Still, after hesitating, Snow shook her tongue and shook off all the flesh that stuck to it. It is not prepared to use humans as food, and while it instinctively thinks that anything other than itself can be used as food, Snow is just not prepared to do so, although humans are really tasty.

It waved its tail a little anxiously, and its sharp tip easily smashed a few stones. Through this action, it can suppress the hunger in the body. The hunger of the snow is determined by the difference between the existing energy reserves and the upper limit of energy storage. Now in private hospitals, its energy reserves are still slowly increasing, but the ceiling is rising too fast, and almost every time the body is transformed, it will be multiplied several times.

Xue reluctantly looked at the corpse on the ground before dragging her hungry body into the darkness. A minute later, another body grew cold.

Tiny bodies danced in the darkness, snatching life after life, each time circling the corpse a few times with nostalgia, sometimes even sniffing deeply, and then continuing to the next target with unbearable hunger. The method of determining the target of the snow is very simple, choose the hostile one and at the same time strong. However, it also didn't understand these human beings, how could they dare to probe Helen's team when they only had fourth-order and fifth-order abilities? Confused, it pulled out a prismatic thorn from the weapon's trunk, put it in its mouth, and squirted it out vigorously.

The spike, which flew at three times the speed of sound, instantly sank into the side of a night walker, flew out from the other side, and then pierced through several concrete walls and disappeared. When the sharp whistling sound brought by the flight of the spurs was belated, two clouds of blood mist suddenly erupted on both sides of the night walker's body, and the wound expanded several times. He gurgled in his throat, looked frightened and incredulous, but he couldn't even stand up, he struggled twice, his back was completely cracked, and his body was almost broken in two!

The snow swept past him silently, finding the lost prismatic thorn, which, though deformed, was still back in the weapon trunk. The lethality of the prismatic thorn is already comparable to that of the electromagnetic kinetic energy rifle, and Xue is already thinking about reducing the output next time, at least killing a sixth-order ability person will not need such great power.

The little Grim Reaper keeps harvesting life in the dark night, and naturally can't hide it from Raffi and Kotis. The captain remained silent, but Raffi was a little uneasy. Thinking of the big and small frictions with the snow in the past, Raffi felt that her beautiful hair was in danger.

Unlike Rafi, whose mind jumps in a beat, Curtis is much more calm. He looked at Helen, who had been walking silently in the middle of the line, and asked, "Where are we going this time?" It can't just be to grab something, look at the things you have prepared, we're going to have a big fight. ”

"We may need to kill a lot of people." Helen replied.

"Why? I know you have a reason, but I like to figure it out. Curtis asked with a frown.

Helen tucked away a strand of messy hair on her forehead, and continued to walk forward firmly, only with a faint murderous intent, "Persephone is injured, and it is very serious. ”

Curtis's small eyes narrowed suddenly, and he almost squeezed a few words out of his teeth: "Yes, good!" Where is it? ”

"Just follow me."

Curtis took a quick step, parallel to Helen, and said, "Do you want me to help you?" ”

Helen shook her head and said, "No, we still have some time. No matter who she faces, Fanny will be the most difficult type of person to deal with. Also, I need to get used to the high-intensity fighting. ”

Looking at the sweat on Helen's forehead, Curtis wanted to say something, but did not speak, but walked silently side by side with her. Raffi didn't say anything the whole time, just put away his languid smile, and the light on his silver hair gradually faded. Darkness shrouded again for a few kilometers, and a few kilometers ahead, a man with a meaty face lowered his binoculars, looking a little hesitant. However, looking back at the subordinates behind him who had jumped to the selected combat positions, he had some confidence again. With more than fifty elite special forces members, he didn't believe that he couldn't deal with the three people on the other side. He has the detailed information of the other party in his hand, Helen has no ability, Curtis has many seventh-order, and the most dangerous silver-haired man is called Rafi, who has the ability of the tenth-order psionic energy domain. At least theoretically, the combat effectiveness of his army is superior to that of the opponent, and it is only Rafi who is difficult to deal with. He gritted his teeth and made up his final decision. Finally, I have the opportunity to do this tonight, and if I can kill these three guys, then my status in front of the speaker will probably skyrocket.

At this time, an assistant behind him walked over and asked in a low voice. The man gritted his teeth and made a heavy slashing gesture, and the assistant immediately shook his arm in the air a few times and pointed forward. Seven or eight men on each of the left and right flanks broke away from the ranks and gradually moved forward.

A few kilometers away, the three of them were still walking unhurriedly. However, the speed was a little frighteningly slow, and the only change was that Helen removed the assault rifle from her back and attached a surprisingly long barrel.

Ten minutes later, a dull gunshot broke the silence of the night, and then the light of the fire tore through the darkness even more. Terrifying figures flashed out of the darkness and pounced fiercely. The simple and mighty tactical moves like wind and thunder are the signature moves of the special forces under the command of the Speaker!

When encountering a strong enemy, the reaction of the three people on Helen's side was very strange. Curtis grinned wide, grinning. Rafite, for her part, brushed her silver hair with her hands and smiled nervously. Only Helen was normal, she set up a stand on the ground, then set up the assault rifle and aimed at the enemy in a standing position. Even though it was in the dark, she was also an extremely eye-catching target.

With a mix of well-trained elites on one side and a maniac and battlefield rookie on the other, it looks like a completely unbalanced war.

As soon as the fierce battle broke out, the ranks of the special forces left behind in the rear suddenly became chaotic, a small figure sped like lightning, and a sharp whistle completely covered the screams of the people before they died. As soon as the warriors in front of them began to charge at full speed, they were all stunned, because their targets, Curtis and Rafite, had disappeared at some point! This is the last doubt of their lives.

Helen stood right in the middle of the battlefield, but miraculously no one targeted her. The fighters of the special forces all have at least Tier 4 combat power, so Helen, who is incapacitated, is automatically ignored.

No one knows how many instructions Helen gave to Curtis and Rafi in just a few minutes, but at the end of the battle, both Cortis and Raffi looked at each other in disbelief and chose to remain silent. And the commander with a full face of flesh hurriedly flashed three prismatic thorns, but failed to flash the fourth, and his abdomen was immediately pierced. Just when he endured his injuries and wanted to escape, his head suddenly tilted back, and a wisp of blood rushed out of his eyebrows! He straightened his head with difficulty, glanced in the direction the bullet had come from, and saw Helen standing in the distance, still in an aiming position, but the muzzle of the gun was slightly raised, apparently feeling the need for a second shot. The snow thorn was a fatal blow, but Helen's shot was a direct kill.

It was the first shot she fired all night, and the last shot of the whole scene.

The commander fell to the sky, gasping, his eyes gradually dispelling, just thinking: "How could I die at her hands, I ...... I have an eighth-order ......."

The three-man procession was once again Raffi in front, Helen in the center, and Curtis behind, passing through the lodging corpse, stepping on the still warm blood, and continuing in the night.

To the north, an off-road vehicle roared, dragging its tattered body through the rugged wilderness toward a sizable settlement. Built on the ruins of a small town, the settlement is brightly lit and full of wine, and it looks lively and prosperous, full of the decadent smell of the present day.

As soon as it rushed to the gate of the settlement, the buggy shook a few times, and after the last few hard turns of the engine, it spewed out a cloud of black smoke and never moved again.

The bullet-riddled door opened several times, but never opened. Then there was a bang, and the entire door was kicked down! Then a pair of long legs in long leather shoes stretched out from the car, then a thin and straight waist, then a steep **, and finally Persephone's face that made the man crazy upside down. She jumped out of the buggy and swayed when she landed.

"!" She cursed, propping one hand on the engine cover, which was enough to keep it from falling. She put her hand into the cab and dragged another person out of it!

It was a woman, a very beautiful woman, with short dark red hair and silky hair. Her body is the same**, and the leather crop top can barely cover the overly full **. However, her face was covered with blood, and there was a terrible wound on the side of her face, although the blood had dried up, but the flesh was even more terrifying.

Persephone grabbed her by the hair and dragged her out, then let go of her hand and planted her straight to the ground. The woman's hands and feet hung limply, almost losing all of her function. In addition to the blood stains on her face, her whole body was almost soaked with blood, and obvious gunshot wounds could be seen on the joints of her hands and feet. Her face twitched, looking terribly painful, but her eyes were mechanically cold, looking at Persephone coldly.

Persephone pulled out another golden magnum from the control room, held it in her hand, and then bent down to grab the woman's hair and dragged her towards the settlement. Persephone struggled with every step, dragging the woman's knuckles pale from too much force.

In front of Persephone, there is a bustling bar. And everywhere she walked, there was a thin line of blood. The woman's body also dragged a thick trail of blood on the ground.

Dozens of fierce men stood on both sides of the road, looking coldly at the two abrupt women. A half-drunk man suddenly stopped Persephone, pointed to the woman being dragged, and reached out to touch Persephone's face, and said vaguely: "She is very beautiful, but, chick, you are more tasteful!" ”

Persephone smiled, and the sudden burst of beauty suddenly made the man stunned! She smiled and said, "Thank you!" But...... Still is****! ”

Before the man could react, the golden magnum was inserted into his mouth, and then there was a muffled sound!

Blood splattered her face, but instead of wiping it, she dragged the woman with one hand and Magnum with the other, step by step into the smoky, demonic bar. N