"Is this your masterpiece?"

The red-haired and blue-shirted boy stood on the top of a tall building, staring at the city full of chaos, killing, and death beneath his feet, and there was a shock in his eyes.

"No wonder I feel like I've gotten a lot stronger lately."

The young man looked at his right hand, and a cold purple flame rose from his palm, bringing people a feeling of destruction, he muttered to himself, but his voice was no longer as clear as the young man's, but became a lot deeper.

"This is just the beginning.."

Carlo put his hands in his pockets and a faint smile on his face, like an idle rich man, if he didn't care about the hollowness in his eyes.

As if to verify his words, the redhead Charmilles walked up with a laptop and said in a low voice: "Japan has completely fallen, the government has almost collapsed... According to reliable sources, both the prime minister and the emperor have fled Japan, and now only the remnants of the military department are supporting them. And.."

She paused for a moment, then continued: "There is news of a virus outbreak in all countries of the world, but it is blocked..."

Carlo could feel the woman's slender figure and the faint smell of blood emanating from her body, and it was really nice to hear that she was a costume designer before she awakened her fateful ability.

Carlo glanced at her, but the latter subconsciously took two steps back as if he had seen a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and looked at him with a wary face.

Carlo laughed silently, and turned to look at the silent boy, "You still have a part of your soul sealed in the three artifacts, if you need help, please feel free to speak."

The young man glanced at him, his eyes were indifferent, but he still nodded: "I will consider your proposal." ”

Carlo gracefully bowed to the boy, then stepped back, slowly disappearing into the air as if swallowed by a black hole.

When he disappeared completely, the anger on the young man's face was revealed little by little.

"Have you found out the details of this man?"

Charmille's face froze, and he lowered his head in shame: "I'm sorry.. It was as if he appeared out of thin air, without the slightest information. ”

The purple flame in the young man's hand rose suddenly, and even his eyes turned purple, and his body showed a lofty awe-inspiring awe, mixed with the horror of destroying everything, and his mouth let out a voice without a trace of emotional fluctuations: "Then gather the eight masters, and kill him after all the souls are gathered, the gods don't need allies." ”

"Yes. ”

Shamille nodded heavily.

The purple flames on the young man's body rose higher and higher, and the whole person gradually floated, as if there was an invisible force in the air that was constantly pouring into his body.

"Hatred, hatred, fighting... What a wonderful feeling.." The boy groaned lowly, as if another ancient and evil soul was hidden in his green body, "Humans are such a disgusting race, this world has become filthy because of them, and the cleansing should have begun a long time ago."

Charmille's expression became agitated, he knelt down on one knee and bowed his head respectfully: "Charmilles will always follow in the footsteps of his master.."

"It won't last forever.." The young man seemed to be talking to himself, he looked at his right hand wrapped in purple flames, as if admiring a perfect work of art, his eyes were regretful and sad: "Soon, after killing all the human beings, I will take all the evil and sleep completely."

"Master.." Shamilles looked up, his eyes obsessed.

The faint sadness on the young man's face only appeared for a moment before disappearing, he regained his indifference, and said coldly: "Where is the Seven Flails Society?"

Charmille's eyes returned to clarity, hesitated for a moment, and replied, "He.. In the game?!"

...

A huge roar rang out, and the high-tech laboratory was as fragile as a piece of paper under the three men fighting on the field, and Yoshida stood behind Carlo, his face twitching and beating as the instruments were destroyed.

Carlo watched it with relish.

A block of cement that had been burned into magma by the heat shot at him, but he slapped it aside very casually, and in the middle of the field, the white-haired Flails Society was fighting against Ralph and Clarke, who had been modified by the "T-virus".

"Dry Earth VS Zombie Fury Team, hehe, this is much more exciting than a blockbuster movie.."

I saw the short-haired, bronzed-complexion, like an angry lion-like flail running wildly on the ground, and with each step, the cement cracked, and the high temperature burned the concrete into hot magma, which was extremely terrifying.

And the two members of the Fury Team, Ralph and Clark, who have been transformed and strengthened by Yoshida with the T-virus, look even more infiltrating.

The potency of the T virus has raised the strength and physique of both of them to a notch, at least twice as strong as before, on the contrary, the speed and intelligence of the two have dropped to one-third of the original, their whole bodies are swollen, their faces and bodies are ulcerated, their eyeballs are cloudy, and most of their will is dominated by appetite.

The bloated Wrath Team and the two couldn't keep up with the Seven Flails Society, but as one of the Eight Masters of the Great Snake Collection, the Seven Flails Society, which had the blood of the noble Heavenly Kingdom God Clan flowing on their bodies, didn't bother to rely on this advantage at all, and chose to face the siege of the two of them.

The right hand of the Seven Flails Society was withdrawn, his face was hideous, the thick green tendons on his neck squirmed like earthworms, and the strength of his whole body was condensed at one point, and he burst out with a loud shout.

The terrifying fist crushed the air, causing a shrill whistling sound and a scorching steam, and all the glass in the laboratory shattered at the same time in an instant...

Completely unafraid, Ralph was even more frantic than when he was awake, and he didn't even make a defensive gesture, making a gesture similar to that of the Flails, and the two fists slammed into each other without any fancy fancy.

"Sleep well!"

The Seven Flails sneered.

"Click", the sound of bones shattering sounded, and even Ralph, who had doubled his strength and physique, was completely unable to fight against the Seven Flail Society.

Ralph's right fist exploded instantly, his right arm was broken, and the Seven Flails Society's fist continued unabated, slamming heavily into Ralph's chest.

"Bang", the flesh exploded, most of Ralph's chest exploded, and his heart shattered into countless pieces, but he didn't know the pain, and his exaggerated left arm was wrapped around like a giant python, tying the Seven Flails in front of him.

The red-eyed Clark had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and he had reached the back of the Seven Flails at some point, his arms stuck on the shoulders of the Seven Flails, and his feet slammed on the ground, and the three of them rolled into the air together.

Killing in the army!

The Seven Flails couldn't break free, so they could only watch as their bodies spun around in mid-air, slamming their heads down to the ground.

"Click!"

It seemed to be the sound of a broken spine, and the neck of the Seven Flails was twisted at an eerie angle, and blood was even oozing from his mouth.

"Damn it!"

A cold and resentful voice came from the mouth of the Seven Flails Society, and he went completely crazy, the pupils in his eyes dilated, and finally merged with the whites of his eyes into one color.

"How dare you offend the majesty of the Protoss!"

The Seven Flails roared, and the furious momentum raged like a hurricane...