danger!My wives are too strong

"I know."

Mu Feng endured the pain in the wound and left the room immediately.

Only when he completely disappeared from the sight of Rice's soldiers would he have the opportunity to treat the wound.

"Mu Feng, is this the assassination you're talking about? Killing that person in front of everyone in an upright and open manner... This is not an assassination!"

"..."

Mu Feng remained silent.

This time it really wasn't an assassination, it could only be called an assassination.

"You are injured now, maybe you can take care of one or two small shrimps, but if a group of small shrimps swarm up...you may die here!"

"Use me... When we fit together, we will be omnipotent!"

"As long as the killing doesn't stop, we'll never get hurt!"

Raast's deep voice was full of allure, making Mu Feng, who was still hesitating, gradually make up his mind.

The sound of soldiers searching could be heard outside.

The darkin's seductive whispers echoed in his ears.

As if he could no longer feel the pain, he moved his injured left arm and slowly grasped the handle of Raast.

At this moment, Raast suddenly let out a roar of excitement——

"Mu Feng, we are - dark descendants!"

Chapter 36 handed over the first

Raast seized control of his body in an instant, and a large amount of darkborn power poured out from the sickle, and penetrated into Mu Feng's body along his left arm, transforming it into Raast's appearance.

Within a moment, there was no sign of Mu Feng in the room, only Raast wrapped in pitch-black armor was left.

Among them, the chest and abdomen are not covered by pitch-black armor, but they emit red light that flickers on and off as Raast breathes in and out.

"Oh... the long-lost feeling, but it's too weak!"

"Mu Feng, you idiot! You can use me early in the morning, but you still have to use the weak Kunai!"

"However—this body is mine now."

Raast moves his limbs, dances sometimes, and sometimes wields his sickle, looking very sand sculpture.

After a minute or two, Raast gradually got used to the feeling of having a body.

The wounds on the left shoulder and abdomen have been healed by the power of the darkin, and the remains of the bullets embedded in them have also been erased by the power of the darkin, without any trace of injury.

But the fly in the ointment is that Mu Feng's realm is too low, which seriously affects his ability to display.

"Too weak! But against some ants - more than enough!!"

sound off.

Raast let out a haughty laugh, and then kicked hard at the door.

With a deafening roar, the door whined and broke away from the door frame, smashing the Rice soldiers who happened to pass by the door into minced meat.

"Look--a poor wretch!"

Raast held the black and red sickle in his left hand, opened the damaged door with his right hand, and looked at the crushed corpse in amazement.

It wasn't until the figure of the Rice soldier appeared in his sight that Raast turned his gaze away from the minced meat and turned to look at the Rice soldier gathered at the end of the corridor.

Seeing Raast's appearance clearly, Rice's soldiers suddenly panicked.

"What the hell is this riding horse?!"

"That group of damn infected people can't pass through ultraviolet light, this, this..."

"Damn! Shoot! Fire!"

After the panic, the Rice soldiers immediately pulled the trigger and vented their fear to Raast.

"Fear... This will be the most delicious 'seasoning' in the bloody feast!"

Raast ignored the hail of bullets and walked slowly towards Rice's soldiers.

Puff puff!

Bullets shot into his body one after another, bursting out strange flowers of blood.

However......

With little success!

The injuries from the bullets were too minor.

Often before the next bullet hits the body, the wound torn by the previous bullet has already recovered.

Sensing the state of his body, Raast suddenly showed a contemptuous smile.

Immediately.

His body turned into a smoke-like dark red airflow, converging above the head of a Rice soldier, condensing into an illusory black-red sickle.

"What the hell is this stepping horse! Damn it! I don't want to die!"

The soldier yelled in horror, as if realizing that death was coming.

Raast would not stop the slaughter just because he begged for mercy.

Two or three seconds later, Raast broke out of his body, killed the Rice soldier, and rushed towards the other Rice soldiers.

"Before the great incarnation... die!!"

......

This night is destined to be restless.

The ultraviolet lamp blocked the footsteps of night demons and zombies, and also killed the idea of ​​Rice soldiers escaping from the station.

Instead of escaping from the night demon's pursuit, these soldiers were willing to put their hopes on Raast, praying that Raast would not notice him.

When Raast showed terrifying strength, the massacre changed its taste.

Rice soldiers fled in all directions, hiding in remote and dark corners.

— Peekaboo.

If it were someone else, they might be helpless against these hiding Rice soldiers, but Raast was different.

In his perception, every Rice soldier is like a torch in the night, guiding him in the direction of slaughter.

As the massacre continued, the Rice resident was filled with the smell of blood, minced meat mixed with human organs, which could be seen everywhere in the corridors, corridors and rooms.

Not long after, there were not many living people left in the huge Rice garrison.

Except for the Rice soldiers who hadn't completely died in front of Raast, there was only one living person left in Rice's garrison.

"Oh... what a joyful carnage!"

Raast crushed the Rice soldier in front of him to death, then turned and left the bloody room to look for the last "survivor".

After walking two or three steps, he seemed to have discovered something, and muttered to himself in doubt:

"The power is draining?"

"No, no! The power is not lost, but returned to the sickle!"

"Mu Feng's void energy is also rapidly decreasing, what's going on?!"

Before the words fell, Raast seemed to realize something, and immediately let out a horrified roar: "No! This is impossible! Why are you still alive!"

——This is the last sentence of Raast.

When the words were completely settled, Raast's consciousness returned to the black and red sickle, and he watched Mu Feng regain control of his body.

"Huh... This feeling is really uncomfortable."

Mu Feng let out a long sigh of relief.

The moment he regained control of his body, the black armor on the surface of his skin melted away, returning to his original body.

"Mu Feng, what the hell is going on?!" Raast's puzzled voice sounded, "I have clearly occupied your body, but why..."

"If you can completely occupy my body, how can I "fit" with you? "

Mu Feng asked back, and then continued, "Before I become a first-class ethereal, you can't completely occupy my body."

—he lied.

Even if he became a first-class void spirit, Raast could not completely occupy his body, it just took longer to transform.

Although he listened to Raast's bewitching this time, is it not a test?

He dared to use Raast's power only when he was sure that his body would not be completely occupied by Raast.

"Oh...well. I'll wait for you slowly, and that day will come sooner or later."

"Don't worry. I may use your power often before I become a first-class ethereal."

"...I want to go to the cinema and watch a movie."

"I will take you there sometime."

Mu Feng answered casually, and then held Raast's sickle.

Perhaps it was because he handed it over for the first time, holding Raast's sickle at this moment, he could clearly see the weak darkin power pouring into his left arm.

The power of the Darkborn spread along the left arm all the way up, and finally stopped at the neck.

The part where the darkin's power is located will be transformed into Raast's body, but the color will be lighter than Raast's.

— Kind of like gray and white.

"From now on we can fight side by side, Raast."

"I'm...I've always been. My power will be for you, and you, uh...you have to take me to the cinema!"

"Okay, okay, I'll take you to see it when I have time."

Chapter 37 I've been single for a long time, and everything looks pretty

After a night of slaughter, there is only one person left in Rice's resident today.

— Quartermaster known as "Karim".

Throughout the entire plot of the game, Kareem is actually not bad, but because he is in Rice's camp, he can't help himself in many things, so he looks like a villain.

"You should know where the antidote and other supplies are kept?"

Mu Feng squinted at the trembling Karim, and asked a question in a neutral tone.

"Most of them are in the underground garage here, and some unimportant things are in a school."

Karim didn't dare to hide anything, and told everything he knew.

Whether it was the quantity of various supplies or the number of Rice soldiers who had not yet returned, he told Mu Feng in detail.

"I see. The people from the tower will come later to take away all the supplies. You have to cooperate well with them. This is related to whether you can survive."

Mu Fengyu said something earnestly, then turned and left Karim's room.

If things were as he expected at first, the moment Rice died, he would return to the dark space where the system was located.

But the fact is, there is no sign that he is about to leave this world.

Could it be that we have to wait for Dr. Zelei's research to have a breakthrough before he can leave this world?

Mu Feng racked his brains to think, but couldn't figure it out.

The next moment, he had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly had a new guess——

Could it be that the "end" of this world is not the end of the game itself, but the end of the Believers DLC?

......

Mu Feng told Kelan roughly what happened at the Rice station, and then stood guard at the door of the Rice station, waiting for the personnel from the tower to arrive, while scaring Xiao Xiao around.

There are many "rats" hiding near Rice's residence.