The battle is over. As the ghost core is forcibly crushed, the body of the ghost alien is completely destroyed.
The cold atmosphere that originally filled the corridor also disappeared.
Liao Fan let out a long sigh of relief and silently put away the bone knife. Only then did he have time to check his injuries.
Although he had a lot of advantages in the fight with the ghost alien, it was a real second-level creature after all. In order to kill it, Liao Fan also paid a certain price.
His cheeks were burned by the flames and had become charred black. The skin was exposed to the high temperature and there were certain burn marks.
Of course, a burn of this degree is nothing. With the self-healing ability of the superpower, it can repair itself in just a few hours.
Next, the alien from the ghost clan fought back desperately and slapped him hard on the chest. Even with the protective effect of the personal armor, Liao Fan's whole body tightened in pain, as if his ribs were about to break.
"The combat power of the second-level creatures is extraordinary. If I hadn't mastered so much information about the ghost clan, I would have been defeated a long time ago, right? It was the protective effect of the bat-ape armor that allowed me to avoid serious injury. If it's fair,
Fighting alone in this state, I still can't be its opponent..."
Liao Fan's face looked tired, and there was deep helplessness in his eyes.
At this stage, relying on the blessing of weapons and defensive armor, he has surpassed the peak combat power of his previous life.
But even so, facing various challenges in the apocalypse, it will still seem inadequate.
This is just a ghost that can evolve to the second level. If the opponent is a third level or above monster, Liao Fan may not even be able to escape at this time.
"A mere junior superpower is too insignificant in the apocalypse. I must break through to the next stage of evolution as soon as possible, otherwise even self-protection will be a problem."
This battle experience further stimulated Liao Fan's determination to pursue power. He looked at the ghost core fragments on the ground and silently warned himself in his heart that in this life, he must become stronger in order to be able to protect what he cherishes.
s things.
And just as Liao Fan was resting against the wall, the sound of panicked footsteps came again to his ears.
Liao Fan turned his gaze and saw Wei Jun leading the five remaining guys, walking cautiously towards here.
"Liao Fan, that guy just now, it..."
"already dead!"
Liao Fan closed his eyes and while talking, he was constantly absorbing the Origin Qi emitted in the air to accelerate the healing of the wound.
"Dead? How did it die?"
Wei Jun and others looked at each other with confusion on their faces.
The battle was too fierce, and the scene was too chaotic. They didn't see clearly how Liao Fan killed the ghost, so some of them still couldn't believe it.
Liao Fan did not give too much explanation. He closed his eyes and continued to refine the energy in the air. After a while, he felt that the pain in his chest was no longer so painful. Then he opened his eyes again and said to Wei Jun and others,
"Let's go. The corridor is in such a state of disrepair that it is no longer suitable for human habitation. We'd better find another place to hide."
"Okay, I'll listen to you..."
After seeing Liao Fan's powerful force, several people led by Wei Jun were deeply impressed by him, and no one dared to express different opinions.
Soon, Liao Fan led these guys through the ruined corridor again.
When passing by Sun Kang's body, Liao Fan paused for a moment, lowered his head, looked at the guy's neck that was shot through, and chuckled,
"I originally planned to kill you with my own hands, but I didn't know you were so useless. You died at the hands of a ghost tribe alien, which saved me from wasting any more energy."
Wei Jun and the others did not speak, but looked uncomfortable. They looked at the victims inside and outside the corridor, feeling a little blocked.
They did win. They followed Liao Fan and persisted until the end of the battle, but the price they paid was not unbearable.
The entire exile team originally had more than twenty survivors, but now there are only six people left.
On the way to the underground garage, people also discovered more shriveled corpses, most of which had their blood and nutrients drained away by the ghosts, turning into twisted mummies scattered in the corners.
Liao Fan didn't have much reaction to this, but Wei Jun, looking at the corpses of his former companions, his eyes were a little red, and he felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.
"Actually, you don't have to be sad. After all, as the apocalypse continues, there will be more and more similar scenes. Sooner or later you will get used to it."
Liao Fan saw through Wei Jun's thoughts and gave a gentle reminder.
Wei Jun raised his head, looked at him with reddish eyes, took a breath and said, "Don't you have any feelings? So many people have died, how can you be indifferent?"
"Haha... To say that I have no feelings at all is obviously not true, but I have long been accustomed to these images. If possible, it is best not to let others see through your inner fragility."
Liao Fan is not really hard-hearted. He is also a human being and naturally possesses the seven emotions and six desires of a human being.
But in the face of this tragic apocalyptic environment, what else can he do except remain indifferent?
So Liao Fan continued to remain indifferent, kept walking, and soon led a few survivors to leave the underground garage.
After a whole night of fighting, the sky was getting brighter again. Looking at the white fish belly gradually appearing on the edge of the city, people closed their eyes and enjoyed the rare peace after the war.
Wei Jun had been standing behind Liao Fan, looking at this guy's face from the side.
Thinking back to last night, Liao Fan showed cruelty and calmness when facing the ghost tribe aliens, and he couldn't help but have a lot of doubts in his heart.
It wasn't until he followed Liao Fan and moved to another relatively secluded building that he took advantage of the fact that no one was around and asked in a very low voice, "I have a question for you."
"Say it."
Liao Fan glanced at him lightly, then looked away and said with a smile, "Actually, you don't need to tell me, I have already guessed what you want to ask. You are very curious about why I can control such a strong power, right?"
"Yes!"
Wei Jun nodded and looked at Liao Fan with still complicated eyes.
It stands to reason that we are all human beings and have been exposed to the apocalypse for about the same time. Why do some people gain powerful power while others remain unchanged?
Liao Fan explained, "Maybe you haven't discovered that since the end of the world, there has been an invisible and intangible energy substance in the air. This energy is always with us, as we breathe in and out
, close contact with the body.”
"The difference is that some people can sense it and try to refine it, but some people's bodies will not change at all no matter how much energy they absorb."
"Why is this?" Wei Jun was stunned and quickly asked.
"Because everyone's physique and talents are different."
Liao Fan said calmly, "To put it simply, after the end of the world, humans in the Blue Star World will be divided into two types. One is humans with more evolutionary talents. As long as they survive long enough and are exposed to enough Origin Qi,
No matter how poor your talent is, you will eventually turn around."
"As for the other type of human beings who do not have the talent for evolution, their end will be extremely sad. Maybe the meaning of their existence is really just to become food for monsters."