Infinite Throne

  Chapter 471 Beat the enemy, who are you, Cadilla?

   "Yo! There's a hole in this heart! What a pity..."

   "Huh? There's something wrong with your heart, and the color isn't that good."

   "Ah? This one is so fresh."

   "Pan Zhengyi" walked through the crowd like a stroll.

   No one could see his movements.

  No one knows what he did.

   But when he passed by,

Wherever    passes,

   Everyone has an extra hole in their chest.

   A tiny hole.

   And "Pan Zhengyi" also has a fresh beating heart on his hand. Until the heart was freshly peeled off, the heart didn't seem to react at all, and he was given green by "Pan Zhengyi", and he could still beat for half a minute.

   "Pan Zhengyi" looked intoxicated.

   In the eyes of others, he doesn't seem like a neurotic at this moment.

   is a demon.

   A bloodthirsty demon.

   A demon who revels in the fragrance of blood and feeds on it!

"Ah ah ah ah ah-"

   Watching "Pan Zhengyi" walking towards him, the reservists in the corridor let out a horrified wailing, his expression as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight, and he didn't even care about the task, so he turned around and ran away.

   "This year's young people are not very good."

   "Pan Zhengyi" heaved a long sigh, but didn't catch up. I don't know if he was too lazy to chase, or he was disdainful.

   He squatted beside a few corpses, dipped a little blood from the corpse's chest with his fingers, and carefully smoothed his messy hair with the reflection of the corpse's protective mask.

   "It's time to cut this hair. My 'brothers' don't pay much attention to image."

   After smoothing the hair.

   "Pan Zhengyi" vigorously wiped the blood on his hands on the clothes of the corpse. After wiping it clean, he said to himself, "'We' are very particular about people."

  —It’s comfortable now.

   "Pan Zhengyi" skillfully and quickly fumbled over the corpse, and took out several documents with dark covers.

   "Special group field staff?"

"I see."

   "It turned out to be... betrayal, so boring. Bloody, old-fashioned, stupid."

   "Pan Zhengyi" had a dull expression, shook his head, and casually threw the documents he had turned out beside the corpse, and stepped on each corpse.

  —soiling shoes can be troublesome.

   behind him,

   is full of corpses.

   The same way of dying.

   The same expression.

   The same ending.

in the air.

   The temperature rose suddenly.

  Walking, Pan Zhengyi floated in front of the heat wave.

  The corpses in the corridor, under the heat of the heat wave, even had a faint smell of meat.

"Oh?"

  Pan Zhengyi kept walking. After turning the corner, Yu Liexin hung an arm and met Pan Zhengyi on a narrow road dozens of meters away.

"Ugh."

   Pan Zhengyi sighed, twisted his neck, moved his hands and feet, flipped his palms, and held two gradient obsidian claw knives between them.

"Who are you?"

   Yu Lie asked with a dark face.

   With the heart-piercing screams of the reservists on the channel, Yu Liexin could not have imagined that something had happened.

   When he arrived here in the fastest time, he only saw the corpses along the way.

   His heart aches.

very painful.

   He could not wait to burn the neuropathy in front of him alive.

   These reservists, though not all. But each of them is an elite who has been screened from the special warfare bureaucracy across the country.

   Once the plan begins to be executed, after they become real apostles, with their starting point, they will condense into a terrifying fighting force in the shortest possible time.

  According to the current growth rate of the apostles, the arrival of a new era is a matter of time. Only by grasping this force in advance can we have a foothold in the coming "new era".

After    became an apostle, Yu Liexin deeply realized that this way of evolution is really delicious!

   After decades of hard training in ancient martial arts, it is not as good as mastering rare items, acquiring high-level skills, and improving higher attributes in trials.

   If it is said that cultivating ancient martial arts for ten years is a way to become stronger, then the evolution method of "Apostles" is a shortcut.

  A shortcut that can bridge the time gap in a short time!

   But they are all dead!

   Died at the hands of a neurotic who was not taken seriously at first!

   How can this make Yu Liexin not heartache?

   It's almost a pain to breathe.

   But thinking about it carefully, Yu Liexin also noticed something was wrong.

   Although the information about "Pan Zhengyi" is vague in the special group's files, it can be said that there is almost no information. But his origin can be found out.

  Pan Zhengyi just escaped from a small mental anomaly shelter half a year ago.

  If he had this power at the time, how could a small shelter hold him?

  Yu Lie Xin is not stupid though.

   At least...not that stupid.

   At the moment when he was face to face with Pan Zhengyi, Yu Liexin noticed something when he looked at Pan Zhengyi's slightly squinted eyes.

  He is not Pan Zhengyi!

   Perhaps it is not "Pan Zhengyi" who is currently manipulating the body of "Pan Zhengyi"!

   is another terrifying existence lurking in Pan Zhengyi's body.

   In those seemingly calm eyes, there is a fearful madness hidden. Yu Liexin's hair stood up all over his body, and his intuition told him that this Pan Zhengyi was not easy to deal with.

   Careless!

   What kind of pervert is it that Irin stays by his side!

   Yu Lie clenched his teeth and almost broke his teeth in anger.

  Pan Zhengyi held the gradient obsidian claw knife in both hands, swiped a knife flower in his thumb with satisfaction, and said with a smile:

   "This knife is in good condition, good stuff, good stuff."

   Pan Zhengyi happily played with the claw knife in his hand.

  Yu Liexin looked at the weird "Pan Zhengyi", but the anger in his heart subsided a little, and he asked the previous question again.

"who are you?"

   "Pan Zhengyi."

"you are not."

"I'm!"

"you are not!"

   "I really am!"

   "No! You are not!"

   "Why don't you ask me now that you know me? Are you mentally ill?"

  Pan Zhengyi looked at Yu Liexin with "you seem to have a brain problem".

  Fuck!

   Yu Lie was furious!

   angry again.

The    mentality immediately exploded.

  He is a king!

   A dignified emperor!

   He is one of the people who decides the life and death of this country...!

  Call—

  The fiery air roared.

  Pan Zhengyi finally combed his hair with someone else's blood, but it was blown up again, and white smoke came out of his forehead.

  Under the condition of no ventilation, the heat radiating from Yu Liexin's body was even more terrifying. Pan Zhengyi saw that Yu Lie's heart was really angry, and he put away his cynical expression, and his eyes became a little serious.

   "Before opening, I declare one thing in advance."

  Pan Zhengyi giggled, stretched out his tongue, which was covered with tongue coating because he hadn't brushed his teeth for too long, licked the brightly colored obsidian claw knife, and said slowly:

   "Once I shoot, there are only two endings."

   "Either you die,"

   "Either I die."

   "Are you ready?"

  Boom!

"Without further ado!"

  Yu Liexin roared, he stepped on his feet, the fire behind him burst, and the walls on both sides of the passage were instantly charred. Yu Lie's anger seemed to be real, and he quickly killed Pan Zhengyi.

"Hee hee hee-"

   Pan Zhengyi faced the angry Yu Liexin, but walked towards Yu Liexin "slowly" with a strange pace.

   With Pan Zhengyi's steps, the "Pan Zhengyi" with gentle movements flashed quickly beside him, in front of him, and behind him. Every Pan Zhengyi has the same expression, the same posture, the only difference is the position they stand.

"Skill?"

Although   Yu Liexin has already broken through the first layer of power lock and reached the extraordinary. But after being in the inner world and in the Apostle Forum for a long time, he certainly knew that there were all kinds of eccentric abilities and skills in the circle.

  No one really dares to say that he is completely invincible, not afraid of any weird skills or props.

  In the battle between the apostles, there are many situations where an inconspicuous skill or item is instantly overturned.

   There are even a lot of people who are Meng Lang, boasting in the forum about their glorious deeds of turning the tide against the wind. This made Yu Liexin go to the forum pretending to be a new one, watching the various salacious operations of "this year's young apostles", and Yu Liexin was so shocked that he cried out.

  Yu Liexin's movements slowed down, let's see clearly.

   "No, not a skill!"

   Yu Liexin's eyes widened a bit, the corners of his eyes twitched. He suddenly found that the steps of Pan Zhengyi's walking were somewhat familiar, and after carefully identifying them for a few seconds, Yu Liexin's expression changed dramatically, and he was shocked.

   "This move is 'curved limbs'! The king of killers in Europe, who are you, Cadilla, who beats the enemy?"

"Hee hee hee-"

   Pan Zhengyi did not answer.

   Laughter emanated from every figure.

  Yu Liexin didn't dare to be careless after recognizing the move Pan Zhengyi used.

   According to legend, on the European continent, there was a man named Kedila. No one has seen his looks, and no one even knows his age and gender. But this name, before the arrival of the four towers in the world twenty years ago, set off a wave of terror on the European continent.

   His name resounded throughout the underground world. People who don't know what the name stands for don't think it's a big deal. But only those who really know the name can understand the horror contained in this name.

   But I don't know since when, the legendary killer with a 100% mission completion rate completely disappeared.

   Some say he died.

  Some people say that he accepted an apprentice, and after inheriting his business, he went to a private island to live in the old age.

  Some people say that he married more than a dozen beautiful wives and brought a group of good brothers, and finally died of exhaustion and fatigue.

   Someone else said…

   In short, there are many sayings, but no one knows the truth.

   But his unique assassination skills have been passed down in various "legendary" ways, and the more they are passed on, the more magical they are. It's just that with the passage of time and the changing times, the name gradually faded out of everyone's sight. The older generation knew and didn’t say it, and the younger generation didn’t even know it. In the end, the name was completely forgotten.

   "You said him,"

   Pan Zhengyi smiled.

   One after another figure, suddenly accelerated, threw the claw knife in his hand, and rushed towards Yu Liexin.

   "Dead."

  Yu Lie saw the figures rushing towards him in his heart, he didn't dare to be careless, the left fist was burning with raging fire, and he blasted forward. In an instant, the blazing fire flooded the passage, and instantly smashed the silhouettes that were killing him. In the narrow passage, Yu Liexin's ability was even more terrifying.

  chichichichi—

   After a few seconds, the flames dissipated.

  On the ground, only a charred corpse was left.

   Those are the corpses of reservists.

  Yu Liexin looked at the passageway after the high temperature raged, his angry expression couldn't hold back any longer, only a look of astonishment remained.

   "Run, run, run?"

   (end of this chapter)