Chapter 134 Living Corpse and Werewolf

Maric was running at the forefront, his slightly messy hair was completely blown back by the wind, and his facial expression was distorted and ferocious.

His speed was faster than the steam train at its peak, and with a whiz, he came to the entrance of the open space.

But even so, he still couldn't get rid of the pursuers behind him.

The man closest to him was a man with the same pale complexion as him. There were a few inconspicuous dark spots on his face, like the marks left after a rotten wound healed, and the malice in his eyes was completely undisguised and suppressed. Living corpses eager for fresh flesh and blood are better than humans. Klein guessed that this should be Sequence 6's Jason.

The distance between Jason and Maric was kept within seven or eight meters, sometimes lengthening, sometimes shortening, back and forth, back and forth.

And a dozen meters behind them, a figure was thrown further and further away. It was a thin but strong man with short shaved hair, and the roots stood up like spikes.

When his arms were swinging, there was a metallic light on the tip of his palm reflecting the faint crimson moonlight, it was black nails that were as long as daggers!

"Werewolf" Tyre... Klein silently read the other party's code name and name in his heart, and a blood-splattered wall, intestines hanging on protruding places, bloody severed limbs and other things appeared in his mind. offal.

Thumb up!

Maric ran away with all his strength, while Jason gritted his teeth and chased desperately. The healed black spot on his face had swelled translucent at some point, and it seemed that rotten liquid was about to drip out.

Where the two of them passed, the puddles on the ground and the liquid in the muddy soil quickly condensed hoarfrost, freezing inch by inch.

The withered weeds were blown up by the strong wind brought up by the two, and in the process of slowly falling, they were rotting and decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Suddenly, a pale hand protruded from the frosty soil and grabbed Jason's ankle accurately.

Snapped!

Jason twisted his body and kicked hard, breaking the wrist of the palm directly, and kicking it out. At the port, the flesh and blood had long since rotted, and white maggots were scrambling to wriggle out.

Maric stopped, pinched his lips with his right hand, and whistled mournfully.

boom! boom! boom!

The soil in different positions of the open space was lifted,

A corpse with no expression sat up.

At the same time, the cold wind suddenly swirled, and countless transparent shadows seemed to smell the smell of a feast of blood. No one wanted to lag behind and flocked to Jason, some pulled his arms, some pulled his calves, some simply hugged his head.

Jason paused and snorted.

The shadows flew out immediately, some screamed and disappeared, and some got lost in place.

Almost instantly, Maric and Jason raised their right hands at the same time, put their thumbs up and put them next to their index fingers, and the index fingers aimed at each other.

Silently, the air separating the two exploded, and strands of black air billowed upwards.

Maric then took a step back, and a few strands of his messy hair withered in an instant, falling down.

"Maric, you are still so weak, and you still don't know how to use the power of desire!" Jason laughed hoarsely.

At this time, "Werewolf" Tire rushed to his side, and Steve, the Sequence 5 powerhouse who was in charge of this operation, did not know where he was.

"Don't be in a hurry to deal with Maric, wait for Sharon to rescue him, Master Steve is about to arrive. Werewolf" Tyre lowered his voice and said to Jason.

He immediately stuck out his bright red tongue and licked his lips:

"I don't know what it would be like for Sharon to take off her clothes..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw Jason turn his head, his pale face was gloomy, and there were two identical figures in his eyes:

Black court dress, light golden hair, delicate face, bloodless skin!

Snapped!

He stretched out his two palms and grabbed "Werewolf" Tyre's neck, followed by the creaking sound of bones that couldn't support it.

"Wraith" Sharon strikes!

Tyre inhaled violently, making his neck swell like a water pipe, causing black bristles to grow there, briefly resisting the force that would crush his trachea and cervical spine.

His eyes gradually turned white, his bright red tongue stuck out, and sticky saliva dripped down the sides of his lips.

However, his right hand was inserted into his pocket accurately and steadily, breaking a certain preset spiritual shackles!

The warehouses around the entire empty area suddenly lit up, and the place was filled with crimson moonlight.

The strength of Jason's grip on "Werewolf" Tyre's neck quickly diminished, and a figure wearing a small soft hat appeared behind him.

There was a proud and cruel smile on Tire's face, and he took out a shrunken "full moon" from his pocket with his right hand, a crimson "full moon"!

It was a dark red ornament constantly exuding tranquil brilliance. It was in the shape of a full moon, surrounded by scarlet gemstones one after another, and in the middle were symbols symbolizing the moon and many mysterious signs.

Sharon narrowed her eyes instinctively, and took two steps back, the illusory feeling quickly faded away.

Her legs seemed to be unable to support her weight anymore, and she fell limply to the ground, the complicated black court dress stained with dust and mud.

"Werewolf" Tire held up the palm-sized round ornament that was blooming crimson and clear, panting and laughing:

"Sir Steve is right, you will definitely try to counterattack, and Sharon, the object you possess and control must be Jason, who is one sequence higher than me, so he handed over the 'Crimson Moon Crown' to I."

"Guess where is he now?"

This... This is different from what Sharon expected... It seems that I can only choose the best time to attack... Klein frowned when he heard it, and forcibly suppressed the anxiety that kept rising in his heart .

At this time, "Werewolf" Tyre was not in a hurry to attack, because he knew that the longer the effect of "Crimson Moon Crown" lasted, the weaker Sharon would be, and the more painful Maric would be.

And Jason's already cold eyes were filled with brutal madness, and he could no longer find reason.

He was also affected by the "Crimson Moon Crown", but he, who is used to indulging his desires, did not feel pain, but was full of longing for the fresh flesh and blood in front of him.

"Lo!"

Jason let out a low growl that was not human, and the hairs on his exposed skin turned white.

At this moment, Sharron raised her arms with difficulty, took off the black glove on her right palm with her left hand, and Jason just jumped at her, and the surrounding soil was covered with a thin layer of ice!

Suddenly, endless illusory rays of light erupted from Sharon's palm.

They absorbed Sharon's spirituality, and intertwined in front of this puppet-like lady, forming a bronze door full of mysterious patterns and full of indescribable flavors.

The door shook, opened with a creak, and a gap opened!

Within the gap, a pair of pale or transparent arms, full of teeth or bloody and skinless, stretched out, straddled the void, and grabbed the "living corpse" Jason!

Pairs of indescribable eyes are densely packed in the darkness behind the door, quietly watching the prey ahead.

Before Jason could react, he was grabbed by those arms, entangled by those slippery illusory tentacles, and entangled by those blue-black vines protruding the faces of babies. tied up!

These weird things cried and laughed sharply, and tried their best to drag the "living corpse" Jason to the back of the door.

Even though his thoughts were completely controlled by bloodlust and the desire to kill, Jason instinctively felt afraid.

"Lo!"

The voice in his throat suddenly intensified, and layers of frost formed on the scalp-numbing arms, and the blue-black vines protruding from the baby's face let out a painful moan, with a rotting sound. The turbid yellow liquid dripped continuously.

The pull slowed, but didn't go away.

Jason kept driving the ghosts to interfere, like throwing a stone into the sea. He tried to use the spells in the domain of death, but they failed to produce very good results.

His body unstoppably moved forward step by step towards the crack of the illusory and mysterious door, sometimes struggling to retreat a little.

Because he had taken a sedative beforehand, Maric was not completely overwhelmed by the pain. Taking this opportunity, he took out the last two sedatives, snapped off the bottle tube, and drank one and a half in one gulp.

The suppressed malice in his eyes weakened, the distortion of his face returned to normal, and he looked at "Werewolf" Tyre with a sharp gaze.

At the same time, with a swipe of the ground, Tire's thin but strong body disappeared in place, and he was more than ten meters away.

When his figure was outlined there, there was still an illusory scene in the original position. A life-like black air rose from the ground, pierced through the afterimage, and swayed and disappeared.

What Tire uses is not "flash", he does not have extraordinary abilities in this regard.

The extreme speed brought by the "Crimson Moon Crown" he relies on!

The speed that can drag out afterimages!

At this time, Klein, who was hiding in the dark at the top of the warehouse, also put his left hand into his pocket, touched the iron cigarette case, released the "spiritual cage" on the surface, and opened the box lightly.

He believed that "Wraith" Steve must have come to the scene, otherwise Jason would be dragged behind that terrible door if the stalemate continued, and even if "Werewolf" Tyre had the blessing of "Crimson Moon Crown", It won't be able to solve Maric for a while. At that time, Sharon will use the "Mystery Gate" to target the werewolf again, and the "Crimson Moon Crown" will change its owner.

As soon as Klein's fingers touched the "All-Black Eye" inside the iron cigarette case, his mind rang out, filled with crazy, filthy, and terrifying ravings!

It was a terrifying raving that made people's blood vessels bulge, their eyes were about to burst, and their heads might burst open at any time.

In this raving, Klein saw strange, mysterious, and illusory thin black lines. They were divided into multiple groups, some extended to Sharon's body, and some came from "Werewolf" Tyre. Interlaced but not entangled, penetrated into the void.

Among them, many black lines come from places that are not far from Maric but do not overlap!

"Resentful Soul" Steve! He wants to possess Maric! With a thought, Klein withdrew his left hand.

He didn't draw his gun and shoot, but snapped his fingers without sound.

Boom!

In the gap between the two warehouses, an explosion came suddenly, and the roiling flames and heat made a figure in a black double-breasted long dress float out.

After using this to attract the attention of others, Klein quickly drew his gun and pulled the trigger towards the position in his memory.

At the same time, the dark golden sunbird brooch on his chest flashed a flash of light.

He attached the "Purification Slash" to the "Purification Bullet"!

boom!

The bullet shot out with a pale golden light.

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