John. Sullivan stumbled and ran along the way, he was covered in abrasions, his clothes were covered in blood, he stretched out a bloody palm, grabbed a protruding steel bar, and desperately drilled into a narrow hole.

It was a collapsed edifice, riddled with holes, just enough for him to hide from the twigs.

He gasped, carefully found a hidden position, and secretly shrunk up.

In order to cover his escape, Li Yuanfeng was overwhelmed by a large number of monsters, and right now, the raiders were probably all dead. He was alone, at the end of his despair.

He had nothing on him, not even a firearm for self-defense, and his original equipment had been lost while fleeing for his life. The only thing I have on my body now is the brain in a container.

It's over, I'm afraid I'm going to die this time!

John smirked, and it suddenly felt like a dream. If only he had dreamed, when he opened his eyes again, he was back at 343 42nd Street in Queens, where his home was and where he belonged.

"If I had known, it wouldn't be a bad thing to die there."

Compared to dying as unknown as now, dying in an old house that you are familiar with is not a bad thing.

He closed his eyes and reminisced about his past in a dusty corner, like a familiar old song or a glass of wine.

John recalls that sunny morning, when he slouched out of bed, the sun-soaked scent on his sheets, and his gentle and lovely girlfriend Mina had already cooked breakfast and, by the way, had a ginger-flavored beer when he woke up.

-- Life is so pleasant and wonderful!

However, this qiē has already gone up in smoke.

John suddenly opened his eyes as if he had thought of something, and what appeared in front of him was a sharp tooth full of tentacles, which was his reality.

"Ahhh......hh

He let out a scream and crawled out on his hands and feet, and John was lucky, he managed to escape the gushing branchworms in this environment, and jumped out of a narrow hole in the building.

Just as he jumped out of the hole, his feet fell to the ground, and the whole person froze.

What the hell is this place?

He was probably in a daze for a moment, and then he stood up with goosebumps all over his body.

John. Sullivan felt like he had fallen into a grave of ten thousand graves, full of corpses piled together, men, women, beautiful, ugly, from the old man to the young child, all piled up together, like a huge grave.

No, if you want to describe it accurately, you should use "nest" to describe it!

A gigantic monster, like a combination of a poisonous scorpion and a myriaped insect, was heading towards John Brown with its eyeballed head. Sullivan cracks open giant mouthparts.

His hands and feet trembled uncontrollably, his feet could not move as if they were nailed to the ground, and the shadow of death enveloped him at this moment.

The scorpion-like destruction beast salivated at the corners of its mouth, it was a corrosive bodily fluid, and even the steel parts were melted when it fell to the ground, and the monster had already set its sights on John. Sullivan.

…… Admittedly, there is no way for him to escape. He's going to die here, and this scripted world is going to end like this, it's the end.

However, the accident unfolded at this time.

If there is a shot at this time, from far to near, observe John. Sullivan's eyes...... You'll notice a black dot in his field of vision.

The black dot was above the scorpion monster, and it looked like something had fallen from the sky.

Boom!

Something did fly down, accompanied by a mirror-like, sudden sword light.

With a loud bang, a tracer dragged diagonally from above, a dazzling slash.

Smack!

And after this slash, the body of this Thor-level giant beast split in two from a forty-five degree angle.

"A little miscalculated, a little late, you're John. Sullivan......" the visitor said to him in a cold, crisp voice.

John. Sullivan sat on the ground, unsure of what had happened.

The comer flicked the katana in his hand, and the blood of the giant beast was spilled out.

It was a strange katana two feet long, with a pitch-black blade and blades like a crow's feathers.

………………

Feng Han fell into a passive state, to be honest, it was very troublesome, although this Thor-level moved slowly, its defense could be described as invulnerable, and he did not have many opportunities to break through the defense line it stood on in a short period of time.

Is this monster trying to stall for time?

There was a hint of anxiety in his heart, even if he changed into the pattern of a gray-eyed wolf, he still lacked the strength to break through the defensive network formed by the countless tentacles that were clustered.

(Damn, Red Hat did say that she had given me important powers, and that she hadn't wielded the true power of this magic, but where was the true power of this thing?) ）

According to the meaning of the red evil spirit, he has not fully grasped the role of this magic card, but he has tried it comprehensively, and he has not found any new abilities after transforming into a gray-eyed wolf.

Did I misunderstand? Otherwise, why would nothing be found?

In the middle of the battle, Feng Han deflected his vision and unexpectedly found that another giant sea demon was secretly moving near the corpse of the crocodile-shaped giant beast.

Oops, this is a move from the tiger to the mountain!

Feng Han snorted, in order to prevent the corpse of the crocodile-shaped giant beast that the Thor-level sea demon approached, he deliberately launched a fierce attack to prevent the other party from approaching.

…… You must know that the movement speed of these sea devils is not fast, and their own strength is a flexible tentacle attack, as well as a powerful defensive circle composed of dozens of tentacles, between its tentacles can be extended, Feng Han must take the first step and open up enough safe distance to block its movements.

His tactics were spotted by the other side, who took the opportunity to lure him out of the defensive position and sent another sea demon to approach that point from behind.

"No, we have to go back to the rescue."

Feng Han had the idea of hesitation for the first time, and his hesitation was also reflected in his movements.

The sea devil-type monster obviously grasped his distraction, and the ground suddenly exploded, and a huge tentacle that had been lurking in the ground poked out from below, restraining the giant wolf that Feng Han had incarnated.

"Oh no!"

Feng Han didn't notice that the sea devil-type monster still had such a hand.

This kind of sea demon destructive beast has a higher level of intelligence than the ones he has encountered before, and not only will they cooperate with each other, but they even have such a deceitful mind.

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