"It seems that we still have to make a move."

The owner of the boots was a man, with a cold face and an indescribable taste in his eyes, as if he gave people a tyranny that could hurt people anytime and anywhere.

"These people were originally intended to be used as cannon fodder, and if they can kill some Broken Blade mercenaries, do you really expect them to be able to defeat the Hades?"

The other chuckled.

"It's good that this group of waste is dead, so I won't be able to control it when the time comes."

The man smiled coldly, and pressed his fingers on the communicator in his ear:

"Kill team, dispatch!"

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A light rain drifted in the sky, diluting the blood.

Sephiroth led a small group of warriors, and the corners of his eyes could not hide their tiredness, but their eyes were like a blazing flame.

Run 300 miles at the fastest speed!

During this period, there was no water, and the rest time was only two hours, and his body was really tired to the extreme, but his spirit was unusually excited.

Although it usually gives people a sense of silence, it is just like a rock, unmoved by external objects, and at this moment. When his murderous aura was unabashedly revealed, the momentum was extremely terrifying.

Suddenly, he stopped.

The rain in front of him was inexplicably more anxious, as if there was an invisible sun in the night sky, and the rain in the vicinity began to turn into white fog at a high speed.

Everyone fell silent, and in the rain, a dark shadow loomed, and there was a cold killing machine.

Soon, the ruins where everyone was located were surrounded by each other, all black individual combat armor, and the man in the lead did not hide the sharp murderous aura.

Unlike those heavy chariots with powerful power and amazing defense, individual armor is dexterous and convenient, and soldiers equipped with individual armor can go to areas that cannot be reached by heavy chariots, and there are no terrain restrictions, but the individual armor with defensive power comparable to heavy chariots is undoubtedly the first choice on the battlefield.

In the moonlight in front of them, a man in a crimson uniform was stepping the ground rhythmically with his hands behind his back, the black military boots on his feet, and a red turban on his head could clearly see the red devil pattern on the turban.

He stood there, with a killing intent as cold as a glacier, condensed step by step, as if containing the terrifying destruction of an endless volcano about to erupt.

"Nie Long!"

Sephiroth looked at one of them, showing that he was taken aback, and then an irrepressible terrifying killing intent surged in his eyes!

A monstrous ferocious aura erupted from his body, as if a Shura had come out of the blood prison and reappeared in the world.

"Seven, long time no see."

The man named Nie Long said coldly.

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It was a young man with long brown hair, his eyes were slightly golden, his skin was pale, and there was no trace of blood in sight, and his face was not handsome, but there was a hint of coldness.

Sephiroth looked like a wolf, his fists clenched violently, and the air around him was shattered and disturbed.

He will never forget that cold winter night, who ruthlessly killed his adoptive father and adoptive mother who raised him, captured him and his sister Eresie, and then began to carry out inhumane biochemical experiments on him!

At this moment, he simply ignored the existence of other people, and his attention was all on Nie Long, and the cold killing intent seemed to condense the air in an instant.

A chilling killing intent came to him, this killing intent was so strong, even if Nie Long himself was a person who didn't count to kill, even if he was not shocked by the other party's gaze, he felt that his body was extremely heavy and he couldn't move.

"You! Should! Die! ”

Countless black and red blood strands stretched out and intertwined on Sephiroth's arm, and the arm was covered with countless hard thorns, and below the wrist was an instant formation of a ten-foot-long claw.

The whole claw faintly looks more slender and sharp, rich in texture, and although the four claws are murderous soldiers, they are more like a perfect work of art.

"It's a perfect work...... Over the years, you are the only one in the organization who has been able to fully withstand the power of the 'Death' virus, and the others have either exploded and died, or have become brain-dead idiots. ”

The man chuckled softly, looking into Sephiroth's eyes as if he were looking at a perfect and precious object that he had made with his own hands, and there was a faint pride in his joy.

"You give me your life!"

Dense barbs covered all of Sephiroth's palms and part of his arm, like a monster that made people feel terrified at a glance, and he roared, his claws tearing through the air and even the space.

"Don't worry, you have a trick with my subordinates first, they are biochemical warriors trained with your genetic fragments, and they can initially withstand the transformation of the virus."

He waved his hand lightly, and the fifty warriors behind him simultaneously took out a syringe from his bosom and stabbed it his arm.

The bodies of the super soldiers injected with this white viscous "Death-19" potion suddenly swelled, their skin turned red, their muscles expanded rapidly, and the muscles like steel wires throbbed wildly, and black blood vessels the thickness of thumbs appeared under the skin. Their faces were distorted, their mouths were dripping with sticky saliva, and their eyes were slowly bursting out of their sockets, and the whites of their eyes were already covered with bloodshots. They let out heavy gasps, their bodies holding the armor to the point of exploding, and each of them exuded a ferocious aura that was indistinguishable from the most ferocious beasts.

They let out a terrifying roar, like beasts and humans, and the fog around them was split by their bodies, and with a sharp storm, they rushed towards them!

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The combat effectiveness of these people themselves is equivalent to that of ordinary high-level warriors of the meteor star, after being injected with this unknown drug, especially under the cover of this kind of night and the complex terrain of the city, with the sensitive perception and instinct of the beast, and then with the high-intensity, high-defense, and powerful firepower of the individual combat armor, and with the high-strength, high-defense, and powerful firepower of the individual combat armor, the combat effectiveness can be completely increased by one level.

Sephiroth slammed his feet back, his body instantly increasing to one or two times the speed of sound, dragging a long yellow earthy aura, carrying up countless sprays of earth and stones like bullets, accompanied by a deafening sound of air stirring, with an insolent cold air, like a god of death rushing out of hell.

The claws cut through the air, and the invisible but sharp aura of destruction was only a trace, but it was as if hot water melted ice and snow, as if sulfuric acid corroded steel, and directly pierced a person.

"Uh......-huh," the warrior snorted in pain, and his massive body glided backwards, leaving deep furrows in the ground where his feet had slashed, and blood was gushing out of the sturdiness-looking armor with a hole in it......

He turned into a terrifying and cold killing machine, his pattern monotonous and mechanical, repeating the process of seeing the target, dodging, shooting, and leaving, no matter what kind of creature the opponent was, no matter what part of the attack, under the blow of the claws, there was no sign of life.

Blood was splattering all over the sky, skulls were rolling, and corpses were scattered everywhere......

Sephiroth's eyes were blood-red, as if he had been enchanted, and his claws flicked continuously, cruelly harvesting the life.

Cruel but elegant, as if dancing the lightest waltz in the world to the beautiful music, he danced almost lightly to show the astonishing perfection of the killing technique.

The murderous methods that make you feel creepy when you think about them are so graceful and wonderful in the hands of this young man, as if they were a fine work of art in themselves, a work of art that smells of cold and murderous blood.

It's a waltz with a soft melody, but it's played by a messenger of death.

In an instant, more than a dozen people had fallen in a pool of blood at his feet.

At the same time, the other warriors brought by Sephiroth also began to raise their weapons and fire, large-caliber assault bullets and lasers poured in like a tide, under such a fierce attack, these biochemical warriors quickly dispersed, avoiding the beams and bullets flying towards them, and then the ground where they were standing before was easily lifted up, and the scorching air spread wildly around, almost suffocating.

"Sure enough, these first-stage biochemical warriors are still no match for you, a third-stage warrior with unlimited evolutionary potential."

The man nodded silently and took a step forward.

The cloak he used to cover his body had also turned to powder.

Seeing his appearance, everyone was silent.

This look is no longer human, the pupils are rare five-star pupils, the whole body has no hair, baldness, no ears, the skin of the whole body is red, the face is hideous, the mouth is cracked, you can clearly see the crisscrossing sharp teeth, it seems that even steel can be bitten!

The terrifying tyrannical killing intent in his eyes, the sharp and cold eyes, the eyes that made people's hearts palpitate and fear, only made people tremble!

"I'm Nine, Philip."

The sound of urns and urns came as the burly man clenched his fists in his hands, and the air made a thunderous sound.

His muscles began to swell, and a thick armor resembling a beetle's carapace encompassed Philip Nine's body, revealing only his grim face. But the skin on his face has also been keratinized, and the rounded stratum corneum reflects a strange light in the blood light.

The shape of this armor on his body was extremely powerful, and long sharp black armor thorns protruded from every joint of his body, and the heavy armor made Philip about ten centimeters taller than when he was at the beginning.

What makes people feel chills in their hearts is that this armor is not put on by Philip, but grows from his body!

"I don't care what you are!"

At the same time, a fierce momentum rose into the sky and broke through the clouds, suddenly covering it like Mount Tai pressing on the top.

"Since you're here, don't go!"

The vicissitudes of life with a cold and arrogant voice came from afar, at first it was like a whisper in the ear, and after it arrived, it was like a huge war drum roaring, shaking the whole people's blood faintly.