Abnormal survival: Transformation into a strange girl

Qin Ming was lying on Vincent's horse, and after a bumpy ride, she was now completely unable to move her body.

The "voice" was tormenting her spirit all the time, and her mother's strength was already weak to the extreme.

Although she closed her "eyes", she could still feel the chaotic aura that was getting closer and closer in the distance.

"Ahem...... Conserve energy.

"There is still a chance...... Vincent

turned pale, rode his horse and galloped, and quickly rushed under the city wall with a group of disabled people, passing through the city gate like a lost dog, and along the way was full of desolation, people's corpses and broken flesh.

"Damn, these abominable rats......

" "Reeves, if you could still move...... Help me hold it off. "

The longer the better! The longer the better!"

"We are grasshoppers in a boat...... Either perish together or go back alive.

William's pupils shrank, and he and Angus sat down on the ground, one hand still pinching the arm of the mouse that had just been chopped off.

He looked in disbelief at a group of miserable centaurs, their gray appearance was a little sneaky...... How wrong you look.

Led by two adults, Vincent and Reeves.

"That's not right...... Qin, Qin Ming?"

"Oh my God! that's Qin Ming!"

William stood up suddenly, looking at the black figure bound by black chains in disbelief, and his body still radiated light.

Only he had seen the girl's true form.

"What's going on...... She was caught. "

No, I don't understand......"

William stood up, and immediately hurried in the direction of the horse team under Angus's puzzled gaze.

"Oh my God!??

" "Where's O'Daina?"

Angus reacted, wiped the mud from his face in panic, and slammed to his feet, heading in the direction of the church.

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Reeves and Vincent parted ways, his face was confused and panicked as he dragged his badly wounded body through the soldier-guarded fortress.

The lion of the empire had messy hair and an embarrassed face at the moment, and he pushed open the door of the main hall.

"The Nezumi of Divinca are coming...... Commander of the corps, all the men are dispatched...... Stop them.

Under the shocked gaze of Edward and his own soldiers, he coughed up a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

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the scene where Vincent captured Qin Ming.

The faint moans grew dimmer, and a group of badly wounded soldiers were abandoned, now lying on the ground like garbage, gasping for gasp.

Their eyes were terrified, and they looked at the panic on their arms in disbelief.

"No...... No, Lao Tzu is mutating!"

...... to witness the process of your own mutation

One of the sergeant's heads was in disarray, and he took one last look at his "dead" companions around him, a pair of dead gray eyes flowing a lot of tears, he choked up, propped himself up with his badly deformed arms, and leaned against the corpse of his companion.

"Light, ......

" "Oh my God......"

His arms were lowered, his neck was crooked, and he was no longer alive.

A dim light shone on his mutated body, and in front of him was a dense evil cult.

The demons danced their tentacles, stepping through the dim dawn of the early morning, and advancing in the direction of Leiden step by step.

Then came the large army of Divinka nezumi and a giant nezumi that shook mountains and rivers with every step.

Korra coughed violently, sensing that its limit was approaching, and waved its hand as it looked at the approaching human city.

"Pick up the pace. "

The demons ran over the heavily mutated human bodies, crushing their monstrous flesh to pieces.

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"Hahaha...... Hahaha......"

Vincent's face was deranged, he looked at the empty and lonely silence in the Holy See, except for some local clergy who had long since taken refuge, and now he was really the only one left here.

His heritage, his lover, and everything about him were taken away by Qin Ming.

Vincent didn't hate her, Vincent just felt joy.

In this ancient church with the portrait of the thirty-three pillared gods, he placed Qin Ming's "corpse" and ripped off the clothes on his chest.

The eye of the storm was constantly eroding his body, and he exuded wind all over his body.

Vincent frowned and habitually said, "Nasha, help me."

After no one responded, he reacted blankly.

Qin Ming closed his "eyes", minimized the mobility of his body, and calmly waited for a trace of vitality.

"Stormblower with great power?"

"You're done...... Humble humans don't just want to take your power.

"It's also about being in full control of that power.

"You're just shredded trash...... Kamikai

......" "Shit Kami...... You're just a piece of waste that doesn't even fit yourself.

His face was full of hatred, his fists clenched, and his body bloomed with a great radiance.

As Qin Ming's body floated out of thin air together, the two of them turned into two hot and dazzling bright men.

"Stupid ant ......

" The "voice" in Qin Ming's mind finally popped up with a new word that was difficult to understand, and based on Qin Ming's particularity, she understood the meaning of this sentence.

...... The eye of the storm is a subordinate power of the Voice...... In other words, the so-called Stormcasters are only His lower levels.

Qin Ming only felt a thrill surging to the extreme, and the power in his body from the "eye of the storm" was really being quickly extracted by this guy.

Once again, the influence of the "mother" has returned.

"This power...... This power.

Vincent burst into tears, feeling the power that was gradually manifesting in his body, the power he had been pursuing for ten years.

Crossing time and finding the anchor point...... The power of building anchors.

Qin Ming felt the body that gradually returned to control, and suppressed the tremor of his body with some ecstasy.

"Voice" is the biggest threat at the moment, and this guy is likely to be just a pawn with a lying gun...... When the time comes, you will be strangled by that inexplicable voice.

"Wait...... Sit tight.

"What my mother gave was not necessarily kindness...... ——————

"I don't believe in God anymore." "

Faith will not save us......

" "Our world will eventually be ruined by malevolent gods." The

young man said angrily, and the young girl beside him just listened quietly.

"The empire can't ...... that huge evil

" "Nasha, you know, in the northern part of the empire, those barbarians have been completely destroyed.

"Their belief in the god of war did not protect their people, and they would be destroyed even by the flesh.

"That's how the struggle for choice ends.

Nasha nodded, her eyes fixed on the young man.

"I have a plan...... Crazy plan. "

A voice in my head told me......

" "Steal the power of the Stormmen locked up in the Holy See.

"The gods can't save us, we save ourselves." There

was a mad light in the young Vincent's eyes.

He had his eye on the ultimate power of the Holy See.

The "voice" had told him that it was the power of humans to steal the gods.

The "voice" told him that in the next few years, a world-destroying force would descend.

The "voice" bewitched him, took the power with him, and went to the nearest point of advent.

So...... With the help of "Voice", Vincent came to Leiden.

So...... A year after his arrival, the world fell silent.

Vincent didn't know what was going on outside......

His original purpose was to use this power to save everyone.

His current goal is to gain this power, incarnate as a god, and use the power of the anchor point to return to the post-disaster world and completely eliminate all weirdness.