The curse continues.

If it is an ordinary pollutant or xenomorph, if it is injured by such an extraordinary power, it will also die, but the pseudo-human xenomorph is different.

It's a stitching monster in its own right.

Simply blowing it up would only separate the broken limbs that had been put together into the giant's body, turning them into more, scattered limbs, but not killing it completely.

To kill it once and for all, it is necessary to carefully obliterate every screaming stump, and to shred every part of the pseudo-human xenomorph - this is not an easy thing to do.

Yanluge naturally understands this.

So before his body reached the limit of his death, he activated another ability.

Specialized route supernatural ability, "schizophrenia".

"Schizophrenia" is a supernatural ability belonging to the profession of "crazy performer", and its function is as its name suggests, but the conditions for activation are relatively harsh, and direct physical contact is required.

After being promoted to a second star, this ability can even distort and affect the enemy's thinking and generate a personality out of thin air, such as turning a big man's personality into a crying little girl.

However, this ability is generally only useful for the supernatural, and has no effect on pollutants - because they are the product of chaos.

But when Yanlu Song applied it to the pseudo-human xenomorph, it had an unexpected effect.

The severed limbs that had exploded from the pseudo-human xenomorphs screamed and squirmed back to their bodies, but they had just converged when the voice of "Wang Danian" suddenly came from a certain part of the stump.

The remnants of the man's personality whispered, "I'm dead, yes, I'm dead, I know I'm dead."

"But why am I still alive? No, no, I'm not alive, I'm not alive.

"Not alive, but not dead. So, what am I? What the hell am I? ”

A head embedded in the body of a pseudo-human xenomorph raised its head slightly, and looked at Yan Yuge, with pain and helplessness in his eyes, but not the slightest frenzy.

Wang Danian's personality, who realized that he had died and "committed suicide" before his "death", was once again aware of his death.

Just like any other suicidal personality.

"Monster! Go to hell! Let me die! ”

"I'm sorry, I don't want to hurt you - let me die!"

"Die!!"

Led by "Wang Danian", those virtual personalities who had "committed suicide" once shouted and burst violently.

The entire pseudo-human xenomorph exploded into pieces again from the inside out, irrepressibly.

Yan Luge had been thrown out of the way in the previous explosion, and now he stood up again, looking at the crushed pseudo-human xenos not far away.

He found that the death curse on his body had stopped.

The heart is beating again, the blood is flowing again, and the dead muscles are slowly rejuvenating.

Yan Luge looked at the pseudo-human xenomorph who fell into a frenzy and smiled: "Heh, it seems that I guessed correctly.

"You are the aggregate of the broken personalities of many polluters, and for a 'stitch monster' like you, your self-will is messy and broken.

"The so-called 'say three times in one sentence' is just an appearance, and the premise of your real ability to activate should be the instantaneous unity of chaotic consciousness - this characteristic is manifested in the spirit of repeated description.

"The ability of 'schizophrenia' induces those personalities in you who have committed suicide once, making them commit suicide again, making your consciousness unable to unify, and the ability to speak and spirit will naturally fail."

Battles on the Transcendent Battlefield are not won by sheer strength.

Sometimes, as long as you grasp the most essential thing of power and find a certain breakthrough point, you will turn defeat into victory.

The system is right.

Convincing the remaining virtual personalities to commit suicide is the best way to deal with the pseudo-human xenomorph - and the only way to make the words and songs defeat the pseudo-human xenomorphs.

Therefore, it has to let Yan Luge complete the task of "persuading Wang Danian" no matter what.

It wasn't until the pseudo-human xenomorph appeared that Yanlu Song figured this out - fortunately, it wasn't too late.

When the pseudo-human xenos were severely injured by the second explosion, Yanluge had already rushed forward again.

At this moment, he has removed the broken half-dragon form and returned to his former appearance, but with a thick and powerful scarlet tentacle waving behind his back, he still does not look like a human.

At this moment, the pseudo-human xenomorph itself has been completely shattered, and its own consciousness cannot be unified, and it is impossible to organize an effective resistance at all, just like an ordinary person, entangled by tentacles.

The ferocious and brutal tentacle monster wrapped around the legs of the pseudo-alien and tightened it hard.

Words and songs repeated, and all sorts of supernatural abilities exploded together, mercilessly beginning to split and tear its limbs.

Probably realizing that they were at the end of their rope, the pseudo-human xenomorphs no longer tried to unify their consciousness.

It split on its own, turning into countless splintered, self-moving stumps and severed arms.

The severed limbs fell to the ground and turned back into a contaminant of blood-colored meridians, some of which pounced on him, while others tried to flee in panic.

"Ha, do you want to escape?" Yan Luge narrowed his eyes.

In order to completely destroy the pseudo-human xenomorph, it is necessary to destroy every stump, every cell, and every virtual personality that composes it.

Allowing any of these contaminants to escape could cause the contamination to spread again, forming new pseudo-human xenomorphs.

“Miajnigis min esti homo.”

“Miajnigis min esti homo.”

“Miajnigis…”

"What to read! It's noisy! ”

Yanlu Song unleashed a supernatural ability.

Specialized course ability, "Metal Manipulation".

An invisible force field was released, and the metal from all around, from the underground, from the wreckage of the building responded to his call, and in an instant it deformed into sharp metal spikes, piercing the bodies of the pollutants that were trying to escape.

As the last pollutant visible in sight was killed, the ruins fell silent once more.

Only the crack of the wind blowing through the ruins remained.

The bruised boy stood in place for a long time.

After a long time, Yan Luge blinked: "It's over? ”

But after the words were spoken, he quickly denied the previous statement: "No, not yet.

"The system did not indicate the death of the pseudo-human xenomorph, and the related xenomorph mark did not surface.

"Not only that, but the system doesn't even announce the end of the phased mission 'Battle'.

"That means I'm not out of the fight...... Haven't really killed the aggregate monster I got out yet. ”

Yan Luge blinked and looked around.

Everywhere you look, there are rubbles and contaminated corpses that he killed.

"So, are there any fish that have slipped through the net?"

Yan Luge slowly walked around, but he didn't find any pollutants that could still move.

"Where the hell are you hiding?"

Unable to find his enemy, the warning signs in Yan Luge's heart slowly rose.

"Oh, it's so well hidden......"

Just as Yan Luge was about to reopen a system task and retrieve the traces of the pseudo-human xenomorph, his movements suddenly paused suddenly.

An excruciatingly intense pain erupted abruptly from the depths of the soul, from the limbs to the torso.

"I see......"

Yan Luge lowered his head and looked at his hands and body.

Because of the close contact with the xenomorphs in the battle, there are many traces of pollution on his body.

The most serious should be the arms that pierced into the pseudo-human xenomorph's body, which have been severely eroded by the polluting force. In addition, wherever the blood of the alien is touched, there are traces of contamination and distortion.

This erosion occurs from the inside out.

Like those contaminants that left only the gray-white skin and vascular meridians, he was becoming similar.

Words and songs can be felt...... The muscles, bones, and internal organs beneath his skin were slowly and brutally dissolving as if they had been immersed in strong acid.

The pseudo-xenomorph was awakening from within his body.

"I see......

"Pseudo-alien, you are a monster parasitic in the polluting forces.

"As long as the polluting power that spreads out of you as the source is not eradicated, you will not die.

"And I was tainted by your power in the previous battle.

"So, even I became a part of you."

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(End of chapter)