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But the female Zerg's feet were like steel tongs, nailing him firmly in place. After spotting his movements, the female Zerg also mischievously spun and rotated her heels, causing the heels to sink deeper into Nick's lumbar interstitial space.

Nick's heart ached.

Nick's mother's upper body hung limply from the arms of the male Zerg.

Her eyes were half-open and confused, not knowing if she saw Nick.

But she was still muttering softly to herself.

"Son......

The male zerg lifted Nick's mother and threw it at the fire.

The human body smashed into flames, splashing scattered sparks. Nick's mother screamed shortly, bitterly. Flames danced like snakes around her, crawling down her raised arms to her fingertips. Bright reds and yellows everywhere.

Then, the female Zerg pulled Nick's hair and used the sharp blades of her hands and forearms to cut off the back of Nick's neck, from the skin to the muscles, all the way to the bones.

Throwing Nick down, the two zergs nodded to each other and jumped out of the mansion. The two zergs didn't stay long, and after a few jumps in the night, they could no longer be found.

The mansion has been transformed into a giant torch. Except for the sound of building materials bursting from the inside when they were heated, it was so quiet that there was no sound.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly the window shattered again.

A ball of fireball fell from a distance of more than a dozen meters and fell to the ground with almost no cushion. Behind them was a fireball that was a few sizes smaller.

After landing, it is obvious that the small fireball is more dexterous. It landed in the soft flower beds, and although the flowers inside were mostly scorched by the heat, the soil below was still soft and wet. Small fireballs rolled in the dirt, and the flames that weren't too strong on their bodies were quickly extinguished.

The little boy staggered to his feet.

The flames left their mark on him. He was covered in blisters, and his right cheek was burned to reveal his blackened teeth, and he looked a bit like a little zombie. But he frowns very humanly when he walks. So although his walking posture is also very stiff and swaying, when others see it, they shouldn't treat him as dead.

However, although his body was badly burned, and the torn part between his legs had just been repaired, and he was still very delicate, he still used his fastest speed to rush to the location where the big fireball landed.

The landing of the large fireball was like two corpses. Instead of the little boy's good fortune, they landed on the hard marble floor tiles in the yard. But luckily, the house had a ring of tiles near the house, rather than directly bordering the grassy courtyard, so the fire did not cause a tragedy of burning the company's camp.

…… But if the fire really spread earlier, maybe the nearby residents could have found it earlier and come to the rescue earlier. Even if this so-called neighborhood is at least equal to twenty or thirty kilometers.

The world is unpredictable.

Regardless, the big fireball was a completely hard landing when it landed. The only cushions are Nick's two legs.

But even so, the man in Nick's arms barely took the impact. One can imagine how much impact Nick absorbed with his body.

The little boy ran over and slapped the flames directly on Nick's body with his hand.

Nick gently lowered the man in his arms to the ground.

Although, that can no longer be called a person. The human body is actually not a good fuel, just like the beef and mutton chops in a barbecue restaurant, if heated too much, most of them will be burnt, but they will rarely burn like firewood. That's what Nick's mother is like now. Although she still has some good flesh on her body under Nick's cover, and most of her head is intact, she is taller than Nick, and the legs that Nick failed to cover have become skeletons. His abdomen and arms were also shriveled and charred, and he could no longer find a single human appearance. And her hair and scalp were still burning.

But even so, Nick's mother's eyes were still open, or rather not open, but their eyelids were burned. In a trance, Nick seemed to see his mother roll her eyeball, but when she looked closely, it had already split in half in the heat.

"No ......"

Nick scrambled to extinguish the fire in his mother's hair. Anyway, his hand was already badly burned, and he didn't feel anything, and two slaps on the fire were nothing.

Then Nick ripped open his mother's clothes, which were almost all ashes, and leaned down to listen to his mother's heartbeat.

Nick's mother's breasts are also covered with blisters, but at least the skin needs to be there to have blisters, right? Beneath that, Nick seemed to hear his mother's heart shrinking faintly.

"Hold on! Mother! ”

Nick shouted, learning the rescue techniques he had seen on TV, pressing his mother's chest with his hands together and slamming it hard.

With a click, Nick crushed his mother's ribs.

Nick stayed there until he was doused with dirt from the flower bed that the boy had fetched, and he realized that he had been on fire.

But what's the point?

He was the one who should have been burned in the fire.

If he hadn't returned to his mother, neither his mother, nor the people in the mansion behind him, who had been silent, would have experienced this nightmarish night.

If he was shrewd enough not to take for granted that the murderer was his father's comrade, let alone think that the crisis had been resolved, and his father's comrade would not hurt his mother even if he hated him so much, then he would have prepared to extinguish the fire that had not yet taken shape.

It's him. It's all because of the sinful blood in his body. If he wasn't a Zerg, how could the Zerg killer find his home! It's all his fault!

Nick knelt in front of his mother, crying helplessly.

The arm was caught. Nick lifted his hazy teary eyes and saw the little boy's hideous face full of pure worry.

“…… Is there any way for the Zerg to give their lives to others? ”

Nick asked in a deep nasal voice.

Just let him die. Let him go and get his mother back.

The little boy shook his head helplessly.

But soon, the little boy said anxiously: "She's not dead yet." ”

"But how can I save her." Nick was startled.

In the whole house, only he and the little boy were mixed.

This is not difficult to understand, both of them are Zerg, with rough skin and thick meat.

But the little boy had obviously been hit hard by the female Zerg before. Of course, it's not much better now, but the wounds on his body are basically burned by fire. Didn't they all get fatally wounded when they ran away in the sewers before?

Can the bloodline of the Zerg not only save themselves, but also others?

Nick took a sharp bite and bit his own wrist.

His bite was not ordinary, and the bright red arteries spurted out at once, falling on the charred body of Nick's mother. (To be continued.) )