The alloy gate broke away from the frame and flew high into the air, eventually smashing down two medicine racks.

Mercer slowly gathered his legs from a side-kick position, and the black-and-red Katsuko did not disappear after the blow, but swayed faintly behind him, like four hungry snakes.

It was only then that the air was violently shaken by the strong wind that sent the strong smell of formalin in the hallway.

There are no researchers.

As he glanced at the scan, his pulse perception diverged around, but the pure white metal walls and black alloy doors around him bounced his pulses back.

Very well-thought-out precautions, but this is not a reason to be empty.

The walk-in sanitizer room next to it was empty, but you could also see signs of clothes that had been taken from the past by the empty hangers in some of the wardrobes. Only a few hangers still have white coats with name tags hanging from them.

Maybe they're already working.

The flickering arc beats at his fingertips, and although the current intensity is not high, with the extreme micro-manipulation ability, it is not very difficult to convert it into high-voltage electricity when he presses it on the alarm device, which temporarily overloads the alarm circuit.

For a moment and a half, it can play the role of cover.

In the next instant, Mercer reappeared in front of the airtight door that entered the real testing area. The structure of the gate is still complex and stable, but as long as it is concocted......

The painless scales inserted into the walls at the four corners of the gate, using a powerful explosive force to directly pry open the structure connecting the gate to the wall, and the pale golden power of words pierced into the more subtle seams, like several thin needles piercing the nodes.

In the end, he kicked hard in the center of the gate and passed smoothly.

This time, however, the wave of air brought not only the smell of formalin, but also an even stronger smell of blood.

Deadpool!

"Roar—"

A swooping shadow obscured his vision, but Mercer only looked up at it indifferently.

Time seemed to be stretched infinitely at this moment, the Deadpool's gaping mouth, the fragments of body tissue and blood remaining in his mouth, the sharp and narrow fangs, the scales on his cheeks that gradually dilated due to the roar, the spasms and swelling of muscles in excitement during exercise, and the burst of blue-black blood vessels, all of them were all revealed.

Metallic claws replaced Mercer's normal hands, and while Deadpool was still in the air dreaming of a predator, five sharp objects pierced his neck and plunged into his brain.

Then there was just a flash, and the five claws collided rapidly, and in Deadpool's body, it seemed that countless flowers bloomed, and the blood and bone stubble that splattered slightly from the spine from the neck to the tail formed 'petals', emitting a continuous metallic clangling sound and a dull cracking sound.

The airflow from the alloy door smashing against the wall finally blew in front of Mercer, and the fine white hair from the transition state in front of his forehead was waved. Behind him, Deadpool's limbs shattered into several pieces.

"Is this some kind of welcoming ceremony?"

Black-red filaments popped out from behind him, piercing into the limbs that had fallen to the ground, greedily sucking on the non-yet vanished biological energy.

No response.

In front of him is a hell on earth.

The grotesque Deadpools break through the research container they were in and glow with an eerie vitality, the ground covered in a layer of blood, and occasionally a few pieces of white coats floating, proving that there were once many researchers here.

As for whether there are survivors, these Deadpools, who have begun to kill each other in order to fill their stomachs, undoubtedly explain the answer.

However, they now seem to have found a new target, and thus have given up fighting their kind.

"Tsk, a bunch of brainless guys, eating so clean......"

Spider-like, insect-like with compound eyes, three-headed, six-armed, metamorphosed lower body to become a close relative of snakes, arms larger than a body, bone spurs longer than legs—as many mutants imaginable.

It is worthy of the Eight Snake Qi Families, the dragon blood family that leads the dark side of a country, and even the research is so professional.

From arthropods to mammals.

"But you probably don't know the value of what these researchers have in their heads."

Having stepped on a half-dead pool due to cannibalism, Mercer's scales began to grow slender, more destructive, and faster.

The huge fist roared with the sound of breaking wind, and it was the modified gorilla that opened the battle as a prelude.

With such a crude trick, you don't even have to go out of your way to crack it. The sharp claws piercing into the epidermis ensure the smooth force, and the small arm of the giant fist is grasped with one hand, although the muscle bulge is as thick as the thighs of three or four people combined, but the gorilla loses its center of gravity when it follows the direction of the huge force, using the ground as the fulcrum to guide the direction of power.

After a soft "snort", the shriveled head was pulled out along with the spine, and the reason why it did not fall immediately was because the tentacles extending from Mercer's body for devouring were more or less supported for a while.

"Poor brain capacity, except for anger, murder and hunger, there is no room for superfluous instincts."

After absorbing the memories of the dragonized orangutan, Mercer immediately pressed the rest of the content into the sea of memories precipitated by various impurities and fragments.

Unsurprisingly, how can a failure product with a mere lack of ancestry variant have any other value than that used as a reference for genetic mutations.

"You should have a few brains left."

Naturally, no Deadpool could understand him, but the disdain and the seductive 'aroma' of living creatures had long since made them unable to resist their instincts.

The giant tail that ricocheted at a speed comparable to that of a pistol bullet volleyed, and there were several sharp bone spurs that flew out, not to mention the rest of Deadpool, who had no long-range means of attacking, had already pounced within three meters of him long before they even started fighting, and his mouthparts, sharp teeth, giant claws, and scale armor were all hit.

Is it dangerous?

The scale that he couldn't suppress for a long time turned into several blood shadows and disappeared into the air, and Mercer in Deadpool's eyes also disappeared.

It's probably dangerous.

The claws that almost turned into thunder burst into the group of Deadpools, and the claws that collided in the speed of rotation sent out a line of sparks, and then disappeared into the tide of blood and flesh. The two fifth-rank claws were like two meat grinders with full power, turning into the most violent means of attack under fine control, smashing and slicing all enemies who dared to stand in his way.

In contrast to the claws that swirled wildly like a storm, the four usually mighty scales took on the role of assassins who broke through.

The proud and powerful flesh of the unguarded Deadpools was as fragile as paper in front of the scales, and even the scale armor that had to be cut back and forth frequently to shred was only a blow through the faint blood shadow in the air.

Deadpool isn't a target.

The instincts inherent in the bloodline are strengthened again after crossing the critical blood limit, and by comparison, nature's most intelligent and cruel predators are probably not a tenth of them.

At the same time, there is no cooperative predation relationship between the same species, which means that after their attacks are superimposed, there are enough flaws to follow; But once the number of attacks increases to a boundary, combined with their strong physical strength and strange organ structure after mutation, they can form an irregular covering and blocking network.

Super A-level ...... No, even a genuine S-class can only drink hatred under such an attack, at most causing huge damage before dying.

It's a pity it's too slow.

"Boom-"

The loud bang, and even the sound waves, were no less powerful than the impact of the concussions, and they all transmitted violent vibrations to the upper and lower floors.

In the empty research hall, the few large pieces of equipment had long since been reduced to a pile of tattered iron, and the few walls used for polite partitions had sunk into pools of blood.

As a result, tons of air will also sweep and crash.

The premise of exceeding several times the speed of sound is that it is necessary to use the spirit of speech to expel the air to form vacuum channels, and these channels only have the value of being used once, so when several Deadpools shuttle and attack, they inevitably leave several vacuum 'channels' that are collapsing and recovering.

As his fastest attack, it is impossible for him to be slower than his movement speed.

Countless air cavities and absences were left in this space, and the chaotic air pressure caused by it finally ushered in a violent counterattack, but when the counterattack came, Mercer had already easily leapt into the air with the help of the convection impact, and after an elegant backflip, the scales pierced into the ceiling, immobilizing his body and being able to launch a surprise attack at any time.

It was only then that the dull sound of the scales piercing the scales, the thunderous claws of the claws, and the cracking of flesh and bones were finally belated, and a series of short, out-of-tune pieces of music were finally played.

Many of the Deadpools scattered on the ground didn't understand the contrast between loudness and silence until they died.

In their eyes, they have not even fully captured the image of their prey, and it has become fragments.

“…… It's time to speed things up. ”

Once on the ground, Mercer reached out and twisted the snake-tailed Deadpool that followed—a symbolic gesture. Under the full force of the spirit of words, like twisting a dry towel, all the bones of the floating Deadpool were crushed. As for the shards of internal organs and blood that spurted out of the seven orifices, they were treated the same as all the shards on the ground, and they were swallowed by the filaments that he extended.

The piercing sirens also arrived after the massacre, which lasted less than half a minute, and it was clear that the alarm system of the Snake Qi Hachiya was not as bad as he had imagined.

"Bang-"

As you get into the state, you can even tear down the door more quickly.

So, he finally smiled and saw the Deadpools still rioting and killing behind the door, and the researchers who were not yet dead and wailing.

The pure black ominous mask condensed, and the slender scales mutated into a centipede-like shape that had no beauty and only fear.

Once again, a storm of carnage swept through the ξ layer.

(Update does what it says ~.)

In the future, there will be at least weekly changes, and the specific days during the period will mainly depend on the brain.

In addition, if you don't want to give a reward, you can recommend it, and Dianniang, a creature that is only arrogant, is not suitable for everyone to raise. ）