Seeing the imminent battle in front of him, Wang Xu turned back and ran towards the door: "I suddenly remembered that the gas at home was not turned off, so I had to go and have a look..."
Qi Bing reacted almost at the same moment: "The air pressure seems to have dropped. It may be raining. I'll go back and collect my clothes..."
The two of them almost rushed out of the door and ran back along the dark passage.
"Aren't you going with them?" Derek looked back at Cat, who didn't seem to care whether Manson existed or not.
Mr. Cat spread his hands: "My wife is not up there, so I'm not worried."
Manson sneered: "Do you think there will be anyone alive there when they return to the big house?"
Derek didn't wait for Master Cat to answer the question. He walked directly to Manson and said, "What you should worry about is yourself."
As he finished his sentence, the surrounding scenery was no longer the laboratory, but pitch black, a seemingly infinite world. No matter which piece of darkness around him his eyes touched, there would be souls about to be pulled out of the body.
Strange feeling.
With a ferocious expression on his face, Manson leaned forward and pounced on Derek again. Derek's expression was full of contempt. In his opinion, Manson's death struggle was simply a meaningless death struggle.
"Something's wrong..." Mr. Cat thought: "Manson should be very aware of Derek's power, and he should also be self-aware. Since he can't even kill me, why would he dare to rebel against a sub-god like Derek? Could it be...
"
Derek's body was penetrated again, but there was still no blood flowing out. He snorted and waved his fingers. Manson's soul was instantly torn into countless dust-like particles, and was finally sucked away by the weird darkness around him.
.
After killing Manson instantly, Derek said without looking back: "Mortal, how can you keep your eyes open in this environment?"
Mr. Cat's expression became very solemn: "Isn't the answer obvious? Look at your own body."
Derek felt a little confused, but he still looked down and saw broken pieces of wax from his bloodless wound.
"this!!"
"Hahaha... don't you understand? My child? It's not that the mortal is powerful, but that you are no longer at the level of a sub-god." Manson's voice sounded again.
Dozens of Mansons came from the darkness around them, with proud expressions on their faces. This time, Derek was a little at a loss.
"Weak coward, haven't you ever thought about it? You have only one believer, me, and all those people in the world who know you exist and are deeply afraid of you have been killed by you. Over the years, you have provided you with
I am the only one with the power of faith!
And now that I have abandoned you, your pathetic power will naturally become worthless!"
Cat Master observed them from the side and thought: "No, Derek also has his own power..."
Derek looked at the Mansons slowly approaching around him, cold sweat dripping down his pale cheeks: "You think... you can replace me like this?!"
Manson replied: "Hahaha! Do you have any capital to fight me? I don't understand your power? Ridiculous! Derek, don't forget, our blood is the same, even if the surname, nationality, etc. are the same many years later
They have all become different, but I know it clearly! Our family is born with the extraordinary ability to multiply the obsessions in our hearts and turn them into something substantial!
I am the orthodox bloodline, Derek! I should be a direct descendant of the nobles! And you, at best, are just a sideline bastard! I am not some mediocre American priest, I deserve to be immortal! You! You weakling
The thing just borrowed my power, now I want to let you understand who is stronger!"
The Mansons swarmed forward. Master Cat observed their movements and felt his spine getting colder and colder: "More powerful than before... He is getting stronger every moment, is he providing himself with power... What kind of monster bloodline is this?"
Ah...the infinite power of the artificial man has a built-in energy furnace..."
Derek covered the wound. The waxing of his body became more and more serious, but he still raised an arm with difficulty: "Abyss Taotie..."
The darkness turned into substantial tentacles, wrapping around every Manson like a viscous liquid, gradually engulfing them, and then from an invisible place, there was the sound of flesh being torn and chewed...
But soon, a new Manson appeared again. Like corpses slowly rising from the water, they emerged from the dark ground face up one by one, and their number increased again!
Mr. Cat has been gradually moving away from the two men's battle group since just now. He feels that his situation is getting more and more dangerous, like a war reporter who may be hit by a stray bullet at any time. But he cannot leave, he must continue to observe until he finds
How to defeat Manson...
…………
When Manson's clone appeared in front of everyone, an unexpected person stood up. It was not Yu Xin, let alone Ans, but William.
He really didn't want to be a hero, but the whole room was either a mistress or Ans, an incompetent uncle like Professor Hao (William's personal opinion). As a man, it would be unreasonable for him not to stand in the way.
"Haha...mortal, do you want to be the first to die?" Manson said.
William didn't answer his question. He picked up a stool and threw it at Manson's head. The man didn't dodge at all. There was a crack and the wood fell apart. William's hand seemed to be dislocated, but Manson still stood.
There, with a sneer on his face.
After all, Yu Xin couldn't stand it any longer. Even if her abilities were to be exposed, she had to take action. Almost instantly, she appeared in front of Manson, with a purple demonic aura surrounding him.
Manson grinned: "You have weakened a lot... Haha... After all, your strength cannot be restored in a short time... But, at this moment, I am stronger than before!" He said
He's already taken action.
It's not that Yu Xin didn't expect that the opponent would attack, but after Manson's death aura collided with her demonic aura, the gap between quality and quantity caused her to be ejected without any suspense, and hit the wall hard, causing the wall to burst open.
A huge spider web of cracks.
Manson turned to William again and said: "How about it? Mortal? Do you still think resistance is meaningful?"
Bang bang bang...
William knocked a large vase on Manson's head again. Professor Hao, who usually seemed quite gentle, shouted violently, hugged Manson around the waist, and shouted: "Run!
I'll hang on to him!"
"Hahaha... This game is finally starting to get interesting. How many of me can you keep pestering me? Where can you run?" This sentence came from all directions, from outside the door on both sides of the room, outside the window, and even
In the fireplace, Manson crawled out one after another...
"Okay, there's nothing we can do." Ans stood up slowly, as if he had made a lot of determination.
