This Curse Is Awesome

Chapter 325

"Boom——"

Along with the last loud noise of Heaven-shaking, Earth-shattering cry.

The hairless gorilla was overturned to the ground for the sixth time.

The difference this time is that when the orangutan fell to the ground, the crocodile was also pulled down.

"roar!"

"wu wu!"

If you are in love with rivals, you will either die or be injured.

The two 9th-level monsters immediately fought each other in a more brutal and bloody manner.

The paws, teeth, heads, blood...

The whole ocean seems to be involved in the shock.

"dong!"

"dong dong dong......"

Time, one minute and one second pass by.

I don't know how long it took, the orangutan's struggle strength became weaker and weaker, and finally, it was motionless.

"wu wu ——"

And the crocodile, too exhausted, lay on the orangutan, gasping for breath.

It wasn't until the severely injured and dying function recovered, it was tired to lift its paws, and wanted to stroke the "lover"'s beautiful body.

"Woo?"

Touching it, the crocodile was taken aback and turned his head sharply: "wu wu?"

"Wu?"

"wu wu wu!"

……

"Woo fuck. I slipped early."

Deep seabed.

Chen Yu heard the echo from above, "guyong" on the spot for a while, burying his body completely in the sand.

Only two eyes, a pair of ears, and a back of the head are exposed...

The 9th level of dying is still 9th.

It is not what Chen Yu can deal with at present.

Now that the "rival in love" has disappeared, once he is entangled by a crocodile, he feels that he will definitely be killed.

"Hiss."

Thinking that the other party is a female crocodile, Chen Yu shuddered unconsciously: "Horrible, terrifying..."

"wu wu wu ~"

Soon, the howling of crocodile sounded in the ocean again.

The cry was mixed with sadness, loss, grievance, sadness, and a trace of shame and anger.

Chen Yu naturally recalled a series of behaviors just now, embarrassingly waiting to be buried in the pit.

"Oh."

"I'm already buried in the pit."

"..."

"Nice. "

"No one in the world will see me."

"Let me die in the seabed..."

The sea, the shore.

Many Martial Artists, headed by the Principal of Beijing University, looked at each other in blank dismay, looking at the crocodiles swimming in the distance.

"It... um." The female assistant hesitated and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with it?"

"It's wailing." Jingda Principal squinted: "I can hear you." Come out."

"Why wailing?"

"It seems to be sad for the death of a companion." A Martial Artist raised his hand.

"The question is...didn't the companion kill it?"

"It should be looking for something." Jingda Principal stretched out his hand: "The sea fog is gone. Bring the Telescope"

"Yes."

Not long after, a high-level Martial Artist walked up with the Telescope, stood in front of the Principal, and took the Telescope to observe carefully.

Principal of Beijing University: "..."

"pa!"

"I asked you to give me Telescope!"

With a slap on the opponent, the Principal of Beijing University took a step forward and observed it personally.

"Um..."

"Yes."

"It is indeed looking for something."

Look up, He clenched the lens barrel tightly, and he was lost in thought.

The martial artists around did not dare to speak.

The scene is slowly quiet.

Only the noise of the waves caused by the crocodile swimming.

"Sir?"

The female assistant probe, tentatively asked: "Should... how many drones shall we fly over?"

" No!"

The Principal of Beijing University immediately refused: "High-ranking monsters are self-thinking, and they are not low in intelligence. At this time, its mood is very unstable. If we interfere with it, it is very likely Let it anger us."

"Understood." Nodded, the female assistant took a half step back: "Then we will wait now."

"Yes. You can make low-level and Intermediate Martial Artists have returned. They are not very useful in the face of level 9. Only the Martial Artists above Level 7 are left here."

"Yes."

"Also Yes." The Principal of Beijing University turned his head and solemnly exhorted: "Be careful to be quiet."

"Yes."

During the war, military orders fell like a mountain.

After a while, the martial artists who got the order will leave in an orderly manner.

Slowly withdraw from the frontline battlefield.

"...unbelievable."

Among the crowd, Zhang Yanyan, who is covered in dirt, has a stiff expression: "We, we actually got off the city wall alive."

In Around her, the expressions of other Martial Artists were mostly sluggish.

"Actually, we also survived once on the battlefield in the capital." Xu Ruo opened the mouth and said, holding on to Zhang Tie with his broken leg.

"It's not the same." Zhang Yanyan shook her head: "Beijing, I escaped for my life. Here, it's..."

She paused suddenly, after thinking for a moment, looked towards Zhang Tie : "Brother Tie, are we... "victorious"?"

She was a little tranced.

Because the word "Victory" has not been used to describe the beast tide since ancient times...

"Victory..."

Zhang Tie's thoughts also fell into chaos.

'We won? '

'Won the beast wave? '

'Really? '

Stopping, Zhang Tie turned his head and looked at the gorgeous ocean under the noon sun, without speaking for a long time.

"Victory..."

Wiping the non-existent smudges on his cheeks, Zhang Tie looked towards Zhang Yanyan: "At least for the time being a victory. A severely wounded 9th-level monster , The upper level is capable of suppressing."

"...I feel like I'm dreaming."

"This is just an accident." Zhang Tie shook his head: "It's just a strange animal fighting inwardly. Human beings are still unable to resist the animal tide. Next time, they won’t be so lucky."

"No." Zhang Yanyan returned to her thoughts and said solemnly: "For all mankind, we only need to win once! The whole thing! Society will be reformed!"

hearing this, Zhang Tie immediately reacted, arousing goosebumps all over his body: "Formal consciousness!"

"Yes! It's formal consciousness!"

"The era when all mankind gathers together is coming..."

...

"tú tú 突——"

"Here!"

With the ear-splitting roar of the propellers, a large transport plane slowly landed and stopped in the air less than two meters away from the ruins of the city wall.

"Level 9 is here." The Principal of Beijing University was stunned and waved: "Hurry up and meet."

"Yes."

Female assistant nodded , Hurriedly led a group of Level 8 high-levels, faced the "heavy" wind pressure of the propellers, walked closer, looked up and waited.

"Squeak--"

After a while.

The transport aircraft door is opened.

A woman in a white imperial robe appeared in front of everyone.

——Mikami Yuya!

"Magic City..."

One step forward, stepping on the steps of the transport plane, Mikami Youya did not get off the plane immediately, but turned her head and looked towards the distant place ocean.

I saw a big alien beast in the shape of a crocodile, swimming up and down the surface of the sea, making an ethereal wailing from time to time.

"It's true."

"The tide of beasts is really over..."

The pure white eyes are lost.

At this moment, Mikami Yua seemed to see two pictures.

One is a cruising crocodile.

One picture is a broken magic capital.

The two echoed each other, constantly tearing her spirit...

"Hmm."

After a while, Mikami Yua a groan, suffering Covered his forehead.

"My lord!"

The Martial Artist standing behind the cabin was startled, and immediately reached out and helped: "My lord, are you okay?"

"...It's okay. "

Close your eyes, Mikami Yua tried to calm the pain: "I want to go down."

"Be careful..."

Mikami Yua Ya didn't reply, closed her eyes and jumped, and fell in front of the female assistant lightly.

"Salute!" the female assistant shouted.

"shua..."

The actions of martial artists behind him are neat and uniform.

"Thank you."

Opening your eyes, Mikami Yua nodded in reply. Just about to take a step, she shook a few times due to dizziness and couldn't help but retching.

"Master Sanshang, are you...sickness?" the female assistant asked tentatively.

Mikami Yua: "..."

"Don't talk nonsense." The old woman on the side frowned: "How could Martial Artist get airsick. Maybe it's just pregnancy."

Mikami Yua: "..."

"Pregnancy is okay." Another tall and strong Martial Artist said sternly: "This is too ridiculous. Say it. Maybe it’s just post-cancer radiotherapy and chemotherapy."

Mikami: "..."

"Ah." The old woman suddenly said, "My lord, you have to pay attention to your body and don't die. Hello. We humans, but you are left as a "level 9" Martial Artist."

On the word "level 9", the old woman deliberately increased her tone.

"Thank you for your concern." Mikami Yua bit her lip lightly.

She knows.

The high-level martial artists of these magic capitals are trying to "alternate" her.

Because her "foresight" did go wrong.

China, and even the Martial Dao world of the whole world, are impossible to resent.

Be aware of the capital battle at the time... she was determined that the capital would be extinct, so she would not support it...

"Foreseeing" this thing, unless it can be 100% correct forever.

Otherwise, as long as there is one mistake, this kind of "foresight" is uncertain.

Because of an "uncertain" prediction, it indirectly "killed" a 9th-level Martial Artist. The guilt cannot be erased anyway.

Billions of human beings in the world, and the development of Martial Dao in several decades, there are only two 9-levels after all...

"..."

The idea At this point, Mikami Yua bent over and bowed slightly: "I'm really sorry."

"San...Mikami, what are you talking about." The female assistant sneered, and secretly turned her head and stared at everyone. , Diligently leading the way: "Our Principal is waiting for you over there. Please."

"Okay."

Two people one after the other.

Under the with attendants crowding round of many Martial Artists, I came to the Principal of Beijing University.

"Hello."

The Principal of Beijing University hurried forward and enthusiastically held Mikami Yua's hand: "Fatigue, hard work."

"You are too polite. Let's get to the point."

"Okay." Beijing University Principal nodded, no longer being too eloquent, turned and pointed directly at the sea: "A total of two 9 levels. The strange beasts, one of them is dying and has just escaped through a void crack. Currently it is left, seriously injured."

"Always swimming?" Mikami Yua asked.

"Yes. Swim for half an hour."

"Why do they have infighting?"

"I don't know." Jingda Principal squinted. Eyes: "The think tank is still analyzing it. But it hasn’t got any accurate results so far. Still need to collect more information."

"I feel..." Mikami Yua results Principal handed over Telescope of the People’s Republic of China, watching carefully for a long while: "It seems to be looking for something."

"en. I think so too."

"Maybe, the battle between them is exactly Fighting for that thing."

"Well, I think so too."

"If we can also find that thing, maybe we can indirectly control level 9 monsters! "

"Well, I think so too."

Mikami Yua: "...is there a video of their infighting before? Let me see. Maybe I can find it. What."

"Yes." Jingda Principal hooked his hand and signaled his subordinates to pass the high frame rate camera over and show it to Yuya Mikami: "At least ten angles were taken at the same time, and The angle of the high-altitude drones. But they hit too hard, the nearby sea fog is very dense, and there is not much effective content."

Taking the camera, Mikami Yua didn’t reply, but just fast-forwarded seriously. The video, start from the beginning.

Never miss a minute.

Including the Principal of Beijing University, the other Martial Artists calmed down and waited silently.

Two hours later.

Level 9 crocodile, still wandering on the sea.

Mikami Yua has seen the end.

With a beep of "Pa", close the screen.

"How is it?" Principal asked: "Is there any discovery."

"I got a little bit." Mikami Yua looked towards the crocodile in the distance, his eyes faintly: "On the way There have been many times when one party has been knocked down, but the other party has not pursued the victory."

"I have also noticed. There is a contradiction here." Principal said: "Since there is no dead hand, why are you still fighting? It's so miserable."

"It may be these two strange beasts, they are more martial arts." The old woman on the side raised her hand to speak.

"Exotic animals do not speak martial arts." Mikami Yua shook his head: "Here, there must be a secret."

"wu wu wu ——"

There was another long scream, and the crocodile was lying on the sea, turning in pain.

"This call..." The female assistant blinked: "It's too pitiful."

"What happened in this." The Principal of Beijing University has several points of I'm irritable.

Standing on the spot, Mikami Yuya pondered for a moment, then closed his eyes.

"Huh."

Energetic, slowly rising.

She saw the picture of the future again...

It is still a ruined magic capital.

"No way."

Opening his eyes, Mikami Yua bit her lips tightly.

"Did you foresee it just now?" Principal asked.

"Predicting failure." Yuya Mikami turned his head and looked at the Principal of Beijing University: "History has changed. But my prediction will always stop in the timeline of the past."

"In other words, you can't predict it anymore?"

"...Hmm. No matter how predictable it is, it doesn't make sense."

The Beijing University Principal opened his mouth, I wanted to say something, and when it came to my lips, it changed again: "Then what do we do now? Are we going to solve the 9th level alien? It is seriously injured. For you, it is easy to deal with."

"Yes, but we are not in a hurry. Let's take a look at the 9th level, what exactly you want to do."

"Okay."

The conversation is over. .

Everyone stopped on the shore and began a long wait.

One hour.

Five hours.

Ten hours...

The clouds cleared and the moon appeared.

The sky is getting dark.

One hour.

Five hours.

Ten hours...

The moonlight is dim and the morning sun is reborn.

The sky is getting brighter again.

Except for the crocodile constantly cruising in the middle of the sea, neither the people on the shore nor the Chen Yu hiding in the seabed did anything.

Martial artists are observing.

And Chen Yu, is to prevent being observed.

He always felt that the howling of a crocodile seemed to have a certain "sonar" function.

Once you move around, you might get caught...

"Fuck, don't leave yet."

Look up slowly and look into the distance A dark shadow standing still on the sea, Chen Yu's heart is foul-mouthed.

"Fuck! Motionless is the bastard!"

"I can live in the water anyway."

"Look at which of us can survive..."

Returning his head, he scolded Martial Artist of the Demon Capital in his heart.

"A half-dead fish, don't do it yet, wait for its cub?"

"Xiao Yao is still waiting for me to come back to life..."