Underground parking garage.
[Hee hee]
Blackfa lay there, without wings, without his right hand, and even his lower body had been lost in the explosion. His chest heaved wildly as he gasped for breath.
However, it appeared to be in a good mood; its smile could be clearly seen through its face shrouded in black mist.
It's very happy!
Its mouth was moving too, as if it were making mouth shapes.
That was not the language of the skeletons, and if someone fluent in spoken language were here, he would be surprised to find it.
This creature, named [Dopegonya], is speaking in human mouth movements—
It’s great to be alive!
Although his right hand and left wing were severed by Hoshimi Miyabi's two swords, his right wing was detonated by the black magic himself, and his legs were lost in the explosion, the etheric activity in his body is declining at an extraordinary rate.
But Blackfa still exclaimed, "It's so good to be alive!"
“You seem very happy, Dopeganya.”
Suddenly, a clear, cold voice came from a corner of the garage.
At the same time, there was a long shadow there.
Blackfa's face instantly went blank, filled with terror, as he desperately tried to lift his head to see who it was.
The shadow drew closer, and finally someone circled around.
He wore a hood and was completely covered in clothes, wrapped up like a rice dumpling.
TOPS Chief Scientist, Bern Kunmutu, a relative of Fagá's father!
But it's not Hoshimi Miyabi!
Blackfa breathed a sigh of relief. He had been stubbornly examining the newcomer's head, but now he felt a great weight lifted from his shoulders and finally collapsed in peace.
Thankfully, it wasn't that ice fox.
"It seems that I'm not Hoshimi Miyabi making you happier."
"Then you can be happy for a while longer, because the explosion you created also affected the spatial rift. Although it is still there on the surface, it is no longer the spatial rift that you fell into."
"As the chief scientist, it took me a while to figure out where you would be."
Bourne walked over, and Blackfa paused for a moment upon hearing his voice.
Who is this person? Isn't he/she human?
No, based on my memory, it should be a vampire.
But...for some reason, aren't vampires and humans on different sides? It's one thing if he doesn't kill me, but why is he comforting me?
Black was curious, so he looked up.
But when it looked up, it was surprised to find that Bourne was carrying something in each of his hands.
With his left hand gripping Thanatos's neck, and his right hand gripping the neck of an unknown human soldier.
Suddenly, Byrne flicked his left hand and brazenly threw Thanatos in front of the Black Mage.
Blackfa was at a loss, blinking several times, trying to confirm whether this was a trap or not.
But no matter how you look at it, from left to right, from top to bottom, it's just a skeleton!
Why did he throw it at me?
Forget it, let's eat first!
Then, Black Mage, drawing power from who knows where, pounced on Thanatos.
Poor Thanatos was bound by some unknown restriction, unable to move at all. He could only watch helplessly as the Black Mage tore open the vampire's fangs and bit down, feeling the icy coldness in his body and the rapid loss of his etheric essence.
Finally, Blackfa regained his limbs and stood up again, turning his head to look at Bourne warily.
Byrne nodded to himself, his professional instincts as a researcher shining through at this moment:
"Yes, just as I calculated. You only regained your limbs, but your wings did not grow back."
"Great, now I'm not afraid you'll run away, and I don't have to worry about killing you."
Upon hearing this, Blackfa's eyes became even more wary, and he glared at Bourne with a fierce look, baring his fangs!
"Don't be so excited."
Upon seeing this, Bourne couldn't help but sigh. He then tore off his clothes, revealing a handsome and fair face with black and blue wings behind him.
Suddenly, its wings flapped powerfully.
Blackfa felt a blur before its eyes, and the next second Bourne had already flashed in front of it, punching it squarely in the abdomen. Blackfa was immediately sent flying backward.
boom!
The black car crashed into a bus, which shook violently, and even the side wall caved in.
Thump, Black Law fell to the ground again.
It angrily raised its head, but did not attack. Instead, it got up, clutched its stomach, and retreated, staring intently at Bourne, looking for a chance to escape.
Black knew that in his current state, he was no match for Bourne.
The only way is to find and eat the corpses under your command, and rely on the continuous stamina to fight a war of attrition. Only then will you have a chance!
Yes, we must escape!
Blackfa confirmed his plan, then looked up at Bourne.
Hey, where are the others?
The next moment, a faint voice drifted from behind.
"You're so weak."
Bang!
With another kick, Bourne sent him flying.
Bang!
The black car crashed into a red sedan.
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