The believers behind the mat quickly arrived at the escape route.

"Blake, here!" Professor Deborah, who was guarding the door, immediately greeted him.

The crowd rushed in.

Deborah saw that there were obviously nearly a hundred skingrafts missing in the team, and he knew that the enemy behind him must have very fierce firepower.

"There is no one behind, and the remaining skin transplanters have to delay time!"

Blake let all the believers into the escape passage first, and then turned to Deborah and whispered.

"You go in first!" Deborah nodded solemnly, and when Blake entered the passage, she quickly entered a string of electronic passwords next to her.

Click!

With the sound of the gears turning, a steel gate three meters thick slowly fell from above, sinking into the groove of the ground cavination, and stuck together.

If you don't look closely, you'll even think it's a wall of the institute.

But everyone's footprints are too late to clean up, and the other party will inevitably quickly discover this escape route, this thick iron gate, just to delay some more time.

With the secret door completely sealed,

More than sixty of the hundred skin grafters who were waiting for the last delay had been completely shattered at this time, their flesh and blood intertwined, constantly fused,

Even in the aisles of the institute, a huge ball of meat was formed.

The severed limbs, eyes, and bones were intertwined, constantly wriggling and healing, and as soon as they were partially healed, they were torn apart by the explosion of a new ground-penetrating bomb.

Under more than a dozen repetitions,

Their body tissues were entangled, and they were completely disorganized, and the flesh balls they formed, like yellow eels in a mud hole, continued to crawl towards the enemy and charge.

But the other party also seems to know the ability of the skin grafter,

They did not engage in hand-to-hand combat, but only covered the blow with shells from a distance.

This closed research institute also completely restricts the play of skin grafters.

Skinplanters are still not very suitable for this kind of artillery war, if they are allowed to go to the surprise assassination, there are no dignitaries who can prevent these skingers from being able to easily disrupt a country.

But because Jason is a master of combat,

Its killing skills have been honed very proficiently.

These skin grafters are also wearing Jason's skin, their subconscious has been affected by Jason, if it weren't for Wu Heng's enslavement, they would have been Jason clones.

So

Even if their consciousness is sluggish, their fighting instincts are very strong.

When the flesh monster formed by more than sixty skingrafters stopped the enemy, the remaining forty skingrafters pierced their blades into the walls around the research institute.

The walls made of steel are very hard,

But for a skingraft who can stab a tank through a tank with a broadsword, it is still possible to split it through the cracks, wait for the white-coated alloy of the interior wall to be split, and then dig through the cement-poured shell.

The skingrowers soon dug holes in the stone on both sides of the passage in the research room, digging several passages.

Hard rock, for them, it's like ordinary people cutting meat.

The artillery fire in the passage obscured the digging movement, and soon they reached the exit position.

The skingrafts, wearing hockey masks, without saying a word, leaped out and rushed to the chariot that was filling the cannonballs with their muzzles aimed at the Institute.

"There's a monster coming out, shoot!" The enemy guarding the chariot immediately opened fire.

Forty skingrafts, like dead soldiers, ignored the bullets and headed straight for the chariot.

Money--!

The blade slashed, and the barrel of the chariot was cut into two pieces like a fruit.

The Skinplanters remained silent and continued to attack the enemies as if they were a lawn mower in a game, with at least one enemy being killed with each slash they slashed.

The blade is slashed horizontally, that is, the waist is slashed; Split it vertically, and it is a corpse.

The enemy soldiers around them, the crying fathers who were cut down and shouted mothers, they are ordinary people who know pain and death, not these monsters.

The meat ball monster formed by sixty skin transplanters also rushed to the door at this time.

The offense and defense have been transposed!

But the leader of the enemy, who was not indecisive, saw the skin grafters fighting with his own men at the gate of the research institute, and decisively gave the order to shell.

Boom Boom!!

Not only the forty skingrafters, but also hundreds of their men were covered by artillery fire from afar.

When the skyrocketing fire dissipated and the smoke was still filled, a swarm of drones flew into the smoke.

They are using the same methods as before, to quickly collect and dispose of the remains of the skin grafters to prevent regeneration.

Like a drone of a flock of goshawks, sandwiching fragments, constantly shuttling back and forth, until the smoke of gunpowder in the air completely precipitated on the charred black earth.

Only then was it revealed that the hundreds of men who had been charred by the enemy were revealed, and they kept running and struggling, like a terrifying statue art.

The fragments of the remnant skin graft are recovering.

But counting the wreckage taken away by the drone, plus the skin grafters left at the scene, the number is obviously less than 40 people, at most only a dozen.

Because at the moment when the artillery fire was covered, the flesh ball aggregate had already retreated to the research institute with some of the skin grafters.

After all, Blake gave them orders,

It's about holding the enemy back, not fighting to the death.

You can mock the intelligence of the skin grafters, but you must not mock their fighting sense, which Jason has learned from chasing the living and slashing from the living.

But the enemy's ruthlessness of injuring 1,000 enemies and inflicting 800 self-losses is also rare, and the sacrifice of hundreds of people is a great sacrifice for a battlefield of 10,000 people.

And this, just to kill these dozens of skin grafters, he killed so many of his own people.

However, due to the inclusion of the meat balls, almost eighty skin transplanters returned to the passage,

The enemy outside the institute was temporarily held back.

The meat balls were also constantly wriggling, and the wreckage was spliced together with each other, and from time to time there were reconstituted and complete skin grafters, falling off from them and regaining their combat effectiveness.

They just stuck in the passage with a cold look on their faces, until finally, until their bodies were torn apart, thrown into crushers, and burned to ashes.

And inside the escape route,

Blake was slightly relieved to see that there was no movement coming from the sealed alloy gate.

He'd be lying on the back of a skin grafter, always on the lookout.

It's just that the style of painting is a little strange.,

From a distance, it looks like a wild boar, riding on a person's body.

It's not just him,

Even Professor Deborah and the forty or so believers around him, each of whom was carried by a skin grafter, strode forward.

The skin grafters are tireless, carrying more than 100 pounds, for them, it is no different from wearing a vest.

Blakes they need to keep their energy up, which is a reasonable use of resources.

walked for about a minute,

Blake suddenly heard the front and the sound of battle was heard.

"Speed up, catch up!" Blake said in a deep voice.

All the skingrafters immediately took the blades in their hands into their mouths, and they landed on all fours, and Blake and the others became in a riding position.

The feet of the skin grafters,

Kicking the ground, the huge force rebounded back to the body, and they were like fleas, scurrying out a full ten meters away.

In the process of escaping,

Their hands and feet touch the ground in turn, and each time they touch the ground with just one hand and one foot, they have enough rebound force to accelerate.

Due to the position deviation of the left and right hands, their bodies remain almost one meter above the ground, swaying slightly from side to side, almost equivalent to levitating.

This is the way Blake and Curry have worked out, and the skin grafter is almost out of the way.

Unfortunately, this time because it was in the research institute, I didn't carry a booster device.

Otherwise, the galloping speed can be doubled.

After only thirty seconds, everyone saw the light of the fire in front of them, and even heard a buzzing sound, which was Curry's swarm of flies.

"Stay on guard!"

Blake's face darkened, and he ordered.

The skin grafters also stopped their limbs, stood up, pinched the horse chopping knife in their mouths, and continued to stride closer.

"Blake?"

Curry, who was holding his arms in the confrontation, heard the movement behind him, and when he turned around and saw that it was Blake who had arrived, his heart suddenly chuckled.

Blake's presence so early is proof that the doors of the institute have been breached.

At this time, including Blake, they didn't know that the hundred skingers had actually dragged the enemy at the gate, and although they couldn't rush out, the other party couldn't easily enter.

"Huo, there's another mask boy, this is Blake, why did you grow so big, and let people carry you on your back, it can't be that you haven't been weaned yet!."

It was a man in a loose-fitting sweatshirt who spoke, his tone full of sarcasm and indifference.

He is only about 1.6 meters tall, his body is thin, and his ill-fitting clothes are worn on him, almost like a sheet.

But under this sheet-like sweatshirt, there seemed to be something, constantly wriggling around him, as if a poisonous snake was hidden.

The little thin man's eyes were also staring at Blake like a poisonous snake, as if he was looking for a place to take his mouth and better swallow Blake alive.

"You turned out to be a person, what kind of strange eyes are these, I thought it was the reincarnation of a toad!" Blake heard this, and he was not used to the other party.

He had already experienced all kinds of strange battles in his dreams, and he had never seen any evil eyes.

'Poof. Hehehehehehehehe! ’

When the little man heard Blake's words, he seemed to be amused, and let out a strange laugh, but the gloom in his eyes was even more intense.

"Mask Boy, you're so funny talking, I like you even more!" The little man said and gave Blake a flying kiss.

This sudden surprise made Blake shiver.

What a vicious attack!

"Black Shadow, don't interrupt, it's important to get down to business!" Another gentle voice said.

Blake turned his head to look,

I found that next to the black shadow, there was a tall young man with a muscular, slightly chubby body, and a relatively kind face.

The other party's face is round, but the skin on his jaw and cheeks is slightly loose.

This manifestation is obviously the excess skin that was very fat before, but through strenuous exercise, it has caused a sudden weight loss, and after the fat is reduced, there is no time to shrink the excess skin.

Blake visually estimated that this man was definitely more than three hundred pounds before.

The little man known as the black shadow did not speak again when he heard this, and the slightly chubby young man turned his head to look at Curry and Blake with a smile, and said in a kind voice:

"Black Shadow usually talks like this, don't you mind, I heard that your mask has something to do with Freddy, can you lend me to study it?"

"Oh, I'm also very interested in these transformers around you, so let's lend me to study them together!"

"I can write a note, and when I understand the research, I will return it to you immediately."

"If you are not at ease, you can also walk with us and watch us study from the side, of course, if you are willing to sacrifice yourself to cooperate with our research, it will be better."

After the chubby young man finished speaking, he showed a kind expression and looked at the two of them with soft eyes.

Blake and Curry glanced at each other, and they both knew that what this chubby young man was talking was completely nonsense, and that the other party could call on so many soldiers and firepower to attack them without saying a word.

And to be able to specifically contain them in this very hidden escape route, things are definitely not that simple.

This man is a smiling tiger, and he is not a good person.

"Or you call Michael here, oh yes, you're called Uncle Mai."

"Maybe it has other masks in its hands, and we'd love to be the Mask Kids." The dark shadow added.

Curry looked at Blake, only Blake has the ability to fall asleep, this group of people didn't know Uncle Mai's strength at all, but when he saw Blake's eyes, he knew that there must be something wrong with this.

"Freddy?"

"That Elm Street murderer, what does this have to do with us, this is already at the foot of Westin Mountain, you should go to Elm Street to find it!" Blake said in a deep voice.

"Noi, don't talk nonsense with them, these two masked boys, obviously stalling for time."

"Catch them, and you'll know everything!" The dark shadow's tone was grim, and there was a blood-red glow in his eyes.

"Alas, it's another day of violence, and I really don't want it!"

"But since my teammate said so, then it's offended, roar~!."

Noi was still speaking kindly in the first half of the sentence, but in the second half of the sentence he roared angrily, and a black mysterious rune shaped like a skeleton giant elephant lit up on his forehead.

The black runes were like blood vessels, quickly spreading throughout Noi's body, and everywhere they passed, sarcomas erupted in his body.

These sarcomas are constantly swelling and stretching.

It's only a moment,

The original gentle youth has turned into a five-meter-tall elephant-headed monster with muscles stacked on top of each other to form scale armor, and in the gaps between the scales, there is an elephant-headed monster that is as red as magma.

His weight, just standing in place, collapsed the ground by one layer, which shows the high density of his body.

"All believers retreat, all skin grafters attack!"

Not to be outdone, Curry and Blake struck quickly.

The flies in the sky surrounded the black shadow, but the black shadow laughed fiercely, and a large shadow suddenly shrouded his body, and his own body instantly dissolved and merged into the shadow.

It turned into a three-dimensional shadow with hideous wings.

The moment the flies touched him, he dissipated, turning into smoke and enveloping each fly, and these flies, which were covered with black smoke, disappeared in place.

Followed by

A swarm of flies swept from behind Curry's body, and the shadows reflected in it surrounded Curry, gnawing at him.

Curry has lost command of the flies, but thankfully he has a black fluid flowing through his body, which is the root of the fly's birth.

After Curry was gnawed through the skin of his whole body, the black liquid on his body was contaminated with these flies.

Immediately, they were used as nutrients to give birth to new swarms of flies.

But soon it was enveloped in black smoke again.

The human head in Blake's hand sent out a sonic attack, but it didn't have any effect on Noi, who had turned into a monster, and he couldn't even make the other party stay for a while.

And those flies wrapped in black smoke are only immune to attacks.

Blake could only spit out a green poisonous mist, but since he had used up the mist that could poison a village when he was defending in the institute before, it didn't accumulate much, it was only a room full of space.

The mist corroded Noi's top skin.

Noi roared angrily, and smashed the silver alloy wall around him with a punch, the cement inside shattered, revealing the fracture of the bent steel bar, and the mud and sand that fell to the ground, as if it had life, were sucked into Noi's body.

His slightly corroded surface was instantly intact.

Noe, a meter-long elephant trunk, gasped for breath and whipped at an oncoming skin grafter.

A popping sound,

The attacking skin grafter turned out to be like a broken water bag, and his entire body exploded, and even the war knife in his hand became more than a dozen pieces.

Sou!

Blake popped out the trotter on his right arm and stabbed it into Noe's pillar-like thigh, sparks and magma-like fluids erupting from the wound.

Ignoring the injury, Noi kicked Blake in the stomach with a tremendous force, breaking off his right leg along with the hoof.

With a pop, Blake flew out upside down,

There was a popping sound in his abdomen, and it exploded.

Noi's attack is not a simple force, but also comes with the characteristics of an explosion, its strength alone is already terrifying, plus this penetrating explosion.

Totally the nemesis of skin grafters.

Hundreds of skin grafters swarmed up, but Noi swept through not only broken limbs, but also an explosion of flesh and blood.

Although the attack of the skin grafter can cut into his body, every time there is sand and gravel and soil flowing into the body, it is repaired in an instant, and Noi actually kills the skin grafter army alone.

"Stop me, or you believers will all die!"

The eerie tone sounded from behind everyone.

At some point, a black shadow appeared where the believers were, dragging a mass of black threads in his hand, these black threads connected the shadows of the believers, and his body was fluctuating.

Bound by the black threads in the hands of the black shadows, these believers were like puppets, unable to move a single bit.

When Curry and Blake heard this, they turned around, only to see that the black shadow tore off one of the bunches, about ten black lines, and immediately ten believers fell to the ground, losing their breath.

This makes Curry and Blake look flawed, these are believers who are willing to give their lives, people are not plants, who can be ruthless.

The believers did not die in dreams and countless bizarre battles, but actually died in the reality after returning victoriously.

"Stop!!"

Blake and Curry shouted at the same time.

"Stop, I don't care about the lives of these ants, hand over the mask, and then tie it up, I'll let them go!" The black shadow said playfully, and ripped off ten black lines again.

"Stop, we can hand you the mask."

The two glanced at each other, the current situation, there was no hope of escape, and they could only temporarily hypocrise with the snake.

But when the captured believers saw that the Father was going to surrender for their sake, their originally calm eyes began to moisten, and they could only move their mouths and said:

"Believe in the father, leave quickly, we have dragged you down, don't worry about us."

"Yes, my last ten years, in fact, is equivalent to living for twenty days, since my family had an accident ten years ago, I have been in a state of confusion, the first 3635 days have been numb to live, ten years and one day is no different!"

"Only in the 19 days that I followed the letter father, I saw the pictures that others could not see in their lifetime, and I realized the meaning of life, which is already worth it!"

"We are protectors, warriors, and naturally we die for the war!"

The believers spoke one after another, glaring at the black shadow, and some of them even held back their necks, and even forcibly broke free of the shackles themselves, ripped off the black threads, and couldn't afford to fall to the bottom.

There are even those who bite their tongues and commit suicide.

"Stop!"

"Damn it, stop your actions, we're not there yet!" Blake cried out in pain.

(End of chapter)