zhe pushed up his glasses and quickly identified the camps of the people present.
The unknown person following Zhang Chun? The prisoner, barely considered one of us for the time being?
In other words, there are seven people present? Five of them are our own people? It is clearly a five-on-two situation, why does it look like a melee?
At this moment, a slow voice suddenly sounded above the black snake's head.
"Zai Zhe, there is a small problem."
Captain Zhanri? Wu Gaoyuan looked at the glass wall where the black snake's head had knocked a crack, "It seems that the glass wall that observes and protects the prison's stabilization device has been broken."
Zai Zhe paused for a moment, then quickly retreated. A pitch-black armored monster appeared in the same place, swinging the huge sword in its hand at him.
Captain Zhanri of the Black Snake raised his lips slightly and said sheepishly, "Zai Zhe, ten A-level psychic corpses are here to act out this scene with me. As long as the battle in this area is chaotic enough, we won't be able to tell who broke the glass wall... Let's all be accomplices."
Zai Zhe rushed towards Zhang Chun, turned around and gave Captain Zhan Ri a middle finger.
"Go to hell, human? Scum."
At this time, a researcher who was crawling slowly on the ground and preparing to reach the operating room to restart the [Core] and stabilize the prison again pushed his glasses frantically.
He heard it!
As expected, all the S-class in the ruined city have a serious disease!!
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