Zongman, can you be immortal with me for the rest of your life?

Now they are forced into a desperate situation. Facing this single strong man, they can only hope that one of those people in the park will come out.

The message for help has been sent out, and the safety of one's life and defense line can only be left to time and fate.

Light Yagami, who used to have a very strong mental state, couldn't help but bite his nails.

There was even a flash of thought in his mind, and he had the urge to continue running around the defense line in order to survive and let more police officers hold back the thing.

At that time, he thought that his own life, which could maintain the justice of an idealist, was definitely more valuable than the lives of those insects.

However, he suppressed his thoughts. If he did that, he would not have the face to see the man who rushed into Guangchuan's house and killed him helplessly. It would be even more impossible for him to regard the other party as a like-minded person.

While biting his nails and looking at the huge dent, Light Yagami casually grabbed his backpack and threw it into the car and put up a shield in front of him. He picked up the flamethrower and prepared for the final resistance.

"boom!"

As if in response to his thoughts, the next moment when he was ready, the rear door was pierced, and cold claws appeared halfway through the crack.

The special door panel of the military vehicle was twisted little by little, and then there was a loud noise. He knew that thing was coming.

The military door was torn open, and Light Yagami immediately pressed the flamethrower at the same time.

"call!"

The raging fire, which turned from blue to yellow and finally to red, spewed out with high temperature.

But it was meaningless to that thing. Behind the two blood-stained explosion-proof shields were seven or eight tentacles holding guns. Looking closely at the monster clinging to the car, the other's deformed body made people feel physically uncomfortable.

The other party actually used human equipment directly.

Seeing that thing getting closer, Light Yagami had already prepared grenades and flashbangs on his waist, waiting for the moment when the other party approached or opened fire...

"Da da da!"

Shots fired! Yagami Light was just about to pull the ring when he suddenly realized that the other party's target was not him!

But he didn't care about much and threw out the flash bomb and grenade in his hand at the same time.

"Shh!"

The two eyes on the monster's human-like face were facing in different directions like a chameleon. The two projectiles thrown by Light Yagami were caught in the air and thrown outside.

And then, the tentacles moved to one place, and the sound of continuous gunfire was heard.

At this time, the monster actually gave up on Light Yagami and jumped down from the position where he was grabbing the car door.

Seeing that the monster that was trying to assassinate him actually gave up on him, Light Yagami was stunned at first and then suddenly rushed towards the car door.

As the car drove away, he saw a figure fighting with the monster before the white light of the flash bomb appeared.

It's him! The liaison officer in that team!

Although he had just escaped a disaster, he still reacted immediately. If the other party was like this, it meant that in order to rescue the defense line, they chose to give up blocking the door in one direction and restraining the monsters arriving nearby.

"All remaining members without missions, head to the west gate!"

He pressed the earphones and looked over there from afar.

At this time, next to the burning police car, Kirito looked at the monster with a dark face that stopped attacking.

But in fact, it was not that both sides did not fight, but Kirito saw that the other party did not move, and he did not know whether the other party had made a flaw or was really controlled, so he did not rush forward. After all, if he died here and returned to Kerry's side, it would almost mean that the encirclement was lost.

Goto was actually affected by the sound waves caused by the flash bomb and recovered slowly.

The monster in front of Kirito didn't look like a Parasyte at all, it looked more like a small Gundam.

Two tentacles were holding shields in front of him, and one big hand was holding a handful of road signs that had been taken from somewhere. Behind him, seven or eight tentacles were holding guns and pointing them at him like space cannons.

If such a monster really were made into the game, it would be even more disgusting than the Shield Poke B in Dark Souls 2, and its disgustingness can only be described by Marada.

“You are different from them, I am actually interested in playing with you.

My name is Goto, what about human ones?"

Goto looked at Kirito holding the flame sword and gave up the mission immediately.

Just now, he stretched out his tentacles to deal with the guy who rushed out, and the metal part that the sniper rifle could only make cracks was actually cut off in half.

"Mitomon En."

Kirito gave his fake name without changing his expression, sheathed his sword again, and kept an eye on the guns, ready to sprint to avoid bullets.

The monster's body was changing little by little, and its inhuman features were becoming more and more obvious, just like when Tiandao reached the final realm. The tentacles behind it gave up holding guns and instead stuck to its back, turning into protruding metal spines like a Spinosaurus or Godzilla.

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Chapter 342: Kirito's first test of Yun Yuqing.

"Very good, Mitomon En, you are the only human worthy of my name being remembered."

After the defensive part on his back had finished growing, Goto moved the joints of his body.

Goto, a creation of this laboratory, has the ability to control the other four parasitic beasts in his entire body with one brain, so his head did not explode because it did not participate in the battle.

To it, the task is nothing compared to the things that interest it.

And now, the human being in front of it, who can feel threatened by every sense, is undoubtedly much more interesting than the target who can only escape.

"Then, let's get started."

Some words are said very abruptly, but the act of speaking is also a reminder to the opponent.

The thinking of parasitic animals is not something that humans can fully understand.

A torrential rain of bullets was fired in an instant. The parasite was not good at aiming and shooting, but when the number of guns reached this level, aiming seemed to become less necessary.

Like a crawling ninja or a cheetah in motion, Kirito retreated towards the amusement park the moment the gunshot rang out, using everything around him as cover.

Seeing Kirito dodge, Goto was not in a hurry. He threw away most of the guns that had few bullets left, leaving only two, and rushed out nimbly.

One chasing and the other avoiding, the two rushed directly into the park.

"boom!"

The chaotic tentacles smashed the carousel into pieces like a paper cutter cutting paper.

Kirito, who used to be able to only rely on prediction to cut bullets in the game, can now nimbly dodge those tentacles that seem like disordered creatures.

Kirito was not afraid of the thing in front of him, he was just concerned about the defense line.

The monster seemed to have noticed this, but it did not hinder Kirito's retreat, nor did it turn around to look for other opponents.

It seemed that for it, a monster that did not require any distraction, an enemy that was fully focused on dealing with it, was far more important than whether it could escape from here or what happened to its peers afterwards.

Perhaps this thing also understands the glory of defeating the enemy in human values, or perhaps this desire for fighting is an instinct engraved in human genes.

Once inside the park, Kirito no longer had any reservations and jumped out of the carousel that had turned into ruins.

He started fighting directly with Goto.

The cold blade light was like a curtain that could never be wiped away by water, and the tentacles that shot out like javelins were cut off in mid-air.

"Ow!"

But Goto was completely different from those parasitic beasts that liked to swing their tentacles in place. Seeing that this method was ineffective, his skin further transformed into a deep pale color.

The human skull also gradually mutated to look like a hyena or a lizard man, with sharp canine teeth protruding from every root.

Most of the twisted tentacles were retracted, twisting around him and then condensing into another pair of thick and strong hands.

Even his height kept increasing, and he became a big guy.

He hadn't even been injured, but the thing in front of him actually entered the second stage on its own, ready to fight with all its might.

With a height of over two meters, he looked like a tall demon god in the night garden, waving his limbs and dancing under the street lights, creating phantom shadows.

He simply tore off the pants that no longer fit him at all, and swung them towards Kirito. The leather pants actually made a sound of breaking wind due to the strong force.

Faced with the sudden appearance of pants, Kirito did not react at all, and did not even raise his sword, but just concentrated on listening to the sound of the wind.

Here it comes! As the pants slapped Kirito's face, Kirito drew his sword sideways and immediately completed the change of moves.

The knife cut from bottom to top in front of Kirito, and then as Kirito bent one knee, the blade twisted backward in the air and chopped vertically again.

"Pfft!"

The metalized skin could not resist the slashing of the divine weapon, and one of Goto's giant arms was cut off, but Kirito was also hit at the same time. The monster's fourth arm suddenly hit Kirito's abdomen, and Kirito was blown away like a cannonball.

He felt his internal organs stirring, as if he was hit by a battering ram pushed by 30 strong men. A fishy taste rose from his throat, but Kirito's movements did not hesitate at all. He touched his waist and took out something like a lighter.

Looking up, I saw that Fuji was following Kirito who was flying backwards like a hunting velociraptor.

He swung the special fiber rope in his hand, and the almost invisible silk thread swung towards Goto. Goto did not dodge or avoid it. This prop in the hands of Dorian Poseidon, which could even cut off the arm of the God of War Yudi Dubu, only left a white mark on his skin.

But this was enough. Kirito pressed the switch of the tool in his hand to cut the rope, then pulled it back with force, and rushed forward with his body holding the sword, using Goto as the force point.

The two men did not dodge at all, and the knife lights, tentacles and fists kept stirring up pieces of flesh and blood mist in the air.

Facing Kirito's stab at the front, Goto twisted his body to avoid it, then stretched out his hands left and right to prepare to grab the nimble little man, and at the same time opened his mouth wide to bite Kirito. Kirito cut off one of the man's hands with a sword, then took out a grenade from his waist and stuffed it directly into the man's mouth, then pulled out his hand and punched it on the chin.

A huge Arrancar exploded inside his body, and Kirito could clearly see the red light bursting out from his flesh.

However, it did not stop. The thing whose head was blown like a slime put its hand on the top of its head the next moment, and the piece of flesh on its hand fell on its head and grew a new head like a golden experience. The smug grin on the head proved that this injury was nothing.

Kirito swung his knife back and cut the monster's hand, and then both sides retreated, gasping for breath.

"Gah! Human, you look happy too."

Thick black smoke spewed out of his mouth, and Goto's face split open with six eyes staring at Kirito at the same time.

After hearing the monster's words, Kirito paused. Happy? How could he possibly be fighting a monster he hated so much...

Only then did Kirito realize his accelerating heartbeat and the slightly raised corners of his mouth.

Of course Kirito would hate, and no matter how he felt now, he would give these damn things a cruel death. He had not forgotten the scene of this monster slaughtering police officers before.

However, the other party showed him enough respect before the battle, and the feeling of how to win kept flashing through his mind was real.

This contradictory mentality did not make Kirito feel awkward, but instead made him truly feel the existence of life, which is hatred and happiness.

How the hell could it be unpleasant to chop up the limbs of these deceiving dogs?

How could he not be happy when he thought about killing something that wanted to kill him so much?

And when you know that the other person actually has the same idea as you, this feeling is simply the happiest moment in life.

Now that they were far away from the entrance of the amusement park, he could have committed suicide to refresh his status, but Kirito didn't. He decided to enjoy this feeling.

In this summer, a white mist as hot as hot water actually spewed out of Kirito's mouth.

At this time, the battlefield between the two also moved to the vicinity of the water park.

Not far away, you can hear explosions from time to time and occasionally see flames.

That was the audio and video of Kerry and Xiangzi fighting against nearly a hundred parasitic beasts.

With this as the background, after just a few breaths, Kirito felt that his internal organs were burning, but he didn't care at all. The man and the beast fought each other again.

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Chapter 343: My purity is not enough.

"Drink-ah!"

The monster opened its ferocious mouth, venting its pleasure at the moment.

Four arms, cut off and then reassembled by cell growth.

This is not immortality, but simply growing more flesh to replace the original limbs. If it is not fatal, even Yan Nagi cannot leave an unhealable wound.

The four giant arms kept punching, and indescribable joy and excitement appeared in its mind.

It finally found other happiness for parasites besides eating the same kind of parasites.

It cannot truly regard those so-called fellow creatures who are forcibly controlled by it through brain waves and pheromones as equals to itself.

And the slaughter of those weak humans was not enough for him to experience the slightest pleasure.

Only with this feeling, deeply understanding that he would surely die as long as the sword in the opponent's hand pierced his chest, and clearly discovering that even this body, which was several times stronger than that of a human, began to feel tired and exhausted, and the cold death seemed to be following him like a shadow, could he enjoy this ultimate excitement.

Throw away your guns and shields completely and use all your tentacles to join the battle.

He exerted force with both feet to crush the bricks and stones of the amusement park, and collided again with strong wind and potential energy.

The continuous punches, kicks and tentacles fell like drumbeats.