Chapter 108 Chapter 108 Reverse Infection
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There was a corpse falling beside him, blood splattering everywhere. Mo Shiyu subconsciously wanted to reach out and cover Tsunayoshi's eyes.
He didn't know that his action was partly because he couldn't look the child in the eyes.
It was as if he didn't know why, but just because of the child's words, his heart suddenly became fragile, and even the calmness on the surface became difficult to maintain.
The palm of his hand was lightly brushed by the child's long eyelashes. Mo Shiyu staggered, fell down, and held Tsunayoshi in his arms.
The tall, leather-clad man stood behind him, looking at him silently and intently.
…
The way Reborn kills people is like a work of art that must be viewed quietly.
Mo Shiyu turned his head and watched him casually use bullets to turn the gravel into the English letters of CIAOS. He had to admit that there was a romance that belonged only to the world's number one killer.
The baby lightly jumped to their side and said, "You go ahead, I'll take care of this."
Not far away, Smino landed and panted softly before speaking, "This black-haired human is not to be trifled with. It's late at night, and your body isn't at its peak. Is that okay?"
"Don't worry, I still have things I have to do. How can I stay here?" Reborn smiled gently and looked back at Sawada Tsunayoshi who was protected by Mo Shiyu. "Mr. Mo, take the child with you. After you leave safely, I will come to you to collect your reward."
Mo Shiyu thought to himself, why do you guys like to say such things that are full of flags? How can he let you stay alone!
He replied decisively, "Wait a minute, I might have a solution."
He turned his head to look at the pale, sickly, black-haired young man dressed in black.
vampire……
He took the time to check the system and saw that Akutagawa Ryunosuke's current favorability towards him was 39.
They had actually met once in a worm nest. At that time, Mo Shiyu had just stepped out of the cocoon. The cocoon made by the worms accelerated his growth. At that time, his whole body was covered in wet liquid, and a sheep horn tattoo grew on his lower back. His physique that attracted evil desires was simply uncontrollable.
A favorability level of 30 or above represents friendship. Akutagawa Ryunosuke was deceived by him once, so it is not surprising that the favorability level has reached friendly.
"How do such a large number of vampires operate?" Mo Shiyu thought to himself.
The number of infected people increased to this level in a short period of time. The infected people had no self-awareness, but were driven to act, probably remotely controlled by the same center.
Although both are large-scale control skills, Mo Shiyu's ability is similar to but different from that of the vampire.
For him, the more deeply people are deceived by him, the faster the pollution spreads.
Can he interfere with the other party? Will the person he contaminated still be controlled by the vampire?
A hint of dark red flashed in Mo Shiyu's smoky gray eyes for a moment, and almost the next second, Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was fighting, suddenly stopped moving, as if his judgment was seriously disturbed by something. He stopped in place and tilted his head as if in pain.
Smino folded his thin wings and looked at Akutagawa's strange movements with vigilance.
The frail black-haired young man showed an extremely painful expression. He pulled the white scarf off his neck with force, revealing a bit of his pale neck underneath the scarf.
What was shocking was that a wound had appeared on the skin, and an eyeball had grown out of it, with long eyelashes above and below, half-closed weakly, like a strange object growing out of a human bone.
"Mother...?" Smino immediately turned around and looked at Mo Shiyu, whose face had turned even paler. He leaned against the veil with his head tilted back and his chest heaving.
Akutagawa Ryunosuke's own will was dormant and unable to resist his pollution, but there was something else in his body, especially in his blood.
It's a supernatural power from a vampire.
Mo Shiyu could feel that the other end of the superpower was very far away, from the other side of the continent, and he seemed to be able to find the other party along the infected line.
—and then pollute him.
"It's really the central control..." Mo Shiyu opened his eyes and looked at Akutagawa Ryunosuke's pale face and said softly, "If the path can't be cut off, the pollution will be everywhere."
On the exposed neck, the narrow, gorgeous smoky-gray eye suddenly opened.
"..." The next second, the frail black man seemed to have lost control of his body. He fell to the ground with his head down and covered his neck.
Thousands of kilometers away in neon Tokyo, Bram Stoker, the ancestor of vampires, who was sleeping in a coffin with his eyes closed, slowly opened his blood-red eyes.
"Someone reverse-infected me."
"Through dependents."
Unbelievable.
As one of the vampire ancestor of the past natural disasters, he once fought with the current leader of the hounds, Fukuchi Yingchi, and was stabbed in the brain by the latter with a special sword, leaving only half of his body. From then on, most of his power was controlled by the opponent, and he was forced to infect a large number of followers.
The glory of vampires has disappeared in the long river of history, and Bram Stoker is now just a prisoner who has lost his freedom.
However, at this moment, inside his brain, in addition to the tentacles that grew from the divine sword that had been inserted by that savage guy and never pulled out, and spread throughout his brain, some thick, feather-like bloody mucus had appeared at some point.
It was just a tiny existence like a seed, but it appeared out of thin air and was irresistible.
After the slime appeared in his body, it was like little fighters who saw their territory being invaded. They confronted the tentacles of the sword with great fighting spirit.
They were incredibly adaptable creatures, and within a few minutes, they had devoured several tentacles with their dense, rodent-like teeth, and their own form had changed, from tiny seeds to sinister eyeballs and a mass of gleaming white flesh.
She was eager to break open his body.
Two forces pulled at his body, and amidst the intense pain, Bram Stoker heard a series of seductive whispers from within his body, "Mother, Mother, I dedicate my body to you..."
Mother. He learned to murmur. A special name.
It's a characteristic of superpowers.
Unlike his ability to control others, this ability is extremely murderous. It would be difficult for ordinary people to survive from it, but for him, it might be a powerful medicine to fight poison with poison.
The Vampire Ancestor did not volunteer to help Fudi Yingchi. He was not interested in destroying the world. If possible, he would rather sleep in his territory for a hundred years.
With this special ability, the sword inserted into his brain may no longer be an obstacle to his actions.
"In that case..." Bram Stoker raised his pale face and said with a sense of relief, "Forget it, let's get some sleep first."
He closed his eyes indifferently and said to the pieces of flesh within him that were constantly growing and had already formed into gorgeous human faces, "If you can truly free me from this sword, if you want to take a piece of my flesh and blood back to your mother's arms, that's fine. I don't mind."
What answered him was a white arm that broke out from his body, stained with his blood, and scratched everywhere frantically with delicate nails.
A friendly declaration resulted in him being drenched in his own blood. The Vampire Ancestor was unable to move, his face pale. He opened his scarlet eyes, his lips trembling in pain, but he still said politely, "Please don't stick this out of my body. I can't sleep this way."
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Mo Shiyu held Sawada Tsunayoshi in his arms and turned around to say to everyone, "Okay, we have it under control for now, let's go now!"
Fumian reacted the fastest. He lowered his head, picked up Mo Shiyu and Xiao Gangji, and left.
The remaining few people also followed quickly.
There was a steady stream of vampire followers along the way, as well as some people who came here spontaneously after watching the live broadcast. They tried not to waste time on these people and bypassed several stairs in a row. However, when they were about to reach a fork in the road, the steel bars and wall bricks above their heads suddenly collapsed towards them. Mo Shiyu only had time to push Tsunayoshi in his arms to his side.
“…” A deafening sound.
Mo Shiyu felt only a buzzing in his ears, but no pain. He looked up and saw the mask blocking his head, using his body to shield him from the steel bars above, his muscles bulging. With a push of his hands, he threw the steel plate aside.
When a few guys who were doing bad things in the dark saw that their sneak attack failed, they immediately tried to run away, but the quilt easily broke their necks.
"Cough cough cough..." Mo Shiyu coughed due to being choked by the dust and turned back to look at others with difficulty.
No one was injured, but they were divided into two unbridgeable spaces by the falling rocks.
Mo Shiyu said to Reborn and Sawada Tsunayoshi on the other side through the collapsed objects, "Reborn, let's split up. You take Tsunayoshi away and we'll meet up again after we get out."
Reborn raised an eyebrow, hearing the hidden meaning in his words, "What else do you want to do?"
Mo Shiyu nodded and shook the remote control device in his hand. He couldn't see it clearly before, but there was actually a screen showing the countdown on it.
"21 minutes and 32 seconds."
It is still decreasing by every second.
"I want to end all of this." Mo Shiyu said word by word, "whether it's the people behind the camera or this place."
Reborn's eyes flickered when he heard the timer sound, and he simply picked up Sawada Tsunayoshi and said, "Let's go."
Sawada Tsunayoshi left Mo Shiyu's arms with red eyes, "No."
"Good boy, you're a brave child," the baby killer encouraged softly without any emotion. "Plus, it's already late for my bedtime." He glanced at the clock. "Three hours ago."
It’s really a baby’s schedule!
Sawada Tsunayoshi was full of complaints but had nowhere to vent them, but he still calmed down for the time being. Mo Shiyu looked at him. He thought that the child would be frightened by the corpses around him, so he had intentionally blocked his view along the way, but now it seemed that it was not necessary.
Even though his vision was not obstructed, the child did not care about the blood around him. His attention was more focused on Mo Shiyu.
For a 10-year-old boy, he seemed a little too calm.
Mo Shiyu said, "Tsunayoshi-kun, when you return home, I will come to see you the next day when the sun rises, okay?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi asked stubbornly, "Brother Tokiyu, do you know where my home is?"
Mo Shiyu lowered his eyes and looked at him gently. "I know. Someone once told me that your home is in a quiet town. It's not very big, but it has many rooms. Many strange people live there, and they spend the years noisily together."
Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at him and said in a low voice: "Yes. So you should come to me, come to me."
After he finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment, feeling a little confused for no reason.
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