The two bloody lights collided together for the last time, making a deafening roar.
The thin human figure spurted blood from its mouth and flew out.
A mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
At the last moment, he left all the protective will on his body to the feast.
A small gift.
Although the concentration is not enough to attract the attention of Death Dream, it can still make Feast, whose strength is not as strong as before, feel uncomfortable.
Flesh and blood became chaotic, and the aura representing weakness and death raged in Feast's body.
He returned to his original strong self.
This means that physical attacks can once again affect Feast.
"Damn it! He did it on purpose!"
Sheng Yan cursed in a low voice, and a flash of surprise flashed across his pale face.
The human named Wang Jin was plotting against himself even the moment before he lost consciousness.
He really used every ounce of his strength to the extreme.
All Feng Yan can do now is to use all his strength to repel flesh and blood in order to completely kill Wang Jin before he is rescued.
pity…
"The boss has told me before that the last step is to sell out!"
The shadows under their feet suddenly boiled. Xiao Hei and Mirror Ghost carried the unconscious young man and ran away at an incredible speed.
He even twisted his body to wrap up Wang Jin, not letting go even when he was corroded by the blood mist.
A complete plan must of course include escape.
"Suppressive fire!"
The moment Wang Jin moved away, countless black guns were aimed at the feast again.
The officers of the Suppression Department barely got rid of the steward's previous influence and launched the attack with force.
As Shrike said, no one will be embarrassed if a newcomer fights for him.
If they were simply fighting against Feng Yan, most members of the Suppression Department would have the strength to not fall behind in a short period of time.
But that weird repulsive force is not pollution, it is directly affecting the human body.
The protective equipment they carried was ineffective at all, and the feast that turned into blood mist couldn't be attacked, so it felt like being punched on cotton.
Fortunately, this young man named Wang Jin quickly repaired everything that was originally chaotic.
Whether it's to neutralize the butler's attack, or to forcefully hold off the feast, give everyone time to recover.
These are quite big favors.
Because of this, it was impossible for them to watch this young man die in front of them.
Providing covering fire is only the most basic.
The Suppression Department is not for nothing. As long as the feast can be attacked by conventional means, they can drown it with violent firepower.
"I come."
The man with unusually thick arms narrowed his eyes and aimed in the direction of the feast.
After a while, he took out several thermite bombs from Wang Jin's backpack.
In an emergency, this thing can also be thrown directly as a grenade, but the distance and accuracy will be greatly reduced.
"call…"
The man stretched out his hand and made a gesture, and his gloves shone with a strange light.
The next second, he waved his arm violently and threw the thermite bomb at the same speed as a cannonball.
"Well done."
Guzheng smiled, and then shot and interrupted Fengyan's tentacles trying to knock away the thermite bombs.
Even if the commander is absent, they can launch an attack with tacit understanding.
"I caught you, kid."
Shrike suddenly hugged the young man who was running wildly supported by Xiaohei and Mirror Ghost, and checked his condition while running wildly.
The blood mist repels each other under the influence of the feast, constantly attacking everything in it like steel needles.
This dark, strange creature cannot effectively block erosion.
Coupled with the ability of the butler, Wang Jin was actually seriously injured.
"Still alive."
Mu Jue smiled, but his tone was a little wrong.
His voice was very weak.
"Damn it!"
The roar of the feast came from behind, and he was once again overwhelmed by thermite bombs.
Unfortunately, it seems that because his ability has improved to a higher level, he is not unable to move like last time, and can even stagger to catch up.
Whoosh!
The blood mist suddenly condensed into a blade and struck Wang Jin without any warning.
Feast has recovered from the chaos caused by the Death Dream's aura, and controls the blood mist surrounding everyone to launch an attack.
"Damn it! Let's go!"
The metal umbrella suddenly opened, blocking the attack.
Xia Yu spoke with a hoarse voice, a faint doubt flashing in his eyes.
She found that there was something wrong with the man next to her.
"You go."
Mu Jue narrowed his eyes and began to dig a hole in the ground with the shovel in his hand.
"My protective suit is torn and the wounds all over my body are bleeding. I probably won't survive."
The thin man smiled bitterly and pointed at the hole in his abdomen that was eroded by the blood mist, with a hint of despair in his tone.
"But it's okay. I, Mu Jue, am the most classy man in the entire team."
"Even if I am seriously injured, I can block the feast for a few minutes. When the third team comes with the scavengers, everything will be over."
Mu Jue grinned, showing what he thought was a very chic smile.
"no."
Xia Yu's voice sounded, and she didn't say anything more. She just tried her best to cover the gap in Mu Jue's protective suit.
Unfortunately, she couldn't do this and use Rain Diamond at the same time.
"Sister, are you really interested in me?"
Mu Jue grinned, but secretly raised his shovel and tried to knock the woman unconscious.
call…
A faint blue mist floated out from Wang Jin's body, tightly blocking the cracks in Mu Jue's protective suit.
Although it will cause serious pollution, it can at least help him save his life.
"Damn it... I've lost all my chance to be cool."
Mu Jue sighed and immediately picked up Wang Jin.
He knew that the young man's mist could not be too far away from the secret ritual on his wrist, so he took the initiative to take on the task of carrying Wang Jin.
"He can't hear it."
Xia Yu looked at the young man with a pale face and closed eyes with a touch of admiration.
Wang Jin hadn't woken up yet, but he seemed to have saved Mu Jue purely by instinct.
"Fuck...this kid is so scary."
The tall and thin man ignored the bleeding wound, put the shovel under his arm, and ran as hard as he could.
He had actually heard many rumors about Wang Jin.
Some say the new tuner is ruthless and only thinks of his own interests.
Moreover, Wang Jin happily admitted it and was quite happy, as if he had been praised.
In fact, even if he really had this kind of character, no one would accuse him.
It is understandable that tuners only care about themselves.
But this kid fought tooth and nail for others to go up to that level of weird talk, and even relied on his instincts to save people after he passed out.
Is such a person cold-blooded?
Maybe Wang Jin himself didn't realize that the virtue deep in his soul was amazing.
He usually says that he is unkind, but he will stand in front of everyone at critical moments.