Bang! Bang! Bang!

Several invisible men pressed Dean's minions to bite, bone spurs to poke, tails to whip, and long tongues to wrap around!

Dean barely swung his forearm to block a few blows to the face, but the rest of the body took dozens of blows in a second.

He was like a fighting dummy who was fixed in place and let people beat him, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Moreover, the invisible manpower is infinitely large, the speed is as fast as lightning, and each attack is more powerful than the bullet, and the ghost armor begins to tremble violently, and once broken, Dean will face the attack and be torn to pieces.

The threat of death gave rise to intense anger, and the anger caused him to explode with tremendous telekinesis far beyond the level.

Circles of dust rose up, and a powerful shockwave swept outward around Dean's body, and the invisible men who surrounded him were thrown backwards in shock, landing and sliding again, crashing into the sink.

The space around Dean is clear.

"A total of five invisible people, melee one against five, I am by no means an opponent!"

With a flash of thought, he picked up his weapon and turned to run, sprinting with all his strength towards the site where the C4 explosives were buried, and the God's perspective swept to the two invisible men behind him who were marked by the purple-red potion.

They fluttered their wings again and flew at a speed so fast that they brought out a whirring wind, and they spat out their crossbow-like tongues in mid-air towards Dean, but the tongues were burned by the sudden wall of fire on the ground halfway through, and they shrank back in pain, and their flying bodies were also struck - the gasoline trenches that Dean had arranged in advance had done a miracle.

Dean seized the opportunity to continue to lunge forward, throwing fire sources with his left hand, accurately igniting the trenches to block the tongue attacks of the invisible man.

The raging flames lit up the entire experimental field and Dean's sweaty face, the temperature was instantly raised by several degrees, the space was distorted and deformed under the high temperature, and the ghost armor that was afraid of fire was more and more constricted inward.

Dean picked up the grenade launcher in both hands and began to check the distance to the target.

Thirty meters!

Turning around, the grenade launcher in his hand was aimed at the C4 explosive burial site thirty meters away, and the two stained figures were about to arrive at the location.

Pull the trigger!

Bang!

The flames are rising into the sky!

The echo of the Big Bang spread around every corner, and the foundations of the entire experimental site shook violently.

The walls trembled, the affected experimental instruments creaked, accompanied by a crackling sound, and several sinks exploded directly.

Crystal glass slag flew all over the sky, and the swollen corpse specimen slid to the ground, and the turbid liquid sprayed out, and was instantly evaporated by the high temperature into a white vapour of water vapor.

And in the mist, a colorful rain of blood fell in the center of the explosion, and the two dyed figures were torn into flesh and blood by the power of grenades and C4!

In the sharp pain like the displacement of the internal organs, a fishy sweetness welled up in Dean's mouth, a line of blood flowed out from under his nose, but a perfect hint flashed in front of him-

"You killed the chameleon*2, shot LV4 (320→330/500), activated by the supernatural hunter, you draw 0.5 power, 0.2 physique, part of the vitality and mental power...

Power: 15.5→16

Fitness: 17.1→17.3"

The warmth quickly healed Dean's injuries, replenished the body's consumption, and cleared his mind, and he picked up the launcher again and ran backwards, pulling away the distance.

"Ahhh

But a terrible scream interrupted his tracks.

The scream was so loud that the glass shards on the ground were shaken into the air, and Dean's eardrums were torn and tingled, and the next second he felt a strong wind coming from the back of his neck.

Mental power instantly turned into a shield and blocked behind him.

But the hateful blow was so powerful that it shattered the shield and sent him flying sideways, crashing into the sidewall and striking a shallow human-shaped crater, and the launcher came out of his hand again, sliding behind a sink in the distance.

Behind Dean, three rapidly approaching figures were clearly visible, their otherwise invisible bodies hung in the explosion, and the blood, dust, and liquid in the sink marked them.

They are no longer invisible.

The two tallest figures leaped into the air and landed at the sides of Dean's body at an alarming speed, their claws grabbing at his throat and temples, their tails sweeping away the twin spears he had caught, and their raised calves kicking his lower body.

Dean roared angrily, and under the dual protection of telekinesis and ghost armor, he shook the two attackers away.

But in the middle of his defenses, a third tongue shot out of the void, wrapping around his right calf and pulling it back.

Dean's body was unbalanced and fell forward, and his super agility made him pull out the dogleg knife at his waist before his cheek touched the ground, twisted his waist and turned around and split half of his tongue, but he saw the two figures that were shocked and stuck to him like a stubborn disease.

There is no room for guns in hand-to-hand combat.

Dean stood up with a carp, a dog-leg knife in his left hand and a dog-leg knife in his right hand, and danced with a burst of impermeable knife light under the blessing of fighting lv3, stubbornly resisting the stormy attacks of the two-headed monsters, because of the protection of the ghost armor, he only attacked but could not defend.

He ate a kick from the big guy to the back of the waist, and with a false move in his left hand, he attracted the claws swinging from the front, and the dogleg knife in his right hand swung a long arc, slicing half of the chameleon's neck.

Colored blood splattered Dean's face, but the injured chameleon just licked his fingers and wiped them around his neck, and the baby's mouth-like opening blinked and sprouted and glued.

It continues to attack unaffected!

Dean's eyelids jumped, and his expression became more and more impatient!

The combination of two close and one distant opponents was extremely shameless, and whenever he tried to get rid of the two enemies at close range, a third, constantly changing position, wrapped his hands and feet with long-range attacks to prevent him from escaping.

He seemed to be stuck in a swamp and thorns, struggling repeatedly, but he fell deeper and deeper and was pierced and bruised all over his body.

In just two minutes of battle, the ghost armor withstood countless baptisms of attacks, and it was about to disappear.

The chameleons, who were slashed by the blades and covered in wounds, healed themselves in the blink of an eye, leaving only shallow traces of blood, and the more they fought, the more brave they became.

Di's head rises with enlightenment!

Can't put it off any longer! One must be solved first, no matter the cost!

"Struggle, the more you struggle, the better it tastes." The two-meter-tall Nocturnal Species arm blocked the blade like an iron pillar, and Chong Dean showed a cruel smile and licked the corner of his mouth, "We will bite down on Ling's flesh one by one while you are alive and swallow it in front of you." ”

"Disgusting reptile people! I'll take your tails and wings off and stuff them in your ass! Dean turned and jumped back like a cat, and at the same time pushed forward with his left hand, and with a smack of telekinesis, the big man took a few steps back, and two M26 grenades quietly slipped out of the palm of his right hand.

He turned and dived, pounced on the chameleon waving its claws, squirming like a muscular snake, and slammed it to the ground with all his might, holding two grenades with their palms under its back.

It's as if you're going to die with it!

Sensing the mortal threat, the chameleon's face changed dramatically, and its large jagged mouth was aimed at Dean's cheek, and its claws desperately broke Ian's hands, and a tail frantically slapped his back to push him away.

At the same time, two tongues wrapped around Dean's neck and thighs from behind, vowing to pull him up from his companions.

But Di An's physical strength, coupled with the full load of mental power, pressed the chameleon to the ground for a while, and he couldn't break free.

The situation was stalemate for two seconds!

Bang!

Boom bang!

The ground cracked open with a humanoid hole, and shattered stones splattered in all directions, smashing the surrounding walls and sinks.

A mist of blood spread.

Dean was swept away by the impact of the explosion and crashed into the wall and fell to the ground, blood flowing from the seven holes, his head was so dizzy that he couldn't get up for a moment, and the ghost armor disappeared after the last flicker.

But the chameleon was even more miserable, after being blown to the ground, the wings and muscles of the back became charred black, revealing the broken spine and internal organs, as if someone had cut it open from the back!

Suffering such a battering blow, even if it possessed terrible regenerative powers, it could not recover in a short time, and could only stare at a pair of dark eyes full of pain, pale lips open and close, unable to say a word.

Its terrible appearance completely angered the two remaining monsters.

The smaller one spat out a tongue and struck Dean on the left side of his back, this time without the ghost armor, and the tongue suddenly pierced through the back like a sword, piercing the heart, and then through the left chest, poking a bloody hole in the wall.

The massive nocturnal creature pounced on Dean at the same time, claws grabbing both of his forearms, pulling his neck to his mouth, and biting down on his glittering serrated teeth.

Crash!

Dripping blood spurted from Dean's broken carotid artery and the gap in his heart.

Nocturnal grabbed him by the neck and lifted him into the air, his chin raised, greedily swallowing all the blood and flesh, and his ugly face showed a blush of great pleasure and satisfaction.

"Exuberant vitality... Baphren's patron unfortunately failed to pass the trial and fell halfway. ”

The two fatal points were hit hard, and Dean's eyes darkened for a while, and his consciousness and energy quickly disappeared with the blood.

Vaguely, he had a feeling of lightheadedness, and his soul seemed to leave his body and float to the top of his head, looking at the familiar faces below that were lifted up by the nocturnal species, and his body was limp in a trance.

A thought surged through my mind.

"Death at the hands of the nocturnal species is my end..."

A hole cracked in the calm space, revealing a green forest that radiated an irresistible attraction.

The Prison opened its doors to him.

He floated over unconsciously.

"No!"

"Not dead yet!"

A strong unwillingness surged out.

"Far from over!"

Suddenly, Dean's soul trembled, and his powerful willpower, spirit, physique, and intermediate iron man expertise took effect at the same time, suddenly pulling him back from the brink of death, and Dean's soul was far away from the gate of the Spirit Prison and re-entered his body!

His dim eyes regained their brilliance, and his whole body woke up from his dizziness, and his left hand burst out with unprecedented powerful telekinesis, and with a single blow, the intoxicated Night Walker Shock flew twenty meters away.

And Dean himself rose into the air with the force of the shock, tensed his limbs like a cat hanging in the air to adjust his bearing, and landed accurately next to the badly injured and dying chameleon, rolling on the ground.

When he got up again, he had already lifted the dogleg knife in his hand, and the blade slashed out a straight trajectory, aiming at the chameleon's neck and falling!

Hmmm-

Douda's head fell to Dean's feet.

"You killed the chameleon, Fighting lv3 (245→255/400), Supernatural Hunter Activation: Sensitivity: 16→16.5, you absorb a part of the life force and mental power."

Dean felt a surge of warmth welling up in his body, the huge gap between his neck and the bloody hole in his chest began to slowly stop bleeding, and his dry spirit was lifted, and the ghost armor that had lost its support was summoned to protect his body again.

However, this is only temporary, and the vital injuries cannot heal on their own.

He instantly dismantled the mimesis, and the white cheeks began to change back to their original Asian faces, and the fatal injuries began to disappear rapidly.

He casually recalled the grenade launcher in the distance, stared at the fearless eyes, and with the determination to fight the enemy, aimed at the two monsters that rushed at him, no longer caring about the safe distance.

Pulled the trigger and shot the remaining two grenades in one go!

Explosions.

The end of the world is generally shaky.

The sturdy underground base shook like an old house that couldn't stand the destruction of multiple explosions.

Pieces of rubble and dust shook off the ceiling, centipede-like cracks cracked across the floor and walls, and more than half of the sink was shattered by the explosion.

The corpses and gushing liquids stained the ground slippery and evaporated into the air to form a white mist.

In the mist, Dean, who seemed to have suffered a thousand cuts and not an inch of intact skin, and only a pair of tattered jeans remained, stood up tremblingly,

Look at the hint –

"You killed the chameleon, shot LV3 (335→340/500), Supernatural Hunter activated: Power: 16→16.5, you draw a part..."

His weakened body began to recover.

But the all-consuming hunger burned the walls of his stomach like flames, and he quickly took out energy bars and bread from the space, stuffed them into his mouth, and swallowed them without chewing.

"Amazing, you made it to the end! Please let me offer you the highest propriety with my life! "The nocturnal species came from the white mist with a martyr's fervor.

The green scales were all shattered, revealing bloody muscles, and the broken stones were inlaid on them like pearls, the wings and tail disappeared directly, and the only right wing was also full of holes, flying gently with his firm footsteps, like a broken flag.

But its eyes were still as bright as day, and its figure flashed and launched a final attack!

Da-da-da-da!

Dean picked up the MP5 and shot it wildly in the left cheek, but its shield-like right arm absorbed all the attacks.

It lunged in front of Dean and knocked the MP5 flying.

Dean reached out to summon the dogleg knife, and telekinesis froze its body, slashing at its neck with a horizontal slash.

Metal collided with bone, colored blood splattered, and mournful screams erupted.

The nocturnal squirm split half of its neck, but it didn't change its face and kicked Dean in the lower abdomen, kicking him out and hanging on the wall and sliding down, gasping for breath like a fish out of water.

Dean immediately pounced on it and mingled with it.

The opposing sides wielded claws and knives ghostly and danced a fierce dance of death.

The cold light flickered and snorted, accompanied by the sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh.

The ground beneath their feet kept shaking off a lot of sweat, scales, hair, and minced flesh.

Almost all of them are from the nocturnal species.

Dean regained some of his mental power and re-summoned the Spectre Armor, but the Nocturnal Species' attacks were unable to break through his defenses.

The nocturnal species was in the center of the explosion, and its body was already in tatters, and its strength and speed were much lower than before.

The scales of victory quickly tipped in Dean's favor.

A minute later.

The nocturnal species popped out its tongue to meet Dean's face, its claws swinging towards his neck.

Dean reached out with his left hand and grabbed its tongue as he slipped from under its armpits to its back, wrapping his tongue around its neck and half of its wings, telepathically holding its body.

Dean stood behind it and slashed with a thunderbolt that split the gap between the bones and severed its left hand.

Then the short body swung a horizontal sword, severing its left leg.

The crippled nocturnal species fell forward unbalancedly.

The blade in Dean's hand swung with a layer of flowing blood!

It lost its remaining right arm and thigh, fell to its knees, and wriggled like a snake with a mouth full of dust and bones.

Dean's eyes were bloodshot, still angry, and he lowered his head, opened his mouth to reveal a mouthful of white, strong teeth, and bit off a piece of flesh from the back of the nocturnal seed's neck in return for a tooth.

In an unbearable state of hunger, he swallowed the flesh of the monster.

Grunt!

The fishy sweetness in his mouth and the fullness in his stomach made Dean's eyes regain a trace of clarity.

With his left hand, he grabbed Nocturnal's neck and turned it around, and with a flash of cold light in his right hand, the blade of the dogleg knife burst through the air and hummed softly like a song, like a barbecue fork through a salmon, piercing Nocturnal's chest and nailing it to the wall.

And where it was dripping with blood, wisps of bright red flesh were slowly burrowing outward, shaping new limbs.

Dean looked coldly at the blood-covered lizard face, resisted the urge to continue biting it, and asked,

"In August and September 1979, an Asian man, Lu Guangming, broke into the underground base and found you. What did you talk about, and where did he go? Say it all, and I'll give you a good time. ”

"It turns out that the man is your father." Hearing this, the nocturnal species suddenly smiled, looking at Dean's eyes with a scorching light, and his bloody face also showed a trace of high-pitched excitement, and showed a listening expression, "Did you hear that?" A great destiny is in your favor, the eternal Paphra has made its mark on you, Midian, the kingdom of the night, has opened its doors to you, and the pool of blood has filled you... As God prophesied, those who flee from fate will eventually fall into the arms of fate. ”

You guys?

Lu Guangming was also branded and went to Midian?

How can it be!

Dean looked up unconsciously, and in an instant, a pair of huge friendless eyeballs on the pitch-black ceiling flashed away.

"But it's not just the two of you," the nocturnal species stared into his eyes, his expression as solemn as a sculpture, "in the great prophecy, the sacred number is seven, and seven is the perfect beginning. Go, Athabasca North, East Pith River... Get together with them and do wonders. ”

The system shook suddenly, and the progress of "bloodline" jumped from 27 percent to 30 percent.

"What does seven mean? How many people like me are there? ”

Dean asked coldly,

But the nocturnal species just lowered his head, nervously looking at the ground and repeating, his eyes flashing with longing,

"The end of destruction is rebirth, and the bound will be set free."

"Midian, my hometown, Otto has completed his mission, I have returned..."

Hmmm-

The blade flashed at the gap.

The ugly head fell to the ground.

A faint black light flew from the corpse into Dean's body.

Immediately, the corpse of the nocturnal species disintegrated into ashes like a sculpture weathered for thousands of years.

"You killed Otto the Nocturnal Species, Mastery +45, Combat Lv3 (255→300/400), you draw 1 Physique, part of Life Force and Mental Power, Physique: 17.3→18.3"

Bang bang!

The heart beats strongly.

Dean closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and felt his tired body, kidneys, heart... In the internal organs... The surging vitality and vitality erupted like a volcanic eruption, a trace of healthy blush flashed on his pale face, and the green tendons and blood vessels on his neck bulged out like they were alive.

The intense stimulation made him tremble!

"Woo, Dean... Why are you covered in blood, are you okay? ”

Then there was a sound of footsteps, and several girls rushed from behind and hugged him tightly.

(End of chapter)