"How. How's it going? Santana's performance made everyone in the lab a little flustered, and their eyes were glued to the glass and screen, afraid that the monster would suddenly come out and eat itself. But in the midst of all the distress, a researcher's slightly trembling voice came from the direction of the console. And because of this voice, everyone has gone from panic to panic.

"I don't know."

"Didn't you notice?"

A researcher walked up to Shotroheim, his face a little pale as if he had been frightened by something, and drops of cold sweat were dripping from the top of his head. "Major Schultroheim, I. I'm just slightly. I looked away a little. You're on the side, and so are everyone. However, no one saw it. The researcher's hand holding the coffee cup was shaking a little, or rather, now that the guy finally realized the consequences of activating Santana.

"Is it time to drink?" Shotroheim shook the researcher's coffee cup away with a slap.

"Only. Just for a moment. I only had a few seconds to look away. I have 1 in my eyesight. 5, however, I have absolutely no idea what is going on inside. Unbelievable! The researcher covered his mouth, but the tone of his voice now, and the faces of Shutroheim and Spittwagen, showed how serious the matter was.

"The guy suddenly disappeared from this secret room. There is nothing broken on the walls! ”

"Listen, calm down and go find it! He must be hiding in some blind spot that we can't see. Stop the oxygen supply. Wait for him to run out in pain. Shotroheim stood up and commanded all the researchers and soldiers.

At this moment, the iron door outside suddenly opened, and a soldier walked in. "The imaging of the recorded images is complete."

"Okay, let's start the screening!"

Two soldiers brought the projector in. "Let's go!" The surrounding light tubes gradually dimmed, and a number appeared on the screen.

1…… 2…… 3……

Inside, Santana stretched out her arms and ran towards the wall. No, I used the wall as a pedal, jumped into the air, and then kept twisting my body, and finally stuffed it directly into the air supply. And everyone was frightened when they saw this, you know, it was just a gap, a gap of only 4x20cm. Santa folded her body and burrowed into the vent, this was no longer human, and the word perhaps monster was more appropriate for this. And there is no dislocated joint, which is impossible for even the son of the silver king to do. By scrambling and twisting the bones, you can deform your body. Not to mention how painful the pain of twisting bones can be, Guan is no longer a creature can do this action.

The film on the projector has come to an end, and the last thing left for everyone is their proud wall.

Neither the researchers nor the soldiers, nor even Schultroheim and Spittwagen stared blankly at the wall above the screen. "That. Well, he is now hiding in some air supply pipe in this building. Spitwagen's trembling voice came from behind, he was very scared now, not afraid of being killed by Santana, but afraid that Santana had escaped, which could destroy human society.

"Santana, the man of the pillars, just now called your name Major Thutroheim, and he heard it through the air supply." All eyes turned to the air supply ducts in the room.

"Is this room connected to an air supply pipe?" A soldier who was relatively close to the air supply pipe looked at the pipe next to him with a frightened expression.

"I said you, don't stand by the air supply pipe, it's dangerous!" Shotroheim held out his hand to his men. As soon as he finished speaking, there was a slight sound in the air duct, and a pair of eyes stared at the soldier, and then a twisted body flew towards him.

"Face the wind!" A wall made of wind blocked the soldier's face, and the ripples on the wind shone with golden brilliance, and the wind was as warm as the sun's rays blowing in front of the soldier. The twisted figure didn't go over the wall of wind, or it should be said that he couldn't cross it. The body fell to the ground, gradually changing from a twisted body to a normal human form.

"Damn, didn't I say don't let this guy out?" Ziyin stood next to the soldier who had fallen to the ground with an unsheathed blade in his hand. Her long silver hair fell out, and both hands were covered in golden ripples. Gently erect with one hand and look at the other side.

"Grandpa!" Joseph ran to Spitwagen and untied him. "Your Highness the Silver King. That monster is terrifying. Spitwagen shouted to the Ziyin over there.

"I know that normal humans can't get out of the air supply pipes." Ziyin's face is a little ugly, because the danger of this guy is far beyond his own cognition, the three broken military tools that Ziyin can use are probably of no use to him, Qianyin masters wind and air, and this guy can run out of the air pipe, you can know his body's healing ability, body flexibility and control of the body are even more terrible than his ancestor, the ghost sound can only be useful for souls and ghosts, and Xianyin himself has not yet fully known how to use it, The only thing you can rely on is the ripples and the sun. "Spitwagen, where's Daya?"

"He's being held in this building."

"Okay, the Germans over there, I'll settle some accounts with you later!" The wind around Ziyin began to become messy, golden ripples covered the unsheathed blade, the blade in Ziyin's hand was inserted in the direction of Santa, the blade speed was very fast, all that could be seen was a golden light, but what shocked Ziyin was that Santa did not hide, but honestly took this knife, but this is nothing. What really shocked everyone was that Santana's stomach seemed to start splitting, and the originally strong muscles turned into holes, which meant that the knife was completely empty. Pull the sword back again. Santa looked at the golden knife marks on the ground and the ripples around Ziyin.

"Wind. Wind? ”

"You Germans, all I can say now is that because of you, my Josda family has been caught up in a terrible battle again!" Ziyin's scabbard that she had held in her hand was thrown to the ground, and she held the knife in both hands, staring at Santana over there with blood-like eyes.