Extraordinary: Start with owning the system

Wang Luo blew on the smoking muzzle of Hades No. 13, turned around and was about to leave, when suddenly he felt the palm of his right palm become slightly hot, and the distorted eyes that had been sleeping all the time emerged at this time.

He turned around and saw that Maharaja Ha Kong, whose head had been blown off, had stood up again. The wound on his head was forcibly condensed together, making the whole face more distorted. At the same time, the strange figures under the torn clothes The eyes were all opened, and they looked straight at Wang Luo.

"It's the evil god again. This world is becoming more and more dangerous. Is there no way to limit distortion in this world because of the restriction of extraordinary power?" Wang Luo looked up helplessly, as if looking through the ceiling to the endless dark starry sky.

It has to be said that the evil god's distortion ability is temporarily incomprehensible to the will of the main world. After all, it acts on the body of the creature, causing the body to produce genetic mutations. From the biological level, it is only accelerated, not external. A direct mutation carried out by extraordinary energy.

The evil god's pollution is a kind of natural virus in the will of the main world. The natural law of survival of the fittest and elimination of the unfit cannot be changed by the main world.

However, allowing an already very powerful dark race to mutate again is undoubtedly equivalent to opening a back door. Even if Wang Luo meets it, he will feel extremely headache.

Maharaja Hakon's arms hung down to the ground like melted candles, every face on his body began to open their mouths and let out noisy ravings, and the dead human corpses stood up staggeringly.

Every corpse becomes a vampire in a very short period of time after being polluted. If this ability is allowed to be unleashed, the number of vampires will multiply exponentially.

The whole bar was shrouded in an evil atmosphere, the power of the evil god was everywhere, and it seemed that even the tables, chairs and benches were distorted.

"The system prompts you: You are polluted by a powerful spiritual force field, please leave as soon as possible... The Eye of Cthulhu is activated and is cleaning up the pollution."

The notification sound of the system appeared in Wang Luo's mind, and then he raised his right hand uncontrollably, the eyeballs in his palm rolled, and a more terrifying and purer spiritual force field emerged.

"No! Save me and I will give you all the wealth."

Maharaja Hakon's body began to melt faster, and the face on the skin showed a painful expression. In this case, the consciousness that originally belonged to Maharaja Hakon returned instead.

"Wealth? I don't need it, just save it and enjoy it in hell." Wang Luo said lightly, then clenched his right hand, forcibly disconnected the link of spiritual power, and restrained the urge of Crusu's eye to devour the vampire.

In the end, Maharaja Hakon turned into a pile of weird meat paste, and then began to burn at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into ashes.

It was 06:30 in the morning, and the city of Manchester had just become lively. A large number of citizens were coming and going on the streets, some were preparing to crowd at the bus stop to get on the bus, and some chose to travel by bicycle.

The weather was not very good, it was raining continuously, and people couldn't tell whether it was morning or night. The drizzle seemed to cover the whole city of Manchester with a thin layer of gauze.

An ordinary-looking man in a suit who looked like a dutiful office worker suddenly staggered toward the street holding his chest, and everyone who was bumped by him looked at him with dissatisfaction.

But the office worker knelt in the stagnant water, and his clothes were wet by the rain without even noticing it. Just when the people next to him felt something was wrong, the office worker suddenly let out a scream.

The office worker's body erupted into raging fire from the inside out. In a very short time, the whole person turned into coke, and then quickly disintegrated into powder and merged into the rainwater.

Screams rang out, accompanied by chaotic crowds running in all directions. This situation was not just a single case, there were at least a few hundred cases in this city, so sirens sounded on the streets soon.

After doing all this, Wang Luo didn't know anything. He directly called the hotel's scavenger to deal with it, and then returned to Lance Emma's estate outside the suburbs by himself.

Lance Emma has already left. Her mother Judy is cutting flowers in the backyard flower room. It is obviously cloudy now, but the backyard flower room is made of pure crystal, and there is a alchemy structure hanging on it. The lighting lamp, like a small sun, exudes warm light.

The entire greenhouse is as warm as spring, and all the flowers that should not be blooming this season are in full bloom. The vibrant flowers are in sharp contrast to the cold and desolate environment outside.

Mrs. Judy is wearing a pure white light long dress today. The V-shaped neckline is open to reveal a deep ravine. The tight waist makes her figure extremely attractive. The whole person is full of noble temperament, even Wang Luojiu After testing, it is inevitable to look a few more times.

Mrs. Judy held a red rose between her slender and white fingers, her eyes were very focused, and then she cut it with scissors lightly, and the rose fell into the flower basket, and then she showed a satisfied smile on her face.

"You looked very busy last night. You should wash off the smell of blood." Mrs. Judy handed the flower basket to the maid, and turned to look at Wang Luo.

"It's very busy, and everything is for the peace of Manche City." Wang Luo said lightly, and he didn't think he could hide the woman in front of him. After all, after the death of his nominal mother Isabella, the woman in front of him This woman took over most of the Lance family business.

In fact, there are many rumors about Isabella's death, among which the suspicion of Mrs. Judy is not small. It is said that the two have been fighting since childhood and have never stopped.

At Isabella's funeral, Mrs. Judy did not attend, which seemed to confirm that the rumors of discord between the two were not groundless.

The maid brought a wicker chair to Mrs. Judy, and the latter sat down gracefully, her plump buttocks extruding a graceful arc, making her graceful and luxurious temperament a little more attractive.

"I know you accepted the reward offered by the hotel, that pistol is still very famous in the underground world, it's beyond my expectation that you would like it as a gunman.

But you shouldn't kill the vampire lord. Although I also hate this kind of inhuman creature, but in the words of the Rebecca Federation, it depends on the owner to beat a dog. I don't believe you don't know that those vampires under the subway and The relationship of the Lance family. "Madam Judy's voice was very gentle, but there was a cold and murderous intent hidden in it.