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Flee here and start the self-destruction program, let everyone bury his brother with him, and let everyone who has hurt his brother apologize to him, including herself. As a sister, she cannot save her brother, so the only thing she can do is

All that is left is to avenge his brother.

That potion can give you superhuman strength and incredible resilience in a short period of time, but the cost is obvious. After all, the virus is still a virus. Even if you spend a lot of effort to deal with it, it cannot change its destructiveness. Only five

Minutes, five minutes later, she will be devoured by the virus and become a zombie. Maybe a more powerful zombie, but that's all.

Her fingers were flying quickly on the control panel. Her authority was not enough to use self-destruction. Within five minutes, she had to manually activate it. After performing a series of complex operations, a percentage display appeared on the panel, in a kind of

It was rising at a neither fast nor slow speed, and could reach 100% in about three minutes. This made her relieved. It was still within five minutes at that time. As long as she pressed the confirmation button by then, the base would self-destruct.

. Then the brother’s revenge can be avenged, and all those who bully the brother will die!

"Why...."

Ezreal, who was lying on the side, had no strength to stand up again. Although he was not dead yet, his physical condition was very bad. It was not a strange thing to die anytime, but even so, he still wanted to know the reason.

.Does this mean death?

"I'm not interested in explaining, but if you have to have an explanation to let you die with peace of mind, how about this explanation that you are too naive?"

Tricier glanced sideways at Ezreal. After hearing the answer, Ezreal's eager eyes gradually turned cold, and the expression on his face disappeared. No one knew what he was thinking at this time.

"Well, everything turned out to be because I was too naive."

Cui Xier did not continue to answer, her eyes were fixed on the percentage display.

30%....40%....45%

"Valkyrie V started successfully"

"System check completed"

"Everything is normal in the organism. The loss rate of the magic conductor is 85%. It is recommended to replace the magic conductor with a new one."

"Warning! New virus carriers are found, please give instructions whether to eliminate them"

"Unable to obtain instructions, it will be eliminated by default."

An emotionless voice sounded from the corner. It was the voice of a girl. The voice was pleasant but emotionless. In the corner, Orange's body fell to the ground. He looked exhausted. The Martial God who was already dying didn't know.

When she stood up, the huge wound on her chest had disappeared. She took out a cylindrical object from her back. The object quickly unfolded in her hand and turned into a sickle-like object.

She held the weapon, straightened up, and looked at Cui Xier with dull eyes. Her eyes were just like her voice, beautiful but lifeless, as if she were just a delicate porcelain doll.

There was no warning or conversation, but after muttering a lot to herself, her figure disappeared from the place. When the God of War disappeared, Cui Xier's body hurriedly rolled to the side.

The missing figure of the God of War appeared again, along with the huge scythe.

Ezreal looked at everything in front of him in surprise. The horrifying scene made him forget about his struggle for a moment. He didn't see clearly what happened, but he could vaguely see a black light coming from Tracill's back.

came out, and then disappeared quickly. Then, he saw Tracill holding his chest, his face twisted, and his steps a little unsteady. Her legs softened and she was half-kneeling in front of the Martial God. The next moment, a pillar of blood came from her body.

The back spurts out and spreads around. It's like a light rain falling, but this rain.

Is it warm? Still red.

The God of War holding a scythe was bathed in the blood rain falling from the sky, and there was a cold light in her unglamorous eyes. Regarding the matter of a life ending in her own hands, she seemed to have neither sadness, terror, nor surprise, nor any other negative emotions.

Positive emotions such as joy, excitement, and cheer. To those eyes, this seems to be a common thing like eating and sleeping. Indifference and indifference reach a terrifying level...

The white eyes flashed, and the God of War took a step forward. The sickle in his hand was placed on Tricier's shoulder.

"The virus-infected host has been subdued, please issue processing instructions,"

"Haha... He is indeed a god of war who has spent so much effort to create, and his combat power is really powerful. So, Ezreal, what are you going to do? Kill me or let me go?"

Tracil smiled. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and tried to stand up. However, whenever her body was raised a certain distance, the valkyrie's sickle would forcefully push it down, but she seemed unable to feel it.

The pain was general, and she let the sickle cut into her body, trying to stand up again little by little.

"I...ahem...I don't know, I just want to live and leave here with the oranges. I have never thought about hurting anyone, and I have never thought about killing anyone, but why do I always have

All these troubles prevent us from leaving. Obviously, I just want to leave with the oranges. Is this a request that is too much? I don’t know.”

"Yes, you want to leave this hellish place. But, who doesn't want to leave here? I also want to leave and be with my brother. I am willing to be anywhere. As long as my brother recovers, I will completely cut off from this hellish place.

All contact is impossible at this time. My brother is no longer there. The only thing I can do for my brother is to avenge him. No one can stop him!"

The God of War's scythe was deeply embedded in Ezreal's body, but he still could not suppress her. Relying on amazing perseverance, Tracill stood up. The God of War seemed to have discovered something, and his body immediately stepped back, trying to

Put some distance between yourself and Tracill.

But when the Martial God was about to escape, Tricier held on to the scythe tightly. The sharp blade cut Tricier's skin, and blood poured out from her palm, but she was smiling from the corner of her mouth.

Tricil's arm exerted great force, and the sickle and the God of War himself were pulled by Tricier. The moment the two approached, five fingers were pointed at the neck of the God of War. It seemed that as long as he pinched it gently, this extremely powerful fighter would

The God of War will die as a result.

However, the face of the Martial God who was strangled was still expressionless. Even in such a dangerous situation, she did not show a trace of panic. The hand holding the sickle never let go no matter what the situation.

, she raised the scythe in her hand high and swung it towards Tracil.

"cough--"

The sickle cut open Tracill's arm, scratched her skin, shredded his muscles, and exposed the bones inside. This cut made her feel indescribable pain. Tracill endured the severe pain and grabbed the God of War.

Throw it out like trash.

bump!

Wu Shen's petite body was thrown directly into the control room floor, and the broken marble floor fragments passed by her.

It shot up, and the huge friction and impact force even caused some sparks to appear in the air!

But compared to the condition of the God of War, Tracill's condition is worse. The sickle just cut her left shoulder. Although with the help of the strong recovery power of the virus, it is believed that these wounds will not take long to heal, but at least

In a short period of time, her left hand was effectively useless and she lost her ability to fight. This person who had been filled with hatred and anger gritted her teeth and stared at the percentage on the monitor that was getting closer and closer to 100. There was a look in her eyes.

The killing intent is even hotter!

"Ha... Huh..."

Tracill gasped and waved her left arm. Suddenly a large amount of black liquid splashed out from the wound on her shoulder. The same liquid also appeared on her injured back. These liquids wrapped Tracill and formed a

A giant black egg.

As the smoke fell to the ground, a white snow lotus bloomed in the broken stone pit on the floor. The God of War had stood up, and light, almost transparent blood spread around her, like a white water lily that was gradually blooming. Her clothes had already

It was broken, and there was blood flowing from the corner of her mouth. Although she was so seriously injured, she still had no expression, as if she couldn't feel the pain. After a moment, she raised her lifeless white eyes, covering the sickle with both hands.

Raising her arm, countless bullet holes immediately appeared on her back, and countless bullets (Harmony) were immediately shot at the seemingly defenseless Triciel, vowing to blast him into pieces!

"No!" Ezreal shouted. He used all his strength to stand up and looked at everything in front of him desperately. He wanted to leave here with the oranges. Tracil was their last hope. Only he could

Knowing the right path that emerged, if Tracill dies at this time, who can take him out of here. He doesn't want to die yet. Although he longs for freedom and adventure, he also cherishes life and doesn't want to die like this.

Ah! He still has more places to go and more adventures to experience. Wouldn't it be a pity if he died like this?

Under Ezreal's gaze, dozens of bullets (harmony) hit the giant egg and exploded.

Boom!

The sound of explosions gradually stopped.

Ezreal knelt on the ground, despairing. At this time, the only way out was gone. It was impossible to leave this damn place. The rest would either be killed or eaten by various strange monsters, or trapped.

Die in this room of starvation or thirst. No matter what, only the feeling of despair never changes.

The smoke...dissipated.

What appeared in front of Ezreal at this time was not the minced flesh of Tracil as he had imagined. The mucus composed of black liquid successfully blocked most of the attacks, and only a few got into Tracil's body and brought it to her.

A certain amount of damage, but this damage is limited. The super resilience given by the virus will quickly heal the wound, and the new muscles will squeeze out the shrapnel embedded in the flesh.

"This is..."

Black wings appeared in front of Ezreal at this time. The injured left arm had been completely healed, but the human hand part had disappeared, replaced by sharp claws that had always resembled those of a bird. The wings made of black liquid waved gently, and part of the liquid came from

The wings separated and turned into sharp awls, flying towards the God of War. Bullet holes appeared again on the back of the God of War, and countless magic bullets (harmony) were shot out of them. The black cones and bullets collided in mid-air, making a violent sound.

"If a fifth-level infected person is found, please ask the nearby staff to evacuate quickly. I repeat, if a fifth-level infected person is found, please nearby staff to evacuate quickly."