A series of explosions shook the entire floor of the Sea Boundary Tower, destroying the walls and floors, while the floor of the conference hall was almost completely connected to the upper and lower floors, countless rubble rolled down like quicksand, and the steel and concrete were also ravaged.

The place where the explosion just now was filled with gunsmoke, and the exposed steel bars were twisted together like noodles, and in the center of the rubble pile, a red amber cocoon like a hickory stood there, and the lines similar to blood stains circulated on its surface, and this thing that came out of nowhere completely resisted the impact at the moment of the explosion just now.

When Al removed the arm in front of him and slowly opened his eyes, he noticed that his eyes were blood-red, and when he looked closely, he realized that he seemed to be wrapped in something.

"What is this? Where did it come from?" Al tried to tap his finger on the blood cocoon, it was hard, "It couldn't have protected me just now, did it?!"

Thinking of this, Al hurriedly looked at his left arm, because he thought that this thing must be related to his left arm, but the strange thing was that the left arm covered by "steel bone" was intact, but there was a sudden discomfort in his back, a slight tingling pain.

"This..."

When Al turned his head to look behind him, he was stunned by what he saw.

Two blood-colored crystals extended from the spine behind Al's back and connected with this amber-like blood cocoon, they were already complete, and Al only moved slightly, and the crystal peeled off from Al's body, which means that this blood cocoon that resisted the turbulent flow of explosive energy for him came from his body, how is this possible?

"The second time, this is the second time Lao Tzu has saved you, what a troublemaker! I really don't know which tendon Lao Tzu chose you when there was a problem!"

The dull voice rang out from Al's heart, and he looked like he had just woken up.

"It's you, Red Ghost. ”

"How many times have you said it, call Lao Tzu's great name - Binge, you idiot!"

Al's left hand slammed uncontrollably on his head, and he suddenly picked up a large bag.

"You're here again!

"It's for a long memory!"

"Okay, okay, I'll remember, don't worry about this yet, you should open this thing, there's something important waiting for me to do outside!"

"Open, you kid should stay here honestly, it's much safer here than outside, as long as Lao Tzu is here, none of those little ghosts will want to come in." Binger looked a little arrogant, and he seemed to be confident in his own strength.

"Please, I'm going to save people, even if it's dangerous, I'm going to do it, it's my responsibility!" Al said categorically.

"Save people? If you didn't have Lao Tzu just now, you would have lost your own life, you know? Among the few little guys outside, except for the lewd man who broke an arm, everyone else can defeat you, you tell who you want to save with your ability?"

In the face of Binge's merciless taunts, Al did not show pessimism, his eyes still flashed with determination.

"No, I'm going out, my friends are out there, Mother Dorothy and the other innocent girls are out there, I have to do something, there's a light and a heat, even if I'm a firefly that can't illuminate anyone, I can't be a deserter!" Al clenched his fists, "Since you don't want to open it for me, then I'll do it myself!"

"Hmph, self-defeating little ghost!"

Bing was unmoved, it seemed that he didn't want this host of his to die in vain before it matured, and if he had to find a new one, it would be a hassle and tedious, and the main thing was that it would waste a lot of his sleeping time.

"Wind rushes into the fist!" The fist wind rushed into the crystallization wave after wave with the afterimage.

"Flame punch!" The flames burned out the air, causing the temperature in the space to rise sharply.

"Punch, punch..."

"Steel Bone" was like a flaming lion for a while, and like a dragon riding the wind for a while, punching one punch after another on the blood cocoon, but there was not even a small deformation left in the place where it was hit, but Al's left fist was already oozing blood, and every time a wound appeared, it could heal on its own in a very short time, but the intense pain was real.

Like a stubborn foal, Al desperately tries to break the shackles.

"How long do you want to fight like this, little ghost?" Binger asked, a little impatiently, his tone a little cold.

"Until it is broken. ”

"Haven't you ever thought about how it was formed? This blood cocoon will end wherever it originates, and it's good to use your brain more when you encounter problems. ”

"Where it originates and where it ends?" Al stopped his senseless attack, "These blood-like crystals are separated from my body, which means I can control it?" Red Ghost, do you mean that?!"

"Hmph, it's not hopelessly stupid yet," Bing Ai replied disregardingly, "I won't stop you if you want to die, but you have to say it first, don't tell others that you are Lao Tzu's host, I'm afraid of being embarrassed." ”

"Well, don't worry, I won't say it!"

"I ......"

If Bing still had an ontology, then he now felt that his lungs were about to be blown up.

Closing his eyes, Al carefully felt the changes in his body, and sure enough, in the deep consciousness of his mind, there was a crystal that emitted a red shimmer, which was soaked in the sea of his consciousness, as if it was an independent part, because Al did not have any connection points for this memory, as if he had been grafted into his body.

Approaching it cautiously, Al pressed his palm against the surface of the crystal, a stream of consciousness that was furious and warm slammed into his brain, nearly disrupting him in his own consciousness, and the feeling was like taming a wild red-maned fiery horse.

"It's... Is that where those blood-colored crystals come from... It's amazing... Is that you? Red Ghost, did you condense it?"

"Don't talk nonsense with me anymore, okay? If it's not Lao Tzu to help you, it can still be formed out of thin air?

"Why do you want to help me?"

Under Al's appeasement, the red crystal slowly settled down, and then it crossed Al's sea of consciousness like a red comet, and suddenly drilled into Al's back, in reality, Al's back also sent an extremely strong burning sensation, as if someone was holding a candle and roasting it behind his back.

"In order for you not to disturb Lao Tzu's rest, I have never seen a rookie like you, and if you encounter an attack that is difficult to deal with in the future, you can summon this blood crystal to help you resist, don't let Lao Tzu help you wipe your ass anymore, I want to sleep, do you understand?!"

"Red ghost, although I don't like you, I still have to say thank you. El Ninja said in pain.

When Lao Tzu takes your body, you will know that Lao Tzu is doing this purely for himself, and it is because there are too many fools like you in this world that there will be so many unscrupulous liars, unfortunately, Lao Tzu is also one of them!"

"Are you a fool or a liar?"

Al asked, and after a while the burning sensation on his back began to subside, but Bing didn't answer, just a faint snoring sound, and the guy fell asleep again.

With a light sigh, Al focused his energy on controlling the red crystal, at this time all he wanted was to let the blood cocoon break open on its own, and then he could leave here to help Li Shiyi and them.

When Al opened his eyes, a miracle happened, and many flesh and blood tissue crystals grew on his back again, and these things that looked like human tissues were connected to the blood cocoon and began to supply blood to it, and the entire blood cocoon began to slowly soften and squirm, like a large soft ball of flesh.

"Click", a jagged crack appeared on the surface of the blood cocoon in front of Al, and as the crack slowly expanded, the entire blood cocoon was split into two halves from the middle, and the flesh and blood behind it broke off from Al's back, and the blood cocoon that was broken into two halves left El.

After a slight pain, Al didn't feel particularly uncomfortable, moved his hands for a moment, and glanced back at his back, where a flame-shaped crystal pattern was carved in the light of the shattered blade.

Al felt that he was refreshed from the inside out, and the power surged from his left arm and back to every vessel, nerve and muscle tissue in his body, and there was an additional means of defense for Al to not only blindly attack in the face of danger, but also to maneuver with the enemy, which was undoubtedly a huge improvement in his ability.

"I don't know if I should thank you or hold a grudge against you, Red Ghost, but now, I can't leave my partners behind, I'm going to stand with them!"

Faced with the smoke of the battlefield, Al left everything behind him, and he fearlessly rushed forward, the "Cyborg" spewing flames and winds behind him, and in front of him was the "Storm of Blades" that could destroy the entire Sea Prison.

"Kasa, I won't be deceived by you again this time. ”

Believing that he would win, Al swooped in the direction where the puppet had roughly left, but when he saw through the thick layer of gunsmoke, he realized that the real situation was far more complicated than he had imagined.

Li Shiyi's black knife is still fierce and domineering, the black mangs he cut out are as sharp as the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and the savage "Sword Storm Storm" is still very oppressive under the control of the Clown Emperor, the clown puppet controlled by Kasa dragged a thousand paper cranes to shuttle through the air to attack, the explosion echoed everywhere, Yukiko took the "Fireball Technique" to the extreme with a swift pace like a night owl, and Suiko who was leaning on the corner and her waist and abdomen were bandaged, she had fallen into a coma.

Strangely, these people do not regard each other as their mortal enemies, and their attacks are not directed towards the opposing sides, but have a common goal.

Dressed in iron armor, the sturdy and precise parts are hidden in it, the purple-red electricity flows in the arms, a pair of eyes glow red, and almost every part of the body is designed for killing, and this "Iron Warrior" is the target of several people to attack together.

"How could it be here?!" Al couldn't help but rub his eyes, "It's really Master Anglo's 'First Machine'?!"