Kureo, who returned to his human form and was naked, was dragged out of the compartment by a wrist by the Wakatsuki samurai like a dead dog.

The physical exertion of his first transformation and Wakatsuki's heavy punches had already made him completely out of strength.

But even so, he still had a hideous smile on the corner of his mouth, staring at the blue-gray skin on his wrist.

"Hah! Ha ha! This power.... That's great! ”

The noisy and harsh sound made Wakatsuki, who was already in a violent state, look even more ugly.

But perhaps he was indeed at the forefront of the development of strength, and even though his facial expressions had been gritted his teeth, the movements of his hands were still not rough.

Throw Wu Lei'an a loose white lab coat and place him on a chair.

And the white hall mirror and the pickaxe red leaves entered the dilapidated compartment again.

"Unfortunately, the operating table was destroyed by that guy. But I want to ......"

Pickaxe Momiji's face smiled charmingly, but the sword light in his hand did not lag in the slightest, and stabbed straight into Bai Tangjing's chest.

"With your courage, it can't be inferior to that Wu Lei'an, right?"

"Don't worry, doctor." Bai Tangjing's face was calm. In order to be able to let the fragile scalpel penetrate the flesh, he even deliberately softened the flesh with internal force.

"The pain of being stripped of a piece of skin is not worth the operating table and restraint belts."

It seems that he wants to tell himself that the scene that he was shocked by the teenager just now is just an illusion.

Pickaxe Momiji stared into Bai Tangjing's eyes, and deliberately cut a piece of skin on his chest with a slow and steady technique.

He hoped that the pain would make the man tremble, even if it was just a flash in his eyes.

It gives him peace of mind. Let him know that the young man in front of him is just a human being.

...... But he was disappointed.

Until he put a piece of Godzilla's skin against the other party's chest in the sound of "stabbing".

The deep black child's holes were still calmly looking at him like a lake.

The living and the dead, who have passed through thousands of fleshy pickaxes and red leaves, in the gaze of those eyes, they inexplicably feel a chill in their hearts.

As if trying to escape, the speed at which Pickaxe Momiji left the cell and closed the door was much faster than when he operated on Wu Lei'an.

"Shhhhhh

The door closed with the sound of an air pressure valve.

The Wakatsuki samurai was once again ready to rush in and violently suppress it, and stood in front of the door.

And this long red hair has been a super doctor with a cynical expression since he appeared in people's eyes.

At this time, with an unprecedented solemn expression, he looked at the man sitting on the scrapped operating table through the observation window.

Looking at his calm face, he thoughtfully stroked the blue-black implanted skin on his chest.

On the tall and burly body, the muscles rise and fall like angular mountains as they breathe.

An unparalleled sense of power.

"That, doctor......" Wakatsuki, who had been standing for a while, asked with a frown. Has the fusion taken a little longer? ”

Generally speaking, within half a minute of Godzilla cells touching the human body, the pain originating from the cells will begin to kick in.

The body will twitch and twist unconsciously.

In two minutes at most, the precursors of transformation should start to appear.

The deformation of the bones under the skin, the transformation of the color of the skin......

But five minutes have passed since the Baitang mirror was transplanted.

He hasn't changed in the slightest.

Pickaxe Momiji's face is almost attached to the glass.

The eyes of those Danfeng flashed with surprise that almost burned like flames.

"Quick! Wakatsuki, get in and bring him out! ”

The door was opened again with the sound of a barometric valve, and the Wakatsuki samurai entered.

"Gollum-"

As soon as she stepped on the floor of the room, Wakatsuki swallowed her saliva reflexively, and the hairs all over her body stood up involuntarily!

It's completely different from the relaxed feeling of facing Wu Lei'an just now, the guy who has transformed for the first time!

It was a sense of crisis as if a thousand blades were hot and red against the whole body.

"Blade?" The samurai only felt ridiculous in his heart.

What blade can cut through your current skin?

That's the momentum of the White Hall Mirror!

With this ethereal thing alone, he let his body directly enter a state of imminent battle......

You're still so scary! White Hall!

At the same time, along with the sense of crisis, there is also the wild beastliness in Godzilla cells!

Wakatsuki twisted her face, resisting the desire to fight, to tear everything apart.

You are a person with "qualifications".

He took this to heart and used it to motivate himself to stay sane.

This yellow-haired and muscular man was cautiously approaching Bai Tangjing sitting on the scrapped operating table at this time.

"Baitang? You okay? ”

Perhaps even the Samurai Wakatsuki himself didn't notice that his current voice was hoarse like that of a roaring tiger.

One arm, even more unconsciously, is crunching its fists!

"Was-"

With an instantaneous sound of breaking the air, the figure that was originally sitting on the operating table disappeared like smoke.

Wakatsuki's childhole, which had been vaguely transformed into a beast, suddenly contracted, and the clenched fist under instinct slammed behind him!

The beastly body, even if it is hastily exerted, still brings the roar of a sonic boom!

The debris scattered on the floor was like foam on a whirlpool in the surging air.

On the observation window, the eyes of the pickaxe Momiji unconsciously widened in surprise.

Even the large, stupid father and son, who had entered the room from behind him, didn't notice it.

"Peng!"

Inside the isolation cell, after a loud bang.

A human hand grasped the beast's fist and stopped in front of the smiling face.

"I'm feeling pretty good. It's you, Wakatsuki. Bai Tangjing looked at the samurai condescendingly, the power in his hand making the samurai's fists creak and tremble.

"You who have 'warmed up' with Wu Lei'an, it doesn't seem to be in a good condition."

The bones of the fist, and the spikes on the skin, all creak and crunch in the palm of a human hand, making people feel terrible and sad.

With the strength of just one hand, he forcibly pressed Wakatsuki down half his head.

"In return for bringing me here, let's do an experiment, Wakatsuki."

Wakatsuki's complexion is precisely because the suppression of power is becoming more and more serious, and the battle spirit is becoming more and more wild and untamable!

Bai Tangjing smiled close to the samurai's distorted face, and his voice was smooth and deep like a small talk between old friends.

"After all, I always feel that the guys who suppressed Godzilla's cell animality and adopted it for their own use shouldn't have such a little power."

"Right?"

said.

"Winter!" There was a blow of flesh and skin, and the boy's kick kicked Wakatsuki's chest.

The force of force directly kicked the half-beast body into the wall at the other end of the room.

Wu Lei'an transformed for the first time, and when he went crazy, he smashed it wildly, and he just hung a metal wall with scratches, and was directly printed with a human-shaped depression!

It seems that the impact shook the foundation of the entire house, and even the room outside the isolation room shook violently horizontally!

Even the pickaxe Momiji, who was leaning against the observation window, was shocked and unbalanced, hitting the huge chest of the chest muscles behind him.

As soon as he looked up, he saw that the erosion of the flesh caused by the beating with his son was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The hideous face looked at the battle in the observation window, and showed an excited grin.

"The kid who has just been strengthened, can he detect this step?"

"Really...... Fucking interesting! ”