Bug Master In Doomsday

Correct! Absolutely!

This blood mist must have affected his sanity, the anxiety that the heart was out of control before proved this point.

Could it be said that the only way to escape this blood mist space is to think carefully and accurately analyze the weakest barrier in the space? !

Wang Mang was muttering in his heart, but his head nodded uncontrollably. This explanation was the most reasonable. He saw the crazy craziness of the previous alien form in his eyes.

With such a high strength, extremely majestic energy in the body, a high-quality alien, it is absolutely impossible to be a monster without a brain that only knows how to kill.

He must have been driven mad by this blood fog space, and he was grind by the endless loneliness and loneliness. He can't even think, and even his instinct as a smart creature has disappeared...

Wang Mang thought to himself, with his legs crossed, his whole body seemed to be sitting on a soft sofa, the mud under his body was sticking to him, closed his eyes and felt that he was a little uncomfortable at first, as if there were thousands of ants. It's like raging climbing on his scales.

But when he hugged Moto Shouichi and calmed down, the stinging itching gradually disappeared after a short while, but was replaced by an indescribable depression...

In the claustrophobic space, the thick blood mist affects Wang Mang's mind all the time. With his eyes closed, his sharpest visual senses are useless. The quiet space makes his hearing blurred. The moist blood mist makes him feel bad. Only a strong smell of blood remained in the nose.

The only thing that can play a role is that he is covered with a layer of scales, and his senses are the least keen touch!

He tried to ignore the presence of scales on the body surface, and gradually mobilized the senses of his skin. "Hiss~" The most critical spiritual platform above and below his whole body immediately felt the malice from the outside world.

It was a negative emotion full of tyranny, killing, and blood. The thick blood mist was like the boundless evil spirit brought out by the devil from hell!

He resisted the tingling of the skin of the spiritual platform, and tried hard to restrain his body from resisting, and finally... his forehead also began to feel uncomfortable, and the blood mist of sin caused him a burst of pain.

Then there is the skin of the cheeks, and then the neck, chest, and even arms and legs. When the last piece of skin on the soles of his feet was also lingering under the blood mist of sin, Wang Mang finally opened his eyes.

‘Om! Like a sharp blade out of its sheath, the moment Wang Mang opened his eyes, a piercing breath shot out in the air. He opened his eyes, and his eyes with black pupils were deep.

He is back, the human being is back.

Wang Mang stood up abruptly, the black scales had disappeared, and the pale white exoskeleton disappeared.

His bronze-colored body is firm and full of strength, well-proportioned and explosive muscles, and the outlines are like the chest muscles and abdominal muscles of an aesthetic statue. Those muscles are like works of art produced by the most brilliant carver with a chisel.

'call--! With Wang Mang waved his hand, a close-fitting slender black cloth covered his body in the ring of worms and mustards. He raised his left hand, and with a volleying move, the extremely spiritual evil seal knife fell into his palm.

Wang Mang with deep eyes raised his head and looked at the sky. The corners of his mouth could not help but he smiled. He held the handle of the knife against the sky and gently moved the tip of the knife like a casual wave, but just like this, The world changes colors.

The diffuse blood mist crashed under this knife, just like a building missing a building block, at that moment, it collapsed and collapsed and was completely destroyed.