The wind was howling, there were no stars in the night sky, and the pale moonlight shone on the priest.

Looking down, half-sitting the city was in chaos, and people who were in a madness were destroying everything around them. Their crazy appearance made all normal people feel deeply afraid.

The building under the priest's feet was in full swing, and most of them were working. Some of them had noticed the movements of Xia Ren when he fell, gathered by the window, looking at the building next to which a hole was smashed.

Under the building, a group of ignorant onlookers had gathered. They took photos and wanted to post the scene of their shocking sight on the Internet, but they were destined to fail.

The entire city's network has been completely blocked. If you look further, Dallas citizens will be able to discover another uneasy fact - all roads entering the city have been set up with prohibited passes, and all planes passing by are urgently notified to transfer routes. Almost all the connections between the city and the outside world have been cut off.

The injury on the priest's shoulder has healed, but his eyes are still being repaired, and the speed is a bit slow.

There was another movement behind him.

The priest turned his head and looked at it first.

Xia Ren crawled up from the edge of the rooftop with no inches of hair on his body, and the blood on his skin had not dried out yet, and the tentacle had grown a little again, like a cut-off earthworm, and the muscle tissue at the fracture was extremely pink and fragile.

The other tentacle was still at the priest's feet, curled up and twisted, still energetic, like the gecko's tail that had just been broken.

“What are the benefits of doing these things for you?”

Xia Ren asked, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The priest opened his eyes that had finally healed, looked at Xia Ren with blue pupils, and asked back, "What's the benefit for you to stop me at any cost?"

"Stop you?"

Xia Ren was stunned for a moment, then understood the priest's meaning and laughed out loud. I don't know if it was because he was angry or really funny.

"Do you think I'm going to stop you? What a joke!"

He stepped forward and stepped heavily on the ground: "I don't care about the life and death of this city at all! I just want to pry out the answer I want from your mouth. Since you don't want to tell me, I will hit you until you are willing!"

"But now, even if you regret it, it's useless."

"I've started to hate you,

So, either you kill me,

If you can't do it,

I'll kill you!"

"You can't escape or do anything else until the battle between us is over!"

The priest was a little surprised at first, and then laughed in a low voice:

"You are a devil too."

"But, you are far from enough to kill me!"

"How can I know if I don't try it?"

Xia Ren moved his torso.

Although it is affected by fungi, it has sufficient magic power supply, and the rootless water has healed most of the injuries.

Since contacting pollution, Xia Ren initially participated in various troublesome events in order to complete the system's tasks and to save his life.

Even though the system gradually weakens after the initial guidance and rarely interferes with its actions, atypical phobia is followed.

All along, the emotions generated by reason have bound Xia Ren, making him restrain his hands and feet, and always suppressing his inner impulses.

Before this, he was fighting for others.

This was his first time fighting for himself, not because of ordinary people who had nothing to do with him.

It was also the first time that reason no longer became his drag, allowing him to act recklessly according to his own ideas.

The instinct of death and killing became his greatest desire in his heart, and anyone who blocks him will definitely bear his anger!

The priest and Xia Ren rushed towards each other like two crazy beasts, colliding with each other, and biting fiercely.

Blood splattered, and broken physical tissue flew everywhere.

Every attack blocks life and no party has a way out.

Xia Ren whipped the priest's face with his tentacles, and the spiral hook teeth cut his skin, and instantly he was bleeding. The slimy mold on the priest's body spread along the tentacles, wrapping Xia Ren's whole body.

The priest's teeth were bleeding. While Xia Ren was controlled by slime, his palm stood up into a knife and slashed along his neck.

"Go to die!"

Not only did Xia Ren not retreat, but instead held the crowbar tightly with both hands, jumped to the priest, pierced hard into his chest, and slashed downwards!

"You go and die!"

Both of them seem to have all flaws and no moves at all, but as long as you start attacking, you will inevitably be attacked by the other party's crazy counterattack.

This is the most primitive and terrifying battle.

"puff!"

Xia Ren's voice came to an abrupt end.

His head was rotating and separated from his body. His eyes were a little confused, and his tentacles twisted irregularly in the air.

The neck was a terrifying wound that was torn by powerful forces, and several cervical vertebrae protruded from the muscles and throat, exposed to the air.

And the priest was also terrible at this time.

The crowbar cut his abdomen from top to bottom, and his body, which had lost his head, continued to move, and his arms were deeply inserted into it, tearing his internal organs.

"Uh--"

The priest grabbed Xia Ren's body and threw it hard on the ground in front of him.

But the latter kept holding his chang's tide tightly, making the two look like individuals closely connected. While Xia Ren was thrown out, he also pulled his chang's till he was thrown out.

The unimaginable pain and the power of traction caused the priest to fall to the ground. His chang-slave had not yet been broken and fell on the dusty ground. On the other end was Xia Ren's headless body.

"You bastard!"

The priest struggled to get up and sat on the ground.

He made up his mind, tore it apart, then held the rest of the internal organs in both hands and sent them back to his abdomen.

Xia Ren's body was like a spring mounted, jumping up from the ground, and then ran around the roof with exaggerated steps, and his movements looked absurd and ridiculous.

But no one could laugh when he saw this scene. If he was a little weaker in his spirit, he would probably be frightened to the point of being crazy.

After a few rounds, Xia Ren finally found his head, picked it up and slapped it between his two shoulders.

"Old man, if you live enough, go to die!"

The first thing he did to recover was to continue attacking the priest.

Although the injury was still serious and had reached a critical point, the fracture on the neck was only stuck together and the muscle tissue inside had not yet grown, he still rushed over.

The priest gritted his teeth and stood up. As soon as he moved, the wound on his abdomen cracked again and his internal organs were crowded and flowing out.

In terms of repair speed, even if it is greatly limited, rootless water is ultimately faster than those slime molds.

In these few seconds, Xia Ren's only advantage!

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