Why don't you have a normal person on board?

"So, how long do I need to survive?" Tong Qiu looked at the wave of corpses gradually gathering towards the red lantern, and asked Ji Qing next to him.

Ji Qing still shrugged, "Probably... wait until some kind of sudden change occurs?"

This ambiguous answer did not make Tongqiu irritable, but he asked, "Then, can this kind of mutation be artificially promoted?"

"You mean, you want to personally guide the occurrence of that situation?" Ji Qing's eyes became playful, "Even if there is a way, it's not so simple."

Tong Qiu glanced at the red paper lanterns whose light was gradually dimming, and then nodded solemnly.

"Is it possible?"

Without any hesitation, Ji Qing nodded decisively.

"It's doable, but you'll have to go to great lengths to get rid of these necromorphs around you."

"small issue!"

It's not just a matter of the number of corpses, but it's also because of the gaze poured down by the twelve golden eyes of the avatar of the Outer God that the red paper lantern in the hand of the Banshee is gradually slowing down its own effect.

No matter how you say it, the Banshee is at most an extraordinary product of the same level as the heir of the evil god. It is impossible to directly confront the incarnation of the Outer God.

So under this environment, its power gradually weakened is predictable, so Tongqiu didn't have any hesitation, and directly pulled the slender Qinglong Yanyue knife from his spine from the back of his neck out.

The fiery blood sprinkled on the ground excited the necromorphs around them. They yearned for the flesh and blood of living people, as if eating these things could restore their bodies to normal.

Under Ji Qing's watchful eyes, Tong Qiu jumped in the air, stepped directly on a high platform, and laughed mockingly at the piles of corpses under his feet.

The tide of corpses built their bodies on a human ladder and attacked towards the high platform where Tongqiu was, and the latter decisively activated his extraordinary power.

The manifestation of Tongqiu's extraordinary power now is very different from before.

The previous changes were mainly reflected in Tongqiu's body changes, such as the alienation of limbs, and the appearance of gill-like breathing holes on the neck.

But ever since the small eyes weaved Tongqiu's body with himself, the expression of Tongqiu's extraordinary power has become restrained.

From the outside, Tongqiu's body didn't change in any way, but if you look closely, you can see that under Tongqiu's skin, there are still irregular veins that only appear after the limbs are alienated.

Even on the surface of his skin, some slender crevices could be faintly seen, almost all over his body.

Those, are mouths.

It was the mouthparts that were all over the tentacles of the small eyes before, and all of them were transplanted on Tongqiu's body at this time.

Whenever a necromorph grabs Tongqiu's body part, the corresponding part will tear open a ferocious mouthpart, and then bite the necromorph's arm into pieces and swallow it!

Tong Qiu, whose body is woven by small eyes, can no longer be classified as a human being.

This is why Tongqiu said that the bone knives are hard to hurt him now, because the self-defense mechanism of those mouths can resist even the bone knives.

The sharp blade of the Qinglong Yanyue Dao flitted recklessly through the tide of corpses, and all the body parts cut by the blade would fall to the ground in response, spilling the foul-smelling corpse water all over the ground.

Tongqiu stepped on the flat ground where the corpses were piled up, and the surrounding necromorphs rushed towards Tongqiu one after another, trying to tear off a piece of flesh and blood from Tongqiu's body with their own strength.

"Stop!"

With a yell, all the necromorphs in the fan-shaped area were locked in their actions, and the eyes of the void locked them tightly, making them unable to move at all.

Tong Qiu turned his head, and his golden eyes, shining with golden light, locked on those necromorphs whose movements were restrained.

"Blow yourself up."

boom -

Dense explosions sounded one after another, smashed body tissue, unpleasant smell of corpse fluid and fat, broken bone fragments, these things spread towards the surroundings during the explosion, almost spreading this smell to every place in the sheltered port .

Ji Qing watched Tongqiu's every move. In this situation, anyone would have been desperate.

The number of enemies is far beyond what I imagined, the eyes of the outer gods looking down from the sky, the oppressive atmosphere and the tormenting scene, and even the entire safe haven is shrouded in sight that will exert a mental influence. In this case, replace it with No one can hold on for 5 minutes.

But Tongqiu did it.

He even enjoys this feeling now.

In the pursuit of the corpse tide, Tongqiu's wild laughter and his shrill voice imitating a female voice could even be heard.

"Why are you chasing me~"

You can even hear him asking and answering himself.

"Because you have emergency syrup."

Ji Qing didn't quite understand why he was always able to maintain his sanity in such a desperate environment, and he didn't know why this person was always able to alleviate the desperate emotions around him by entertaining himself.

But the facts are in front of him, Tongqiu can be said to be the one who is least afraid of mental influence among all survivors.

The necromorph at the side let out a roar at Ji Qing, and the dirty corpse water stained his face.

Turning his head slowly, Ji Qing first wiped off the corpse water on his face with his hands, and then looked at the necromorph that yelled at him just now.

He only said one word.

"roll."

The reprimanded corpse subconsciously shrank back a few steps, until it was trampled by the corpses chasing Tongqiu and turned into a puddle of meatloaf.

The surrounding corpses are avoiding Ji Qing. In the black tide, Ji Qing is the only one who is surrounded by emptiness, not because of the banshee's red paper lanterns protecting him, but because... those corpse mutants Avoiding him intentionally or unintentionally.

Or rather, not a necromorph.

Those were the black figures who walked in mid-air and controlled the necromorphs.

Ji Qing raised his head and looked at the twelve golden eyes hanging high in the sky.

"So here comes the problem.

"When will you open the door?"

-

Zhu Wenliang saw the incredible scene in front of him.

The scion of the evil god knelt down to a human crew member.

expressed his surrender.

But why?
Even though there were 1 puzzles deep in his heart, soon, a person who didn't know how to live or die approached.

He was mad, and everyone knew it from his demeanor.

Under the torment of sleepiness, he dared not fall asleep, and could only use the most extreme methods to keep himself awake.

So, he went crazy.

In this situation, he was pushed out by his colleagues as an experiment.

With shaky steps, the man muttered crazy words, and approached the heir of the evil god and Xiaobai.

Virgo just wanted to speak out, but the sound in the next second interrupted her words.

The crazy man fell to the ground, and a twisted product that despised humanity was born from his body. The product exploded from the man's body, and after struggling on the sand for a few times, he didn't move anymore.

At this moment, people realized one thing.

It's not that this heir of the evil god has a good impression of human beings, nor is he here to save them.

He simply expressed his allegiance to Xiaobai.

Everyone else, in the eyes of this heir of the evil god, is dirty!

Only Xiaobai is special!