Lu Xin walked forward along the street, smiled kindly, and asked softly:
"I can feel that these are not your real abilities, so what exactly are your abilities?"
When he asked this, the god who had been chased all the way in the laboratory at the end of the street was looking at it indifferently.
Out of six eyes, four were confused and the other two were staring at him.
Under his feet, there was a piece of squirming and swelling flesh and blood, like a sticky sea of ??blood.
And in front of him, three things similar to "chrysalises" hung down.
These three "chrysalis" were hung by thin blood threads, hanging from the street and hanging in mid-air.
The two "chrysalis" have broken open, and now the third "chrysalis" is left.
Judging from what he encountered along the way, the two "chrysalis" were the inner demon and the infant in the Hell Team. These two monsters should have been killed by the ability users in Central City, but their Power appeared in this monster.
Lu Xin secretly thought, this should be a part of the final experiment?
Will other abilities be transplanted to this monster?
What else besides the devil and baby?
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As Lu Xin moved forward, his eyes also caught sight of the third "chrysalis", and he heard a slight "click" sound.
The "chrysalis" also burst.
A table knife stretched out from the inside of the "chrysalis" and cut open the flesh and blood coat.
Then, Xiaojiu, with her black hair hanging down and wearing a white skirt, emerged from the "chrysalis".
The next moment, more Little Nineteens emerged from the flesh and blood. Some of them appeared in the empty windows on both sides, some emerged from the wriggling flesh and blood, some emerged from the ground, and some From mid-air, it slowly fell down.
A dozen little nineteens surrounded Lu Xin.
Each one holds a table knife in his hand, his head and limbs are hanging down, and the thick scars are obvious, like puppets.
Lu Xin stopped slightly, looked up, and said softly: "Xiaojiu, I finally found you."
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The first time he hugged Xiaojiu, he knew that he was not hugging Xiaojiu.
What I am holding should be a kind of spiritual transformation of people.
But now, I finally found the real Xiaojiu.
"Giggle"
There was a sound made when the wooden joints collided, and they became one.
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Lu Xin continued to walk forward, her voice as patient as possible: "Be obedient, will you come back with me?"
"I'm not very good at coaxing children, but I know that you must have had a very bad and painful life these past few years."
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"Whoops!"
When Lu Xin took the second step, a little nineteen beside him suddenly rushed forward with a strange figure.
The sharp knife struck Lu Xin's neck in an instant.
Lu Xin's shoulders suddenly collapsed, and his neck tilted to one side as if broken.
At the same time, he pulled out his hand and penetrated Xiaojiu's body.
This little nineteen's body seemed to have some obstruction in its parts. He moved sluggishly for a few times and then tilted his head.
Lu Xin continued to walk forward, saying: "I'll take you home!"
¡°Giggle, giggle¡¡±
The sounds of twisting joints around him suddenly became one, and all the little nineteens rushed towards Lu Xin at the same time.
The knife in his hand created interlaced streaks of cold light, and countless little white skirts flew chaotically in the air.
??A kind of silk thread invisible to the naked eye has been intertwined on the entire street in an instant.
Lu Xin let out a low sigh and said, "Sister!"
His body instantly became as if he had no bones, and he jumped forward quickly.
In the interlacing of invisible threads, the space is divided into small pieces one by one.
No one can pass through this small square.
But Lu Xin seemed to have broken these common senses. His body was moving rapidly, making one after another that was not in line with human beings.The shape of the gourd was broken out, and then it was smashed towards the middle. The jagged sections and twisted and sharp steel bar stubs were inserted directly into Lu Xin's body.
Mud, rocks and construction waste rolled down and filled the street.
Lu Xin's figure has been completely obscured, and it is not known whether he has been crushed into a pulp by these buildings.
But he was not satisfied yet, and the python-like tentacles wrapped around him further.
House after house and building after building were pulled over by it, slamming heavily into the middle of the street and filling it to the ground.
And this seems to make it feel the lack of strength.
As a result, the flesh and blood that was fused with it simultaneously stretched out vein-like monsters, threads like snakes, rushing towards the outer city, where more than 100,000 refugees were living. They can all be regarded as ready-made "materials".
?In other words, these refugees are originally the materials prepared by the high table.
This is the power that truly belongs to "God".
Use powerful and unstoppable momentum to pollute the entire city and control the entire city.
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