latent syndrome

Chapter 82 81. The Apostles of God
It was an extremely haggard and haggard man. He was as tall as a tree. He was too thin. Coupled with the tall skeleton and long limbs, the proportions were extremely disproportionate. He was as tall as a ghost. .

The arms exposed from his sawmill work vest are full of dense tattoos, not the so-called punk culture, but an invisible rule of the underground world.

Colin thought he came from an organization with a long history, but he didn't expect such people to exist. The dagger means that he committed a murder, the ten-pointed star represents the number of years in prison, and there is a marshal's uniform medal tattooed on his shoulder.

This person may be a fugitive who has been in exile for many years.

But Colin didn't dare to move rashly, Jessica was completely under his control, he held Jessica's head firmly with both hands, and could wring her neck off whenever he wanted.

In order to prevent him from killing too much, Colin didn't make much noise, nor did he approach suddenly.

Clay has spotted Colin.

"Like all the cliché movie plots, the hero comes to save my princess from prison."

"But let me tell."

"They are the lackeys of the Countermeasures Bureau. They don't put their minds on the just cause, but seek personal gains for their masters."

"Is that right? When you came to rescue this woman, there was a lack of combat power inside, and how many ordinary people died at the hands of SCT."

Clay rubbed Jessica's hair lovingly.

But Colin's arrival did not make her feel at ease. The police officers who carried heavy firearms all died one after another, not to mention that he was only single-handed. This evil fanatic had unimaginable mysterious power.

"Make a condition."

"How can you let her go."

Colin said coldly, for this kind of madman, the threat of the law or the restraint of morality has no effect, only the purest transaction can be used to communicate.

Clay smiled, and looked back at the extremely calm visitor. He had to say that his aura was indeed extremely strong, exuding a strong threat. Even if he had seen countless people, this person could at least rank among the top three , that kind of extreme coldness and ruthlessness, mixed with a belief that ordinary people can't understand, he is not a madman.

"You are an infected person, right? I can feel the breath of people like you."

"What a funny curse."

"Of course, she is completely useless to me, just like anyone else lost here."

"The Almighty Shepherd God needs more sacrifices, so that his favor may bless the cursed land."

"This paradise will expand infinitely, and only needs more sacrifices."

"You guide those lost people here for me, as long as there are a thousand, I will let her go."

Clay looked at Colin with great interest, expecting his reply.

His words contained a lot of information. Colin looked at the twisted tree. This man did not sound like an infected person. Where did his confidence come from? Maybe it was people like Hoshino Matsuki who had some kind of Secretly, they will use terrorist methods such as "spells".

"I agree."

"You first promise that she will not be harmed, and I will deal with what you said immediately."

Colin replied flatly.

This surprised Clay, what a terrifying man he was, if every countermeasure agent had such a cold will, he might not be able to withstand SCT.

"Wow."

Colin's answer was so decisive that Clay couldn't believe it, but he still let go of Jessica and let her go.

"Don't...don't do that."

Jessica sobbed and shook her head, which meant that a thousand people would be buried in the twisted tree because of her, suffering the torment of unknown madness.

Clay chuckled, grabbed Jessica by the collar, and threw her directly to Colin's side. He didn't do this blindly, because this was his domain.

Colin unholstered his gun and handed the pistol to Jessica so that she could protect herself.

"Run."

Colin said so.

Jessica was stunned for half a second, and fled away from the big tree at the fastest speed of ordinary people.

"Hehe." Clay didn't care at all, "Where do you think she can escape... No one can leave this paradise, no one."

Ke Lin didn't talk nonsense at all. He turned his palms into knives, and a waterfall of blood mixed with bone sand rushed for it. The huge pressure of [-] MPa seemed to flash a line of blood.

click.

Clay was directly chopped off in the middle, and his upper body slowly slid down from the side of the cut, but it was suspicious that there was no blood at all.

The severe pain didn't make him howl at all, and he had already completely escaped into chaos and madness.

"Let me make sense of the situation."

"This woman... her moral concept is that the lives of ordinary people are more important than the lives of detectives."

"Because she thinks that's what you're supposed to do, and you're more of a goddamn dude than normal."

"You sacrificed your life to save a twisted bitch."

Clay's upper body slipped completely, and he said extremely sarcastic words, trying to destroy Colin's reason and belief.

At the same time, the entire forest... seemed to come alive.

The whole forest.

Those gray-green roots spread on the ground like a spider web, stretched into his body, entangled and coiled into the viscera and limbs, making him the master of this place.

click!
A branch as thick as a bowl swelled and extended suddenly, like a deep-water whaling arrow directly piercing into Colin's chest, opening a big hole, piercing out from behind, gurgling blood, if an ordinary person was in such a place The blow has been completely violent.

And Colin.

It's just that there is no expression on the face, and those violent pains are like a breeze blowing on the face.

He quickly ran forward along the branch that pierced him, and every time he advanced, the lines, grooves and thorns on the bark were torn, causing him to overflow a large amount of plasma, but he didn't care, just ran like that, The wound was pierced and cracked more and more, and the blood plasma became more and more fierce, but he didn't even frown...

From the restoration of dense wrinkled white worms and endless branches, Clay restructured his body and stood up. He was also shocked to see this bloody scene that was so lonely that it made his scalp tingle.

This is... too violent.

clack clack...

Colin's chest was completely pierced, and he was also completely close. When he came to Clay, the bones rapidly proliferated and deformed in his hands, turning into five bloodletting knives that gleamed coldly and connected with blood vessels and tendons. Claw's frightening big hand directly pressed Clay's head, clenched his hands tightly, trying to crush the head completely.

But just like an ax smashing into firewood, Clay's head was like solid wood, with extremely strong toughness. The bone claws were embedded in his head, but they couldn't crush it, but just fell into it.

Without any hesitation, Ke Lin leaned over with the puncture and tear of the branch, and directly scratched one of his shoulder blades, spraying amazing red pulp, but healed quickly, as fast as time went back.

And he also held down Clay's head, and slammed it down on the ground as fast as thunder.

boom!
The sharp claws embedded in the skull firmly imprisoned Clay's head, and when it hit the hard rock on the ground, there was an incomparably crisp loud noise and cracking sound. Clay's mouth and nose were bleeding instantly, and his breathing was blocked due to the damaged nasal cavity, and he let out a gasp. Voice.

boom! boom! boom!
Ke Lin didn't stop, and inflicted the torture of the madman like a madman. He kept lifting his head and smashing it to the ground, and the cycle was repeated dozens of times.

The ground was full of cracked wood chips and fuzzy flesh and blood, until Colin smashed it all into a pool of mud.

(End of this chapter)