The spirits walked to school, to work, to medical treatment with their injuries. Waiting for treatment or "cleanup".

A minute ago it was stormy, and a minute later it was calm.

It took less than five minutes for the wide, long street next to the third settlement to be completely cleared. Only a golden figure with a sword and a large lump of hard mud was left standing in the deserted street.

Tang Yun had already controlled the spiritual backlash brought by the [Berserker Armor], and he tried to take a few steps forward with his sword, but his feet were sticky and slippery. When he lowered his head, he saw that the blood of the spirits and himself had melted into a small river, at least it had not reached the soles of his shoes. The remnants of the geists were everywhere. A clean, wide street almost turned into a road to hell. There were corpses everywhere, blood red.

Last night's battle was really tough. Sibo was parasitic on Tang Yun when he was 14 years old, and it was nearly seven years in the blink of an eye. The sudden separation from the parasite of the symbiotic relationship caused Tang Yun to suffer a lot of injuries. His weakness did not come from his muscles, but from all the organs and every cell of his body. Especially his nervous system. When the SPERA body tries to fuse him with another biochemical virus to control him, the whole process is also very damaging to the nervous system. It's a far better feeling than driving a mech with a high human-machine synchronization rate and taking heavy losses in battle.

The separation from the parasite also directly leads to a considerable decrease in the "human-machine synchronization rate" of the micro-engines attached to the nerve center. [Berserker Armor] is even more unable to exert its due strength. But Tang Yun faced the enemy of almost the entire city, the wandering spirit of the entire city who was not afraid of death. Lakh? Two hundred thousand? Or half a million?

The [Puppet] Crystal and the [Berserker Armor] were like two layers of tortoise shells that allowed Tang Yun to survive last night's bloody battle that was untechnical and chaotic beyond description, like a quagmire. But a small boost won't bring him victory or get him out of this damn demon city.

The golden sword in his hand collapsed into primordial energy without warning, and Tang Yun fell to the ground again. Tang Yun, who was extremely tired, was almost unable to control the [puppet] crystallization. The clothes on his body had long been almost destroyed by the burning of the devouring flames and the tearing of the geists. Left and right sticks to the body.

People say that there is an autumn rain and a cold, but Tang Yun only feels that the pool of blood mixed with the rain under his body is indescribably cold and piercing. I don't know how many times he got up, Tang Yun shook the lump of "hard mud" in front of him that didn't know whether he was alive or dead. He no longer had the strength to carry this more than 150 kilograms of things. He barely found a somewhat raised part and dragged it behind him, staggering forward with the river of blood sliding under his feet.

Although Sibo was separated, Tang Yun still had Sibo left behind in his body, and he had assimilated and coexisted with him for a long time. I also had two bottles full of weather first aid spray in my fanny pack. Just get out of this damn place and breathe a sigh of relief, just give him another day or two...... took out two compressed protein blocks, and the slight sweetness of the military protein block mixed with the bloody taste in his mouth made Tang Yun feel a little disgusted. But he chewed it anyway. He took out the anti-zombie virus injection that Sbo had configured before the operation and stabbed it in his arm.

"Sbo ......"

"Are you still there?"

"Is it fused into the mud that is called SPERA's main body?"

......

"Go on his mission, little brother, I'll take you home!"

"In insistence, let's go straight back to the apocalypse. There's always a way to get you back. Want to slip away before the room fee is settled? Brother, I'm a famous iron rooster, don't even think about it! ”

......

"Sbo ......"

Communication is disrupted, and the Six Hitomi Mask is unable to connect to the rest of the new 3 team. Tang Yun didn't know what was wrong with this group of wandering spirits, and said that they would fight desperately. Say no...... It was so inexplicably scattered. But no matter what, he didn't dare to wander around the dangerous city of the wandering spirits. While stumbling forward, he muttered to the mud behind him like a chatterbox. It felt like Sbo's old friend hadn't been hurt and was still with him.

I don't know how long it took, the soft mud in Tang Yun's hand suddenly squirmed. Tang Yun's heart tightened, and he turned his head suddenly. The relatively raised lump of soft mud turned into a hand, holding Tang Yun's wrist tightly. Half of his face slowly emerged from the soft mud, very young, and looked somewhat like "David".

"Don ...... Tang Yun...... I won! ”

"I'm still ......"

"Alive!"

Tang Yun turned his head and hugged the mud of indescribable shape, tears flowed uncontrollably.

......

......

Sibo was created because of a mission, and he couldn't refuse the fusion of SPERA's ontology with him. In last night's battle, after the SPERA body invaded Tang Yun's body, it directly carried out forced fusion. And he almost succeeded, forcing Beam out of his host. However, the subsequent fusion process was interrupted by Piracchius' attack.

In the subsequent battle, in order to use his last strength to rescue Tang Yun, Sibo found an opportunity and suddenly invaded SPERA's body. In this confrontation between viruses and viruses, self-awareness and artificial intelligence, Sibo has no chance of winning at all. In terms of the number of parasitic viruses it contains, he can't compare it to this doppelganger. Sibo just wanted to drag the other party for Tang Yun and let Tang Yun escape. And he has reached a desperate situation of death, since he must die, it is better to let the other party merge before he dies. At the very least, the probability of preventing the catastrophe can be obtained in the so-called "weighting algorithm". Sibo didn't want to die, but if he had to die, he would rather be able to fulfill his mission by the way. That's all.

But in the chaos, Tang Yun snatched the quenched dagger that Sibo had used to free him from the [Berserker Armor]'s spiritual backlash, and stabbed the venom into SPERA's body.

Daredeyer's neurotoxin can largely inhibit the parasite's ability to control the host's intra-body parasitic virus, which will act on both SPERA and Sbo. But no one thought that SPERA itself was the first time it encountered Daredevil Dew. However, Sibo, who accompanied Tang Yun in bloody battles again and again, had long been accustomed to this toxin and developed a certain resistance. No matter how domineering the name is, Dareddevil's essence is just a psychotropic drug that is prone to drug resistance.

It's this little variable, Sbo wins!