Mysterious Life Simulator

Chapter 36 Lamb

George and Steve glanced at each other, seeing seriousness in each other's eyes.

The few moments just now sounded like a long time, but in fact it was less than a minute.

Two battle suits worth more than [-] million US dollars are almost scrapped.

At this moment, a vigorous figure descended!

He was holding a round object in his hand.

The thing was lifted up in the light of lightning, and it was very scary.

Spiderman.

He came with the head.

【Crackling—】

【boom! ! ! 】

The thunder was a step slower than the lightning, and it finally sounded at this time. Amidst the pattering rain, the battle suit that Peter sewed by himself hung down and stuck to his body, which looked very unfit and had a weird feeling.

"Look at Medusa's head, sea monster!"

Peter acted like a middle school boy, holding the head of the black man high.

There must indeed be something on this head that can attract believers in the desperate situation. The moment it appeared here, it actually made the latter completely lose their interest in continuing to destroy the Heartbreaker's suit.

"It's you……"

"It's you……"

"It's you!!!"

The low-pitched indistinguishable moans gradually turned into angry and high-pitched roars and roars.

Human emotions seemed to briefly return to the monster's mind, which...

In anger.

In the rainstorm of the torrential rain, there was a red hot crack on the swollen face of the believer in the desperate situation. As it moved in this direction, tears mixed with blood flowed out.

Countless foot rests lift its body.

The clear voice of He Gang's vocal cords, which George had seen and heard, sounded from all directions.

It seemed that his voice was still in his ears, but his whole body had been blown away by the wind, as if there was a real person who was only temporarily condensed by smoke and dust.

He's saying-

"hatred."

Just one word, gritted teeth, seemed to be carrying the mountains, and his almost exhausted body was shaking. It was a human being clinging to the cracks of the rock wall on the edge of the abyss, unwilling to fall, his nails bleeding from the cracks in the rocks.

This word sounded from the direction of the barracuda, and then seemed a little out of breath, and soon fell silent slowly.

The rain seems to be lighter, no longer a torrential rain.

In the beginning, it was still rain curtains and even rain walls. Spider-Man walked forward between buildings, Steve cut flesh with his shield, and George dodged over and over again. They all had to hit and pass through those water walls.

Now, the rain curtain has become thousands of drops of water, and although it still carries an overwhelming pressure, it no longer uses a whole term to describe them.

As the desperate believers move forward, the world begins to distort, and amidst the sound of wind and rain, it seems like a young girl is crying.

There were whispers about the villains who had been killed and had their heads removed.

The hickory trees on the side of the road swayed like countless palms held high in the air, and the buildings on both sides rushed with a kind of terrifying majesty.

The huge illusion that directly affects the mind made the faces of several people present dignified.

They looked at the desperate believers who were more than ten meters away.

There, a blazing flame jumped up, and it rose into a raging flame in an instant, and a thin figure stood in the flames.

It was as if flesh and blood were being burned.

It is flesh and blood being burned.

Those unclean filth were covered by the burning flames from the last trace of humanity and reason, and He Gang stood in the rain with a human posture.

Although no longer human.

His body is like a glow, his face has no facial features, his body is well-knit, and his muscles are like a swimming dragon.

The huge lumps of flesh and blood formed by the melting of dozens of hundreds of corpses were burning violently, and there were indeed dense howls of misery coming out of the flames.

It's the sinners who were involved in that.

If there are souls in the world, perhaps their souls are suffering endless pain at this moment.

The flames illuminated the man's face again and again, and gradually boiling things squirmed and twisted on his red face, turning into slightly vicissitudes of life.

These facial features made excited and ferocious expressions.

Reason returned to He Gang's soul bit by bit, and he remembered what Killian had said to him——

"Old He, what do you think we are in this world for?"

"Probably life."

"Life?"

"Killian, you don't know that there are many people who find it difficult to live. Perhaps for them, life should be called survival."

"That's why I developed this medicine, Lao He, and that's why I have the Extremis virus. The reason why it is an extremity is to... survive."

Survival from a desperate situation.

such a pity……

Killian, you didn't make it out of the woods.

And I also completely ruined the messy life——

The red, thin and vicissitudes of the body were steaming white steam from the raindrops. Although the temperature was so high that it was about to explode, there was a dead air that could not be concealed.

Peter was cautiously on guard.

Steve was even more fully armed and focused.

They have all fought aliens.

Or rather, an infected body.

But none of the infected bodies had ever incinerated their mountain-like stalwart body of flesh and blood, and a humanoid creature emerged from it.

【噗嗤——】

A golden arc cut down from the far west, divinely radiant and fascinating, it is the power that has guarded the world since ancient times.

That is the power of magic.

That is……

The power of Karma Taj.

This golden arc is like the sun coming from the west, and the hot light shines on the black sky.

The arcs of light followed one after another, sharper than the sharpest sword, and kept slashing at the fiery flesh and blood body that gathered He Gang's residual obsession.

This force is almost irresistible.

The fiery human form was scarred in an instant, and it was impossible to restore it, probably because of magic.

He Gang's obsession drove him forward, to see the head with his own eyes, so he broke off the bones that could not be burned in the flames under him, and used them as throwing knives to fight.

The fractures of these bones were sharp enough to slit the throat of any creature, but they could not prevent those arcs that followed one after another, which even the law enforcers could not see.

Their light blades left deep or shallow scratches on He Gang's body, and almost penetrated He Gang's body several times.

The bright red liquid splashed out like magma.

Maybe it's because he is already a dead person, what supports his body now is only the aftermath of the infection source and the obsession of hatred.

Maybe it's numbness.

He Gang ignored the pain.

Until a golden light with truly terrifying power cut into his shoulder blades and pulled vertically, cutting off his entire muscle.

He fell from the flames, and hot blood flowed out.

The black shadows on the ground suddenly began to gather.

George's eyes widened suddenly.

He originally thought that this black shadow was a part of the hopeless believer, but now it seems that this is not the case.

The black shadow stood up unexpectedly, possessing a physical body, huge and terrifying.

But it is still far less oppressive than believers in desperate situation.

【Boom! ! ! 】

Shield thrown.

The black shadow shattered into ashes all over the sky.

He Gang's obsession climbed forward, and he finally saw the enemy's head.

Then, a sigh.

【Congratulations, shepherd, you have harvested your first lamb. 】

Following the system prompt that sounded almost simultaneously, the fiery humanoid creature cracked and shattered, and then turned into high-temperature Huijin and scattered around.

(End of this chapter)