He originally planned to say a few words to stabilize the masked lunatic, and then find a way to escape.
Unexpectedly, the other party was quite serious and even began to give the popular science evil god the honorary name and authority.
It's a pity that Wu's cultural level is not high.
He couldn't quite understand what Red Mask was mumbling.
Even so, he could also judge one thing through the complicated and complicated honorary names.
That evil god is an extremely terrifying existence.
After all, with a believer of Red Mask's level, his strength will not be that weak.
Starting from level A, there is no upper limit.
This kind of weird story about casually destroying a city may be contaminated even if you look at it from a distance.
But the red mask said "He is coming".
Wu Zhun thought it was just the madman's nonsense at first, until he actually saw something flying towards him.
"He threw the evil god over?!"
Wu Zhuo spread his legs as hard as he could and ran forward without even daring to take a look.
But the faint pollution behind him was still getting closer and closer, making his liver and gallbladder split.
A fanatical believer who carries the evil god with him...
Throw the evil god out when you are in danger?
Is this a fucking giant zombie?
Unfortunately, both zombies and evil gods have exceeded their ability to deal with them.
If you don't run, you will definitely die.
"Don't run!"
An indescribable call came, and the voice sounded a bit like a girl's.
Even the pollution that should have swept through it was only enough to make people sneeze.
It's a pity that Wu Zhuo can no longer notice these details.
His heart was completely dominated by fear, and he could only rely on instinct and run forward as if he was risking his life.
"Huh...you can't look back. If you do, you will die..."
My breathing became heavier and heavier, and my legs felt like they were filled with lead.
Snot and tears are mixed together, and the vision is gradually blurring?
The smell of blood in his throat became stronger and stronger, and his lungs seemed to explode.
But Wu Zhu still didn't dare to stop.
As a result, such a scene appeared in Jiuchun Middle School.
The man wearing sunglasses gasped and ran around the teaching building desperately.
Behind him is a little hamster trying to keep up with the opponent.
"Come on."
Wang Jin followed slowly, shouting "Believe in my Lord" from time to time.
Relaxed and enjoyable.
He couldn't understand why Wu Zhuo was so afraid of him.
But now that you know this, you need to take advantage of it.
Seeing the man's steps getting slower and slower, Wang Jin's face under the mask began to express expression.
But it's not joy, but solemnity.
Wang Jin came a step late and happened to see the doctor leaving Wu Zhuo alone.
In other words, this rebellious person became an outcast just like Su Xi.
Doctors are quite smart.
When he abandons his companions, he will definitely try his best to squeeze out the last bit of remaining value from them.
For Su Xi, it was like putting a listening device on her body.
So for Wuhuan...
"okay."
The young man roared in a low voice and gestured to Xiao Hui.
The latter understood and quickly ran back to Wang Jin.
"Ahhhh!!"
Wu Zhuo let out a low roar and seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
The uneasiness of being abandoned by the doctor, the fear of meeting the red mask, and the shock of facing the evil god.
These things made his sanity shaky.
"Have you decided?"
The blood-red figure appeared behind Wu Zhuo without any warning, speaking in a low and hoarse voice.
"Believe in our Lord...commit yourself to Him."
Wet and slippery tentacles poked out from under the robe and gently climbed onto Wu Zhuo's face.
"Holy, great."
"Recite His name with me."
Red Mask continued to speak, as if the devil was whispering to induce depravity.
"Holy...holy..."
As if he finally realized that he could not get rid of the nightmare-like figure behind him, Wu Zhuo's steps gradually stopped.
He spoke with a dull expression and repeated Wang Jin's words.
Just give up your human identity, give up your body, give up...everything.
"No! No!"
Wu Yan suddenly fell to his knees and let out a heart-rending wail.
It seemed that he finally couldn't bear the mental impact, and he rolled his eyes and lost consciousness.
Frightened and fainted.
But his body didn't stop moving.
His originally black and white eyes turned blood red, and his body began to expand rapidly.
The flesh and blood surged, almost boiling.
"finally come."
Wang Jin squinted his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face under the mask.
He kept putting pressure on Wu Zhun just to see what tricks the doctor had left on him.
"Trained from flesh and blood...it's really nothing new."
The scarlet weapons twisted and covered the hands, turning into ferocious iron claws again.
The incantation engraved on it shone with light, and the tyrannical aura was revealed again.
The red robe made a hunting sound in the air, making Wang Jin's figure look mysterious and weird.
Scarlet Arms - Feast Form.
You Rong used her superb skills to successfully restore part of the power of B-level monsters.
Of course, Wang Jin cannot change his form at will like Feast.
He is a human being and will die if he loses his temper.
But Wang Jin doesn’t need to do that.
He only needs a hint of the breath of the feast to be able to control the flesh and blood to a certain extent.
In other words, this form is specially designed for disgusting doctors.
"Let's go."
Wang Jin stretched out his hand towards the swollen Wu Zhuo, his iron claws flashing with blood.
The next second, the man's constantly twisting body shook suddenly, then quickly shrank and returned to a normal human figure.
It's like rewinding tape.
The doctor's backhand was thus eliminated.
“How convenient.”
The young man waved his hands and smiled brightly.
After dealing with doctors so many times, Wang Jin cannot be as restrained as he was at the beginning.
After the task of containing the feast, he frequently discussed it with Madman and Doom, two ghosts who had been studying medical skills for many years.
After many experiments, Wang Jin's countermeasures have become quite mature.
Use the feast aura on the scarlet weapon to trigger the reverse reaction of flesh and blood.
To put it simply, it's like a parent yelling "hold it back" when a child is about to cry.
Simple and crude, but the effect is quite good.
"Wow, Baozi, you are so awesome!"
Xiao Hui ran to Wuhu's side and poked his motionless body.
She felt like she had done nothing but follow the other person for two laps as Wang Jin said.
Then the man lay down.
"It's amazing."
The hamster turned around and turned back into the thin girl in gray.
"ha."
Wang Jin smiled, but did not respond.
He frowned and seemed to be thinking.
"Are you thinking about how to dispose of the body? I'm good at this."
The girl soon discovered Wang Jin's abnormality. She patted her chest and looked like she was "covering it all over me."
"hiss…"
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl in front of him who spoke astonishingly.
There was nothing wrong with what Xiao Hui said, but he was just a little anxious.
Wang Jin was indeed thinking about what to do with Wu Zhuo, but it was not the corpse.