Chapter 1: Advent
At night, the clouds obscured the moonlight, and the road that had just rained looked a little wet, but the city, which was still alive and well at night, was quiet today. On the streets and alleys, only the street lamps are still working diligently, and no one is walking.
'MD, what the hell is going on! β
Li Ming walked alone in the dim light, looking at the dark silence around him, and couldn't help but shudder.
"Damn teacher, don't I just owe a few homework papers and a few papers, can I afford to stay so late?" Thinking of the head teacher's stiff old ** face and sharp and angry criticism, Li Ming felt angry. "It's almost 11 o'clock before you let me go! Dead old **, it's convenient for you to live in school, but I live far away! β
Annoyed, he kicked open an empty can on the road, and the can clattered and rolled out, but it seemed to hit the wall of the alley and bounced back, rolling back at his feet again.
"Make no mistake! A can is against me...... Well? β
Li Ming looked at the can that was slowly rolling back, and his pupils suddenly contracted - there was a lot of scarlet liquid on it.
"Hey...... No...... No way? Li Ming felt that he was speaking with a trilling voice at the moment, and his legs were also frightened. Plots from many horror novels and movies came to his mind, but his sanity told him that he shouldn't scare himself, and that the red liquid must just be the red paint dropped by the painter.
"Paint, it must be paint...... Li Ming bent down, lightly tapped the red part, and then put it under the tip of his nose and sniffed it, but suddenly his soul was in a rage, and he fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.
That's the smell of blood.
After a long time, the panic, excitement, and all kinds of terrifying plot developments all turned around in his mind dozens of times, and he came to his senses slightly. It's just that after this slowing down and thinking about it just now, I can't help but feel a burst of blush for my previous shameful appearance-isn't it just a little blood! How can the plot in a horror novel movie be taken seriously? Maybe someone needs help? Besides, the security of this city is not bad, and I haven't encountered a single homicide in a few years, so it's impossible to let myself run into it today, right? In the usual lottery, he is lucky to draw a quasi-child!
'Maybe what's interesting?' β
Students, at a young age, all kinds of curiosity must be indispensable; Coupled with the strength of the blood, the courage is not much smaller. So, after adjusting his mood and courage for a while, Li Ming boldly walked towards that side and shouted in a low voice.
"Is there anyone there? How can I help? β
No one agreed, but seeing that the alley without street lights was dark, he didn't dare to go in directly, and after thinking for a while, he turned on the screen of his mobile phone to use the light.
The screen emitted a faint bright light, and the road surface illuminated was a little seeping, but before Li Ming took a few more steps, he saw an extremely terrifying picture: about a few meters away, a large splash of blood paved the ground, emitting a strong fishy smell, and even on the wall, there was a lot of it; If you look closely, you will see that there are still a few pieces of skin, a few small pieces of organ that cannot be distinguished, and half of the stump of flesh and bones lying on the ground in a messy manner.
There was nothing to say, Li Ming immediately turned around and knelt on the ground and vomited, not to mention whether he had the strength to scream, he didn't even have time to think about anything at all-he was not very bold when he encountered such a scary and disgusting scene, it was not something that a high school student's psychological element could bear.
What he didn't see was that the blood trail moved strangely and gathered together, and then turned into a spike of flesh and blood, bursting out and stabbing the back of his head.
It was a crucial scene that he hadn't seen or avoided - so it was the last scene of his life.
Li Ming, who didn't even have time to snort, cut off all sound and fell straight to the ground; The blood stain seemed to be very excited, and it squirmed forward with all its might, until it touched Li Ming's body, and then it began to devour with terrible disgust. As Li Ming's body gradually assimilated and disappeared, another body made of pure flesh and blood slowly rose from the pool of blood:
First, a bloodless hand stretched out, then an arm, chest, head, abdomen, thighs...... When the bloodstains disappeared completely, another handsome young man appeared.
"Damn, it's really a life of nine deaths......"
The young man, in fact, Mercer, clenched his fists and made a "Karakhala" sound. Killing someone is already a trivial matter, and he doesn't bother to care whether others are innocent or unlucky; At this time, his mind was still replaying all kinds of thrilling scenes on the ice field.
After he escaped from Black Swan Harbor, a Su-27 fighter from an air base didn't know what perspective to drive, and actually rushed straight in his direction, and machine guns and missiles poured wildly like no money. And that's not all, after narrowly escaping several rounds of attacks by this fighter, three or four more of the same one came over, and they cooperated with each other to launch a tightly intertwined network of firepower.
If his jumping ability is several times higher, maybe he can pick up the fighter jet and get away with it; If he had the [Wind Whip] form, he would even be able to knock out all of these planes - but he was still only in his initial form, without any ability to change, and only relied on all kinds of deadly hard resistance and dodging for a full ten minutes, and finally survived until the vacuum bomb buried in Black Swan Harbor exploded, blasting him and the fighters into the air.
'System, what's the situation I'm in right now?' β
There was a long time before that was a blank memory for him, and he only began to recover when he had just devoured the poor baby, and he had to resort to the system as a last resort.
[Di - The host fell into a deep sleep due to lack of life energy, but since the Dragon Three prequel world has been basically completed, the host is teleported to the Dragon II prequel world. Since the host could not continue the original plot after the completion of Bondarev's identity, the system drew up the original plot to substitute into the world. In the case of a small deviation, this method does not cause confusion and suspicion. ]
In other words, you draw up a fake Bondarev on board and let him sail to the waters of Japan while doing a solid job on the ship. In the end, let Herzog, who is not dead, take over this fake guy and get those plans and preparations, right? β
[Tick - The host is smart and not wrong.] ]
'Hah! You're a good guy and know one of my many great things! Promising! β
[β¦β¦ The system says that there is no cure for the host's hubris and comics, as it is no longer a matter of physiology and genes. ]
'Are you trying to say I've teased me to the depths of my soul?!' Damn, Sun thief! Do you dare to fight me?! β
[β¦β¦ Did you hit the system? ]
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