He should have been eaten! Inkmark scolded secretly. Bloody, skinless, short, humanoid zombies crawled out of their cocoons one after another. Ink Marks didn't know if he was going to continue to deal with the sea of corpses in front of him, or if he was dealing with the bloody people behind him.

"Ding-" The elevator arrived. Without hesitation, Inkmark rolled backwards as he ripped off one of the corpse's armed belts.

As soon as the ink marks retreated, the zombies swarmed in. It's like a dam bursting, it's unstoppable.

The flesh cocoons burst one after another, and at this time the blood still did not attack, they seemed to be waiting for something.

Ink Mark was not in the mood to care about this, so he pulled a hand and thunder from his armed belt and threw it behind him. In addition to the violent explosions, there was also a dazzling white light mixed with a heat wave, sweeping the zombies. Ink Marks didn't expect that there was a white phosphorus hand/thunder that he threw out! Doing so here is almost like looking for death!

The impact of the high-explosive ** is first of all to blow up the water pipe of the fire protection system, a large amount of tap water through the fire sprinkler and water pipe, poured on the white flame, the violent high temperature produced by the combustion of white phosphorus, instantly, containing the high temperature of water vapor, turned this laboratory into a steam furnace. Fortunately, this can block the attack and give the ink a little breather.

A piece of shrapnel sticking to white phosphorus sliced through Inkmark's arm, and Inkmark's left arm immediately began to burn. Ink Marks endured the burning pain and forcibly tore off the piece of flesh to prevent it from being burned into white bones by white phosphorus. He trembled to the side of the elevator, and before he could press the button, those short bloody people who had been honest just now suddenly became embarrassed, roared and rushed up.

They are very agile and very fast. In the blink of an eye, the ink marks were overwhelmed, and they were pressed one by one. Tear at the arms, thighs, stomach, and face with ink marks.

The signal of death is transferred to the brain, causing the virus's pain-suppressing effect to instantly fail, and the ink marks scream in pain, but they can't break free no matter what.

"Sting!" The right side of his face was bitten off, and his teeth and gums were exposed.

"Ugh." Mo Mo stood beside him, looking at him desperately. It's not that he doesn't want to help, it's that he doesn't have that ability at all, he's just a fantasy.

"Morning ...... ......" An ink mark sprang out of his stomach with a tentacle, and the tentacle pierced the six zombies hard, throwing them away, and then slapped the zombies that were pressing his limbs away, and after doing this, the tentacles also withered, slowly retracted, and his intestines were smashed out by the tentacles. The ink mark consciousness was about to disappear, but he still tried his best to wake himself up, stuffed his intestines back, and then crawled into the elevator, little by little.

The bloody zombies that were knocked out were not dead, and they let out baby-like cries in unison.

The sound penetrated into Inkmark's brain, and a pain that cracked from the inside out of his brain made Inkmark almost faint, and he did his best to stand up and press the close button. Walk...... This was the only consciousness of the ink mark, and he watched in a daze, as a large group of zombies rushed in, and they were only one step away from reaching in.

"Click." The elevator doors closed, and the ink trail sped to the roof.

Inkmark felt the loss of his life force, he was in tatters, and there was no place where he was intact. He touched his broken face and said to Mo Mo, "Tell ...... I...... How to live. ”

"Eat, eat your right arm, and I'll help you control the flow of blood and prioritize the restoration of internal organs. If it's not enough, you eat your left arm and keep it to run. It should be four minutes before the explosion, alas. Mo Mo said in Mo Mo's mind.

When Mo Mo spoke, Mo Mo had already ripped off his right arm and gnawed on. For the sake of his sister...... My only relative...... Stay alive...... Certain......

The internal organs of the ink mark quickly recovered, and the belly began to close.

"Not enough!"

"Click! Let's do it! Tentacles sprang out from behind the ink marks and tore off his left arm. Inkmarks ate like crazy, even down to the bones.

Mo Mo tried to control the healing of the wound and tried to continue to mobilize energy, but the energy in his body was basically exhausted. And also...... Fat! Skin! And if it's not enough...... Then the facial features.

It's really not enough, even if the wound is healed, there is no guarantee of the battle that the ink marks may face after they go out. The virus in the ink mark frantically devours fat, and at the same time, even the ears, nose, and lips are degenerated, turning them into nutrients and carrying them to all parts of the body. The ink marks quickly dried up. After paying this price, Inkmark barely regained his wound and some of his strength within three minutes.

Annina had already pulled the plane around the rooftop, she couldn't wait any longer, it was going to explode in the next minute, and if not to be blown up, she might be infected to death. "Damn, damn it, this Bi, Chi, hurry up!"

Inkmark slammed the door open, and saw that the plane had risen. He sped up his sprint, and a large cloud of black mist erupted from behind his body, pushing the ink marks out.

"You can't jump up at this height!"

The Inkmark tentacle saved his life again at this time, hooking the hatch and pulling it up.

In the next second, a dull explosion came from the bottom of the building, and the ground exploded violently, and the building, which was more than fifty stories high, overturned and collapsed, smashing into another adjacent building, followed by another explosion.

Anina sped up. "God bless ......"

"Boom! Bang! "There was an explosion, a huge shock wave, that shook the plane around.

The plane's sirens went off non-stop.

Anina gritted her teeth, clenched the lever, and tried desperately to stabilize the plane.

Looking back and looking down, the entire surface of the earth has collapsed, and it has sunk into the earth for several kilometers.

Inkmark stared down and sighed.

Another helicopter suddenly appeared on their side, and a machine gun, hand, Andrews, strafed them, and bullets came in. Mo Ning'er, who was sitting next to the ink mark, was shot.

"Don't be stunned! Shoot! Anina screamed as she ducked.

Moji looked at the gun next to him and smiled bitterly, no hands, hehe. "You will live."

Rushed out of the cabin and pounced on Andrews on their plane.

Andrews looked at the madman flying over, and was just about to shoot when he was knocked down by the ink-streaked tentacles through his chest. Inkmarks also crashed into the cabin of Andrews' helicopter.

Andrei shouted in despair: "No! Don't kill me! ”

As soon as the driver turned around and raised his gun, he was bitten to death by the ink.

"Ahh Andrei completely broke down and jumped with a box.

The contents of the box spilled out. Virus!

Ink Marks' heart sank, cold sweat broke out, and without the slightest hesitation, he jumped down with the box.

"Inkmarks! wo cao

i ma！ You're a fool! Retaining! Mo Mo went crazy and scolded hoarsely.

In the air of a thousand meters, the virus was scattered, and the ink marks only had about eight seconds to react and collect, and the black mist wrapped around his body tried its best to change direction for him. Inkmark struggled to collect the virus in his arms in the air, and his tentacles grabbed the last one, ready to open the tentacles and the black mist to buffer. Falling to the ground hard, blood spurting from all over his body, he didn't feel anything, his vision became blurred, looking at the broken blue reagent under him, and his eyelids drooped weakly.

"Still failed...... I'm sorry......