After the 9th district was resolved, the 10-member team went on to deal with the problems in the 19th and fourth districts, and by this time, the number of people actually killed by the virus had exceeded 100,000. However, the news was still released by a media control group belonging to the Virus Control Command of the City of San Diego, and the number released to the public did not exceed 4,000. It's not that the truth hasn't been announced, but the fact that 4,000 people have died from a sudden unnamed virus and that the Atlanta Centers for Disease Control and Prevention has yet to come up with a credible treatment plan, or even a stopgap situation, has caused panic in the United States and around the world. The proposal of the World Health Organization's Infectious Disease Investigation Team to participate in the investigation was rejected on the grounds that there was no way to guarantee the safety of the persons involved in the investigation for the time being. This gesture of not letting the news leak out as much as possible has made the outside world have a variety of speculations. In such a situation, the question of when the world will be able to get the real news is an unanswerable question. Maybe it's the next moment, maybe never.

Werewolves appeared at the airport in Los Angeles. Insula answered the phone and said eagerly. When CDC troops arrived in San Diego and began to take on increasingly onerous clean-up tasks with great professionalism, Sula's ability to stay on top of the situation was greatly improved. The mysterious and changing temperament of Insula made the team members he brought out with him a little reverence when they said every word.

The appearance of werewolves in Los Angeles and San Diego are different. Santiago is, at best, a satellite city with a sizable population, an area with a more pronounced ethnic settlement. For the spread of the virus, the channels of contact with the outside world are limited, and the blockade can be extremely effective. But not in Los Angeles. There are so many ways to get out of this hugely open city, and Los Angeles Airport has a sizable number of flights to the rest of the world, and it's a serious situation if a virus-infected person or any werewolf or vampire or something like that leaves the area in this way. Although Orpheum has not yet been found, it is conceivable that a guy of Orphein's status will not participate in the basic distribution of the virus. At the moment, Orphen is far less dangerous than the werewolves and vampires.

Everyone began to realize that perhaps this was another opportunity for the Dark Council to seek a decisive battle with the Truth Society and American society. If they can spread the virus everywhere, it is likely to cause mass deaths all over the world, at least in the United States, and then it will not be possible to deal with it by any cover-up.

Leaving military officers, local San Diego police officers and virologists behind, the rest of the men swooped straight for Los Angeles. Two jeeps loaded with a lot of equipment and weapons sped away towards Los Angeles.

Even though he doesn't have a local driver's license in the United States, Zuo Lin is responsible for driving the car in front of him at this moment. Insula and Emile sat in the passenger seat and in the back, respectively. After dozens of hours of continuous fighting, the Tai family was very tired. Emile strapped himself to his seat with a seat belt and fell asleep. After such a long and unpleasant battle, Emile's expression at the moment was one of silence and seriousness that was not commensurate with her usual performance, and perhaps, even in her dreams, she would look back over and over these killings that she did not want. No one is immune to blood on their hands. Emile is no exception, and now Emile is more inclined to do these things for the sake of his friends, for his children, for his lovers, than for those who seem to be insignificant. She knows that these people are not actually insignificant, and once the virus spreads to a certain extent, it will completely get out of people's control and turn into a catastrophe that will sweep through all of humanity.

On the road leading from San Diego to Los Angeles, two lanes were set aside for the Command Headquarters to transport personnel and supplies. On both lanes, they can gallop without restrictions. There's nothing wrong with that, except for being a little more eye-catching. There is no way to do this. Since the news of the virus began to be spread out inconsistently, those who could afford to leave San Diego have driven out of San Diego after passing quarantine. And in San Diego, on the tip of a small peninsula, the places you can go are quite limited, and Los Angeles is undoubtedly the best option to accommodate almost any number of people.

Just as Zuo Lin was thinking crankily and pressing the accelerator, a rocket came from the side. The distance was too close, and the amount of launch advance had already been calculated, and the rocket, which used one window as the launch window and the other window as the exhaust port for the tail flame, smashed firmly on the compartment of Zuo Lin's car, and an orange-red flame immediately enveloped the entire car.

For them, what is more dangerous is not that the vehicle flipped 360 degrees and then fell back to the ground - it did not seem to affect the operation of the engine at all, nor did it penetrate the heat of the ** tongue of fire and thick red flames into the car, but only the bombardment wave generated by the explosion - but the large and small airbags that suddenly popped out from the back of the interior of the vehicle. Their original speed was too fast, and Zuo Lin only subconsciously stepped on the brakes, but he didn't have the ability to adjust the degree to which the car deviated from the original trajectory at once. The green light flashed, and a layer of green thorns grew on Zuo Lin's body, which burst through the air bag at once. The next moment, a fuel tanker truck suddenly appeared in front of him, and he lifted the steering wheel hard to the side, but Wulin still failed to let the vehicle avoid the container truck in time, and the front of the car still hit the bumper at the back of the container truck.

The car behind rubbed a puff of white smoke on the ground, leaving a long black tire trail on the road before braking the car, and did not hit the back of Zuo Lin's car and crashed into a string. When several people in the car were about to jump out of the car to see the situation, the roof of the container truck was lifted and thrown to the side of the road, and the four sides of the baffle fell to the ground with a bang. A thick black juice poured towards the two jeeps, and the people who had been hiding in the containers kept shooting at them with light machine guns in their hands. The dense barrage broke through the liquid and smashed into the Jeep's hull. He didn't even have time to throw the spirit armor on Emile and Insula, Zuo Lin could only open the spirit armor on his body and use his body to protect Emile and Insula. He held Emile tightly in his arms, holding Emile tightly as he tried to break away and fight back eagerly. Insula, on the other hand, transforms in an instant, turning herself into a strong bear that is naturally not so easy to penetrate.

As the droplets flowed down the body to the ground and were about to burrow into the interior of the vehicle through the holes in the body, Sulla tore open the entire Jeep's rear door from the back of the car, allowing the upward-opening rear door, which was designed to store bulky items, as an exit to the passage.

"Come out, there's something wrong with that liquid outside. Insula shouted.

Emile felt that Zuolin's physical condition was not right on his body, and a stream of hot liquid flowed through his clothes to Emile. Zuo Lin was bleeding. "Are you alright......", Emile asked uncertainly, reaching out and touching Zuolin's back. The armor formed by the Spirit Armor Technique was torn into pieces and stuck to the body. After all, the defensive speed of the Spirit Armor Technique is limited. When the speed of the bullet in contact with the body exceeds the fact that there is no time and reaction to continue to inject the force of nature into the Psitron, what the Psitron can do is use it as a body armor that may be strong enough, but the material is more brittle.

Almost instantly, Emile replenished himself and Zuo Lin with the Spirit Armor Technique, and turned over and covered Zuo Lin's body. Insula smashed the rear of the car and dragged Zolin and Emile out. Insula pulled a cart over and barricaded it to the side, forming a barrier, hiding Zolin and Emile in a corner where bullets and droplets could not touch.

"Holy Light Barrier!" In the midst of this, the two knights teamed up to cast a divine defensive spell to block the three of them from another splash of liquid. The "Magnetic King" was also freed from the pain of being strangled by his seat belt, and as he focused, the bullets fired at the druids stopped in mid-air and fell to the ground. Although he was a little tired, he was still able to move the cars whose owners had left in horror to the front of the car where Zolin and the others were, and put them together with the barrier formed by the two cars, giving the druids better protection.

"Pull back!" the knights ducked behind the cart, firing a bunch of bullets with their hands, shouting at the druids to cover them for retreat. The "Magnetic King" is also trying to make a shelter for them with the various metals around it.

Insula pulled Emile. Emile felt that Zolin's body had no obvious reaction due to blood loss and the violent concussion of the bullet, and he was a little angry. If it weren't for the fact that there was almost no strain at such a close distance, Zuo Lin would never have suffered such a serious injury in an instant. When a large part of this injury was caused by self-protection, it made Emile even more angry.

The proud little girl pushed Zolin to Insula, not at all afraid that it was now on the bustling highway, surrounded by panicked crowds, and directly used part of the Transfiguration. The angelic wings hula unfurled, unlike the previous just for the purpose of reconnaissance. This time it was Emile's full strength, and even the exertion of 120 power under enrage. Her white wings were like two giant scythes, and with that flap of their outstretch, she sliced through the roof of the burning jeep they were, and she jumped straight from the roof to meet the enemy who had turned from a surprise attack to a strong attack.

No sooner had he jumped out of the roof of the car, with neither speed nor height, than a werewolf easily landed his paw on Emile. Emile used another part of the Transfiguration, the Tiger Form. Her wings were still flapping hard, maintaining her balance, trying to lift herself into the air, but her body had turned into a tiger. The image of the "Flying Tiger" is really strong and weird. The werewolf's claws, which had barely been attached to Emile's body, became meaningless, and the transformation was completed in an instant, and Emile's claws were cut off as soon as his claws were closed. Emile then reverted to a human form with a pair of holy-looking wings...... Like an angry angel. (Full Text)

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