latent syndrome.

Chapter 261 260. Efforts
There was no movement until the last pursuer.

In the dense forest, except for the chirping of birds, beasts and insects, and the rustling of the breeze, there is no other sound.

Ahead is a turbulent river, the raging waves are rolling, and there is no way out.

The monk finally stopped. His strength had completely dried up. He ran for tens of miles along the way without injuring anyone.

It's just a ignorant bear.

He could have wiped out all those minions, Di Yu had never met such a stupid and stubborn person.

Even if the monk's spirit could bear it, he was still only a body of flesh and blood after all, his legs were only white bones covered with dead flesh, convulsing violently.

Finally, with a plop, he knelt down on the ground with all his strength, his eyes were completely blind, blood overflowed, and dripped on the rosary hanging around his neck.

"You're a real man."

"but……"

"The tolerance of kind people is a paradise for animals."

"you are too naive."

"Indulging them to continue to expand..."

"You are...evil."

Di Yu was not injured at all on the way. Although this body has no fighting ability, it has an extremely strong vitality. It is the same as before, as if someone is still dying for him.

Under the protection of the monks, for a long time, the vitality accumulated by Di Yu made his legs grow again. I don’t know if he took away the life and belief of others just like he took away the life of others. ...the ability of others to walk.

He was fully utilized from beginning to end.

Di Yu stood upright on the ground again. He looked at the monk indifferently, without gratitude. The reason why he didn't leave immediately was because he felt insulted.

One of a kind.

It can be called mighty.

Supreme insult.

Di Yu couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the monk's skirt, strangled his already churning viscera to pieces, and silently vomited blood from his mouth.

"You..."

"What the hell are you doing?"

Di Yuzi was about to burst into tears, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and he questioned almost furiously.

The monk felt it.

Doomed to die.

"No matter how much flesh Shakyamuni cut off, the balance is still tilted."

"because……"

"Even if it's just a dove, it's a whole life."

"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell."

The monk was completely blind, he couldn't see anything.

Suddenly.

There was a roar from the depths of the jungle, that earth-shattering neigh, that kind of call from ancient times.

"Ah ah ah..."

Di Yu let out a terrified cry, and hastily let go of the monk's hand. He was so frightened that he trembled all over, and retreated repeatedly.

Whether it was the beast in the shadows or the monk, the cold winter had blown into every pore of his body.

This fear, beyond death, transcends the universe.

He retreated to the river, and there was no way to retreat. The fierce tiger in the shadow showed its real body, and it slowly walked towards Di Kuo. The beast eyes that hid the entire ancient universe, the violent ferocity, and boundless blood. And darkness, the tyranny of world slaughter.

at this time.

The monk who fell to the ground, bleeding into a pool, his arms trembling, took the blood-stained rosary from his neck, waved it around, and made a movement.

"Remember."

"Remember..."

"cut……"

Before the last word was uttered, the fierce tiger rushed away, and its huge and powerful claws directly crushed the monk's chest. , With a sharp twist of the neck, the whole head exploded into a blood mist.

Can't die anymore.

Di Kuo was completely terrified, his body trembling, and trembling back, cowardly, coward, words like these filled his entire mind like mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.

Fell down the turbulent river of rage.

The scorching sun scorched his brain blank.

The faces in his memories are full of laughter, about resistance and freedom, but he can't distinguish the detailed words.

Only laughter.

There was a long roar in the brain.

……

……

……

White's luck was so bad that he recognized the man in front of him, who was the third in the battle list, Arnold.

In the true sense, a terrifying person standing on top of the world.

Because of side effects, I was so unlucky that the hypersphere was directly sent to this person's face, so it was a buffet.

He immediately turned on the hint of the stars, trying to escape.

A mighty force made him unable to move.

boom!
The magazine of the revolver, which was full of scratches and rough wear, was rotated, and a deadly tongue of flame burst out from the muzzle, and there was a bang.

There is no quantum tunneling effect whatsoever.

It runs through spirit, matter, everything, even...

Run through fate.

lb……

Half of White's shoulder was pierced, smashed into a bloody paste and splashed on the wall.

"it's me……"

"White, number nine in the combat catalog."

White quickly explained that he didn't know what kind of hints or supernatural abilities this person had, but he must not provoke him.

The first three are fundamentally different from all other infected people. The top person in the first section of the countermeasure bureau, Oboro, even killed the fourth person on the list with his own strength.

But when I met this person, I was immediately disabled after just meeting him. I never heard any news about him, but clones came out from time to time to maintain order.

But just clones can also completely torture all people with an index below 2.

"White..."

Arnold thought about it, it seems that there is indeed such a person, the hint ability is extremely special, and there are super-probable events, as long as there is a chance, it can happen to him.

He put down the revolver, but saw a strange scene, only to see red and green lines growing on the side of White's shattered shoulder to repair his injury.

"what is this?"

Arnold didn't see anything, and directly pulled his hand up, tore off a few lines, and wriggled like an earthworm on his rough hand.

Even White didn't know how to explain it, thinking that Arnold was going to kill himself.

The red and green lines condensed on their own, turning into an ugly monster with mouthparts, compound eyes, jointed limbs, and a chitinous shell, all ugly features appeared on its body.

It was only the size of a palm, humming in a low voice.

"Are you a catalyst, or an invention, or a useless foam in an experiment."

"Or maybe all three."

The monster murmured words of unknown meaning.

Arnold doesn't understand it very well, so let's talk about it first.

boom!
A shot went off.

The strange insects were beaten to pieces and shattered into a bloody paste that drenched the ground, making it extremely disgusting.

White was shocked.

I just feel that my body suddenly becomes lighter, a kind of refreshment reaches the sky, and the existence that I am attached to disappears. Is this the third power?

How exactly is this done?
Arnold didn't know about the failure of White's mission, and he couldn't see his eyes clearly under the shadow covered by the wide brim of his hat.

"You'd better have some insulation."

After saying this, Arnold closed the door.

Wearing thin pajamas, White was standing stupidly on a raft drifting in the ocean in a storm. Arnold rejected him. He didn't care about his life or death, nor was he interested in delving into the secrets of the red and green lines, nor did he care about White's ability.

"What the fuck."

(End of this chapter)