Jacob had been frowning since he arrived in the sewers, the environment and the smell were unbearable for the exquisite, and in his worldview, such places were no different from hell.

"When it's over, I'm going to have a good shower, a mixed bath of roses and milk, and forget about it. Jacob reached out and covered his nose, trying not to smell it.

He didn't take out the map to see where he was, but kept walking forward by feeling, and the rats on the road made him feel so sick that he tried not to look at these things as much as possible.

Five minutes later, Jacob noticed that there was a faint streak of blood on the ground in front of him!

Although it looked like it had been a long time and the marks were a little blurred, it was still possible to tell that someone had dragged some bleeding creature here.

Jacob knew very well in his mind that the creature was human.

He ran briskly along the bloodstains, trying to get rid of the trouble here and get out of this hellish place.

A few minutes later, he heard a large number of footsteps around a corner, and he stopped and peeked inside.

I saw that countless xenos were constantly gnawing on the corpses all over the ground, and some of these corpses looked to have been dead for a long time and were randomly thrown aside.

Some of them seem to have just died, and Jacob is furious when he sees this, his parents are witchers who have been killed by xenos, and his hatred for xenos is unimaginable to ordinary people.

"It's been getting worse lately, phew. A middle-aged man stopped eating, spit out the minced meat in his mouth after taking a sip, and then said to the xenos on the side: "There is not a single rare bloodline, all of them are ordinary people." ”

"Hmph, don't be dissatisfied, if you go it alone, you'll die soon, what do you think this is?" said an old man who was constantly gnawing on his thigh.

"But then again, that witcher last time was really delicious, but it's a pity that there are no women, otherwise I must have a good time. The middle-aged man smiled lewdly, and he didn't know if he still had this function after becoming a xenomorph.

As he spoke with a lewd smile on his face, he suddenly tasted a strange smell, some sweet, and at the same time, he noticed that his surroundings were filled with purple smoke at some point.

"What is this?" he said a little strangely, "when did it float in, it tasted good." ”

He took a few more hard breaths.

The other xenos also stopped eating after seeing the psychedelic purple smoke.

"Ahh

"It's poison gas! Damn!" the xenomorph reacted, and immediately stood up and ran inside.

"It's getting late, you monsters!" Jacob said coldly, standing up.

All the xenos looked at him, but none of the xenos still had the ability to attack him at this time, and each xenomorph felt that his body was rapidly decaying, and it was very difficult to even move.

"This is the power of my blood, Dream Purple Mist!" Jacob said as he walked towards the lair behind the xenos as he took out his phone and sent the coordinates of the location.

Where he walked, the purple mist soared, and the xenomorphs dissolved even faster.

He looked up at the so-called xenomorph headquarters, only to see that there were many discarded freezers placed side by side, and these xenos didn't know where to get the wires, these freezers were all running, and each freezer still had a part of human tissue stored in it!

"These bastards!" Jacob sped up, intending to destroy the xenomorph nest outright.

Jacob's ability is this poisonous mist, which is extremely toxic to humans and xenos, and xenos will quickly decay under this poisonous gas.

At the same time, like the rest of the Calamity Squad, this ability is also indiscriminate, which is why Joshuel orders everyone to act alone.

Each member of the Calamity Team has the destructive power of S-class witchers, and the only drawback is that they have difficulty controlling their abilities.

Jacob became more and more frightened, the number of corpses in it was far greater than he had imagined, and at the same time, the aliens had actually learned from humans and built a dwelling in this gloomy sewer.

"How many people have these bastards killed, no wonder they sent us, it seems that they have reached the point where they will stop at nothing to eliminate them. Jacob thought to himself.

There are also a lot of xenos along the way, but these xenos lost their combat ability and became a puddle of flesh and mud not long after Jacob's poison, and Jacob only needed to lightly drop a drop of H3 reagent on this group of xenomorphs at the end to completely solve them.

But he also knew in his heart that it was impossible for the xenomorphs to gather together spontaneously and develop into such a large scale.

Rare bloodlines are a feast for xenos, and they may even have cannibalism for the sake of rare bloodlines, but listening to what the xenos said just now, their food is distributed regularly, so they must have a leader who organizes them and controls the food at the same time.

And the guy who can become the leader of the xenomorphs must undoubtedly be the strongest among them!

Although Jacob has a huge range of attacks, he has not relaxed, he is very aware of his weakness, that is, he has no other means of attack except for this poisonous mist, his body is very fragile, once he is close to the alien, he will be in danger, which is very similar to Luo Qing (?).

Jacob didn't have time to calculate how many xenos he had eliminated, and the group of guys had taken over an entire sewer pipe, and the scope was huge.

"Hey, boy!" a very strong-sounding voice called him, and Jacob looked over to see that it was a very tall xenomorph, looking at him with an excited expression.

"Another witcher is coming to die, hahaha, you seem to have some strength!" The xenomorph didn't seem to be afraid of Jacob's poisonous mist, but Jacob took a closer look and found that this guy's body was constantly reborn at a rapid pace, and the speed was very alarming, so it didn't look like anything was wrong.

"Trouble, it's a regenerative xeno!" Jacob secretly screamed in his heart, and hurriedly narrowed the scope of the poisonous mist to prevent himself from being injured when other members came to support.

Although his poisonous mist is a little buggy, he is not invincible, otherwise he would not be a member of the Calamity Squad, and the Demon Hunter Organization would have built a separate poison tower for him, and people would have called him the tower master!