Chapter 120

"Isn't he a demon in the restricted area? How could..."

There was disbelief in the pharmacist's eyes.

The wolf monsters are becoming half-human, half-wolf fighting forms. The awakening of the monster groups confronting the front line is a matter of course, but that is under the condition of a complete inheritance, where does a self-enclosed restricted area monster learn? This kind of secret technique?
It shouldn't be...

All in all, they seem to have overturned...

With a muffled sound, Chen An was sent flying again. When the blood mist was in the air, like the exhaust of a jet fighter, it spewed out section by section, and finally smashed into a big crater.

A mouthful of blood spat out from the mouth of Chen An who fell into the pit, and there were also fragments of organs mixed with it.

If it weren't for Chen An's physical strength, it would not be surprising for an ordinary person, or even a low-level warrior, to be killed on the spot with this kind of injury.

But if it is a low-level warrior, it has already been smashed into a pulp by this huge force, and the whole puddle can't be picked out.

The beef cow struggled and was about to get up, with a warning sign in his heart.

The waves of meat surged, the body of the beef cow was like an inflated balloon, and the skeleton protruded from the back.

砰

Chen An could barely see a shadow of a pitch-black claw in the air, and the beef cow itself also flew upside down. In front of him, there were three huge cross-cut wounds, from which the beating organs could be seen.

"No!"

Pharmacist fell limply to the ground, crawling back with horror in his eyes.

The sound of a sniper rifle sounded, and the gray shadow brought out by Gray Wolf's running froze, and he took a step back. The spinning bullet scattered his afterimage, leaving a thumb-thick hollow on the ground, whose depth was unknown.

"Oh, I forgot about you."

Saliva dripped from the corner of Gray Wolf's mouth, and the wolf's pupils turned to look at the falcon standing not far away.

Falcon's head was covered with cold sweat, and his eyes were bloodshot.

At that moment just now, even the visual power he had practiced so hard since he was a child was a bit unsustainable, and it was difficult to capture the gray wolf's movement track.

It was this shot that barely saved the pharmacist's life.

But right now, he couldn't fire a second shot.

Falcon closed his eyes, tears streaming from the slits.

Tears would soothe his tired eyes, as usual.

In the Falcon's space compression device, the most indispensable thing is the onion.

But right now, he only felt a sting in his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, Gray Wolf was already standing in front of him.

"Go to hell!"

Falcon subconsciously pulled the trigger.

But in the next second, the claws slid across, and the sniper rifle was broken into three pieces.

The wolf's claws passed through the falcon's body, and the gray wolf carried him like this, walking towards the medicine master who kept retreating.

"it's all my fault."

Looking at the tearful pharmacist, Ying Falcon's mouth was full of blood, and he managed to squeeze out a comforting smile.

It's not his fault.

But as the temporary captain of this God of War team, he should take responsibility, just like Cui Xun.

"Although you didn't do anything, who called you a human race?"

Greed flashed in Gray Wolf's eyes, and his eyes swept across Medicine Master wantonly.

It was purely a look at the food.

Human race, female, strong.

These three points, no matter which one they have, are all excellent delicacy in the eyes of Gray Wolf.

The pharmacist happens to have all three.

He decided to enjoy the food at the end.

But right now, it's better to let the blood out first.

The gray wolf stood up and grabbed Medicine Master by the neck and lifted her from the ground.

"Do you like me to bite the left side, or the right side?"

He looked at the pharmacist in his hand playfully, as if he was really discussing with her.

"I... don't like either... I don't like it"

The pharmacist felt a little suffocated.

"That's not okay, you have to choose a side."

The gray wolf enjoys the feeling of playing with its prey, especially, this group of prey has caused some damage to her before, although that kind of damage has healed up quickly after the others turned into wolves, and now even the wounds can be seen quickly gone.

"It's here."

The pharmacist closed her eyes, and she began to hold her breath actively, intending to commit suicide before the other party killed herself.

The falcon on the other side also had the same plan.

He took a long breath and closed his eyes resignedly.

On the front line, even soldiers will learn all sorts of strange ways to commit suicide after a few battles.

While fighting, the monsters will continue to capture captives. A very strange monster in the battlefield will bring the captured human race back to the rear. While maintaining the number of their own groups, they can also serve as food for the monsters.

But don't think that this way of transforming the human race into demons to supplement their own race is so benevolent.

Those who are eligible to be transformed are not strong men who can maintain their rationality during the transformation, but only ordinary soldiers and some low-level warriors.

During the transformation process, they will be deprived of all sanity and become pure wild beasts, and then divided up by various demon clans to participate in the next war.

As for the high-grade fighters who were captured by mistake, their only fate was to become the main course of the next meal for the powerhouses of various monster races and be served on the dining table.

Inside the big pit, Chen An had a look of unwillingness on his face.

But he knew that he was by no means the opponent of this monster.

But, with his sixth-grade Earth-level strength, can he really defeat this demon even if he summons his ancestor?

Chen An had no choice.

[You have used the ancestral mark, Chen Feng is in place]

…………

Inside the golden hall, a layer of golden mist isolated the outside world.

Chen Feng and the other two were hung on the wall respectively.

At this moment, Chen Feng, who was sitting on Da Ma Jin Dao's seat, moved.

First, with a flick of a finger, the eyes wrapped in gold foil began to peel off, and cracks filled his golden skin.

"Finally, is it my turn?"

Chen Feng hissed, his voice full of fighting spirit.

At this time, the two gold foil sculptures on the opposite side moved at the same time.

The sword fairy with a flying sword hanging beside him looked at Chen Feng, but there was sadness in his golden eyes.

"Is it yours?"

"Your chances are running out."

The proud one with dark golden skin also opened his mouth.

Chen Feng didn't answer.

He lifted the Zanpakutō silently, his body gradually blurred.

"If it dissipates, it will dissipate. I still have a few chances."

"It's you, I'm afraid there are only two times."

In the end, Chen Feng looked at the two people opposite him without any fluctuations in his eyes.

"Yeah, only twice..."

The sword fairy with the flying sword hanging beside him spoke.

"Oh, so what if it's only once?"

Ao Gu smashed his hands together, clanging.

"We are all losers. We will perish early and be reborn early. I would rather not have a single one left here, so as not to block the way for future generations."

Chen Feng's figure had disappeared.

In the golden hall, only Sword Immortal and Ao Gu remained.

"When I came, there were a total of ten people sitting here..."

"I am stronger than you. When I came, there were only six people."

"But we will eventually dissipate."

"so what?"

"I'm worried, if we fail again this time, who can bring us back..."

"Ah."