In the Resident Evil world, the mutant bat drakemon is one of the strongest monsters, and Shen Mu believes that its danger level is even higher than that of the 'tyrant'. Because being able to fly means being flexible, and having a high agility speed is a great advantage both offensively and defensively.

However, the size of the bat drakemon in front of him was inevitably a little too large, with a wingspan of nearly twenty meters, almost like a giant dragon.

A monster of this size, just by facing it, you can see great psychological pressure.

However, Shen Mu was keenly aware that there seemed to be something wrong with this mutant bat dragon beast. He didn't remember that the Bat Dragomon didn't have such a high IQ, and he didn't remember that it could control the Licker, and he was sure there was no one on the back of the Bat Dragomon!

Shen Mu could see clearly that there was a half-length figure on the back of the bat dragon beast. Instead of riding on it, the lower half of the body is completely fused into the body of the Bat Dragomon, like a symbiosis!

So it was, Shen Mu thought of a possible guess.

The mutant bat dragon beast grabbed the minibus and flew up more than ten meters into the air, and then released its sharp claws under the gaze of everyone. The minibus smashed straight down, and the fuel tank exploded with a 'boom', and a ball of flames exploded.

"Haha...... The mutant bat drakemon let out a strange laugh, and two cyan hurricanes swept towards everyone with its four wings.......

The hurricane swept away the sand and rocks, blowing Shen Mu's cheeks like a knife, and his body shook like a small grass, as if he was about to be blown away at any time.

"Hurricane Technique!" Feeling the magical elements contained in the hurricane, Han Yang's face became extremely ugly. This is not an ordinary wind, but a second-level wind magic 'Hurricane Technique'. Being able to use second-order magic at will, coupled with such a huge size, it can be judged that this monster must have at least fifth-order, or even sixth-order combat power.

Is this level of monster really something they can deal with? A sense of fear and despair quietly lingered in my heart.

"Ahaha...... Wolf, long time no see, how have you been lately?" the bat drake beast hovered in mid-air, and suddenly burst out laughing. As you can hear, this laughter is full of schadenfreude and banter.

"Evil wind, is that you, aren't you dead?" the wolf was shocked to hear the bat drake beast call out his name. He looked intently at the back of the batdrakemon, and sure enough, he saw a familiar face. Then he was even more stunned!

Like him, Evil Wind is also the leader of a small adventurous party. There have been collaborations and conflicts between the two teams. Generally speaking, the relationship between them is not very good, and there was a fierce battle that broke out some time ago. In that battle, he shot an arrow through Evil Wind's chest, causing Evil Wind to recuperate for two months. Not long ago, he had heard that Evil Wind had once again assembled a new team and was ready to enter the Mixed Metaverse to do a great job. After that, Evil Wind and his team never appeared again, and it is said that they were wiped out in a ruin.

So you can imagine how surprised the wild wolf was to see the evil wind here. At the same time, he also wondered who had been staring at them from behind.

"Dead? no, I'm alive and well now. Look, what a powerful body this is!" Evil Wind kept twisting the body of the Bat Dragon Beast and laughed insolently, "Didn't you say that I can't be promoted to the Fifth Order due to my limited talents?" But now, I am the Sixth Order, the only Sixth Order Wind Demon Dragon Knight in this world. For the sake of being old friends, I'll give you a chance to break through your own innate limitations!"

"Sixth-Order Wind Demon Dragon Knight, why haven't I heard of this profession, it can't be your own creation, right? Look at yourself, are you still human?" The lower half of Vicious Wind's body had completely fused with the Bat Dragoon, a fist-sized hole in its chest, and a large mouth full of sharp teeth had cracked under its abdomen. This is almost exactly the same as when Batu mutated before.

"As long as you can become stronger, does it matter if you are human?" Evil Wind smiled evilly, and the bat dragon beast on the lower half of its body suddenly raised its head, spewing out a high-speed rotating wind wheal from its mouth, slashing a trajectory in the air and slamming into a tall building not far away.

I only heard a loud bang, and the middle of the dozens of floors building was directly blown up in half, and the power was amazing.

The corners of Shen Mu's eyes couldn't stop beating. This move he had seen in the underground fighting arena of Black Star, the fourth-level wind magic 'Wind Whirlwind Cannon'. He had seen this cannon shatter the chest of the shield warrior with his own eyes, and if he were to be hit by this cannon, he would definitely be crushed.

It seems that Evil Wind is also infected by the T virus. But why did such a mutation occur with the mutant bat drakemon was something he couldn't understand, and there was no precedent for such a thing in the Resident Evil world?

The symbiosis between humans and biochemical weapons?

"What do you want? Speak up!" The wild wolf knew that this was a naked threat, his eyes were fixed on the evil wind, but he secretly gestured to Shen Mu and them with his hands behind his back, telling them to be ready to withdraw at any time.

"It's easy, leave you behind, and become like me. Thank me for the gift!" The evil wind chuckled strangely, and then quickly swooped down. At the same time, the four wings shook, throwing out large wind blades to block their way.

There is a difference of one or two orders between the professional levels, and the gap is not very obvious in the low-level career stage, and several people still have a great chance of fighting back when they cooperate with each other. But once the level is worse than the third order, there will be a qualitative change, and it is no longer possible to win simply by relying on the number of people. And the sixth-order profession is definitely a crushing existence for Shen Mu and them, who are first- and second-order small shrimps, and there is no possibility of winning.

The huge difference in rank made Shen Mu and them unable to even have the heart to resist. After the battle, Han Fei quickly threw down a smoke bomb, and several people turned around and ran.

At this time, no one really cared about anyone, Shen Mu poured the last bottle of speed potion, and all kinds of life-saving BUFF magic blessed himself, and ran all the way according to the serpentine route. This location is not far from the entrance of the ruins, and you can see it by turning the street in front of you.

But Shen Mu had only just run a few steps when he suddenly felt a hot liquid pour onto his body, and then a strong smell of blood came to his nose.

Turning his head in shock, he saw that Yueqing was not in a hurry to dodge, and was hit by several wind blades in a row. Her magical defenses were shattered almost instantly, and the wind blade burst through her chest, splattering large expatriates of blood. Shen Mu could even see the passage of life in her eyes, as well as the desire to survive.

Out of the priest's instinct, Shen Mu raised his hand to release a secondary healing technique for her. But it was too late, and a blade of wind slashed her neck with precision. The head flew high, and the body collapsed to the ground, a pair of eyes still stuck in disbelief, dead and blinding.

Another person died so quickly, and Shen Mu had nothing to do about it. He could only grit his teeth and continue to run forward, secretly praying that he would not be so unlucky.

Maybe his prayers really worked, or maybe the evil wind didn't take his little priest seriously at all, and the next attacks didn't come at him.

"Ahaha...... Run, do you think you can get out?" Vicious Wind laughed strangely as he unleashed all kinds of wind magic, which was simply indiscriminate, like an otherworldly version of a bomber.

Shen Mu didn't have time to look back, but he heard Han Fei's screams and curses, and it seemed that he was injured. As a scout thief, Han Fei's agility attribute is the highest except for wild wolves. If you look at the data alone, he is the one most likely to escape. But he didn't expect to be taken care of by the evil wind because of this, and several magic spells went straight to him. He tried hard to avoid most of them, but eventually he was hit and was grazed in the calf by a wind blade.

At this time, a leg injury is basically equivalent to a death sentence. Han Fei also realized this, and his face changed instantly. And before he could react, he only felt a pain in his chest, and the whole person was rushed into the air more than ten meters high by a huge force.

Looking at the four sharp claws peeking out of his chest with sad and unwilling eyes, Han Fei coughed up a large mouthful of blood from his throat. He could feel his internal organs pierced, and life was flowing like blood.

"Haha, how is it! It tastes good!" Vicious Wind watched Han Fei's dying struggle playfully, while the Bat Dragon Beast lowered its head and bit half of his shoulder.

Han Fei roared in pain, but a fierce light flashed in his eyes. Those who are wandering in the mixed metaverse know that sooner or later they will have such a day. He was prepared for death, but he would never be willing to die.

"Grandma, I didn't expect to die at the hands of this thing. Let Lao Tzu give you a good thing to taste!" "While spitting blood, he forcibly turned around and pulled out a silver hilt from under his neck. Han Fei grinned fiercely with his bloody teeth, pressed the switch in his hand, and a blue beam of light erupted from the front of the hilt, forming a thunder light long sword that stabbed into the belly of the bat dragon beast.