Nightmare Attack

Just as planned, the fat man had an irresistible attraction to the old president. After he approached the battlefield, the old president naturally noticed him. The remaining milky white eyes turned blankly. At this moment, the old president It no longer feels like a living thing, it feels more like a machine that only knows how to kill and spread despair.

And now this machine is crushing everyone's hopes little by little, ruthlessly harvesting the living lives.

No. 6 died. In order to cooperate with the encirclement of the old president, the undertaker also died. Without those corpses, his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

There are not many civilian masters left who survived before, and many of these people were only affected by the aftermath of the battle.

Everyone here does not lack courage and determination, but these things are completely useless in the face of the gap called strength, and even become a bit ridiculous.

A fly shakes a tree, a moth flies into a flame. All the previous efforts turned out to be a joke at this moment.

After repelling Wuhou for the last time, the old president approached the fat man. The moment he was targeted, the fat man subconsciously wanted to step back, but he restrained himself. He pulled out a brilliant smile to the old president. He smiled, then stretched out his hand and raised a middle finger.

It doesn't matter whether he is provocative or not, after all, he has been targeted, and even if he kneels down and kowtows, the other party will not let him go.

But the fat man also thought this way. Regarding the sins committed by the old president, even if he knelt down and kowtowed to beg for forgiveness, he would still kill him and pay with blood.

The old general Yan Can took a strong breath and rushed towards the old president, but he flew back in the next second with a broken leg.

The old president didn't walk very fast, but he walked very steadily. The knife on his shoulder made him look very uncoordinated.

Wu took action again, and this time he turned into several figures instantly after getting close. Rainy Night Murderer, Scarecrow, and even a huge starving ghost appeared, but these guys were not even qualified to attack the sheep in front of the old president.

The starving ghost's body was divided into several pieces. The rainy night murderer's ax hit the old president's head, and the ax exploded, leaving the murderer's body riddled with holes.

The scarecrow was even more miserable, with half of his face torn off by the old president.

Wu's blade fell on the injured shoulder of the old president, but unfortunately it was unsuccessful. After being avoided by no means, he was forced back hard.

The next second, the old president suddenly stopped. The ground bulged strangely, and a dozen extremely thick vines instantly emerged from the soil. The vines strangled the old president along the ground.

Master Shui has used similar tricks many times, but it has no effect on the old president. The old president stretched out his hand and waved it forward diagonally. A thick vine was instantly cut off, and Mr. Shui who was hiding in it had no choice but to escape. He came out, but a ferocious scar was left on his chest. "Pfft!" Mr. Shui spat hard at the old president. This time it was extremely fast, and the green juice fell on the old president's body and face, making a hissing sound. The sound was violently corroding the broken body.

As soon as the blow succeeded, Master Shui turned around and wanted to run away, but the old president's fist had already arrived. Fortunately, a few vines blocked the blow for him, but the huge force still hit his back, and Master Shui breathed a green Blood spurted out, like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the ground far away. After struggling several times, he could not stand up again.

With a "Peng" sound, a vine directly behind the old president exploded, and a figure suddenly hugged the old president's body from behind. No. 2, who was covered in injuries, could no longer care about the backlash and instantly used all his abilities. Turning on, the weird rhythm spread inch by inch along the old president's body, and the skin that burned like coke began to gradually collapse. I didn't expect that this ability would have a miraculous effect on today's old president.

And this was just the beginning. After No. 2 appeared, another person also took action. Su An closed his eyes, emptied his inner world, and calibrated the old president in his own world. As Su An became more focused, he He actually found out about the existence of the old president.

But it was completely different from any person or creature he had marked before. The old president felt like a stone to him, with no emotions, no joy, anger, sorrow, and nothing.

However, the old president also obviously felt Su An's presence, because the remaining eye looked this way, which created an opportunity for Lin Wan'er.

Jumping out from another vine, Mr. Shui's ability was a big help. Lin Wan'er slapped the old president on the head, instantly pushing her ability to the limit. She felt that she had stumbled into a strange person. She didn't understand everything in this world, and intense despair was squeezing towards her from all directions like a tsunami.

But then, the line was broken, and Su An opened his eyes suddenly. The connection between him and the old president was interrupted. It was not an existence that he could understand.

Without Su An's suppression, Lin Wan'er's plan also failed. Her whole body was trembling. She was being eroded by the old president's spiritual world and was getting lost in it little by little.

There was a huge maze, and she couldn't find the entrance.

"Kacha."

"Kacha."

No. 2 let out a cry of pain. The situation he was facing at this moment was the most desperate. He could see that the two arms that he held tightly around the old president were being assimilated little by little, turning into a turbid state. Crystals, and this change is irreversible and is spreading along his arms and towards his body.

His blood vessels, skin, muscles, and even the innermost bones were all crystallized, and uncontrollable pain spread throughout his body.

"Let go! Let go!" The fat man rushed towards him, shouting hysterically.

But No. 2 raised his head and looked into the air, where a black figure appeared. This was the last link in their plan.

Wu Hua's sword slashed down hard in mid-air, and the position was exactly the injured shoulder of the old president. But this time, a dark red shadow appeared behind Wu, as if time overlapped, Xia Tan and Wu held a handful at the same time. The blade buzzed, and red blood flowed on the blade. This blade was filled with extreme anger and extreme power, as if it was going to cut open the old president and the ground beneath his feet.

The blood-red sword light covered everything, and No. 2, whose body was mostly crystallized, slowly closed his eyes. In the original plan, he had no chance of survival, but as long as he could restrain the old president, it was enough. Give the next step to Wu, and he will chop him and the old president apart.

At the last moment before his consciousness dissipated, he seemed to see No. 6, No. 1 further away, and No. 4 and the others were also there. No. 4 tilted his head and leaned against the wall, still wearing that mean smile. Everyone's The background is the cold yet warm orphanage.

"Go home"