The Ninth Secret Bureau

v4 Chapter 91: Do not give in

Mr. Skull can cause very limited damage to the Meishan God, and it is not much stronger than being bitten by a mosquito. What's more, Mr. Skull has returned to the weakest state at this moment, compared with the Meishan God who looks like a giant... .. He did not seem to have the slightest deterrent, so Meishan God did not take him seriously.

God Meishan slowly stretched out his hand to grab him, and directly pinched Mr. Skull's head in the palm of his hand, as if pinching a small scarlet skull doll with a mocking smile on his face.

"Weak beings... also dare to provoke the majesty of the gods..." Meishan God seems to have forgotten his identity as an ancient life, and directly called himself a **** in front of everyone, completely treating everyone as ants. Or a low-level life that is inferior to ants.

If it were in the original world, after Chen Xian heard what Meishan God said, he would choose to smoke a few big mouths at the first time, and then join Mr. Skeleton and the others to give Meishan God a brutal and inhuman education and let it understand. What is the descendant of God.

Although Meishan God is super powerful, even this Meishan is almost becoming its "God Realm", but compared with the true gods in the legend, Meishan God is too far behind... but it is just a power horror. The abnormal life of man is nothing more.

In all fairness, Mr. Skull is better than it.

In those ancient years, he had killed Meishan God hundreds of times, and whenever Meishan God wanted to find a chance to recover and rebirth, he would be brutally intercepted by Mr. Skeleton... If it weren’t for Mr. Skull’s later fall into He had fallen asleep, and he had never awakened before... Meishan God would definitely not be his opponent.

But the facts are good luck.

The time when Meishan God was awakened was long before Mr. Skull, so many years of energy storage has directly restored a good part of Meishan God’s strength. It is not difficult to suppress Mr. Skull in the current state, especially with this weird one. The blood pool was used as a help...In fact, Meishan God didn't know the origin of this blood pool, but after waking up, it happened to get some information about this blood pool.

The existence of the blood pool is far longer than their ancient lives. It was built in an era of savage freedom and admiration of gods. According to the stone steles left by the builders... this blood pool is for some kind of The pool of rebirth prepared by the ancient gods, when that **** died unexpectedly for some reason, he would look for a life in the world as a carrier, and then...

Rebirth.

The ancient **** is bathed in the pool of rebirth, and it will continue to receive the energy lost after death. When the energy in the body is filled to a certain degree, the **** will embark on the road of return...When the **** Meishan realized This is the world millions of years later, when it perceives the existence of human beings in Meishan, and this world seems to be occupied by this kind of low-level beings called humans... realizes this, it is disappointed.

Of course, it is also very excited, because there are finally no **** likes here.

In this fragile world, am I not God?

Isn't this pool of rebirth just for me?

With this kind of mentality, Meishan God deservedly settled in this pool. Although it encountered some accidents in the beginning, it almost died in this pool... But in the end it still found what it belonged to. My own method, so that the pool accepts its pseudo-god.

"I am about to become a god... only one step away..."

Meishan God held Mr. Skull in his hand, his crazy smile looked a little distorted, its withered and shriveled face was like burnt charcoal, and whenever the facial expression changed a little, the surface of its face would constantly "gray off". ", the black cinder-like substance kept scattered into the pool, and it smelled strange...like burning wood.

"No one can stop me...Neither can you...Although I can't remember the original thing...but I hate your face... ..."

"Put him down."

Suddenly, a voice full of killing intent entered the ears of God Meishan. This icy killing intent was far more violent than Mr. Skull exuded before, like... there is a same thing. The object of life in ancient times was staring at him from behind, the unabashed hostility unexpectedly stunned Meishan God.

At that moment, Meishan God clearly felt an inexplicable fear.

As a higher life body, its biological instinct is much stronger than that of ordinary life, and its ability to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages is deeply embedded in its soul... The reason why it has survived from those ancient years to the present. , But also because of this extremely sensitive instinct to avoid danger.

At this moment, its biological instinct was warning it, and it seemed to be constantly urging it, instantly causing the energy in Meishan God's body to surging and surging, which was completely a manifestation of an imminent enemy.

escape!

When this word flashed in Meishan Shen's mind, it only felt a little weird, because it knew who made the sound very well.

Chen Xian.

"It's just a human being...how could it give me such a strong sense of danger..." Meishan Shen was very surprised, forcibly suppressing the idea of ​​wanting to escape, stalking his neck slowly Turned his head.

As it was in the previous impression.

Chen Xian still looks fragile, his face is pale and he looks like a severely ischemic patient, his breath is so weak that he can't even compare to the old man who is a dependent family member, and his arms are covered with "a bundle" soaked in blood. Bandage...

he is hurt.

This Meishan God can be seen at a glance, and it can clearly feel that Chen Xian's breath is becoming weaker and weaker. The injury on his arm seems to have caused him an extremely serious impact. It is no exaggeration to say... ..... If this continues, Chen Xian will die.

At this moment, he is just a mortal womb. Having lived in the world for so many years, he is also the first time he has tasted what it is like to be an ordinary person.

Fragile.

Powerless.

Compared with my previous self, this state at this moment...is no different from an unthreatening insect.

It hurts if you are injured, and you die if you are seriously injured, just like now.

"Chen Xian..."

"Let's fight with it, boss!!"

"The gods and the fairies that can't be controlled... why are you so stupid... can you just run away... even if the well is sealed, we might think of a way? can also......."

"You go back."

Chen Xian said without looking back, the voice between the words was very soft, but that kind of resolute attitude made people afraid to refute.

"Then what about you?" Xu Yanan suddenly grabbed Chen Xian's arm. She knew that Chen Xian was too weak now, at least compared with Meishan God... Maybe it's really no different from Ants. Besides, he was injured!

After being attacked by the tentacles of the Meishan **** in the lane before, Chen Xian’s combat effectiveness has almost dropped by more than half at a cliff-like speed. Aside from the special weapon of the black light parasite, if you only talk about the physical state... .. He can't even compare Lu Yisheng with them, even worse than Muhe.

Meishan God’s seemingly random attack directly caused Chen Xian’s right arm to be missing a piece of flesh the size of a child’s fist. The entire wound also showed a horrible depression. There was no flesh and blood as a cover, and he could be seen at a glance. Ulna and radius...The kind of injury makes the scalp numb to anyone, and it is a miracle that Chen Xian has not fainted so much in pain.

But miracles always disappear. For example, at this moment, Chen Xianneng braced all the way back, and used his limited mental power to carefully control the parasite, turning into a steel needle to raid the **** of Meishan from a long distance... .... All of this has reached the limit that Chen Xian can support.

Chen Xian knows very well how bad his state is. Now let alone going up to fight with Meishan God, even being able to stand up straight and say a word has become an extremely difficult task. Both eyes can only barely be half. Open, the calf is trembling from beginning to end...

"Let him go."

Chen Xian said again, now that he is almost out of oil and the lamp is dead, he still stands motionless, like a sculpture that can stand still regardless of wind and rain, and the strong killing intent in his eyes is almost condensed. In view of the substantive weapon, Meishan God instinctively wanted to avoid its sharpness when he met with each other, because Chen Xian's eyes reminded Meishan God of those terrifying beings who could treat it as prey in ancient times...

They are as cold and bitter as they are, as if it can kill the soul of the person being watched at a glance.

"You are not a human being... it is impossible for a human being to have the look in your eyes..."

It is rare for Mei Shanshen to face Chen Xian once, and the tone of the question is very puzzled, even with a feeling of jealousy.

"What the **** are you..."

Chen Xian looked at it blankly, his chest undulating violently, and the black light parasite slowly pouring out from his body surface. At this last moment, it recovered to its previous armor shape, continuously covering his body surface. And... it's just that the speed is more than twice as slow as before.

"I'm sorry... if I refuse you from the beginning... if I don't bring you to Yunnan Province... you won't encounter this..."

Chen Xian said as if talking to himself, his voice was dull, but everyone could hear that kind of heartfelt regret.

Before Mu He and the others could say anything, Chen Xian had already put the pre-prepared mask of the suffering man on his face. The countless long needles and thorns on the inside of the mask penetrated his face instantly, and the scarlet blood flowed along him. The neck was flowing down, and the faint breath also appeared a kind of rejuvenation...

Chen Xian snatched the weaponry suitcase from Lu Yisheng without saying a word. When he picked up the familiar saw-knife, he seemed to regain his former look intermittently, and the fading breath again. Reunited, he standing there was like a fierce beast in the legend, and there was a frightening and violent aura from all over his body.

"You don't let him go...then you go and die..."