Thirteen's progress was stopped by a burst of miserable laughter. When he looked back, in the chaotic hall, many broken arms crawled towards the eight living Taoists around him. They were like giant maggots.
These slaves were wrapped up. Perhaps these Taoists were food or decorations, but they were still screaming at the top of their lungs when they were being surrounded and died.
The severed arms are attached to each other like magnets, and all eight human bodies are pieced together. It is simply a freak born from the combination of sarcoma and radioactive elements.
The reassembled human body is 8 meters high, with numerous heads, breasts, arms, and breasts appearing all over her body. All male and female physical signs are gathered on her body, and a palm composed of five arms grasps it.
The head of the bloodthirsty witch was placed in the center of the body, so the monster had no neck, just like the legendary Demon God of Punishment in mythology.
"Boy, do you really think you can kill me, the bloodthirsty witch, so easily? I am different from other fragile Daozongs. I am almost a demon. Low-level investigators like you are only allowed to use me as food."
The blood witch smiled arrogantly.
"I hate things that can't be killed the most." Thirteen dragged Wang Mazi's long knife and rushed forward in the opposite direction.
"Death!" The bloodthirsty witch waved a thug that fell from the sky and slapped it down. However, Thirteen did not feel that this thing was more powerful than her just now. On the contrary, the speed dropped a lot, allowing Thirteen to dodge with a sideways movement.
He grabbed the big hand and ran straight up on the weird arm. The pockmark in his hand was inserted into the flesh of the arm, tearing open a huge wound along with his running.
Blood spurted out like a row of fountains, causing Thirteen to cry out. But this cry could not affect Thirteen's steps. Stepping on his shoulders, Thirteen jumped up, from behind the 8-meter-high monster.
He jumped down and cut the guy's back with the blade, like a butcher cutting off a cow.
But just as he landed, a woman's arm suddenly stretched out from the monster's anus and grabbed Thirteen's shoulders.
"Fuck!" After Thirteen roared, he was pulled by the arm from the crotch back to the front of the meat ball monster.
"I got you!" The bloodthirsty witch waved her big hand with a ferocious smile, and the fingers composed of five arms held Thirteen firmly in the palm of her hand.
In an instant, the monster waved its giant hand and hammered the ground, as if it had a grudge against the ground. Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! It hammered 4 times in a row, causing dust to spread and gravel to scatter everywhere.
A hole that was 1 meter deep and 3 meters wide was smashed out of the marble floor. When the bloodthirsty witch retracted her fist, her five fingers had only bones left, and their flesh and blood were blurred. But she was
So happy, because the damn Thirteen was already lying in the deep pit, vomiting blood and almost comatose. If it weren't for Nijinjue to protect his body, he would be a puddle of flesh at this moment.
It was at this moment that a black heavy armored vehicle outside the castle crashed through the castle's lattice-shaped wooden gate and rushed into a messy square. Then 10 military vehicles rushed in at one go.
Four armed helicopters have been hovering around the castle.
Before their own people came down, they bombarded the castle indiscriminately. Rockets and large-caliber machine guns almost smashed the castle into a sieve. The earth trembled for a while. Destroying the cultural relics of their ancestors was the last thing these guys did.
Handy.
After the bombing, nearly 60 investigators of level 6 and above wearing the Holy Cross logo quickly rushed out of the vehicle.
Clark, who learned the news, had already connected to the communication in the class reunion hall before the armored vehicle crashed into the door. "Everyone, without further ado, a team of investigators from the Holy Cross Legion are coming. They will do their job. I will call the Clark family
I swear by my wealth, anyone who survives afterward will receive a reward so rich that you can't even imagine it."
Money makes a fool of himself, and those who come here are not just for the sake of close friendship with their classmates. Logically speaking, they are all poor students in the "World Destruction Club". What they are envious of is the wealth that Clark can give. At this moment, Nana
When submitting a petition.
"Kill!" Many students shouted and rushed out from various secret passages in the castle. They were holding various weapons and using various skills. They were the restless factors in this world, and they were pregnant with
With extraordinary human strength, he has no intention of eradicating violence, uprightness, and evil. For those self-proclaimed investigators, they are natural enemies from the DNA level.
However, the World Destroyer Association rarely conflicts head-on with demon hunting organizations from various countries, and today is destined to be a special case.
"Stay in formation! Don't mess up, don't go deep alone!" Qingcheng got off the command vehicle, using his Desert Eagle with both hands, he fired at the charging guys. Although he couldn't kill them, he still let them dodge in confusion.
Qingcheng used a lie and a bunch of benefits to get the power to command the foreign investigators from Arthur. He didn't have time to cultivate a tacit understanding and establish prestige with these guys. What he needed was absolute obedience.
Obviously, this kind of request is difficult for a temporary team, especially since there are voices of resistance from within the team.
Lin Xi got out of the car, wearing a black tight-fitting combat uniform, with rose arm armor on his arms, and the toes of his left foot outlined everything on the ground. After being chilled, he stepped towards the depths of the castle.
"Young ladies, how dare you go deep alone? Let you try the bone-eroding soul-chasing stick refined by the Sa family!" The 2-meter-tall strong man, covered in the armor of an ancient Chinese general, waved the stick in his hand just like Zhang Fei of Yan.
A huge bone-shaped stick swung towards me.
"Get away from me!" Lin Xi had reached the extreme point of her rage. When she was two meters away, she jumped up and performed a beautiful horizontal leg sweep in the air. Those 115 cm long legs were her most deadly weapon.
The bone-corroding soul-chasing stick was broken into pieces by Lin Xi's kick. Countless men tensed up when they saw this, as if their own stick was broken.
Even so, Lin Xi's leg strength did not weaken at all, and he kicked the strong man on the side of the face. The back molars spurted out of the guy's mouth like popcorn on the spot. If his neck was not thick enough,
, my head is probably going to fly out.
This fat piece of paper, weighing more than 2 kilograms, was kicked sideways and flew out, hitting a wall before stopping.
After landing, Lin Xi's legs strengthened and she rushed forward. Her movements were done in one go without any sloppiness. The many students who were blocking her reflexively reached a consensus: don't mess with this violent woman and just pretend they didn't see her.
"I'm pregnant! You can't do it so vigorously!" Qingcheng roared at the top of his lungs, frightening a group of people around him. He simply couldn't leave the melee situation in front of him. This was the responsibility entrusted to him by Arthur. In order to show the Ming Dynasty.
He must be responsible for the lives of all foreign investigators participating in this operation.
While the fighting situation underground was in chaos, in the sky, a Boeing 747 was crossing the French border and heading towards its destination, Paris.
On such a huge plane, there are only two guests besides the crew. This should be a legendary waste of resources, right? But these two guests are both heaven-level investigators who stand at the pinnacle of the Underworld Bureau's strength.
Dao Yichi had the rare opportunity to put on a crisp suit, and walked towards the main cabin of the plane with two glasses of red wine. He didn't knock on the door, just opened the door and entered. In the boudoir, a girl was sleeping in the gorgeous princess
On the bed, with a panda-shaped eye patch on his face, he hugged an old pillow that had been washed until it faded and had blood stains on it, and refused to let go.
"Hey, sleeping beauty, it's time to get up. Don't you want me to kiss you to wake you up?" Dao Yichi sat on the chair beside the bed, put a glass of red wine on the bedside table, and drank another glass.
.
The lazy girl pushed away the blindfold on her face and sat up with a yawn. She had beautiful light brown skin and long aqua blue hair that hung down past her waist. She was only 150cm tall.
Maybe in a few years, her hair will be longer than her height.
And she has a petite face, and her bright eyes are as black as black holes, which are deep and breathtaking. This girl who looks only 17 or 8 years old is the Chinese treasure-level heaven-level treasure of the Underworld Bureau.
Investigator... Lingpo Qinghuan. She must be over 80 years old today, but she still maintains the skin of a young girl.
For female practitioners, immortality may be a skill that can only be achieved by death. Alei used cruel poison to keep her body from growing, so that she can always act cute and good-looking like "Ale, Ale", while Qinghuan's youthfulness is
She was born from a complete sleep. Her body is very strange. It only grows when she is awake, and when she is asleep, her body's metabolic functions are almost completely shut down. No matter how many years have passed, she will not gain a single gray hair.
When Wu Zhu and others found her, she was only 6 years old. Today she looks like 18 years old. It can be imagined that in the past 70 years, Qing Huan's total sober time was only 12.3 years.
"You guys are so annoying! Yes, Wu Zhu, and so do you. I was woken up from my dream. I had just gotten on the plane and slept for about 10 hours, and you woke me up again. You don't want me to live!" Qing Huan hugged the belt.
The dirty pillow was stained with blood, and he complained with a small mouth.
"You won't die if you sleep less. You slept as soon as you got on the plane, so I didn't even have time to say a few words to you. I've always been curious, why didn't A Lei do this when Wu Zhu expected Zan Chen to be in Paris?
The addition of the combat-type heavenly level has pushed you, the 'blue and white porcelain', over?
You must know that you cannot be touched, thrown, or beaten. Dealing with Zanchen is enough to give me a headache. With you here, I can't do anything except protect you." Dao Yichi said with great resentment.
"Lao Se said, although Zanchen is disobedient, he is still an investigator of the Tiantian level of our Underworld Bureau. To deal with such internal conflicts among the people, do you think Wu Zhu would choose the battlefield abroad to settle the facts? He didn't think about it at all.
Let's deal with Zanchen now." Qing Huan said, taking the red wine on the bedside and taking a sip, "Wuzhu told me that there is only one mission requirement, which is to save a helpless soul. This is mine.
Strengths.”
"Are you saying that Lin Xi will die abroad?" Dao Yichi knew about this, otherwise he wouldn't have tricked Shisan into planting the Golden Silkworm King Gu in Lin Xi's body.
"My guess was wrong, the one he asked me to save was... Thirteen." Qing Huan said after finishing the drink.