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"Compared with you, those inferior products of Martial God are just like play toys. They are obviously very weak, but they are treated as treasures by the fools at the headquarters. What potential do they have? Apart from being like dogs, they are right

You just run up to your opponent and bark a few times, just to obey your master's instructions. When you see how powerful you are, you don't even have the courage to take action. This is the God of War series that has high hopes. Those people above are really blind.

Instead of studying such a powerful monster, we should pay attention to those porcelain dolls."

Cui Xier ignored Clementine's words, or she could not understand Clementine's words at this time. Countless roaring sounds rang in her ears, hunger filled her brain, and the room was filled with food.

The aroma came from Clementine, from Ezreal, from the oranges that fell on the ground, and even the nearly collapsed God of War had a trace of aroma. Hunger was there.

Torturing her and persuading her, she should immediately tear these foods that exuded an extremely rich aroma into pieces and stuff them into her mouth.

But she still roared and struggled. Before she completely turned into an unconscious monster, before she was completely captured by appetite, she still had one thing that she had to do. That was the only thing she had to do, but

The severe pain almost broke her head.

She endured the pain.

She resisted her appetite.

But...that thing that had to be done, I couldn't remember what it was! She roared, and slapped her two giant claws randomly, hitting the huge carapace again and again.

The head below. Suddenly her eyes saw the largest display table in the control room, and her movements stopped.

Start..button.

What is the button? How to activate it? These unclear words came to her mind at this time, but she had no way to understand it, nor did she know what to do specifically, but there was such a voice in her heart that kept telling her

She had to do it. Everything she did at this time was to activate that button, which was more important than her voice.

Is there something more important than your own life? Is it something more important than food? Then it must be done.

The number on the monitor was already 100%, but five minutes had already passed. At this time, Cui Xier was just an unconscious walking corpse, just like the corpses wandering in the corridor when they came over.

, just looking for food instinctively, without any purpose or consciousness. The only thing it can do is to feed the virus in the body.

"So, is there anything important here?" There was blood on Clementine's forehead. This was caused by Cui Xier's grabbing and flying into the corner. The wound was not too big, but the blood was

The blood flowed continuously from her forehead down her cheeks to her chin. Clementine didn't care about the wound on her forehead. She stretched out her tongue and gently licked the blood on her cheek. It was like tasting delicious jam.

"It seems that you haven't completely lost consciousness. If you had lost consciousness just now and turned into a cute puppy, you would have rushed in front of me and bit me. Personally,

I'm really looking forward to your attack, but it seems like you have a more important thing to do. I just don't know this.

It’s interesting to think about how you would react when you can never complete something.”

Clementine's eyes also turned to the monitor. The 100% ratio displayed on it looked like a certain program had been completed, and only the last step was left to start. She licked the bloody

The short blade was thrown hard, and the short blade was inserted into the display table. After an arc of electric sparks jumped up, the display table that was still emitting a dim light was completely dark. It was like being swallowed by darkness.

The falling shadow disappeared without a trace.

But Cui Xier couldn't care about that much, or her brain didn't have the ability to think about these issues at this time. She didn't know what it meant when the light was on, and what it meant when the light was dimmed. She didn't know either, the only thing she knew was that she had to

Pressing the button that had lost its function, Clementine walked slowly to the console with her body supported almost by obsession. Clementine gracefully made a gesture of invitation and stepped aside, destroying the situation when a person died consecutively.

Things that have to be accomplished are naturally very interesting.

Cui Xier didn't think so much. She still walked towards the console, aimed at the red button in the middle, and "pressed" it hard.

boom--

The console was smashed into pieces by Cui Xier's huge claws, and the flying debris splashed around. The people who were still awake immediately protected their important parts to avoid injury, but only one person did not hide and went forward, in the smoke and dust.

He swung the weapon in his hand and struck Cui Xier with force like thunder, and his sword was like a swimming dragon.

That was Clementine, with a demented evil smile on her petite and arrogant face. The power was drawn out of her body like a violent storm, condensed on the double blades, and swung towards Tricil's shell.

Sometimes, there would be bursts of fireworks, and Triciel roared randomly, and the sharp claws in his hands rushed towards Clementine with the breath of death, like the giant scythe of death reaping life.

Clementine enjoys fighting, and Triciel loses her mind. At this time, they only have eyes for each other, and cannot tolerate outsiders at all.

After a long period of recovery, Ezreal's body had recovered to some extent. He took a deep breath, and then exhaled. His trembling feet finally felt better. He gestured to the Martial God next to him,

It's strange to say that the supposedly rigid reformer could no longer understand what he meant, or would make a loud noise if he did. But this Martial God not only fully understood what he meant, but he also didn't make too big a fuss.

The sound. This made him startled.

He was actually betting that the two fighting men were too addicted to fighting. Even if something happened around them, they still didn't have the energy to care about those things, so that they could have a chance to escape. Apparently the God of War had realized the truth, and she moved towards Yi

Zerrell nodded, gently picked up the sleeping Orange, and the three of them moved outside little by little.

Their movements were very light, but not too slow. After a while, they arrived at the door. After a creaking sound, the door was opened easily. Ezreal turned back and looked at the two men who were still fighting.

A monster.

Clementine's crazy expression had distorted her facial features. With the help of ancient magic, she shuttled around Tricil and used her own speed and skills to attack Tricil again and again, like a craft knife.

When carving a piece of art on a piece of fruit, something will always come out when the knife goes in and out.

Cui Xier howled in pain, she exerted all her strength

He waved the giant claw in his hand and blasted it all around the base. As long as something was slightly touched by the giant claw, it would be cut off easily like tofu. There were large and small cracks everywhere on the ground.

Wei Li believed that as long as Clementine was hit, her body would be blasted into a pile of mud and buried here forever.

The battle is still going on, and so far Clementine has the upper hand, but as time goes by, how long can she maintain such rapid agility? Tricil's body is as solid as a rock, and it's just this kind of moves and strength that can only

It will make her suffer, but it cannot make her die. If you want her to die, just relying on these is not enough.

However, none of this has anything to do with Ezreal. No matter who wins or loses, their endings will not change, they will both die.

Survive and get out of here has always been Ezreal's unchanging purpose.

After Ezreal and the God of War looked at each other, they stood up in unison, took a deep breath, nodded, and rushed outside quickly. In this room, their identities were different. They were passers-by with knowledge.

The other one is a warrior god who handles the dirty work, but at this moment they behave exactly like the same person, ordinary people pursuing self-protection in the face of dangerous beasts.

"Hey! Did I say you can leave here? You are my dessert, the pastries and fruits served after the big meal." A faint voice came from behind. This was Clementine, talking to Cui

During the break between Hill's fights, did she take the time to look at Ezreal, her playful eyes like watching a rat tied by a rope escape from her. Although her prey wanted to escape, as long as she was willing,

With a slight movement of your fingers, you can immediately pull the mouse back from you.

It's just that his situation was not as carefree as he appeared. Tricil's claws never stopped attacking for a moment. Under her attack regardless of the cost, Clementine could only use all her strength to dodge, let alone cause trouble for them.

, there was a vague feeling that her own momentum was being suppressed. If she was distracted and looking for trouble with Ezreal at this time, then this battle would probably be over.

Looking into Clementine's eyes, although Ezreal's body trembled for a while, it was not so frightened that he could not move his feet. Moreover, in these short few hours, he had already faced too many dangers.

, at this time, he no longer felt so scared. His footsteps moved with the Martial God, and he followed closely behind the Martial God, running wildly all the way.

The control room was destroyed and the lights in the corridor were instantly darkened. However, the corridor was not plunged into darkness because of this. The red emergency lights were still shining faintly. The God of Valkyrie was carrying Orange on his back and holding Ezreal's hand in the crowd.

They were running wildly down the corridor of red light, their figures wrapped in the red light like bleeding beasts fleeing for their lives.

The base has suffered serious damage at this moment, and countless red lights that are usually hidden have turned on one after another. I don't know if there is something wrong with the emergency power supply. All the red lights are flashing crazily, like a warning before the end. Even

The earth also began to tremble.

The Goddess of Valkyrie's body stopped, and her eyes became sharp. Although she was deflated in Tricil's hands, and even devalued as worthless in front of Clementine, she was originally designed to kill the empire.

How can a weapon be weak in terms of combat effectiveness?