Is the Evil God Me?

There are limits to how much damage Yefne can do to Clark.

She also failed to keep Clark in trouble.

About the twelfth minute after the pursuit started, the female knight who was on a bungalow like a flying swallow poking over the eaves was too focused on Clark's rogue and effective throwing mud, but ignored the possible existence of the underfoot. crisis. At a certain moment when she was about to pass by, a figure suddenly burst through the roof.

Click!

Ye Fani was caught off guard, and her ankle made a sour, crunching sound, and she fell to another street.

Clark didn't take advantage of the situation to crash directly through the house and run over Yefni, but quickly walked away. In his obsession, he was still obsessed with the trial, and he couldn't tell whether it was himself or [Purple Water Bi] forcing it to imply. In terms of physical ability alone, it is already equivalent to Sequence 8, and even Clark, who is partially exceeded, has basically given all of himself.

Yefne rolled around in the mud while wrapped in a cloak.

The whole person is extremely embarrassed.

In the process, she used the flash of electric light to clearly see the figure of the attacker, a humanoid creature, with its shoulders up and a bit like a monkey, but its lower limbs had recurve arched feet like a cat, and its whip-like tail was a bone. A little metallic in texture. This creature's facial features are like those of Qian Ning. He squatted on the roof without chasing after he shot Leaf Funi, staring at her faintly.

And Ye Fani also took out a phlogiston bomb immediately after stabilizing her body, ready to give Qian Ning a slap in the face.

Qian Ning did not pursue after the successful sneak attack.

His slightly cloudy and disintegrated pupils first stared at Ye Fani for a while, and then turned to look at the direction that Lin En was being taken away. Amidst the clamor of dense raindrops, Qian Ning's hoarse voice sounded faintly.

"Don't bother, us."

Qian Ning, who had been blessed by [Nursor], licked his lips unconsciously. This was the action of animals before eating. After being guided by [Nurturer], Qian Ning seemed to have undergone some incredible changes.

He couldn't be called a human now.

"Who are you?" Yefni endured the piercing pain in her ankles, and the sharp knives in her hands were ready to fight at any time.

Qian Ning didn't answer this question, but looked back frequently and greedily. In the end, he couldn't hold back his animal nature and disappeared into the darkness like a gecko, seemingly chasing after Clark.

Clark and Channing weren't a team.

Yefne let out a suppressed scream in the mud.

The broken ankle was taken out from the boots cut by the blade, and then he clenched his teeth to straighten it. This process of almost self-mutilation made the female knight pale and sweat all over. After suffering from muscle spasms and almost out of breath, Yefni completed the bone setting of the ankle, and there is no condition for fixation for the time being.

She did not rest.

Instead, he limped and chased the direction where the two monsters disappeared. She has already regretted it once, and she doesn't want to regret it again this time. As long as this body can still move, it will not hinder her from performing her captain's duties.

The details of the sudden change of the third team of the Lantern [Suppression Bureau] are not yet clear.

Alfred just challenged and was suppressed by the direction of the big clock tower.

Regarding the Xiacheng District, I only know that the third team of the lantern has lost contact. Can assign people to go after Yefne and the others.

For the crackdown process, the law enforcement officers can be said to be very smooth at the beginning.

The numb has little resistance.

And the [Dead] and [Spring] Basic Beyonders that should have existed also disappeared, as if they were directly melted by this majestic rain, and the relaxed and comfortable law enforcers couldn’t help but take it lightly and slack off after completing the suppression. But when the enemy is vulnerable, the dominant side will never be satisfied with this, but will continue to push forward. It's like when you play LOL, and the five wastes on the opposite side are smashed into pieces. After taking the heads, you will definitely want to push the tower. If you have time, you can see if you can make a wave.

At the same time, in a house in Midtown.

Sherlock Holmes is playing a song of emotion. After his ten fingers, rhythmic notes are jumping out of the piano wire. The water-like sound of the piano happens to be in a low valley of power, ready to welcome a new prosperity. The climax is coming.

"Arrogant and stupid, trying to get their hands on things that aren't human."

Trapped in the sound of the piano was Sherlock's ironic voice, and the notes gradually evolved in a frantic direction.

…………

…………

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Lin En coughed suddenly, the turbid air and the blood clots in the upper mouth exuded a nauseating odor, and the intense pain from the spine made him twist, and he felt that his whole body was about to explode in pain. His eyes were confused, and the bumpy head didn't seem to wake up.

He seemed to have dreamed of Sophia just now.

The eldest sister kept shaking his head, telling him not to fall asleep and wake up quickly, the little gentleman's consciousness gradually recovered in the continuous call~www.readwn.com~ Clark attacked him from behind, and almost didn't give it to him. Lynn was directly beaten to death, with varying degrees of strength from the spine to the cerebellum.

When Lynn's consciousness slowly recovered, he saw at first sight the magic-blocking gold handcuffs that were tightly cuffed to his wrist and connected to the steel column.

"Cough cough!"

Another continuous cough, coagulated blood clots, gastric juice, and saliva spurted out of Lin En's mouth together. His spirituality was completely stagnant and silent, and he could not heal himself with the power of [Flower Maker].

After spitting out some blood clots one after another, Lin En sat down, wet, cold and painful, and the scattered blue eyes slowly focused, and he could see where he was. He should be in an unfinished lobby, and he can see the scaffolding, steel pipes and steel bars that are scattered around like weeds.

Lynn was breathing slowly, trying to get his brain to work.

This should be another key node of the secret instrument.

Before being stunned to death by his teammates, this was what was in his mind, so his memory was clearer. Then Lynn's head reminded him in hindsight that Clark had defected.

There was no anger or sadness. Lin En, who had just woken up, was not yet fully awake. Instead, he accepted the cruel fact more easily. The man whom he respected like a mentor gave him a slap in the back.

Suddenly, in the center of the lobby, a prismatic luminous body emerged, illuminating Ziegler.

It also illuminated the embarrassed Bill.

There is also that giant who is like a giant monster, with muscles bred, his eyes are shaking in disorder, and his facial features are painful and twisted. The ugly and ferocious images of clumps of gums, like man-eating devils from hell, paired with the chaotic and blasphemous piled up organs, all tell Clarke that he can't go back.

Lynn closed his eyes in pain.