The inpatient building of the Sacred Heart Maria Hospital seems to have been dragged into hell by Satan.

The baby's terrifying cry rang out like a tidal wave and swept through the building.

The women downstairs, who were still happily receiving milk powder lipsticks, looked terrified and retreated in fright.

"It's a demon!"

"It was the demon who killed that night! Here they are! ”

The tales of demons circulating in the hospital suddenly turned from idle talk to reality, and patients and nurses fled, leaving only the nervous-looking logistics specialists.

They kept contacting the operations center, but never received any response.

……

"There it is!"

Almost as soon as the baby's cry sounded, Caesar's Desert Eagle, with Frigga bullets in his hand, opened fire first.

The bullet left obvious marks on the ceiling, Chu Zihang's eyes locked, and he raised his hand to throw out the village rain in his hand.

With a terrible scream, a small black monster fell from the ventilation duct, and the blade of Murayu's blade pierced its chest.

Chu Zihang strode out, grabbed the hilt of the knife and cut the monster's chest along with the head.

"Hell, what is this!"

Caesar's breathing became a little rapid, it was the first time he had seen such a monster.

But judging from the pale golden eyes that fell out, this thing must have something to do with the dragons.

"Look at the body type, it should be a baby's ......"

“…… It's the sinful deeds of the heretics. ”

Chu Zihang grabbed the hilt of Murayu's knife, and his voice became low, suppressing his anger.

Professor Manstein had told him and Lu Mingfei about dark alchemy, and immediately guessed the origin of these little monsters.

"Baby...... These inhuman lunatics,! ”

Caesar was not a fool, and even the noble son of the Gattuso family, who had always been highly educated, couldn't help but curse in a low voice at this time.

There was no time to lament the promotion of Chinese education at the Kassel Academy for the quintessence of the country, and a deafening gunfire had already sounded upstairs.

A battle has broken out on Lu Mingfei's side!

"Operations Center! Please answer when you receive it! ”

Caesar called the operations center, but there was no response from the other side of the headset.

"Communications have been cut off, this monster's latent ability is too strong, and the combat center must have been attacked."

"I propose that we go downstairs to rescue and join the other specialists."

Caesar said in a deep voice.

"I suggest we join Lu Mingfei first."

Chu Zihang put forward his own suggestions.

"Why do you ......?"

Caesar was about to ask questions, but the dense sound of footsteps running on the ceiling made the two of them look nervous:

"First out ......"

"Ga ——!!!"

Several small black monsters pounced through the gaps in the ceiling, like swift and bloodthirsty cats.

They clutched sharp knives in their hands, and their hideous faces reminded Caesar of the movie "Ghost Wachachi" he had seen.

That's what the executive commissioner was killed by this kind of thing, right?

"Bang bang bang!"

Caesar's Desert Eagle, loaded with .50AE shells, fired, and the terrifying kinetic energy of 2,200 joules shattered the heads of the ghost babies with precision.

"Nine rounds."

Caesar shook his aching wrist slightly, and after meditating on the number of bullets in the magazine, his dark blue eyes flashed with a faint golden glow.

The high syllables burst out of his throat, and the grand chanting even drowned out the cry for a moment.

Seeing this, Chu Zihang immediately stepped closer to Caesar, and Murayu's blade accurately cut off the heads of the two ghost babies in midair.

Sequence 59, Words and Spirits. Weasel.

A field with Caesar as the center with a radius of twenty meters unfolded, and all the sounds in this field were captured by Caesar, forming a radar in his mind in the form of a three-dimensional model.

It's just that this time it was more troublesome to build a radar map than usual, and the cries and bangs that Caesar could hear were also amplified dozens of times.

His brain was racing at high speed, trying to get rid of the noises and catch the sound of the ghost babies running.

In this way, he can be the first to blast the other party in mid-air before the ghost babies can send sharp knives into their heads with incredible agility.

"Bang bang bang!"

Six ghost babies pounced, and Caesar and Chu Zihang dealt with it back to back.

Four of them were pierced through the head by Caesar's sand eagle, and the remaining two were killed by Chu Zihang's knife with a coherent knife technique of two consecutive blows of stabbing and cross-cutting.

"I have five live ammunition left, and Dick Tudo is not on him."

"At the moment we have at least 30 'Chats' on top of our heads, and it's better to unify our strategy."

Caesar said to his rival clinging to his back.

In the three months of enrollment, he has always wanted to challenge Lu Mingfei, but he has never seen Lu Mingfei's shadow in the relevant practical courses.

And Chu Zihang, who often goes in and out with Lu Mingfei, has become his challenge choice.

Chu Zihang proved to be a rather challenging opponent indeed.

In the initial encounter, Caesar was still able to gain an advantage in both shooting and cold weapons.

But it didn't take long for Chu Zihang's swordsmanship to change from a hobby of the Children's Palace to an artistic skill that deprived him of life.

not only pressed him hard, but even overturned several senior brothers in the kendo club in a headmaster's personal lesson.

Now the two are tied for the first place in the precision shooting class and the cold weapon actual combat class, and it is difficult to distinguish between the two if they really fight.

In the words of a well-known school of boxing in southern China:

I'm fast seven steps away, he's fast within seven steps.

"Let's meet Lu Mingfei first, and then we will formulate a detailed strategy."

Chu Zihang's thoughts remained the same.

Another round of the Ghost Baby's attack is coming, and the "Scythe" has locked their position before they pounce.

Without even looking, Caesar fired five shots in that direction, and finally five .50AE rounds pierced the heads of the five ghost babies.

"I've heard his bearings, he's down to the twelfth floor."

"But the problem is that seventy percent of the 'Chuachy' is rushing to him, and we are only dealing with the thirty who happened to see us."

Caesar said.

"Then we should support him."

After Chu Zihang finished speaking, he kicked open the door of 1208 in an instant.

Outside the door, explosions and roars resounded throughout the corridor.

Lu Mingfei's thin hospital gown was already stained with alien black blood.

He walked down the corridor with a blank face, golden lava flowing in his eyes.

In his left hand, he held a blaster pistol that symbolized the Emperor's wrath, and with each shot, one or even two small alien bodies burst into mid-air.

The nerves in the armament department have indeed managed to maximize the power of the bomb with the help of existing technology and materials.

For example, the mass reaction fuze is directly changed to a simple and crude proximity fuze, and after contacting the target, the entire warhead directly explodes and splits into dozens of deadly shrapnel to tear the target's body apart.

"Bang!"

Two xenomorphs burst out of the ward on the right, intending to use their agility to deliver a non-lethal attack on Lu Ming.

But they were greeted by a roaring chainsaw sword, the high-speed spinning blade instantly splitting a small alien in two, and black blood splattered everywhere;

Then the one was like a skewer of meat, pierced through the chest by a fiery chainsaw sword.

It was a one-sided slaughter, and the death of each little alien was a precise one-hit, and Lu Mingfei didn't fire an extra shot or a trace of superfluous action.

So much so that behind him were the pale-faced Academy Commissioners.

Those agile little black monsters seemed to be rushing over and taking the initiative to sacrifice their lives to Lu Mingfei.