On the rooftop of the villa.

The heads of the forces of Kambia gathered here.

Now they looked at each other.

The look is extremely complicated.

One by one, the eyes were wide and the eyes were small.

It's been a long time.

One of them looked at Defoe, "Defoe, what should I do?"

Your Excellency the Great Demon has been in for more than ten minutes, and we ......" The rest of the people also looked.

The eyes were blazing, and they all looked like they were looking at the head of the Defo horse.

In the face of such a situation, Defoe may still be a little proud.

Although everyone's forces are big and small, they are all the leaders of one side after all.

It is almost impossible to get these people to obey willingly.

But.

Defoe was not smug.

Because.

Summer had asked him for something.

Let him help collect the body.

Of course, it's not to collect the corpse of the summer.

Instead, he was told that maybe a lot of people would die tonight.

Summer told him to wait ten minutes after he entered the building and let them send someone to dispose of the body.

Now summer has entered more than ten minutes.

They couldn't figure out what was going on inside.

"What do you think?"

Defoe ran out of ideas.

"I think it's better to send someone in and have a look, maybe...... Maybe there wasn't a fight inside. ”

Hear the words.

Everyone was speechless.

However, everyone quickly made a decision and informed their subordinates.

In fact.

Whether they want to or not, they have already prepared their manpower in advance.

A moment later, several trucks pulled out of the villa below, slowly approaching the building in front of them.

These people are prepared with both hands.

He was neither wearing a knife nor hiding a firearm, and his hands were empty-handed...... Show good faith.

Just in case something unexpected happens.

In case of...... What if Summer is killed?

In this way, the people of the Holy Religion must not be too difficult for them.

Now.

There were people jumping out of the back of several large trucks, adding up to about 50 people.

They are all temporarily formed by the major forces...... Corpse collection team.

"Let's do what we want. ”

The man who led the team was named Van Hoof, and he was Defoe's right-hand man.

He looked at everyone, his expression was extremely solemn, "Although I don't know what happened specifically, I also know what happened in my heart, so be careful, if you encounter an emergency, don't panic, don't resist." ”

Everyone nodded in silence.

Present.

They walked collectively to the lobby of the building.

It didn't go fast, and even a little cautious.

Fortunately, until they entered the hall, no one came forward to stop them.

And then.

They were all stunned by what they saw.

In the spacious hall, the smell of blood was unusually pungent and even disgusting.

There was even a thick mist of blood wafting through the air.

And that's not the most important thing.

Important:

At this moment, in all their field of vision, there is a large area densely poured.

Blood had stained the smooth ground red.

Hiss.

They all gasped.

Even these people who have been in the gang all year round feel uncomfortable at the moment.

Fortunately, everyone was not ordinary and reacted quickly.

"Immediately check whether there are any live mouths, and if there are, they are sent to the hospital, and the bodies are not directly carried to the car. ”

"Yes. ”

Everyone took action, and the speed was extremely fast.

After a few minutes, it was confirmed.

"There is no living mouth. ”

"All dead. ”

"......" Having said that, the faces of these people are extremely difficult to see.

Some of the bodies had been stabbed in the neck, and some had their hearts pierced.

Some of the throat bones were not crushed, and their eyes showed horror until they died.

There are fist marks sunken in his chest, and blood is still gushing from the corners of his mouth...... They were beaten to death by a single punch.

There are even bloodier.

Some had only half a head, like half a rotten watermelon smashed by a hammer, red and white everywhere.

Although they died differently, there was no doubt that they were all killed by a single blow.

Head, neck, heart...... Except for these three, everything else on them is intact.

Everyone was creepy.

They didn't know what was going on...... But there will be absolutely no doubt that not so long ago, there was an unknown demon who slaughtered here.

"Speed, leaving fifteen people to carry the body away. ”

Van Hoof quickly reacted and shouted, "Count the corpses at the same time, and follow me to the second floor." ”

....... ”

"Dah. ”

"Dah. ”

The stairs from the ninth floor to the tenth floor, stepping on the bloody water to climb the stairs in summer.

At this moment, he was covered in blood, not only his clothes, but also his hair was stained red with blood.

The snake knife was also dripping blood.

On the stairs behind him, corpses were also lying down.

In this situation, he was like a demon, step by step, trampling on blood, slowly coming from hell.

Knock knock.

Hurried footsteps sounded from ahead.

One after another, the sturdy figures rushed down the stairs in front of them.

These people all have fierce faces, exuding evil and murderous intent, and one by one they are not afraid of death and are holding knives and rushing towards the summer.

The corners of Summer's mouth pulled out a touch of cruelty and violence.

It's even a little hideous.

Sou.

His body scurried, like a blood-stained bolt of lightning, and he met it.

"Dangdang ......" first sounded the sound of gold and iron clashing, bursting out with sparks, and then the sound of entering the flesh like a defeated revolution.

"Puff puff puff ......" blood splattered one after another, blooming into flowers of death.

No one retreated.

No one screamed either.

Because, they don't have a chance to scream.

Summer is like a Shura slaughterhouse, swinging a knife, taking out a knife, and continuing to swing a knife.

The cold light of the knife flickered.

The knife brought up a cloud of blood mist.

He slashed through the crowd, opening and closing, and no one could stop him wherever he passed.

It all happened very quickly, and by the time these people reacted, more than a dozen had already been killed in the summer.

They were all horrified.

It is not clear to outsiders.

But as insiders, how could they not know who was in this building.

They are by no means ordinary gangs on the outside, and each of them has a certain strength.

Because of this, they were chosen by the Holy Religion and 'brainwashed', and although they would later turn into fanaticism for the Holy Religion, they also had their own independent consciousness.

Thirty-three floors, each floor has forty heaven-level combat power masters, and ten god-level combat power powerhouses.

This is not an exaggeration.

It's not that it's easy to reach the god-level and heaven-level.

It's that after these people were brainwashed, they were strengthened by genetic medicine and possessed god-level and heaven-level combat power.

You must know that the genetic liquid does not mean that taking it can improve combat effectiveness.

And it is necessary to survive a period of integration and adaptation that is extremely close to death, otherwise, there are only two results.

Either die on the spot or turn into a monster.

And these people have passed the test with great perseverance.

And that's not all.

The overall combat power of each layer is not equal.

It's getting better and better.

Just like the tenth layer now, there are no more heaven-level masters, all of them are Saint Sect disciples with god-level combat power, as well as ten forbidden masters.

Now, however, they are being slaughtered.

Yes.

It's a massacre.

The sword flashed, and the cold light was dazzling.

Summer is really like a killing god coming into the world, and no one can stop it everywhere it passes.

The snake knife in his hand was like a tumbling snow cloud, bringing a cold light, engulfing all around him into a blazing color.

When these white practices were condensed and connected together, a large curtain of cold light was formed.

Then it was like a volcanic eruption, and everyone around him froze on the ground, staring at each other with a blank look.

The next moment.

It was as if a statue had been pushed to the ground, and all of them fell in a pool of blood.

Shura Slaughterhouse.

When everything stopped, Summer had finished a bloody man.

But he didn't care at all, and walked towards the eleventh floor with heavy and slow steps.