Chapter 92: Crystals

Herring gritted his teeth and stared at those blood-red eyes, and before he knew it, his eyes had also turned blood-red, as terrifying as a hellwalker. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Can't give up ......"

In the bright laboratory, my parents turned into giant beasts, slaughtered, and exiled, constantly running for my life, persevering all the way to the present, you let me give up?!

"Impossible!"

He Ling bit his tongue, and a stream of blood poured into his mouth, and the bloody breath made He Ling surge, and the violent dragon blood in his blood began to jump again, and he felt that his whole body was boiling, with endless power.

"Whew!"

A deafening roar rang out of the surface and was reflected in everyone's ears.

"Dragons?" The Syndicate was shooting a succession of zombies, muttering to himself when they heard a roar, a terrible and angry sound like the fury of the Elder Dragon's awakening.

"It's the dragon roaring ......" Sherlock's eyes were much sharper, how could the giant beasts that existed in ancient times be revived in such a place, the zombie battlefield had already paid a heavy price, if the dragon recovered, wouldn't Nanjiang City be wiped out?

Everyone's nerves tensed, but the zombie attack brought them back to their senses, and they continued to defend themselves against the incoming carrion with shock.

Heqi felt that the pain all over his body was gone, and even the weight of the hundred-pound foot on his chest was gone.

He subconsciously grasped the soles of the mechanical zombie with both hands, and then shook it hard, only to hear a boom, and Vorst was thrown out and smashed heavily on the ground deep in the research room.

The blood was still flowing, but Herring felt the heat in his chest, as if something was wrapped around it, and his tense body eased a lot.

Looking at Vorster's miserable appearance, Herring was a little unconvinced that he could burst out with such perverted power, and he lowered his head to stare at his arms, and found that there was nothing particularly abnormal.

He used to think that he could mutate by swallowing his own blood, but this time the result made Hering stunned, he had neither turned into a giant beast nor been wiped out by anger.

As usual, once mutated, one's consciousness will be imprisoned, and another irresistible anger will take control of the body, so as to defeat the insurmountable enemy, and every time he mutates, Hering has no memory.

But this time, the body did not mutate, nor did the consciousness fade, but instead there was infinite strength in the body.

With a violent rise and fall in his chest, Hering looked up at the mechanical zombie in the distance, the monster that was more than three meters tall had already stood up and looked at him cautiously, and Walster didn't seem to react, how could this person suddenly burst out with such a strong combat power.

The computer program was rapidly analyzing the drastic changes in Herring's body, but in Vorster's brain, it was never able to come to the right conclusion.

"Whew!"

The sound of deflation came from Vorster's body, and the mechanical gate began to slowly descend, the impact just now caused a significant part of his body to be severely damaged, he activated the closing command, the red light in his eyes began to dim, and the mechanical zombie returned to the platform again, connecting the pipes everywhere.

The steel gates began to close rapidly, the sirens sounded again, and the top floors of the outer basement began to seep water in all directions, trying to submerge it.

"There's no way I'll give you a chance!" Hering said fiercely, kicked his feet suddenly, and directly broke through the iron gate when the steel giant gate was closed.

With a "bang", the giant gate was knocked out of a gap by Heling's body, and the young man quickly rushed in, directly grabbing Walster off the platform.

"Forced start, the body encounters danger, forced start, the body encounters danger."

The surrounding alarms and computer instructions made it noisy, and Vorster, who had fallen asleep, had to wake up his body to fight against the unrelenting enemy.

If he was given a chance to breathe, Vorster could repair the damage to his body in one day, but what he didn't expect was that Herring wouldn't give him a chance.

Herring's eyes were indifferent, but his heart was very fanatical, and he directly blasted the mechanical zombie to the ground, and before the Volster body woke up, he began to hammer inhumanely.

With a dull thumping sound, Herring imprisoned the zombie's chest with his legs, and his fists struck the zombie's head at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

The hardness of the diamond could block any metal attack, and even the five self-destructors just now didn't hurt him in the slightest, but under the pressure of Heling's fist, it cracked slowly.

"Ahh

"You smashed it, you forced me to start!"

Vorst roared angrily, excitedly trying to shake Herring away, but under the huge inertia of his fist, he couldn't make any movements, and any smiling movement was fatal to the current body.

"Damn! The fault is that it suffered five self-explosions! Otherwise, your corpse would have melted away by me! Vorster's mechanized voice kept scolding, but that didn't stop Herring from punching intensively and non-stop.

"Breakthrough!"

"All on alert, the enemy is here, danger level S-class!"

Sherlock rushed into the basement with a number of powerful Overlimiter officers, and for some reason, thousands of zombies had escaped from the house, as if there was something in it that terrified them.

What can be the thing that can make zombies afraid? Including the dragon's roar, Sherlock could hear it clearly, and it was certainly not a coincidence.

"Herring is still inside, if anything happens to him, we all have to get out!"

With a loud roar, Sherlock and several elites entered the basement hall, and he heard the sound of the self-explosion just now, and no one would survive under this blasting intensity, including Walster.

The walls of the basement had cracked, and the stumps and corpses were flooding the ground with water oozing from all sides, and the excess blood had turned the basement water into a plasma-colored color.

"The self-destruct mechanism here has been activated, we need to get out of here!" An officer said in surprise.

"We can't go, our people are still here, even if we die, we can't go." Sherlock muttered, and he heard a dull sound in the distance, and before the crowd could refute him, he quickly ran over.

He was stunned by what he saw, and Sherlock looked at what was happening in the inner chamber in disbelief, and the officers who followed him were dumbfounded.

"How...... How can it be? ā€

Although they don't believe it, the facts are in front of them.

The corners of Herring's mouth curled into a smile, and he sat on the body of the mechanical zombie, his fists slamming into Vorster's chest, his skull shattered, and the miniature device inside was revealed, sparks splashing everywhere.

The mechanical zombie's chest was also slowly sinking, his body trembling under the attacks of several punches per second, and the words issued in the commands were muffled due to the damage to the computer.

Finally, under the stunned and panicked eyes of everyone, Herring stopped his attack, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and the mechanical zombie also clicked, and the glowing red eyes also dimmed.

"Huh?" Herring found that on the chest of the mechanical zombie, a small square crystal suddenly ejected out.