Dimensional Eroders

Bailang absorbed an ember crystal not long ago, inheriting a full set of thermite alchemy. Although it cannot be flexibly used in actual combat, but given enough time to prepare, he can create an exclusive position and burn any monsters to the Tiandi Bank.

This forming formation hidden under the fallen leaves is his meticulously prepared killing move. Half of the storage space is buried under the ground with aluminum powder and iron oxide materials. Even he himself is not sure how terrible the power will be. But one thing is certain, it is absolutely strong, extremely strong, super strong! Extremely strong! !

In order to prevent the enemy from being aware of it, it is not fooled to see through the trap. He deliberately arranged fake traps a mile away, dismantling the vigilance of the opponent step by step, and leading them to take the bait.

Sure enough, in the extremely fast pursuit of chasing and fleeing. The opponent gradually lowered his vigilance and ignored the outside world, focusing on Bailang who was fleeing from Shepi. It wasn't until he stepped into the trap that he realized something was wrong, but it was too late.

The alchemist controlled by the parasitic tentacles detonated the trap with his life. (Salted fish: For the goddess of Jidu! But who is this dog-like man who is being chased?)

boom!

Huge flames soared into the sky, and the ear-piercing explosion resounded through the sky, like a continuously growing fire tree spewing flames upwards, and like a rising sun, rapidly expanding and expanding in the air.

The intense thermite reaction erupted in an instant, releasing a high temperature of 3000°C that was enough to burn through the molten metal. The dazzling light illuminated the night sky, making the sky and the earth incandescent. It's too late to call.

The moment thermite reacted, he noticed that another small tentacle was completely destroyed and decomposed.

Then heat waves, explosions, and shock waves expanded outward in a circular shape, blowing him and his car upside down. A large amount of soil was lifted up into the sky, and then tilted down, like waves hitting the ground, submerging and covering him.

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buzz buzz...

The restarted vehicle flew out from the ground again.

At this point the air was scalding hot and devoid of oxygen. Every breath ignited the nasal passages, trachea, and lung lobes, and he had to hold his breath. The soaring flames were gradually extinguished, but the surrounding trees were crackling and still burning.

The previously arranged refining array has turned into a huge lava crater at this moment. The scorched smell spreads in the air, and the black viscous substance like magma is slowly rolling and bubbling.

"Ho ho ho..."

In the center of the crater, a mass of matter exuding strong vitality is struggling, wriggling, and deforming, like a mass of scorched slime, and the sound of slate burning is constantly heard from the position where it contacts the ground.

A skeleton in the shape of a human arm protruded from the mass of matter. When it broke through the mass of matter, a large amount of flesh and blood stuck to the arm of the skeleton, gradually turning into a terrifying and curious palm that peeled off the skin.

Immediately afterwards, the head part also drilled out, quickly generating a face, revealing a rotten face, it was Wayne who hadn't died yet. He glared at Bailang viciously: "I want to kill..."

"Isn't this dead?" Bailang marveled at the other party's strong vitality.

The amount of 'Thermite' he prepared could completely melt a tank. The high temperature and thermal energy that erupted in that instant were enough to roast any Tier 2 monster into charcoal, leaving no scum left.

But I didn't expect that the monster survived, and even maintained consciousness and was able to speak. The other party must have mastered some kind of unscientific power that transcends physical and chemical phenomena and can resist 'science'. Divine power? Or the talent of the blood race?

"Unfortunately, the last chance to open the door cannot be left to you."

Bailang didn't leave in a hurry, but took out a rifle from the space, opened the distance conservatively, stuck five 'purification bombs' in the clips, then pulled the bolt of the gun, aiming at the wriggling monster on the ground at close range.

The newly formed head, seeing this scene, said with difficulty: "No, no..."

boom! bang bang bang!

Five bullets were shot into the mass in one breath, the flesh was splashed, and half of the head was exploded, but it was quickly formed, and it was even more curious and weird. It made a series of creepy howls, but still stubbornly did not die.

At this time, Bailang also felt bad, the enemy was seriously injured and there was no threat, and he shouldered a heavy responsibility, there was no need to delay the opportunity for a mere key, or even fall into new danger.

So he resolutely followed his heart, abandoned this extremely unstable mass of meat that might run wild and out of control at any time, turned the front of the car and said the activation spell: "Roar, Nuraemon!"

The exhaust pipe of the little sheep ejected plasma flames, entered the nuclear explosion mode, whizzed and rotated the tires, kicked up two meters of dirt behind him, and shot out with a roar, rolling towards the bloody Wayne.

The rough tires rubbed the monster away, stomping on it again.

Bailang has confirmed that this vehicle is far beyond the upper limit of the low-level battlefield, and there are a lot of functions to be discovered. Even so, the first start allowed him to cross the difficulty of the battlefield and enter the second level. At this time, after crushing the monster again, without giving it a chance to catch up, he instantly opened the distance and drove towards the stronghold at a high speed.

...

At the moment when the aluminum heat refining formation was activated, within a radius of tens of miles, people could hear the sound of explosions, feel the tremor of the ground, and see a short-lived light.

Fuguiwan knew that this was the action signal conveyed by the boss, his heart suddenly hung up, and he found another companion who was on duty to guard the 'Evil God's Seed', and worried: "Did you feel it? It's so powerful."

"Those alchemists must have made a move. Only they can master such terrifying power, but the flaw is equally huge."

Fuguiwan walked up to him and handed him a can of beer. He was stuck behind him, in the blind spot of his vision, and asked worriedly, "Do you think something will happen to Wayne?"

This vampire was not too defensive, took the beer and opened the tab, took a sip, and when he was about to speak, a sudden crisis came. He just tensed his muscles and adjusted his body to take precautions. There was a sharp pain in his chest, and his blood-stained arm broke his chest. out.

Two similar forces erupted in the body at the same time, interfering with each other, causing him severe pain + weakness all over his body.

"You..." The blood race's eyes widened, and he waved his hand to smash the vase in the house, trying to make a sound.

"Sorry, I'm an undercover agent!"

Fuguiwan stuck behind him, one arm locked his throat and strangled, releasing red energy from his arm, wrapping around the body of the vampire; the other hand retreated into the opponent's body, holding the heart tightly, and suppressing the opponent with all his strength.

"I've already arranged the room. No one will hear you even if you scream! Also, I used a little prop, which was specially developed for the blood race. You lost!"

Fuguimaru tightly strangled the opponent, imprisoned him, and continued to suppress. Deliberately and unintentionally, the opponent was defeated in one round.

"Traitor... traitor!"

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On the outskirts of the stronghold, ear-piercing roars pierced the silent night from a long distance away, and a spot of light quickly brightened and approached. The blood clans in charge of the guards became vigilant one after another, sounded the alarm, took out their weapons and aimed at the enemy, and stood ready.

This time, Bailang didn't hide anymore, and when there was still a distance, he said loudly: "Go away! Don't stop me! I'm Outlander, and I have important information to report to your lord."

Bailang had just experienced an 'explosion of aluminum heat', his clothes were ragged and he was in a state of embarrassment, his forehead and body were covered with blood, it was too tragic to wipe it off in time. In addition, he was rampant and menacing all the way, and his voice was justified, with a power of his own, which caused those blood races to hesitate.

These blood races are not stupid, nor are they so open-minded that they suspect him of ulterior motives. Seeing Bailang so anxious and nervous, he couldn't help guessing whether there was something inside? However, the blood clan leader still abided by his duties and directly chose to fire back, trying to force him back.

"My mother!" Bailang glared angrily, his acting skills were on the line, and when he was about to reach the security line of the base, he suddenly held up the square lead box, showing the seed of the evil god, and the strange force exploded, and the scene was completely silent.

The church has long issued the task of recapturing the 'embryo', and has failed in three operations. At this moment, being held by Outlander in his hands, and still looking so miserable, he instantly made up a plot in his mind.

"Don't stop me, everyone is on guard, go outside and get ready to meet the enemy. Master Wayne was held back by a strong enemy, let me bring this back first, and hand it over to the two adults. Get out of here, don't get in the way, I want to meet the two adults, don't follow, go outside and guard." Bailang rushed into the stronghold on his bicycle, and kicked over someone who was in the way with a look of urgency.

The scene of him holding up the seed of the evil god and throwing himself into the net has bluffed every blood race, no matter how he thinks about it, he feels that there is nothing wrong with it. Outlander, blood clan, own people; seed of evil god, meritorious service, hand in to high-level; direction, inside the stronghold. He didn't grab it and run away, but came to deliver it, why did he stop?

In this way, these blood races avoided one after another, letting Bai Lang go all the way to the room where another 'Seed of the Evil God' was enshrined, and then broke into the room.

bump.

The door was closed again, and Victor saw Fuguiwan standing in a pool of blood, and there was a vampire under him whose life and death were uncertain.

"Where's what I want?" Bailang asked aloud.

"It's right here..." Fuguiwan pulled a box across the table, and suddenly opened the lid, revealing a pitch-black skull with bloody red light in its eyes, as if possessing spirituality and will, staring at Bailang with a grin and a smile, and A mental shock was released, causing his consciousness to go blank.

"But I've changed my mind. I want the seed of the evil god too. I didn't expect the other one to be hidden on your body. Today is really my lucky day."

Fuguiwan keeps in touch with the 'evil spirit' at all times, continuously activates his ability, suppresses Bailang's will, and attacks him with a kind of spiritual pollution. Then walked into his side, snatched the 'embryo' from Bailang's hand, and pierced his heart with his backhand.

"Hmm..." Bailang's mind was muddled, a lot of noisy voices sounded in his head at the same time, and he couldn't concentrate.

Simply because he had been guarding against Fuguiwan, before he opened the door, he entered a large number of instructions in the IBM particle of the black thorn. At this time, the black thorns behind him suddenly let out a wild howl, which broke Bailang's negative state and temporarily interrupted the connection between Fugui Wan and the evil spirit.

Snapped! Bailang grabbed Fugui Wan with both hands and clenched the embryo's hand, and with two minds, he ordered Black Thorn to also lift the wooden box on the table and throw it over.

"I've been cured a long time ago with pointless struggles. After I came into contact with evil spirits, your little tricks can't control me at all."

Fuguiwan clenched Bailang's heart tightly with five fingers, releasing a strange blood energy, destroying his body structure from the inside out, quickly killing his life. And the dry part of the boss template also showed a bright red 'rebellion'.

"I want to play a game with you..."

Bailang was still holding on to the Fugui Pill and did not let go of his arm. The micro-carved 'people stop practicing in formation' on his palm was activated. The main material was a Fugui Pill, which was no different from the composition of the human body, and he also had an extra suit of clothes. And the black thorns also grabbed the black skull, which was counted as part of the white waves by the 'human body'.

The next moment, Fuguiwan cut off his arm decisively, pulled away and flew back, away from Bailang at top speed. And the dazzling red light burst out from Bailang's hands, turned into a vortex, stretched out countless black arms, grabbed Fuguiwan's severed arm, wrapped around Bailang, and the black thorns even rushed up with the skull.

Bailang ignored Fugui Wan who had fled, and instead joined hands with Black Thorn to compete with 'Truth' for the severed hand holding the Seed of the Evil God. To be precise, it was the seed of the evil god, he never thought that it would be taken away by Fu Gui Wan.

In the end, several black palms from truth were bitten off by black thorns with their wolf mouths. With the help of Bailang, it bit the palm of Fuguiwan from the hands of truth and truth, and was dragged in.

In the end, Bailang disappeared, leaving only Fuguiwan with a look of despair on his face. He was grabbed by a group of gangsters and forced to drag him away...

Broken Arm Pill, who was struggling and crawling on the ground, was unwilling to fall into the truth. With extreme panic in his heart, he grabbed the body of his good teammate and dragged him into the truth along with the unconscious blood race.

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