Chapter 1290 Awakening of Beast Nature Monster Incarnation

"Release the anger in your heart!"

A sound that seemed to be howling a beast came from Rama Mujam's ear, and faced with such a strange situation. Immediately Rama Mujam struggled to lift his head.

He was looking for the source of this voice, because he was sure that the agents who were extracting confessions from him did not make such voices. The voice came so close, it was as if it was squeezed out of his own throat. But would he make such a sound? Rama Mujam already had an answer in his heart, and this answer made him feel even more weird and horrified.

"Who, who is talking!"

As the saying goes, if you don't do anything wrong in your life, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door in the middle of the night. And Rama Mujam obviously runs counter to this statement. He has done too many bad things, whether it is killing his teammates or massacring civilians in Mumbai. All can be said to be evil and damnable acts. He also understood this, so when such a supernatural event appeared around him, he immediately jumped up in fright.

In this case, he didn't even care about the punishment that was about to be imposed on him. Instead, he yelled so loudly at the surrounding air.

And his yelling also scared the agents. They thought they had been spotted, so they immediately turned their guns behind them. But when they found that there was nothing there, a teased annoyance immediately flooded their hearts.

"Gag him, don't let him continue this nonsense. Delaying time? How much time do you think you can procrastinate!"

The lead agent said to Rama Mujam angrily, but at this moment Rama Mujam didn't care about what he said at all. He had already put all his attention on the voice next to his ear. And that voice spoke to him now.

"Release the anger in your heart, release your tyranny and ferocity! Look at these people around you, they already see you as prey, they want to tear your flesh and blood, crush your bones, and devour you If you continue to remain indifferent, you will only be eaten alive by them bit by bit. Do you want to be like that? Do you want to be killed by them and take away everything that belongs to you? Tell me the answer, Ramamujam Sen! Tell me, what are you going to do!"

"What do you want me to do?" Gagged, Rama Mujam could only forcefully let out a whimpering sound from his throat. And such a voice didn't confuse the existence lurking beside him. He let out a horrified hoarse laugh, and then addressed Ramamujam word for word.

"I want you to let go of yourself, I want you to let go of your anger and animal restraints.

Put aside those unnecessary rationality, and give your body to your instinct. Only in this way can you save yourself. Only in this way can you take back everything that belongs to you from these guys with your own hands. Come on, Ramamujam, do as I say. At this time, do you have more options? "

This weird request did not move Rama Mujam, but instead made him even more afraid. Because such a request really doesn't seem like something a kind person would make. And if you don't care about anything and just do what he said, then it is very likely that you will fall into a very terrible situation.

So, even though the agents had started to cause him great pain, he was already screaming and roaring constantly. But he still didn't do what the voice said. Even at this moment, he still struggled to question that voice.

"What the hell are you? What do you want from me?"

"Are you still in the mood to care about this issue now? Look around you and see what they have done to you. You are so indifferent to them, and so caring about me? Very good, if this is the case. Then you slow down Taste the pain slowly. If in their hands, you can still be as determined as you are to me, I will tell you what my identity is!"

As he jokingly said such words, the voice slowly sank down. At this time, Rama Mujam immediately felt the terrifying pain from his body. His knuckles, his exposed flesh, had been brutally twisted and cut open by these agents. The agents were using professional methods to stimulate the nerves in his body. And this kind of irritating action is constantly bringing him painful torture.

At this time, Rama Mujam already felt that life would be worse than death. The constant pain from his nerves already made him tear up uncontrollably. He could not control the natural reactions of his body, nor could he control the despair and anger in his heart. Especially when the agent leader looked at his current appearance and said contemptuously that he had twisted his arm, this kind of despair and anger erupted suddenly like a volcano.

At this time, he could no longer care about the consequences. Having to choose between being tortured to death by these agents or falling into the hands of an unknown existence, he has chosen the latter recklessly.

"Okay, it's up to you. Unleash the rage, the bestiality. You want me to do it, I'll do it! If only you can make me stop this, if only you can make me get rid of these fucking bastards. Whatever it is, I will follow what you say. Come on, let me see what you can make me do!"

Struggling to shout out such a voice from the heart, Rama Mujam has already let go of the control of his own reason. And just when he completely let go of the control, bursts of wild laughter came to his ears one after another.

"That's right, that's it, that's it. Let go of your body and mind, and leave the rest to me. I can assure you that these people will pay for their actions, and they must die! "

The darkness overwhelmed Rama Mujam's sight like a tide, and the flames swept his heart like a tsunami in an instant. In a very short period of time, Rama Mujam had completely lost control of his body, and what was replaced was the tight black armor on his body, wriggling like a living thing, tearing his body apart. The whole person was surrounded.

An event beyond imagination just happened in front of all the agents. They watched as Rama Mujam, who was still powerless to resist, suddenly seemed to be possessed by divine power, and directly threw the two agents who were pressing on him out like sandbags. At the same time, a layer of dark black spread from his torso to the surroundings like a stream of water.

It was something like slime. It should be a dead thing, but when it squirmed, it gave people the illusion of being alive. And in this special wriggling, the black ooze quickly spread over Rama Mujam's limbs and head, and completely wrapped him up.

It was a dire situation to look at, as Rama Mujam, completely encased in black, could easily give the illusion that he was suffocating. However, suffocation is impossible, because after the layer of ooze wrapped his head, it quickly became like a breathable veil. While it became thinner, it gradually became abstract from the basis of the human head. It looked like a monster's head, revealing hideous eyes and mouth.

Just by looking at his appearance, he already has the capital to make people feel intimidated. And his capital is far more than that. As the head part materialized into the appearance of a monster, Rama Mujam's wrapped hands and feet also turned into huge claws like beasts.

Because of the initial torture, Rama Mujam's fingers and arms were twisted into weird angles. However, under the wrapping of this layer of black ooze, these injuries that should have been very serious were no longer enough to cause trouble.

Those fingers, those joints, were wrapped and moved by the tight ooze, and soon made teeth-stinging crackling sounds. They were completely corrected. Although the process was inevitably painful, a satisfactory result was finally achieved.

Facing such a result, Rama Mujam, who had transformed into a monster, let out a long howl like a beast, and then directly reached out and grabbed an agent who was stunned by his transformation.

When the huge claws closed, it was like crushing an egg, crushing the agent's head to pieces. Looking at the blood and brains flowing in his palm, Rama Mujam, who has transformed into a monster, let out a sinister laugh, while sticking out his black snake-like tongue, and forcefully pointed at these things. licked up.

"Human flesh and blood! I haven't tasted it for a while!"

Roll these things into the mouthpiece with the tongue, and the monster makes such a sound. And hearing this voice, all the agents seemed to go crazy, and shot at him desperately. Of course, this is of no use.

The yellow bullets shot at him, stopping before the black skin as if they had lost their kinetic energy. Facing such a weak attack, the monster smiled lowly, and rushed towards the agents like black lightning.

He is a natural hunter, an existence that has gathered countless terrifying biological genes. Faced with a group of agents who are only ordinary people in this capacity, the result is actually already doomed. Death, and destruction. It was the only thing he could do, and the only thing he could do well. And now, he has brought them with him and rushed here!