I Studied Beheading in a Mental Institution.

The best way is to raise the gas package into the sky, and then use an explosion to completely kill the virus contained in it.

At the same time, Uncle Jingsuke, who was sitting next to the comatose illness, was holding the golden long knife tightly in his hand all the time, his eyes were closed tightly, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his face was extremely pale.

He is activating the [Confused Pupil] to create an illusion for the diseased disaster in a coma.

In front of him, the sickness lying on the ground changed slightly, sometimes angry, sometimes hesitant, sometimes puzzled, sometimes joyful...

Disasters are gradually sinking into illusion.

"Qing Yu, is there anything else I can do?" Jia Lan asked suspiciously while holding a golden spear.

An Qingyu looked at the two people in the distance for a moment, then shook her head, "No need, let them handle their grievances by themselves."

Jia Lan nodded, looked up at the thunder beast roaring towards the ground in the thunder cloud, wondering what he was thinking.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Uncle Jingsuke, who was sitting on the ground, trembled uncontrollably, as if every inch of his body was exerting force, his eyes were already opened, and the pupils were stained with a layer of psychedelic golden, and he was dying. Staring at the disaster in front of him.

The current him is not just as simple as creating an illusion for the disease. The body of the oracle has been transformed, which is a combination of flesh and machinery. Although the disease has fallen into a coma, the background system in his left eye is still running. Always monitor the physical condition of the disaster.

If he wanted to make Biao Calamity fall into an illusion completely, he had to hypnotize Biao Calamity's own will and the electronic machinery in his left eye at the same time.

Uncle Kyosuke is almost at his limit.

Just when Uncle Kyosuke was about to collapse, Illness, who was in a coma, slowly sat up from the ground.

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen something pleasing, his hands slowly lifted up, rubbing them in the void.

Dots of dark blue light emerged from his palms, converging toward the center of his hands, countless pathogens were deconstructed and reorganized by him, and gradually condensed into a small ball of dark blue liquid, suspended in the air.

When An Qingyu saw this scene, his eyes lit up, he took out a test tube from his bosom, and stepped forward to store the liquid.

The dark blue liquid swayed on the transparent wall, and An Qingyu's eyes flashed gray, and he began to analyze the data of this liquid. After a while, he nodded to Uncle Jingsuke beside him.

"That's it, it's done."

Uncle Jingjie's eyes were bloodshot due to overdraft and exhaustion. When he heard An Qingyu's words, his eyes flashed with joy.

But soon, the joy disappeared.

The golden color in his eyes didn't fade away, he turned his head slowly, looked at the corner of his mouth with a smile sitting on the ground, as if he was in the disaster of heaven, his expression gradually turned cold.

Now, disease disasters have lost their use value.

Uncle Kyosuke urges the [Misty Pupil] in his hand to slowly introduce the disease and disaster immersed in joy into another illusion...

A ferocious, terrifying illusion that can tear apart the dignity of the oracle.

A sickly smile froze on his face.

Afterwards, a terrified expression appeared on his face, as if he was enduring some extreme pain.

Uncle Kyosuke supported Zhuzhu's body with [Misty Pupils], and stood up unsteadily from the ground, his golden eyes indifferently looked down at the sickness immersed in the illusion of pain.

He raised his hand, stabbed the golden long knife in his hand slowly towards the chest of the disease...

"Let's fall into hell..." Uncle Kyosuke said coldly.

The moment the blade touched Biaozhu's body, Biaoji suddenly woke up from the nightmare. He was covered in cold sweat and before he recovered, a cold blade had pierced into his heart!

Uncle Kyosuke held the [Misty Pupil] and spun it slightly, mercilessly stirring the heart of the sickness!

The remaining pain from the nightmare of the disease was still on his face, and the next moment, his vitality was ruthlessly wiped out, and those eyes stared at Jingsuke in horror, the eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment!

Stab it--!

Uncle Jingjie pulled out the golden long knife, and casually sprinkled the blood soaked on the knife on the ground, and the brilliant gold in his eyes gradually faded away.

He killed disease disaster.

When the brilliant gold completely faded away, Uncle Kyosuke swayed and nearly fell to the ground. He bent down and coughed violently, and every time he coughed, a lot of blood would come out.

"Jalan, throw him into the sky, the higher the better." An Qingyu said to Jialan before he had time to check on Jingjie's situation.

Without the slightest hesitation, Jia Lan took a step forward, grabbed the collar of Bing Disaster, and threw it towards the sky!

Blight's body flew into the night sky under the terrifying kinetic energy, and the circle of light in his left eye flickered violently. A few seconds later, a glaring fire burst out, illuminating a large area of ​​the sky again.

Under the raging fire above his head, Uncle Kyosuke stood up in a pool of blood. He sheathed the [Mysterious Pupil] and walked in front of An Qingyu.

"It's gamma potion, and it's a lot." An Qingyu handed him the test tube in his hand, "After drinking it for your son, it will keep him alive for a long time. When I thoroughly research and crack his genetic defect , after developing the corresponding medicine, we can solve this problem.”

Uncle Jingjie took the medicine and was silent for a moment, looking at An Qingyu with complicated eyes.

"Why are you helping me like this?"

An Qingyu frowned, "If you help me, you're also helping me. After all... I'm also very interested in the so-called god-making experiment."

Without waiting for Uncle Jingjie's expression to change, An Qingyu continued: "But don't worry, I'm not as crazy as the oracle. I will only experiment on myself. I will never touch your son. Two tubes of his blood are needed."

Hearing these words, Uncle Kyosuke relaxed.

"What's more...I also have a father." An Qingyu paused for a moment, then said, "Although I can't save you, at least I have the ability to keep your son alive.

There is only so much I can do for a 'father'. "

Uncle Jingjie looked into An Qingyu's eyes, and after a long time, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Uncle Jingsuke took a deep breath, clutched the test tube in his hand, turned around and walked towards a certain direction of the city.

"Come with me, I'll take you...to meet my son."

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Chapter 758 Unlocking the Thunder Beast

Under Tokyo Tower.

The diseased body exploded into gorgeous fireworks in the night sky not far away, scattered into the city like a rain of meteors and fire.

Seeing this scene, Lin Qiye's expression became more dignified.

"It seems that I am the only oracle left now." There was no trace of anger on the prison disaster's face, but it was as calm as an abyss.

Ever since the [Pure Land] was destroyed, Prison Calamity knew that the oracle was completely finished. In this case, he didn't need to maintain any so-called theocracy. Now he seems to have returned to before the fog fell and became the [Pure Land] group Chairman of the board, a capitalist eager to touch miracles.

When Yuuri Takishiro appeared, he thought he was not far from a miracle...

But now, he realized that human beings are only human beings after all.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Lin Qiye put his hands on the handle of the knife at his waist, and said calmly, "As long as you don't die, the Thunder Beast will not be activated, and I will trap you forever In this 'circle of men'...until destruction comes."

"The coming of destruction?"

Prison disaster didn't know the plan of the evil society, nor did he know that the "circle of people" in Gao Tianyuan had become the center of the world storm. In his opinion, the only threat facing the "circle of people" now was Lin Qiye. Personal only.

Lin Qiye shook his head, without any intention of explaining to the prison disaster, he pulled out [Zhanbai] in an instant, and his body disappeared into the void.

The surroundings suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Prison disaster's eyes narrowed slightly, no matter what method he used, he couldn't find Lin Qiye's location, so he simply closed his eyes and stood there quietly.

Whoosh-!

A jet-black sword glow shot out from the void, and stopped before the throat of Prison Calamity.

Lin Qiye held [Chop White] in one hand and [Black Rope] in the other, his brows were tightly frowned.

"Why don't you hide?"

"Why should I hide?" Prison Mistake sneered, "The knife you slashed with the five-handed Fujin Knife has already destroyed most of my body, and the other oracle envoys have also been buried. If you continue to fight like this, I will not be your opponent...

Come on, kill me.

Let me see what kind of scene it would be if the Qi Ling Thunder Beast destroyed the world. "

Lin Qiye frowned slightly as he looked at the indifferent eyes of the prison disaster.

"You're crazy."

"No, I'm not crazy." Prison disaster shook his head, "If you also stand above all living beings, look down at them for a hundred years, and witness the change and development of human society, you will also be tired...

The human world is too small and boring.

Day after day, year after year, they are always running around for those ridiculous things, money, power, reproduction... waves of births like leeches, ups and downs in society like ants, gaining If you don't get it, you will be jealous, if you get it, you will want more.

Although there are indeed some people who are different, crawling with their hearts in this muddy world, but so what?

But after decades, they are still a handful of loess.

People, that's all. "

Prison disaster slowly raised his head, looked at the Thunder Beast crawling on top of the thunderstorm, and said calmly:

"For the past hundred years, I'm tired of it. I don't want to see this boring human world anymore, and I don't want to live in such emptiness anymore...

If you can't become a god for a day, you won't be able to escape from this sea of ​​suffering.

But in the past hundred years, the only thing I have learned is... human beings have an end after all.

It is impossible for a human being to become a god.

Since I can't become a god, there is no need for me to continue struggling.

At least……

When I am on the verge of death, I want to see that long-awaited and elusive... God's mighty power again! "

After the prison calamity's words fell, a gleam flashed in his dead eyes, and he quickly raised his right hand and pressed it to his chest!

Lin Qiye's pupils suddenly shrank!

He reacted quickly and wanted to stop the movement of the prison disaster, but a few dark cage fences flew out of the dirt, dragging his footsteps.