The laboratory was like a volcano erupting, and it was like a super powerful bomb bursting out.

The Seven Flails slapped their hands on the floor, and with his hands as the center, the terrifying cracks spread out like spider webs, and all the instruments exploded in unison, sparks shot out, and the laboratory crumbled to the ground, fearing that it would collapse to the next floor at any moment.

"Where did you get the madman!" Yoshida couldn't help but scream, his eyes full of fear and pain, "My lab is completely ruined."

Carlo didn't seem to be aware, his eyes were closed, but his expression seemed to be seeing relish, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger.

Clark, who was tightly locked on the Seven Flails, was bounced away almost instantly, his thick arms bursting from his elbows, revealing the stubble of the Seven Flails, his eyes were red, his eyes were covered with green tendons from his sockets to his forehead, and his face was as hideous as a beast.

The horror of the Seven Flails Society hit Ralph's face like a nuclear bomb, and with a crisp and fine bone cracking sound, Ralph's entire head was almost blown out, his eyes exploded instantly, his left cheek collapsed deeply, and the whole person flew out upside down like a rag doll that had been broken.

"Just now, are you happy?!"

A cold voice came from the mouth of the Seven Flails, anger scorched the air, and the terrifying power gathered in his right hand again, this time, he was aimed at Clark.

"Die!"

Million sledgehammer steam!

The air in the entire laboratory seemed to be boiling, and an inexplicable hurricane blew on the face, like boiling water, almost burning off a layer of skin.

Clarke, who had lost his hands, huddled in the corner, even if he had lost most of his intelligence under the erosion of the T-virus, he also had a feeling of fear in the face of the current Seven Flails Society.

The Seven Flails smirked nervously, exuding an incomparably domineering and arrogant momentum, and his strong body pulled out a phantom in the void, and the next moment it suddenly appeared in front of Clark and smashed it down with a punch.

But surprisingly quiet.

There was no terrifying explosion, no sound of flesh and bones shattering, and it was eerily quiet.

Yoshida, who was watching from the sidelines, suddenly widened his eyes.

I saw that the right fist of the rampaging Seven Flails Society was tightly attached to a person's lower abdomen, not Clark, but...

Carlo.

But what is shocking is that the latter does not have the slightest look of pain or difficulty on his face, it is still light and breezy, and the ease is the same as the original.

The terrifying power of the Seven Flails Society was completely bombarded on Carlo, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no ripple at all.

The Seven Flails Society was the same, their hideous expressions froze on their faces, and the madness and cruelty in their eyes faded a lot from shock.

"Impossible!"

The Seven Flails Society came back to his senses and roared, he wanted to swing his fist again, but he was horrified to find that his fist was like sticking to the body of the man in front of him, and he couldn't break free.

He was like a sleepy bull, his horns sunk deep into the belly of the mountain, and he could only tread awkwardly on all four hooves.

The Seven Flails were furious, and he raised his head suddenly, but he was facing a pair of hollow eyes, and there seemed to be a strange black vortex hidden in the deep hollow, which made him trance, and he felt like even his soul was going to be sucked in.

But in the next moment, the Seven Flails Society found that the power that was sticking to its fist suddenly disappeared, and the figure of the man also disappeared.

There was a surging heat in front of him, a cold and strange purple.

The violent force threw the Seven Flails out of the way, and when he came back to his senses, there was already a red-haired and blue-shirted figure in front of him, and the strange man, standing not far away, looked at this side with a smile, and at his feet were the two piles of rotten meat of Ralph and Clark.

Chris looked at Carlo coldly, and the furious purple pillar of flame surged around him like an angry dragon.

Although the latter only stood there plainly, Chrissy's momentum could not invade the past at all, and the huge laboratory was divided by two terrifying forces.

The air seemed to freeze, and the Seven Flails stood silently behind Chris with their teeth bared, along with Shamille.

Yoshida also sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and quickly hid in a corner, and a battle seemed to be about to break out.

"The Grass Pheasant Sword in the hands of the Grass Pheasant Clan."

Chris opened his mouth to break the deadlock, as if to release a signal of peace, and the momentum of the two slowly decayed, Charmille's body relaxed, as if he was relieved, but the Seven Flails Society was still unwilling, and his eyes roamed on Carlo defiantly.

“.. Sealed the most important part of my soul, I tried.."

Chris paused, "It's a pity it failed... The Grass Pheasant's generation has produced a genius who can play forbidden arts, and I can't suppress him until the strength is restored."

"Leave it to me. ”

Carlo smiled brightly and bowed gracefully, "I'm glad to serve you." ”

Chrissy's face looked a little better, as if to prove something, and he added, "I will make the Seven Flails and Charmilles do your bidding. There are other Eight Masterpieces Collections.."

Chris's body suddenly bloomed with a lofty and noble momentum, and he said lightly: "It's time to come back too."

"Protoss.." The faces of the Seven Flails and Shamilles suddenly showed a look of frenzy, as if they were thinking of some glorious past.

Carlo grinned, and the figure was in a trance, and the next moment it was gone, followed by Clark, Ralph, and Yoshida.

...

The whole of Japan has become a land of zombies, just like in the movies, the cities are in ruins, and the streets are full of unconscious wandering living dead, who may have survived, but can only hide underground with rats and cockroaches.

Carlo walked down the street, and the zombies wandering on both sides of him ignored him, and even faintly made way for him.

The Seven Flails Society and Charmilles who followed closely behind him became more and more jealous when they saw this strange scene.

What they don't know is that as the creator of the T-virus and the origin of the original sin of gluttony, Carlo can even control all the zombies.

"Tokyo.." Carlo looked at the dead city and sighed to himself: "Sure enough, when people die, it suddenly becomes much more pleasing to the eye."

The eyelids of the Seven Flails and Charmilles jumped in unison.

Carlo glanced at them and couldn't help but chuckle.

Judging from the current situation, the power level of this world is much higher than the world that Carlo came to before, and the scientific and technological civilization is relatively developed.

Come to think of it, thousands of nuclear bombs smashed together, even the Demon Commander can't withstand it, although the possibility is slim.

So, Carlo chose to look for "allies".

The big snake is obviously the best option.

He is parasitic on the body of the young Chris, and is a collection of the will of the "evil" of this world's plane, and to some extent, the purpose of the two coincides, both of which are to destroy the world.

However, one is for self-cleaning, and the other wants the dove to occupy the magpie's nest.