Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy

Chapter 252 I'm Just an Ordinary Postman

At this time, Rum, who was ready to give up his life idea, burst out with great strength, a lot of blood sprayed out from his skin, and his whole body was like a fountain spraying blood.

However, at this moment, he still did not give up running, and even ran faster.

"Is this kid crazy?" The invisible man didn't expect Rum to be so crazy.

The bulk of his power at this time is not here, and he doesn't want to be distracted by fighting anyone yet, he just intends to trap this guy here.

But I didn't expect that this guy would burst out with such terrifying power with such determination.

At this moment, Rum had already run to a distance of less than two meters from the edge.

With such a distance, he only needs to pounce hard, and he can go out.

Faced with such a situation, the invisible one sneered: "Unfortunately, people's greatest despair is when hope is within easy reach."

He waved his arms as he spoke.

In an instant, five tentacles extended from under his sleeves and directly entangled Rum's blood-soaked body.

Then the huge force directly made Rum's distance from the edge from less than two meters to five meters.

"No!" Rum roared, struggling desperately.

His body changed rapidly, turning into countless blades to attack those tentacles, to no avail.

The gap between the two is really too big. If the invisible man wants to use real power to kill the killer, Rum won't even survive five seconds.

Click!

Rum's legs and arms directly turned into weird corner shapes, and then pierced directly under the ground to fix his body.

However, the tentacles possessed terrifying power, and could only slow down some of the dragged speed.

Seeing that the gully plowed on the ground was getting longer and longer, Rum did not have the slightest intention of giving up, and desperately used various means to grasp the already illusory hope.

"I like crazy people, but not when such people are my enemies."

Seeing such Rum, the invisible man seemed to see his young self, so he was ready to kill.

Here Rum felt the huge pressure from the terrifying tentacles in an instant.

This terrifying pressure directly acts on his bones and internal organs through his steel body.

quack!

In less than two seconds, his ribs were directly crushed, followed by a severe suffocation.

At this critical moment, suddenly a strange creature with wings descended from the sky, and then a cold light flashed, and the tentacles that squeezed Rum were cut off directly.

Rum, whose will was a little fuzzy, immediately braced up his last energy and looked up.

He just vaguely saw a dark-skinned middle-aged man in black clothes standing on a winged monster.

At this time, the middle-aged man said with affirmative voice: "Little guy, your persistence and perseverance deserve the highest praise."

After speaking, Rum felt himself getting light, and was thrown out by the middle-aged man.

Accompanied by the sound of a metallic roar falling to the ground, Rum, who was lying on the ground covered in blood, saw the bright sun and the blue sky.

He knew that he came out by himself.

At this time, Jike was patrolling the hospital and suddenly saw Rum outside the courtyard wall.

Immediately, he ran over in shock and hurriedly asked: "Rum! Rum!? What happened!?"

Rum coughed with blood in his mouth and said, "Uncle Jike...there are enemies in the hospital. He has the plague and turns everyone into zombies...he wants to...destroy Arkham..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he passed out directly.

At this time, more people gathered, and at the same time, other patrolling policemen who heard the news rushed over.

Jike knew the seriousness of the problem in an instant: "Send Rum to the Arkham Sanatorium quickly, notify the public, and seal off the entire hospital."

After a pause, Jike reminded: "No matter what happens, don't enter the hospital, stay outside the courtyard wall, and no one is allowed to enter or leave."

"understand!"

Today Arkham's police system has a very strong mobilization ability.

Immediately, the policemen split into three groups.

Two cops take Rum to Arkham Sanitarium.

The two policemen immediately notified the police station through the phone of a nearby shop.

The rest of the police immediately began to evacuate the citizens, and first guarded the gate of the hospital to prevent others from entering the hospital.

At the same time, inside the hospital.

The invisible man standing in the wind and sand looked down at the severed tentacles, then raised his head, his face gradually turning livid.

"What are you doing! Do you know what you have done! You idiot!" Saying this, the Hidden One's voice gradually turned into a loud growl.

At this time, Chief Whitaker of the Arkham Post Office sat there quietly and said calmly: "Of course I know, I am protecting my town from being destroyed by a lunatic like you."

Ooooooo!

At this time, the monster under Chief Whitaker continued to let out strange roars.

This monster looks very weird and ferocious. It looks like an extremely huge bird with a neck like a vulture. The head and chin are covered with black horny armor. You can't see the eyes, only one picture A mouth full of fangs.

It has three pairs of wings, one near the head, one near the body, and one pair near each limb.

Its lower body is different from other birds, with a primate-like lower body and no tail.

Although its legs looked thin, they were full of strength. If it stood up completely, it would be as tall as two adults.

It has a bald neck like a vulture, the front half of its back is covered with sharp black spikes like steel needles, and its back half is covered with a horny carapace like armor.

At this time, the monster crouched there, and Whitaker stood calmly on the back half of its body.

When the invisible man saw this monster, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he let out a sharp roar: "Impossible! This is impossible! You blasphemer! Blasphemer! Why can you summon the great lord?" Messenger!? Who are you!"

Whitaker said calmly: "I'm just an ordinary postman, and I want to spend the rest of my life here peacefully."

"Damn blasphemer! You summoned the messenger of the great lord, but you dare to help those heretics and interfere with the coming ceremony of the great king in yellow!?"

Facing the questioning from the Hidden One, Whitaker replied calmly: "The King in Yellow I believe in is different from what you madmen hope for."

"For me, you are the most hateful blasphemers. It is you crazy existence that turned the great God of Shepherds into an evil god that everyone shouts and beats. It is also you lunatics, let us These ordinary believers are forced to hide their beliefs!"

Speaking of this, Whittaker's face was full of gloom: "Blasphemer, you will definitely die today!"

(End of this chapter)