Chapter 34: Killing the Initial Symbiote (Number 11 Is Very Important! Very Important! Please Read Ahead!)

Chapter 34: Massacre [Initial Symbiote] (No. 11 is very important! Very important! Please read ahead!)

[Defeat Tsunade [Youth], trigger with probability, obtain new template]

[Name: Massacre [Initial Symbiote]]

[World: Marvel]

[Quality: Green]

[Advanced: Can be advanced - Massacre [Proliferation Individual] (Purple)]

[Ability: ① Biological Armor: Can be immune to some physical damage, immune to a small part of special attribute attacks, and bless on the basis of three-dimensional attributes.

② Precision Camouflage: Can change its own appearance and body shape through will, vocal cords, pupils and breath, etc. can be changed, and can also perfectly imitate the appearance of a specific target through cell genes.

③ Mimicry Change: Decompose and mimic by devouring non-living things, so as to change into a similar morphological structure, such as shields, swords, and even wings, spikes...

④ Split Proliferation (Unlocked): Generate subordinate individuals by splitting and proliferating, and connect the consciousness between individuals with the master as the core.

⑤ Special healing (unlocked): The highly plastic body structure gives it special healing abilities. Even if it is broken, pierced, or hammered, it can still quickly recover and regenerate. It is immune to toxins and mental control.

⑥ Possession fusion (unlocked): It can attach to other individuals and control their bodies, but only 50% of the above effects remain. Ultrasound and high temperature will also force the symbiont to separate. 】

[Advanced conditions: 0/10000 points (not achieved)]

[Holding points: 2200]

"...Symbiont?"

Yunchuan frowned, his expression was a little distressed, and he thought to himself: "That kind of sticky thing, I really can't like it."

He didn't know much about the character "Slaughter".

The most impressive thing was its appearance.

A mass of sticky things came out and wrapped the host, leaving only big white eyes and fangs and long tongues.

But judging from those abilities, it is a very practical template...

Bang! Bang! Bang! !

Just as Yunchuan was thinking about the newly acquired template, he suddenly heard a knock on the door behind him.

"Boss!"

Yahiko's face changed, and he was about to say something.

But Yunchuan smiled and shook his head, and swallowed the words on his lips.

"I'm here, please wait." Yunchuan gave a wink while speaking, indicating Nagato to restore the things in the house.

Click.

Yunchuan opened the door a little, and a few faint sunset glows penetrated into the dark house.

"Excuse me, are you the noble man my husband mentioned?" A kind and amiable voice came from outside the door.

I saw an old woman with a kind face and silver hair standing outside the door, and behind her was an expressionless young man.

In his hand, he was holding a bamboo basket with three dinners, which exuded hot steam, which seemed to dispel the coldness of the evening.

"I cooked too much today, but my husband and I are the only ones at home. If we can't finish it, it will be wasted."

As she said that, she looked at Yahiko behind Kumokawa and said in a gentle tone: "If you don't mind, can you please help me solve it?"

Yahiko felt that the other person looked at him as if he was looking at his own child, and every word she said was like the morning sun that made people feel warm.

It sounded like a lame excuse that she deliberately made in order to avoid embarrassment.

"Is that so?" Kumokawa took the bamboo basket and said politely: "Thank you very much."

"I should say this thank you."

The old woman showed a gentle smile on her face, pointed to the young man behind her and said: "This is my nephew, he will be guarding outside, and you can leave anything to him, so I won't disturb you to eat."

Just when she was about to turn around and leave, she suddenly stopped.

"By the way." She turned her head to look at Kumokawa and smiled, "We will have a group activity in the evening, and please don't go out casually."

After that, she turned around and slowly left, leaving only the young man.

Ignoring the man's seemingly waiting but actually monitoring behavior, the door was slammed shut by Yunchuan.

"Boss." Yahiko looked at the food in his hand and swallowed his saliva, "This, should not be eaten?"

Nagato gave him a look of mental retardation and poured the food directly into the empty layer under the wooden bed.

If they eat this thing tonight, it will be their turn to be eaten by others tomorrow.

"Give it a try."

Looking at his own fresh meal, Yunchuan narrowed his eyes and spread out his right hand.

The next moment, a ball of "liquid" similar to flesh and blood surged out from the palm of his hand.

"It has no independent consciousness, and there will be no contradiction or resistance, but it is similar to the extension of my consciousness, otherwise it will only act according to instructions and instincts?"

Yunchuan raised his eyebrows and raised a trace of interest.

When he tried to control it with consciousness, the ball of "liquid" gradually rose up and turned into a floating blood-red "mist".

"Sure enough, with the ability of [Stand-In Lost Cat], it can indeed be transformed into a form similar to mist."

Yunchuan found that he could control this state, so he began to control and dispatch it with all his strength.

The "blood mist" no longer gathered together, but spread out like mist, making the whole room covered with a thin blood mist.

When he tried to put part of his consciousness into it, he found that the world in front of him had changed. The blood mist seemed to have become his "eyes", and he could clearly sense what was shrouded in the mist.

Not seeing, but sensing.

It was like observing things in the mist from a God's perspective.

"In that case." Yunchuan "looked" at the short knife on his waist, "The next thing is..."

"Eh?" Yahiko shook his head left and right, looking at this scene in surprise, "What is this?"

Just as he tentatively stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the blood mist, Yunchuan's palm clenched slightly.

A scene like time went back appeared in front of him. The blood-red mist no longer spread around, but was gathered back inward by some force.

In Yunchuan's empty palm, the first thing that condensed was the red hand armor, which was tightly compacted by the blood mist, and then the blood-red blade on it.

A scarlet short knife was condensed in Yunchuan's hand, and the blade with a slightly cold and cold light looked extremely sharp.

"Are hardness, sharpness and control positively correlated?"

After making a knife flower with his knife and trying it out, Yunchuan roughly determined his ability.

The current level is not inferior to his mass-produced short knife.

Just as Yunchuan was thinking, a buzzing sound woke him up.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Yunchuan looked up at the window, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, the sun has completely set, and the last rays of light have been swallowed up.

The pure black almost swallowed everything, and all the buildings were shrouded in shadows.

And the three consecutive bell sounds came from the stone tower in the distance.

The sound waves are as pervasive as the darkness at this moment. Even in the darkest and darkest room, Yunchuan can feel the vibration and buzzing.

"..."Yunchuan looked down at the scarlet short knife in his hand without any ripples, and whispered thoughtfully, "It seems that when I use it, it will not be affected by the sound waves."

While thinking, the bell sounded again, the same three sounds.

Dong! Dong! Boom!

"Then, what is that?!"

Yahiko's deliberately low voice was filled with an uncontrollable sense of fear.

After the second bell rang, the closed doors opened silently, and countless figures walked out.

The drooping face was shrouded in the shadow of the hood, and his hands were clasped together as if he was praying devoutly, walking towards the place where the bell rang like a pilgrim.

By the window, a figure could be vaguely seen, standing there like a corpse.

"Is this what you call a collective activity?"

Yunchuan's mouth corners were curved, and he whispered: "Just give me a suitable whetstone."

As the voice fell, the diffuse scarlet blood mist reflected in his dark blue eyes.

Hazy, mysterious, blurred, boundless...

[Triggering task: [Communion of believers]]

[Detailed explanation of the task: Witness the ritual of the nascent organization [Evil God Cult] and participate in it]

[Task level: blue]

[Task deadline: 4 natural days]

[Completion reward: 3000 points]

The 11th is very important! Very important! Please read ahead! ! Don't keep the book! !