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Chapter 691 Bassas' Choice

In the old military base in the heavy rain, lightning fell in the wilderness forests in the distance, and occasionally lit up in the sky, briefly illuminating the empty base. The rain washed the place in a more omnipresent way than any weapon that had been stored here. The water flow gathered on the ground and flowed to a low place.

The tent is used as a place to store supplies, and there is a certain slope during construction. Kylot is happy to be relaxed and sits cross-legged on the cleaned ground. Even if the Hawkeye strengthened vision is suppressed, you can still see the situation dozens of meters away.

"Of course I know that you won't have a perfect blood fusion, and you also know that you don't have any remaining adhesive formula in your hand. Because you can't get it, are you curious why I will come? I can tell you very clearly, because you! You should know why you can survive until now. Your body is special. I have to say that humans are really a strange creature. A huge number is destined to have strange changes in a few individuals. Other experimental questions are injected with at most two blood vessels, and the body will collapse immediately, but your body can accept external blood vessels as long as you give enough time! We feel strange, so we have made many attempts on you. In fact, the result of many attempts is envied by the insiders of the entire laboratory, that is, as long as your body has enough time to accept any blood vessels, including the giant blood vessels!"

Speaking of this, Ed Kuwait's face was filled with jealousy. They spent their whole life studying how to complete blood fusion, but Bashas was a guy who could integrate all the blood they had and could fully integrate if there was enough time.

Although Bashas is in such a miserable state now...at least Kylot seems to think he is miserable, but if Kylot has seen the status of other experimental subjects, he will find that Bashas's existence is a miracle to describe it.

"Do you know? You used to be our hope. As long as you can unearth the secrets on you, I will become the greatest existence of this era, but Cthulhu destroyed this plan. When the laboratory was destroyed, I was forced to drink the unfinished blood potion. Of course, I knew that it was a bottle of semi-finished products. It had side effects. It would make people have powerful power in an instant, but it would also make people crazy, blood conflicts, and body collapse... until I added a lot of your blood to blend it!"

The rain was retreating, and these lifeless storage seemed to be shocked by this man. The umbrella in his hand was thrown aside at random. Ed Kuwait gritted his teeth and bowed, and several blood vessels suddenly burst out on his face. The purple blood was clearly visible and rushed up from the blood vessels and entered his eye sockets. The blood spread. The pair of human glasses were dyed purple-red and then began to shake, eventually forming two irregular and weird pupils, which were chaotic and terrifying!

The change of eyes began first, followed by the expansion of the whole body, the hands turned into sharp claws, barbs grew on the outside of the arms, and white bone spurs on the spine were also protruding. Things belonging to humans were losing quickly. Of course, it was very painful to transform, but there was no sign of pain in Ed Kuwait's hideous expression. On the contrary, the corners of his mouth were always open!

"Barshas! I will completely recycle you! Roar!!"

He opened his mouth and roared, his sharp teeth staggered out of his mouth, his saliva mixed with rain, and the three-meter-high monster, his twisted purple-red pupils locked in Bassas.

"This kind of power... should be said to be the power of science..."

Feeling the momentum of Ed Kuwait at close range, the pressure emitted by this body alone can be as high as the peak of the heart refining. This is when Ed Kuwait has not practiced any state of mind.

It is simply incredible to allow a guy who was just a man who made a living by relying on his brain a few months ago to cross three major ranks and put them elsewhere. If this potion is drunk by the strong humans who refining the heart, it might be possible to forcibly create a pure spirit!

Thinking of this, Kylot also corrected his attitude. No matter whether Basshas can win or not, this person must die here!

"You who have never experienced the real pain will never understand my anger!"

Compared to Ed Kuwait's ease, Bashas' transformation can be said to be extremely bloody. When the blood in his body is no longer suppressed, the violent energy rushes around his body, with no order at all. Almost wherever the energy rushes, it changes to wherever it goes!

He was about two meters and five meters tall and had no change, but his skin seemed to be torn, barely showing his muscles or pale bones. A large amount of blood was washed under Bashas by the rain. Because of the severe pain, he was kneeling on the ground, gasping for white mist.

If Ed Kuwait's transformation is scientifically distributed and full of power, then no matter how nice his bloated and weird body sounds, it can only occupy a wild nature.

But...fighting has never been a beauty pageant!

Both sides activated at the same time, slashing the slabs under their feet. The speed and strength were all better. He held the fist of Bashas first and swung his fist at a faster speed. He hit his abdomen before Bashas' defense was ready to be completed. However, Bashas had no legs even if he had blood sprayed in his mouth. He opened his mouth, turned his head, and bit Ed Kuwait's chest and forced off a large piece of flesh and blood. If it weren't for the other party being half a meter taller than him, this bite would be the neck!

Wild wolves are always more brutal and fierce than wolves in zoos! Even if the latter uses the most scientific cultivation method!

Most of the bloodlines injected in Bashas have violent factors, and his fighting style is easier to exert the power of his own bloodline. Ed Kuwait is thinking about how to kill Bashas in a clean and neat way and then enjoy his own feast. As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes. Bashas is now completely aimed at the goal of dying together, and the battle situation is confusing for a moment.

Relying on his advantages in all aspects, Ed Kuwait easily left wounds on Bashas's body, but he himself was repeatedly injured in Bashas' counterattack completely disregarding his image. In the end, it simply turned into his fist swing. As long as it was not a fatal key, Bashas did not avoid it at all, but continued his own attack.

Because he knew very well that his state could not last for a few minutes at all. Every second, his power was declining, and he was relying on his lifeless attack to hold on!

Bashas did not react at all. It was not that he was paralyzed, but that he was not weaker than this pain. It didn't matter if he was a little more or less. His expression was extremely distorted because of the pain, and his body was constantly trembling under the emergency mechanism. However, he still restrained his thoughts of retreating, reached out, kicked out, opened his mouth, and touched Ed Kuwait's body in front of him as much as possible.

When your hand touches it, you have to insert your fingers into his flesh and blood. When your foot touches it, you want to kick off his bones directly. When your mouth touches it, you have to bite off a piece of meat even if your teeth fall off!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three consecutive punches hit Bashas, ​​and the real punch was fucked into the flesh. The body, which was already close to collapse due to blood conflicts, finally failed to support Ed Kuwait in the defeat of the full state of Bashas. He grabbed the enemy's arms with both hands. Bashas tried to stand up again, but was greeted by a pair of palms covered with thick skin.

Bashas began the battle with a determination to die. He ignored the collapse of his body and the nerves tortured by pain. This act of putting himself to death in advance is like a loan from hell. The interest he provided was not much time left, and the debt was paid for his painful soul...

He has indeed gained strength, firm belief...even the heart of revenge still gives him strength. The problem is that this power is not long-lasting, or even fleeting!

My head began to dizzy due to the violent shock. The cold rain still had no effect on it. Instead, because of the trance, the pain of the rain dripping into the wound on the top of his head stimulated his body, causing him to tremble subconsciously. This was not what Basshas wanted. He held his breath and fought until now. If the breath was dissipated, he might never have the ability to inhale the next breath!

"That's all...Barshas, ​​you are indeed the most optimistic experimental subject. Even if you haven't injected adhesive for a month or two, you can still use the blood in your body to this extent. If your body hadn't been of great benefit to me, I wouldn't be willing to kill you. Don't worry, you will not die worthless. Your body will be preserved by me and continue to be used as experimental material to dedicate yourself to... science? Haha!!"

Ed Kuwait's injuries cannot be said to be small. There is almost no good piece of meat left in the whole body that can touch Bashas, ​​but he doesn't care. The most representative of his current transformation state is his strong physical recovery ability. Although these injuries are severe, they are not fatal. As long as they are not dead, with the help of the government, he can recover in the shortest time.

"A few people come here! I carried this guy away and wandered outside for so long. Finally I caught you. I still have some experimental subjects. I just used this identity to catch some people. At that time, I will be able to catch me. It will be another great achievement. When I complete the experiment, I don't have to hide in the basement all day long, walk to the front, accept government rewards, write my own life biography, marry a noble lady as my wife, and have her own luxurious manor... Forget it, I tell you that you don't understand. This kind of activity can only be discussed by the upper class."

Ed Kuwait stopped and dialed the communicator. He was not going to kill Bashas directly. Although he knew that the monster under his feet might not be alive for a few days, it would be better for a few days. The living experimental subject is better than the dead.

Have to become an experimental subject again? Even if you die, you can't be let go...

Bashas, ​​who was lying on the ground, was washed by the heavy rain. The rain flowed through his body, and what was brought out was a piece of blood. He raised his neck and looked subconsciously towards the blurred tent in the distance. I wonder if it was an illusion, but he always felt that he could see the bonfire burning there, and memories came like a tide. His life before being caught in the laboratory, and the torture of the years he was arrested in the laboratory. Because of the resentment and loneliness that escaped from Cthulhu's destruction, what was finally frozen in his mind was the moment when the car headlight outside the lane threw the light into the lane and on the man.

"I am stronger than those monsters in the alien space and can give you more things. I can help you complete revenge at the cost of... everything about you!"

The words in memory were like lightning flashing across my mind. After the loan to hell failed, Bashas turned back to his eyes.

"Help...help me!!"

The mouth opened and closed, but there was actually no sound coming out of it. It was just that this sentence echoed in Bashas's mind.

In an instant, the rain stopped.

"You need help, don't you? Your belief seems to be unable to provide you with more power. Hell has closed the door for you. Should you try... lean towards me and beg me, I can give you more power!"

The man was still like that, saying something teasing in his mouth, but there was no smile on his face. His voice was filled with temptation. If he wanted to take revenge, there seemed to be only one way left.

"Please! I want to take revenge!"

"Even if you pay the price for it? Even after revenge, your soul will be eroded forever, and your identity as a human will be deprived of forever, becoming a... a complete monster."

Kylot stroked his thumb over the ring, a gray-brown crystal flashed in his hands, and the gravel fell on Bashas' face, blood was sucked, and anything touched began to become extremely dry.

"I want revenge!!"

"Very good, sign this covenant, Bashas Berkins! You will be my eternal servant, and I will give you unprecedented strength!"

A contract appeared after the Sand Magic Crystal Core. With the ability of Qingshu, it is not difficult to get a soul contract that is absolutely obedient. The binding force of this contract is more harsh than the one signed by Kylot and the Dark Spirit. Betrayal is equivalent to completely disappearing from this world...

Bashas was silent again. Instead of language, one of the two fingers had been slapped on the contract by a broken claw, and part of the soul was divided and put into the contract, and it took effect.

"Hahahaha~Barshas Birkins, enjoy this power, I guarantee you will be scared!"

He put away the contract and let go of his hand. The sand magic crystal core fell, but it began to dissolve in mid-air. It was obviously only half the size of a fist, but it turned into a massive amount of sand and gravel, falling down wildly, directly wrapping Bashas in it.
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