With a "bang", the bus was directly blown away in half!

If it weren't for the fact that the "No. 13 Bus", which is a living body, has a certain perception of the crisis, has released most of the controls in advance, and even specially opened a wide door, I am afraid that it would have only half of its body left by now!

The people in the car couldn't help but fall half of their bodies under this impact, and they were staggered.

The witch fell suddenly from the bus, bouncing on the ground for a moment, and landed firmly on the side of the street lamp next to the platform.

She looked at Bering with a cloudy expression.

Just now, Bering's gray mist exploded, rushing directly towards the witch, almost touching her hair.

If it weren't for her speed, I'm afraid she would have been entangled in this weird and inexplicable mist by now.

Looking at Bering as she emerged from the mist, the witch thought to herself, 'The Prophet looks a little strange. ’

I used to think he was some old monster, but now that I think about it, I was probably frightened by the unexpected situation, so much so that I lost my basic judgment.

A true prophet may only know a little bit of secret, not a different species that he imagined had been passed down from ancient times.

Strictly speaking, in fact, the witch is not very sure about this guess. After all, she had only fought the Prophet once, and neither of them had done their best.

So this idea is actually just what she thinks.

She had to think so, too.

The old guy had made too much of an impression on the witch, and if she had always believed that the prophet was the reborn of that guy, then the witch would probably lose her motivation to resist completely.

That guy's oppressive power in the witch's mind is so strong!

Therefore, the witch only dared to think that the prophet might just be a guy who knew more, and not the person she remembered.

But even so, the witch felt unusually tricky.

The previous shot already made her frown.

Although the speed does not seem to be very fast, the force is very strong......

It looks like we have to win with the advantage of speed.

With this in mind, the witch pressed her hand on the street lamp next to her.

In the next second, small slight fluctuations began to appear in the place where her palm fit the street lamp.

This fluctuation gradually spread, and in just a moment's effort, it has already cut off the three-meter-high street lamp horizontally!

Half of the broken pole slowly fell, and a second before it was about to fall to the ground, it was lightly touched by the witch's finger.

In the next second, the slender light pole began to rotate at high speed in the air!

It spun so fast that it could even blow the long skirt on the witch's body, and a white afterimage appeared in the eyes of the people around it!

The dancing pole swirled around the witch, jumping like a stick.

Looking at Bering slowly approaching in the distance, the witch squinted.

Then with a flick of his fingers, the entire light pole shot out in the direction of Bering!

This unpretentious shot can be regarded as a temptation.

Before, she was only able to test the depth of Bering with stones, but now the witch plans to pick a relatively large prop to see if she can see Bering's ability.

In fact, strictly speaking, "spinning" is also a relatively unpretentious ability. It really only allows the object to rotate at high speed and then manipulate the direction of travel of the object to a certain extent. In addition, it is impossible to use such extremely idealistic means as "magnetic field rotation" and "rotation time".

This kind of thing with the same rules is not something that can be played at the "disaster" level.

They are still living beings so far, and they have no way of sensing the so-called "law"-like existence. It's like what kind of magnetic field is rotating, and you can't even sense the magnetic field itself, so how can you rotate it?

If you can't do it, it's very blue.

So this ability is generally just a means of attack for witches.

But that's not all she has in power.

Her eyes were glued to Bering, and although the witch didn't make any movements, she wanted to bite her nails.

Then she saw Bering look up lightly and stop the fast-spinning pole in mid-air.

The gray mist swelled like a pair of huge palms, forcibly holding the rotating light pole in place, like a trap firmly grasping its prey.

It seems that the fog is flexible. ’

Looking at Bering's movements, the witch's eyes flickered.

She gave up the manipulation of the pole and instead pulled a small, thin, long stick from her bosom.

The stick has a strange shape, with tiny mouthpieces on it that seem to activate certain channels of the stick by inhaling and aspirating. And at the top of the stick, a strange symbol is carved. It looked like two entangled snakes, and it looked like a walking stick.

Placing the stick to her mouth, the witch took a deep breath and gently exhaled it.

Soon, a harsh, high-pitched noise came from the small stick.

Listening to this voice, Bai Ling couldn't help frowning slightly.

For some reason, when the voice echoed in his ears, Bering instinctively felt a wave of disgust.

The melody in it seems to have been born to make people sick to their stomachs and shudder, and if ordinary people hear such syllables, they are afraid that they are now already dizzy, their limbs are weak, and their mouths are sour and sour.

However, Bering was not a living person, so he was not too affected.

Looking at the witch in the distance, Bering's mind moved slightly.

The next second, he said thoughtfully, 'I see. ’

The root of the witch is the Pied Piper of Hamilon. ’

This is a legend that was passed down in the Middle Ages in Europe, and the protagonist of the legend was the singer in a brightly colored dress.

At that time, a certain village was ravaged by a rat plague, and it was repeatedly tried to get rid of rats but to no avail. At a loss, the mayor puts up notices promising that those who solve the rat infestation will receive a lot of rewards.

It was at this time that a brightly dressed man visited the village and claimed to be able to cure the rat infestation.

The mayor was overjoyed, and repeatedly claimed that he would reward the young man once the rat infestation was resolved. The young people lived up to their expectations and successfully used the sound of the flute to attract the rampaging rat plague away and jump into the river one by one.

Originally, this should be regarded as a story of a capable man who uses his superior ability to solve the problems of the people. But soon, the direction of the story changed.

Although the singer succeeded in attracting the rat infestation, the mayor was unwilling to fulfill his promise and even tried to knock the singer out of the village.

In a fit of rage, the singer once again used his miraculous playing skills to resound his flute in every corner of the village.

Then, in the dead of night, the children of the whole village left their homes unconsciously, and came to the singer's surroundings as if they had been inspired by something at the same time.

With the children in hand, the singer disappeared into the village.

This is the origin of the "Pied Piper of Hamiron", or "Pied Piper in Flowers".

What Bering didn't expect was that the witch's root turned out to be the piper.

It turns out that the piper's gender is female?

After thinking about it, Bai Ling couldn't help but shake his head: "No, it shouldn't be that simple. ’

When listening to the witch talking to the high school girl before, Bering clearly heard that the witch had said that there was another person before her who had "infected" her fear to the witch just like she did to the high school girl.

If you analyze it according to this context, does it mean that the witch herself was actually influenced to become a different species?

Could it be that the witch is actually of some alien species...... Derivatives?!

Thinking of this, Bering was shocked!

So far, the derivatives he has encountered are corpse raisers and web weavers. Other than that, I haven't seen anything else.

But there is no doubt that none of those people's derivatives are very powerful. Like a derivative of the corpse man, Lin Qi, who has no extraordinary strength at all, can deal with it.

…… Although Lin Qi himself is not simple.

But there is no doubt about this - that is, the strength of the derivative must not exceed that of its ontology.

But now, according to the witch herself, there was someone who had an effect on her before her......

'A derivative alone can produce a catastrophic xenomorph like a witch...... Monster?! ’

Thinking of this, Bering's face couldn't help but become solemn.

If that's the case, then what would be the level of that xenomorph?

Or to be more precise, on top of the "catastrophe", what else ?!

As if thinking of something bad, Bering couldn't help but shake his head: "No, not necessarily. ’

Maybe the birth of the witch is the inheritance of the next generation, and the piper of the previous generation gave birth to a new generation of witches. And now the witch wants to turn that high school girl into a monster too......

If that's the case, then it's not surprising that the witch's danger level is rated as "disaster".

All monsters with high contagion are definitely in the category of disasters.

These two possibilities echoed in Bering's mind, making his mind a little confused for a while.

Fortunately, this is the sea of consciousness, and the mind is infinitely stretched, which gives Bering enough time to think without being affected by the witch's attack.

After pondering for a long time, Bering had to interrupt the consideration of these questions.

So far, he has too little information to tell which is true.

The main reason is that Bering is completely unclear about what the concept of "origin" level xenomorphism is, which is not recorded in the diary, and the countermeasures bureau also mentions it very vaguely and completely unconcrete.

This is also normal, because in the future recorded in the diary, all the hunters who have seen the "origin" are dead.

None of them were able to return to the human gathering place alive, and naturally there was no way to pass on the information about the origin.

Even if the "Red Spider" is promoted to the four cores of the 'origin', it is only after it became the origin, some scholars use the existing clues to deduce it through classics and materials.

Because this is a complete isolated case, the future human race will not know at all whether all xenomorph promotion origins need four cores.

In the end, humanity loses because it knows too little!

But now it's clear that it's not the same as what is written in the diary.

Consciousness floats from the boundless ocean, the moment when cascading clouds float over the moon, and the sporadic moonlight falls to the ground.

Bering opened his eyes, and a cyan light flowed under his eyes.

He pulled open his trench coat, revealing the gray shirt underneath, and then with a flick of his fingers, he pulled a test tube out of the front pocket of the shirt.

Between Bering's two fingers, the scarlet liquid in the test tube slowly rolled against the glass surface, like a brilliant scorching sun!

With the witch's hoarse and mocking flute, Bering did not hesitate for a moment, pulled out the plug of the test tube, and stabbed it hard into his arm!

The red liquid flowed into the skin little by little, and under the fair skin, the red streamer that meandered forward was like a manic red python moving forward at high speed!

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In the veins where the blood was dry, the rushing torrent resounded again at this moment!

Feeling the movement in his body, Bai Ling thought calmly: "When I fought with Qingguang and Song Qingci before, the intensity of the battle was not great, so I only need to use it as a tinder. ’

But the battle with the witch is obviously not comparable to those two guys.

So, it's time to try what level you can achieve after being injected with the Soul Burning Elixir.

With this in mind, Bering raised his head and calmly looked at the witch opposite.

In those eyes, there was lava as red as if it was hot gold, roaring uncontrollably!

Soon, with the sound of the witch's flute, countless thin and thin sounds, as if something was moving forward against the ground, came from far and near.

Countless rats like blood are rushing towards this place!

Each of these rats is extremely large, far exceeding the usual categories. Just as far as Bering can see, the largest is the size of a small dog!

This is clearly not a normal animal.

I'm afraid it's the result of the witch's flute sound.

However, I didn't expect that there would be so many rats in Morrowind City.

It doesn't look like the local sanitation work is doing very well.

With such a thought flashing in his mind, Bering turned his head and opened his five fingers at the rats that were running wildly in the distance.

As the five fingers opened, the mist dispersed in that direction little by little.

About twenty meters away from Bering, when the rats were about to break into Bering's side.

His fingers reluctantly contracted!

In the next second, the mist also contracted with the movement of the fingers!

These dense fogs seemed to be wrapped in surging power, and even when the rats were still in a forward momentum, they were completely contained and completely gathered in the hazy fog, as if they were wrapped in the palm of a huge hand!

Staring at the giant rats in the distance that were entwined and still "squeaking", Bering's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Try it, Red Lotus's Burn."

The voice fell.

The red streamer under Bering's eyes is getting more and more intense!

At the same time, along with the light, there were also a swarm of rats in the distance that were engulfed by the great force.

They spontaneously combusted without fire, and brilliant sparks instantly traveled from their hair snakes, directly burning them all into a huge fireball!

At this moment, in the dark street, the sky dawned.