Chapter 175 He Lost Control

At this time, the chaos surrounding it dissipated.

This also made its body clearly visible.

Black and shiny hair, arrogant expression, contemptuous eyes.

This black cat is Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei raised his paw and waved it at Nicolaide.

"Meow?"

Nicolaide just felt that all this was incredible.

As a god, how could he be pulled into the dream without knowing it.

Besides, he knew very well what the containment objects in the prison keeper organization were.

When the containment objects with dream characteristics appeared, he had no idea.

"Impossible! This is impossible! When was I affected?"

As Nicolaide realized that he was in a dream, spider-web-like cracks appeared in the surrounding space.

"Crack!"

The dream was broken.

In reality.

Lu Xiao and others were standing not far away and looking at him with a smile on their faces.

Xiao Hei was held in the arms of the director, and his little paws kept waving, as if he was asking for credit.

"How is it? Is my dream real enough this time?"

The doctor waved his arms and blinked the vertical eye on his forehead.

"Although there are some logical loopholes, it's still okay overall."

Hearing the doctor's words, Xiao Hei stuck out his tongue.

Compared to Lu Xiao's dream, Xiao Hei felt that it was too easy to create a dream for Nicolaide.

But he didn't tell anyone this.

Nicolaide stared blankly at the group of people in front of him.

Realizing that the height of his sight was wrong, he looked down.

The first thing that caught his eye was his torso, and then his neck like a tree trunk.

His head was held high.

There were branches coming out of his flesh.

Nourished by the blood of the gods, the growth of the dead branches seemed extremely strange.

There was a small bud-like thing at the end of each branch.

"When exactly was it?"

A hoarse voice came out of Nicolaide's mouth.

He carefully recalled the whole process and didn't notice anything wrong at all.

He turned his head around with great difficulty.

The surroundings were empty, with only a thousand-meter-high flesh and blood gate slowly wriggling.

Everything was so normal, exactly the same as in the dream.

The doctor had no habit of talking nonsense, he looked at Lu Xiao.

"Go and complete the sacrifice, I still have a few important experiments to do."

Lu Xiao grinned, then carried the Mirror of All-Knowing on the side and prepared to step forward.

At this time, the prison doctor stopped him.

"Don't worry, the gods are not that simple."

As soon as the voice fell, everyone felt a strong malice.

At this moment, Nicolaide, who was like a tree man, suddenly raised his head.

The branches growing from his body turned blood red.

The bud-like things on the end of the branches bloomed instantly.

Those were eyeballs.

At this time, those eyeballs looked at Lu Xiao and others, their eyes were full of madness.

"I haven't lost yet!"

Nicolaide roared, his body growing wildly.

It was a weird, indescribable growth.

Everyone present felt a wave of crazy emotions from the bottom of their hearts.

"He's out of control!"

The director shouted in shock.

At this time, Nicolaide had become a complete monster.

That twisted body was enough to drive people crazy at a glance.

This was pollution across dimensions.

No human could resist it.

The prison doctor threw several syringes filled with his special tranquilizers to the crowd.

This move instantly calmed down the few people with weaker mental strength.

Lu Xiao raised his hand and shot Nicolaide.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

A wisp of white smoke came out of the muzzle of the corrupted revolver.

"The price of this shot is the flesh and blood of your chest, and then you will have an extreme fear of women."

The voice of the omniscient mirror sounded in Lu Xiao's ears along with the sound of the gun.

"The price of the next shot is the flesh and blood of your face, and then you will have an extreme fear of feathers."

"The price of the next shot is the flesh and blood of your right arm, and then you will have an extreme fear of earthworms."

Lu Xiao fired three shots without hesitation.

Each shot hit Nicklad.

At the same time, Lu Xiao also became unrecognizable.

His entire face disappeared, leaving only the white skull and blood vessels and nerves.

Through the gaps in the bones, you can see the gray, slowly wriggling brain.

Lu Xiao did not put down the corrupt revolver, and the phalanx of his index finger was still on the trigger.

At the same time, Nicklad's body twisted wildly, as if he had suffered great damage.

Dense eyeballs burst at the same time.

Disgusting mucus spilled all over the ground.

The rotten curse broke out at the same time.

The disgusting stench instantly filled the field.

But Nicklad was a god after all, so it was not so easy to die.

If it were a life below the level of a god, perhaps after these three shots, only a pool of pus would remain.

A twisted roar was heard.

The sound instantly shattered the eardrums of everyone present.

Even the sedative specially prepared by the prison doctor lost its effect.

Dante's eyes were red, and his skin was emitting a dazzling red light.

Blood vessels emerged from the surface of his skin, like twisting snakes.

The wings behind him spread out, like a real devil.

"Fall into hell with me."

Dante roared, and then inserted the "active" in his hand into his heart.

The prison doctor raised his hand and shot dozens of syringes at Dante.

The skin that even the chainsaw could not easily cut was like a piece of tofu under those needles.

As the sedative was injected, Dante's eyes gradually became clear.

He was scared, just now he was close to the edge of losing control.

The prison doctor did not stop, and the syringes were thrown out wildly.

For a while, the doctor, the director, and the chainsaw man were all full of syringes on their backs.

Even Xiao Hei was not spared.

After doing all this, he had time to look at Lu Xiao.

Lu Xiao's condition was very bad.

He had been standing there for a long time without moving.

The prison doctor understood that Lu Xiao had fallen into a coma.

Otherwise, according to Lu Xiao's character, he would definitely shoot again.

Not far away, Nicklad had lost his consciousness.

At this moment, he was just following instinct.

As the indescribable body twisted, smelly pus flowed out.

His hands grabbed the branches growing from his body, trying to pull them out of his body.

All this was just instinct.

Facing the out-of-control Nicolaide, the doctor knew that he could not care about the consequences now.

He shouted at the director.

"If I die, C03 will depend on you."

"I have already considered Lucy's problem, and let her become the nominal leader of C03."

"Let all the staff recognize her, so that she can complete the control of C03."

Before the director could respond, the doctor took out a potion from his white coat.

It was what he always carried with him.

Serial number 306-cage.