American warriors have gone mad.
Zhan Chunqiu's face was ashen. The ferocious beast army he had summoned from the alien realm had actually been dismantled by the enemy.
"Hmph, even without the army of ferocious beasts, I can still kill you all."
Zhan Chunqiu's offensive became even more ferocious. His withered hand reached out to grab the crowd, like an enormous iron rake, crushing a large rocky mountain in the sea into dust.
His eyes flashed, and two terrifying black beams shot out from them, each nearly a hundred meters long, heading straight for Ye Feng. That was a powerful mental attack.
A large area of void collapsed.
Hundreds of martial artists from the surrounding area were affected by this powerful mental attack, instantly falling unconscious and losing their fighting ability.
This move is silent and fierce, making it impossible to defend against, and is extremely dangerous and vicious.
"The Purple-Gold Divine Eye!"
Two golden beams suddenly shot out from Ye Feng's eyes, sweeping away everything in their path and instantly shattering the opponent's black light.
Although Ye Feng's cultivation level was not as high as Zhan Chunqiu's, his mental strength was far superior.
Zhan Chunqiu suffered a backlash from the mental energy, his whole body trembling violently as if electrocuted. His eyes were filled with solemnity as he looked at Ye Feng, but there was also an undisguised greed.
"Such powerful spiritual energy! You must have encountered a lot of great opportunities. Once I take over your physical body, all your great fortunes will be mine, haha."
In the blink of an eye, the two sides were locked in fierce combat in mid-air again.
Meanwhile, the second master, the seventh senior sister, and the others were busy killing the ferocious beasts in the surrounding sea.
Although the portal was removed, there are still many ferocious beasts at the scene.
The carnage here has stained the surrounding sea red.
A layer of scarlet blood mist shrouded the sea, turning even the azure water red, creating an indescribably eerie scene.
America.
After a period of tireless efforts, the remaining zombies in the post-apocalyptic city have been completely cleared out.
It must be said that the warriors who took the gene serum increased their combat power by more than three times.
Top floor of Platinum Palace.
Dr. Jones, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a sharp suit, held a glass of red wine in one hand, looking quite refined.
He was standing with Ghosn and several high-ranking U.S. officials in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the outstanding performance of the martial artists below. He nodded in satisfaction and praised them.
"Yan Ruyu truly deserves her title as a world-leading PhD in human genetic engineering. The gene-based medicine she developed is completely beneficial to the human body and has absolutely no side effects."
"Indeed, our warriors have increased their strength threefold in less than two days, greatly enhancing their combat power."
"We must overcome all difficulties and make this gene-based drug widely available in the shortest possible time, so that all our soldiers can be injected with it."
"Hmph, when the time comes, we'll flatten the Great Xia, and make that brat Ye Feng kneel at our feet and sing 'Conquer,' washing away our previous humiliation."
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Ghosn witnessed an unbelievable scene.
"What's wrong, Minister of Foreign Affairs?"
"It's alright, maybe I misread it."
Ghosn stared at a corner with suspicion in his eyes. He had clearly seen a martial artist just now, whose head had suddenly turned 180 degrees and was now behind him, which had startled him.
When he looked at it more closely, the other person had returned to normal.
I might be hallucinating because I've been too tired lately.
"ah--"
Suddenly, a scream came from below, which then triggered a riot.
Several martial artists grappled together, engaging in a fierce fight.
puff!
A martial artist, seemingly insane, chopped off his companion's head, blood gushing several meters high from his neck cavity.
Another martial artist rushed in from behind, and without saying a word, stabbed the martial artist who had been attacking the other man to death, and then killed himself.
Click!
Even more terrifying were the martial artists who twisted their own heads off, leaving their corpses lying stiffly on the ground.
"Haha, Merry Christmas! I'm Santa Claus, here to bring you presents. Here's my eyeball..."
Many people went completely mad, gouging out their own eyeballs and handing them, still bloody, to their companions.
"Thank you for the gift, Santa Claus."
"Get out of here, that's a gift from Santa Claus."
"Go to hell!"
A group of people fought each other over a bloody eyeball.
Soon, the streets were filled with corpses, and this scene spread instantly.
All the martial artists who had been injected with the gene serum exhibited extreme mental abnormalities, resembling epileptic seizures, shouting, twitching their limbs, and performing all sorts of incomprehensible actions.
Ghosn was shocked. He grabbed Dr. Jones by the collar and questioned him.
"Damn it, what's going on?"
"Didn't you say that there was absolutely nothing wrong with this gene serum? How could something like this suddenly happen?"
Dr. Jones panicked and stammered.
"I...I...I don't know either..."
"That gene serum should be fine..."
"should!?"
Ghosn slapped Dr. Jones across the face, deforming the titanium alloy glasses frame.
"Damn it, I warned you before that we should conduct clinical trials first, and then expand the program on a large scale once we were sure there were no problems."
"But you don't listen to me at all."
"We've been tricked by that bitch Yan Ruyu. She gave us a fake confidential document. That must be it."
Ghosn looked like an enraged beast, his eyes were bloodshot, and from the very beginning, he felt uneasy.
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