Global Erosion: Non-Human Claims to Be My Mr.

help me……

The man conveyed his call for help to his teammates around him through his eyes.

Seeing that no one was willing to step forward, the despair and pain in the man's eyes slowly overflowed from his eyes, and a hint of resentment was faintly visible in his eyes.

Cough... cough cough... cough...

A series of coughing sounds suddenly rang out in the darkness.

The man covered his aching throat with both hands, knelt on the ground, and looked anxiously at the man who would decide his life or death.

Seeing the other person staring at him with icy eyes, the man's heart trembled.

"Have you thought about it?".

A voice as cold as a soul-snatching chain slowly sounded in the darkness.

In an instant, the man felt his soul trembling with fear.

"I...I..."

The man opened his mouth to speak, but found that his voice was scattered and incoherent.

The other party frowned impatiently, and the man was almost scared to death.

"He... he is nearby, cough cough! I... I... can still feel his presence."

The man hurriedly gave the response the other party wanted, hoping that the other party would let him go.

Qin Mo paid close attention to these people the entire time, and naturally did not miss a word they said.

"Where is he?".

As soon as the other party asked the question.

The man's face instantly became uglier, with cold sweat pouring down his forehead: "..."

He just had a feeling, but he didn't know where the person the other party was looking for was.

The other person's eyebrows twitched slightly again, and the man's tense mind was almost stretched to the point of collapse.

Uh!

The man who said he could feel Qin Mo's presence made the last sound of his life and instantly fell backwards.

The leading man slowly lowered his hand.

Qin Mo's eyes moved and he slightly let out a breath of relief.

He was really worried that the other party would point out his presence, but the leader obviously didn't have the patience to wait for the other party to slowly confirm his feelings.

"You...you...killed...killed someone!".

Some naive person who had never seen the changed world cried out in surprise.

But as soon as these words were spoken, the scene suddenly became chaotic.

There were people everywhere, and one of them almost came face to face with Qin Mo.

The chaotic and noisy scene made the leader feel irritated, and his irritable mood made him choose to take action directly.

Ah!

save……

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Anyone touched by the leading man's hand lost his life.

Chaos is good. The more chaotic it is, the better. It can give him more opportunities.

Qin Mo's eyes trembled, and the bow of ice and snow was held in his hand.

Innocent people can still arouse Qin Mo's pity and sympathy, but these people are coming for Qin Mo, and none of them are good people.

Qin Mo did not feel any emotion at all about their deaths.

call out!

Qin Mo's eyes darkened, and a bow as clear as ice and snow was ready in an instant.

The ice and snow arrow exuded a biting icy air. Qin Mo raised his hand and drew the bow. A sharp ice arrow took shape and was ready to be fired.

call out!

Like a hound off a leash, the icicle arrow nimbly shuttled through the crowd and headed straight for its final target.

Suddenly, the leading man looked back and accurately found the fast-moving ice arrow in the chaotic crowd.

The moment Qin Mo saw the leading man quickly turn sideways and look back, he knew that his second arrow was just like the first one, a useless arrow.

The leading man easily intercepted Qin Mo's assassination. The leading man, who was playing with the ice arrow, gave a provocative smile in the direction where the arrow came from.

Qin Mo blinked and carefully put away the ice and snow bow in his hand.

The halo of the black sword flashed in the dark night.

Bang!

A black shadow was thrown directly by the leading man to the place where Qin Mo was hiding, and the leaves made a rapid shaking sound due to the collision.

Crunch!

The tree hit by the black shadow was actually broken at the waist, and its branches and leaves were covered with dirty dust.

Before the black shadow attacked, Qin Mo retracted his feet and kicked upwards, just in time to jump onto the tree next to him.

After standing firm, Qin Mo did not choose to continue hiding in the tree.

Qin Mo slid down the tree and moved towards the leader like a ghost.

A vibration similar to that of a metal weapon sounded in the hollow.

Qin Mo loosened his sword-holding hand, and the black glowing sword slid towards the leader's weapon like a nimble snake.

A prolonged sound of metal friction suddenly tore through the air, and Qin Mo's black sword formed a circle with the leader's weapon as the center.

Qin Mo's other hand quickly caught the black sword spinning in the air, and stabbed it towards the chest of the leading man with his backhand.

The leading man kicked out with his long legs, trying to kick Qin Mo away along with the long sword in his hand.

Qin Mo's hand movements kept changing, and his steps also changed in a variety of ways.

suddenly!

A fierce kick slashed past Qin Mo's side.

The leading man raised his leg and kicked but missed, then his strong arm bulged with veins and chopped down like a machete.

Qin Mo's sword slid in the air, avoiding the attack of the leading man.

So fast! / So fast!

Qin Mo and the leading man had the same thought at the same time.

Qin Mo stopped and quickly adjusted his state, increasing the distance between himself and the leading man.

The leading man was the same, his cold eyes revealing a solemn look.

Qin Mo positioned himself as a flexible assassin, while the leading man was wielding a broadsword with great vigor.

After Qin Mo pulled away, he immediately looked at the red sword in the leader's hand.

The scarlet sword exudes a strange aura, and it seems that if you are not careful, you will easily get lost in its beauty.

Qin Mo first approached the leading man, who responded to Qin Mo's attack with his bare hands.

To Qin Mo's surprise, at the moment his sword hit the opponent, a red light instantly appeared in front of the leading man and shocked him away.

The red light stretched and widened, turning into a red broadsword as wide as two palms, held in the hands of the leading man.

The two men kept fighting, but neither could do anything to the other.

The leading man also realized this, and the ice between his brows was instantly melted away by the scorching heat.

The sword rose and fell, and the sound of the long sword in Qin Mo's hand continued to clash.

The leading man's eyes wandered over the black sword in Qin Mo's hand, revealing a bit of satisfaction.

The sharpness of the long sword depends on its thin blade.

Because of the thin blade, long swords are often broken, even the most famous swords are like this.

The big knife in the leader's hand weakened its sharpness. The blade was wide and thick, and the overall weight was heavy.

Every strike would bring up a gust of wind, which was awe-inspiring.

Long sword VS broadsword, there will always be some long swords that are cut off by broadswords due to their material and various other reasons.

After several attacks from the leading man, Qin Mo's sword became as smooth as before, without even a scratch.

The leading man shifted his gaze several times, all of which lingered on the black sword.

Qin Mo smiled bitterly in his heart. After several blows from the opponent, his entire arm was shaking and numb.

It wasn't that he was deliberately showing off his sword skills, but attacking with the sword in both hands could provide him with time to relieve the pain and numbness.

Qin Mo watched the leading man getting more and more excited as the fight went on: “…”

Snap! Snap! Click!

The collision of the two weapons made a variety of noises.

Qin Mo held the sword and breathed heavily, looking straight at the other party.

The leading man was the same, panting, his expression a mixture of madness and fatigue.

The number of eyes watching secretly increased after the two separated.

Qin Mo knew that some of those people came for him, and some had conflicts with the leader.

The prying eyes became more and more direct, and Qin Mo and the other person automatically blocked them, leaving only each other's figure in their eyes.

"Interesting! You are the most interesting person I have ever met."

"I kind of can't bear to see you die like this."

The leading man stuck out his tongue to lick the remaining blood of Qin Mo on the red sword and said excitedly.

When Qin Mo saw the other party's actions, he felt a chill in his heart.

For a moment, Qin Mo wanted to explain to the other party how dirty human blood is and how much waste toxins it contains.

You should know that there are four major types of garbage in the blood, namely:

First, combustible garbage: blood sugar and blood lipids; second, dry garbage: sodium chloride; third, wet garbage: uric acid...

Not to mention how much dirt is added to the blood that is not in the blood vessels.

what……

Qin Mo shook off the opponent's blood on his black sword in disgust.

The leading man's eyes darkened: “…”

"You think I'm dirty."

The leader's sinister tone was like a cold and slippery poisonous snake that instantly bit Qin Mo's ear.

Qin Mo rubbed his ears uncomfortably, looked at the angry leader and said calmly:

"If it were mine, I would also dislike it."

After Qin Mo finished speaking, the leading man showed no intention of restraining the overwhelming pressure he exuded.

Qin Mo's eyes were solemn as he waited for the leader to make his move.

NO, if he really needs to use his ultimate move in the countdown, Qin Mo can beat the opponent until his mouth is dry and he still can't use his ultimate move.

Suddenly, Little Moon spoke up to remind them.

Little Moon: [Nuan Nuan, the opponent's rule power is unstable and there is a risk of it going berserk at any time. You have to be careful.]

Qin Mo: [OK]

Little Moon was still a little worried and said bluntly:

[Nuannuan, don't hold back, it's going to end over there too]

[She lost...]

Qin Mo raised his eyes slightly when he heard this, and the moon hanging in the sky was reduced to a bright white ray.

It was like a black glass bead breaking open a crack and light appeared.

But Qin Mo always felt that something was wrong. The girl Zhao Jun’s strength should be more than this.

Little Moon: [Nuan Nuan, do you want to play something fun? ]

Qin Mo: [What's fun? ]

Little Moon: [Wait]

Little Moon's voice faded away, and Qin Mo suddenly felt a stream of cool water replacing the blood circulating in his body, and then seeping into his limbs.

This feeling is... the power of the little moon...

Slowly, Qin Mo felt his consciousness separate from his body and exist independently of it.

Qin Mo subconsciously looked up and saw a stream of white light flowing through his body, replacing countless dense meridians.

Qin Mo seemed to have become the incarnation of the moon. He became conscious and suddenly remembered the leader who was preparing a big move.

With just one glance, Qin Mo felt a ball of scorching flame instantly occupying all his vision.

The leading man seemed to have transformed into a fierce burning flame in his eyes.

Suddenly, Qin Mo discovered that the flame on the leader's body was not stable and seemed to be in danger of going out at any time.

The breath of burning flames is also filled with a violent and heavy feeling.

Qin Mo felt a chill in his consciousness, and the cool air instantly washed away the suffocating feeling in his consciousness.

Little Moon: [Nuan Nuan, look]

The leading man opposite Qin Mo suddenly showed an expression of shock and surprise on his face.