Ke Lan's voice seemed to be still in place, but his figure had already appeared behind Seraph's -

"Puchi--"

The pair of blood-colored claws had broken through the flames in a blink of an eye and pierced through the roots of the pair of wings above the seraph.

"Sher!"

The huge pair of wings was torn off by Ke Lan directly from the Seraph's body mutated from the "Yinglong Egg". A large amount of blood gushed out from the wound and quickly frozen into pink in the air.

The large piece of ice chips then smashed and smashed on the hard ground!

Seraph's four faces made a shrill scream at the same time, and its remaining four wings suddenly rolled behind him, trying to catch Ke Lan who could not move in a state of stagnation.

But Ke Lan did not dodge, but instead landed directly on the body of Seraph, stepped on the other party's body, and directly crossed the head of Seraph.

Ke Lan lowered her head, just facing one of Seraph's four faces. In the other's eyes, he saw a deep sense of doubt and fear, as well as a trace of indescribable hatred.

Although Ke Lan was not sure if the other party could see his face behind the blood-colored armor, he still smiled at Seraph, then stretched out his hands and poked straight into the eye sockets of the face, putting the two

An eyeball was picked out from the socket.

These two eyeballs separated from the body did not "dead" immediately, but struggled desperately in Ke Lan's palm, as if the body of Seraph and these two eyeballs had a very special magnetic field.

Ke Lan lets go of his hand and his two eyeballs will be sucked back into his eye sockets.

Of course, Ke Lan would not let them go back. He clenched his fists with both hands and pinched the two beating eyeballs on the spot!

The eyes that turned into mush finally calmed down, leaked out from Ke Lan's fingers and dripped on the ground.

These pasty minced meats were not frozen - at this time, the temperature in the hall was rising sharply. Although Ke Lan did not have any equipment with temperature measurement function, the surrounding temperature could be determined by just feeling.

It has risen above zero degrees Celsius, and even the ice scattered on the ground has begun to melt gradually.

This terrifying heat naturally emanated from the seraph. The seraph, who had lost a pair of wings and a pair of eyes, was surrounded by dazzling light. It was like a burning sun, making it

People cannot look directly with their naked eyes.

“Uh…ah…”

Seraph's mouth made an inhuman roar, and the range of light covered by its body suddenly expanded by three or four times, instantly covering Ke Lan.

Ke Lan discovered that the flame released by Seraph was divided into two types - one was composed of energy bodies that could really affect reality, while the other was only present in

The "spiritual fire" in "subjective perception".

Compared with the former, the latter can make people feel like they are in the high temperature of tens of thousands of degrees... Even if they are wearing the best thermal insulation equipment, even if the actual temperature around them is not even zero degrees Celsius, but as long as this

The "spiritual fire" invades your cognitive field, and you will feel as if you have fallen into the boiler of a steel mill. The burning sensation and extreme pain are so real that it makes people fundamentally

It is hard to tell whether all this is illusory or real.

Even Ke Lan, who can be immune to "meme infection", cannot escape this spiritual fire that directly interferes with brain cognition.

It’s a pity that now he seems to be a little numb to things like “pain”.

Ke Lan's figure disappeared from the spot again.

This time, he chose to make a positive breakthrough—

The blood-colored claws can not only tear open the light in reality, but also be aggressive towards the "spiritual fire". Ke Lan crossed her arms, then swung her claws hard, and immediately cleared a piece of emptied in front of her without any

The blank area of ​​"light pollution" was separated by a brief gap between the light and flames, and he directly penetrated through this narrow blank area and bullied himself to the seraph's approach.

"Sher!"

Another pair of wings was torn off, and Seraph's mouth suddenly made a sharp scream like a baby's cry. The remaining three faces had been twisted into an inhuman appearance due to the severe pain.

A large amount of blood gushed out from the broken wing roots, and the surface of Yinglong's egg, which is the "original body", began to fade.

"So it's a hollow ball?" Ke Lan said. His claws did not attack the remaining last pair of wings, but inserted them into the broken wing wound, pulled them hard to both sides, and turned them to the already already

The terrifying wound has expanded several times!

"Blood is like a spring" can no longer describe the scene at this moment. The rushing plasma is like a burst of fire hydrants, completely dyeing the ceiling, walls and ground of the entire hall...

As for the body of Seraph, it quickly shrank like an empty balloon - soon it turned into a human figure less than 1.5 meters tall.

It was a clone hidden in the center of Yinglong's egg, but at this moment its body was wrapped with a layer of wrinkled skin, and four completely deformed faces were pressed against its head. The facial features on these faces were already

It is completely misplaced, and at first glance, it looks like a portrait of a character in Pablo Picasso's "Cubism" painting.

The face that Ke Lan took off his eyes happened to be the face directly in front of the cloned body. The plasma and fragments of broken tissue were still falling out of the pair of black holes.

The only pair of wings that Seraph’s remaining drooped down and dragged on its waist. The originally gorgeous and smooth feathers were covered with blood, and they fell to the ground and soaked in the thick and thick plasma.

Ke Lan took a step forward.

The clone subconsciously took a step back, but it tripped by the outer skin that was tightly pressed against its legs and fell backwards to the ground.

It tried to vibrate its wings, but the pair of wings only slashed in the plasma for a few times and failed to take its body off the ground.

The dazzling light had completely disappeared, and the temperature in the hall fell back to zero again... Soon, a inch of plasma on the ground frozen the clone and its pair of wings on the ground, causing it to

Can't move.

"So...so cold..." it said in a trembling voice, "I feel...so cold."

"I feel cold because you are heading towards death." Ke Lan said, "Even if you move you to a heated place now, it will be useless."

He could feel that the cloned body's vitality was rapidly passing through its body, the pupils of the eyeballs on its wings had begun to spread, and purple-black corpse spots began to appear on its body.

In fact, the fusion between the clone and Yinglong Egg is not perfect. It only controls the power of Yinglong Egg in some way - it still retains the little boy's body, which is the best proof.

.

"Why... God... refuses to... favor..." the clone murmured, "I'm obviously... already doing my best to satisfy His..."

"Your performance is too artificial, it can only be regarded as a third-rate bad movie." Ke Lan half-squatted down and looked straight at the two black holes, "Even if you were fed by capital to the point where you had no ability to appreciate it.

When viewers see such a bad movie, they will be eager to let it end quickly."

“For… why?”

"Don't ask me, I've answered your two questions. Now it's my turn to ask." Ke Lan said, "You said before that I'm a 'body', what does that mean? I'm in my body'

Someone else’s stuff, what does that mean.”

Ke Lan thought about it and added: "Don't tell me that you just made up the words you wanted to delay time..."

The clone had no answer, its body was no longer trembling, and the eyes on the other three faces were wide open, and the dark pupils had spread to the greatest extent, completely losing their spirit.

It is dead.

"Damn it." Ke Lan couldn't help but curse, "You're a little too straightforward, right? Generally speaking, bosses of this level should not survive for a long time, and finally have another wave of rebirth.

Are you fighting back to death?”

Ke Lan was so angry that she kicked the cloned body's chest. Only a crisp "click" sound was heard, and the upper and lower half of the cloned body was directly broken into two pieces, and the inner part of the torso appeared directly in front of Ke Lan.

Ke Lan noticed that the organs in the cloned body were like mummies that had been dried for hundreds or thousands of years, and the heart had even shrunk into a small black brown ball smaller than a walnut, and was slapped by several

The same shriveled tendons and blood vessels hang within the empty chest cavity.

The holes of all sizes were covered with its bones. Ke Lan didn't even touch it. The ribs broke into several pieces under the squeeze of the tight membrane, and some parts even turned into fine bone meal, which was simply

It's crisper than the freshly baked French pizza.

Even the outer skin of Yinglong's egg was rapidly decaying and degrading... The ambient temperature had dropped to tens of degrees Celsius below zero, but it seemed that it could not save its body. In less than five minutes,

The body of the "Serraine" has turned into a pool of pus.

It was not until the last feather on its wings dissolved in this pool of pus that the low temperature in the underground ice reservoir began to take effect on its "body". The grayish-white pus quickly frozen into a large pile of flat ice.

Immediately afterwards, the moisture precipitated from the pus quickly formed a thin layer of white frost on the surface of the ice slag.

"A pleasing battle." Pan's voice came from behind. Ke Lan turned his head and found a guard robot that was usually used to patrol underground ice storage was leaning against the exit of the secret passage - this kind of guard robot had no palms.

The structure of the thorn can only use metal pliers to collide with each other and make sounds instead of applause.

"Becoming a monster... means what I look like now?" Ke Lan said. The blood-colored armor on his body suddenly dissolved, turned into flowing plasma, and once again drilled into Ke Lan's body from the pores on his skin.

Ke Lan's eyebrows twitched unnaturally twice. Obviously, this process was not painless.

"I don't know. I said that you are the first person to successfully merge with this living armor. We cannot predict what will happen to you." The guard robot made a little with limited movable joints.

Funny shrugging, “By the way, should you find a piece of fabric to cover it?”

"The people who are Immortal Crews still care about this?" Ke Lan was unmoved and "confronted" the guard robot in front of him who was controlled by Pan, "or do you think I care?"

"You are a public figure now, and you have to pay attention to your image." Pan said, "The people from the crisis management department will have half an hour to arrive at the scene. Although they will not spread your nude photos, you should not want to do so.

Is this image appearing in the video file in the archive?"

"Okay." Ke Lan bent down, and the plasma-state living armor poured out from the back of his hand, wrapping up his entire fist, forming a simple-shaped fist glove. Ke Lan directly smashed his fist on it.

He broke through the deep red ice surface, pulled out half of the fabric from it, and surrounded his waist.

It was part of the bloody white coat that had been draped on his body before. Unfortunately, it was blown into pieces by the shotgun, and could only barely block Ke Lan's vital parts.

"Can you tell me the origin of this living armor?" Ke Lan asked, "Isn't this too much?"

"Not too much." The guard robot shook his head, "it came from a Class S ruin."

"Then what?"
To be continued...