Chapter 404 One Minute King

Honey badger.

Prisoner of fallen darkness.

He originally had a stable job, and although he was not considered rich, he was considered a well-off family in the county. According to the normal trajectory, he would get married and have children, leading a simple and boring life.

But under the ravages of the last days, for the sake of strength and survival, he gave up the feelings that originally belonged to human beings, and sacrificed his sister to a giant dragon for the sake of power.

Honey Badger saw with her own eyes that her sister who had been calling her for nineteen years was bitten into two by a white dragon. She did not die, but screamed in pain. She looked at her relatives who pushed her into the fire pit, and lost her previous dependence. , Yes, just curse and hatred from the heart.

she died.

Bailong's second head swallowed her body into his stomach, and the clear chewing sound was heard among the surrounding crowd.

Honey Pot thought that she would be angry, and would regard everything she was doing now as forbearance, so she would spend her entire life killing her enemy, that giant dragon that coexisted with tyranny and beauty.

But……

The story is not like this.

Who stipulates that when a loved one dies, one must take revenge?

Honey Pot watched the normal killing calmly, and he didn't cry. Maybe as early as the moment of killing, his soul underwent some qualitative transformation.

He originally thought that this world had changed him, but it wasn't until this moment that he realized that he might have died as early as the moment the end came.

A big fire destroyed the base of the hostile forces. More than 30,000 people were engulfed in a sea of ​​flames, and screams were heard endlessly. At this time, witnessing all this, the comrades who were clamoring just now showed terrifying eyes.

It's all too scary.

Tens of thousands of people were engulfed in flames. Except for professionals, ordinary people didn't even have the possibility to escape. What this foreshadowed was that those people would all die.

Having personally caused such a murder, even the most extreme thugs can't help showing confusion and panic now, because the death toll has far exceeded their expectations.

Just when everyone was at a loss, only Honeypot showed an aura of enthusiasm. This killing was like a ritual, so that his body was slowly changing.

With the metamorphosis, the honeypot has been very different from the word "person".

Today, he has a twisted humanoid form and bestial features. Mottled and rough skin, fingers and toes terminate in terrifying claws several inches long. Its teeth are as terrifying as its claws, and its foot-long tongue is constantly swinging in its mouth, searching for scents with the tip of the tongue.

It's more like a beast than a human.

When the apocalypse came, the dimensional rift opened. Apart from some monsters on the bright side, there were also some different life forms. They were already dead, but they carried a trace of hatred and unwillingness for life.

These dimensional creatures first find a host, and then live on the other party. The whole process is like a baby growing up. They feed back their power to the host, but the other party also retains a trace of the monster's will.

This will, like the seed of a vine, did not change at first, but as time passed, the seed grew slowly, and inadvertently, it covered the entire tall building.

When there are no vines, although night will fall, the people living in the building will feel more or less happy when they think that the sun will rise the next day.

However, these vines blocked everyone's vision, they sealed the windows, causing the people living inside to only know that this world is dark, but never thought that as long as there is hope, it will also be refracted by sunlight .

The honeypot guessed right, as early as when the monster in the body chose him as the host, the real self was already dead.

That's why he was ruthless. That's why when he saw his sister die with his own eyes, he was expressionless. It wasn't that he wasn't in pain, it was because of his feelings that had been swallowed up.

Honeypot's body gradually swelled, and in almost an instant, the flesh and blood were churning. The body that was still vaguely human-like had completely turned into a monster about four meters tall.

It has a jackal head and a body covered with sharp hairs.

No one knows which plane it came from, only one thing, after absorbing enough negative energy, this monster was finally revived in a disguised form with the help of the honeypot's body.

He has the ability to think, and can even recall all the feelings from childhood to adulthood, but his soul has been corroded.

Use the human body as a container.

This is the best way for dimensional creatures to descend. However, this kind of success rate is very rare. Out of a hundred broken souls, only three or four can really do this.

At this moment, the honeypot completely released itself because of the killing in front of it. Although it no longer had the memory of the past, its body was reborn with the help of the honeypot.

More and more people died.

More and more screams sounded.

But Honey Pot really likes this kind of ringtone of death. At this moment, he roared up to the sky, oscillating a wave of vast power visible to the naked eye, resounding through the nine layers of sky, Lianna's billowing thunderclouds were shaking and surging, as if at any moment It is possible to open a wound and dare not be an enemy.

Totally broke out.

The transformation of the honeypot is beyond the imagination of the people around.

If there is a disagreement, it will become this picture of people and ghosts, which will undoubtedly bring great pressure to the people around them.

He is close in height, like a ferocious giant, his fingers are as strong as steel bars, it feels like a combination of steel and flesh, and he has no human appearance at all.

He is the executioner who slaughters life, no matter for human beings or beasts, he always kills and fights. The pursuit of fresh flesh and blood has been fused into every inch of his body, even if his body is smashed to pieces, he is not afraid of any existence.

It is the most persistent killer!

"Damn it! Do you know what you did?"

The gathering place of 30,000 people was not without survivors. A professional stood aside, looking angrily at the honey badger.

Compared with a honeypot, he has the most basic human emotions. His family, friends, and subordinates are all in the flames. Although there was a little friction between the few of them before, it is harmless after all.

The man didn't expect that the honeypot would be so venomous, and it would adopt such an outrageous trick. Those wrapped in flames were not bugs or beasts, but living people. Tens of thousands of people, whoever wanted to kill them?

At this time, the man looked at the honey badger and felt his blood rushing forward. His fists were like powerful beams, and he blasted towards the honey pot's head.

But at this time.

Honey Pot grinned grimly, without even looking at it, and clenched his teeth. The palms that were originally slender and wide were instantly covered with black and black, all the blood vessels and tendons emerged, and the roots were intertwined and gathered together. Each finger swelled more than doubled!

In the next second, he suddenly opened his five fingers, like the claws of a wild beast, swung them vigorously, and swung them to the opponent's chest in an instant!

"Puchi!"

The man's body was directly cut in two, and the intestines and bright red blood were poured on the ground. How cruel. In this land, one of the masters who can be regarded as one of the giants, just died like this?

The man's will is gradually losing, not to mention resistance, even swearing, and he has no ability. This is reality after all. He originally thought that if it really came to the point of life and death, even if he fought hard, he would definitely make his opponent pay the price. ...

But……

The reality was far crueler than he imagined.

In front of the honeypot, the defensive power he was proud of was useless at all. He died without even hurting a strand of the opponent's hair.

Killing people is like killing chickens.

Honeypot didn't show too much excitement for killing a person, it turned around and set its sights on the flames again.

Perhaps, only the wailing inside can make him really interested.

It is conceivable what kind of embarrassment this city will face when it is ruled by it, so that even Honeypot's confidants can't help showing some panic now.

It's true that they are villains, but after all, they can be regarded as a human body, but the honeypot in front of them, just from its appearance, is a pure monster at all.

Everyone peeked at each other, not hiding the doubts and fears in their hearts at all.

However, when the honeypot was silent in the killing, a violent explosion sounded not far away.

This explosion sounded like a greeting, more like a warning, it clearly told everyone that just when the honeypot thought it was successful, a new enemy had arrived.