Section 63 Evolution

Lin Xiang is not a natural tracker, but he can accurately find the direction of Osvid's marching. The reason is very simple - everyone is a parasite.

With the help of the special aura emitted from the other party, Lin Xiang chased from Ruins No. 96 like a sensitive nose, from Ruins No. 96 to the outside of the city. Perhaps he was busy fighting for food, or was aware of the powerful aura exposed by the other party, the mutant creatures did not chase out their own sphere of influence, and only stopped at the edge of the ruins for a moment, then turned around and returned to the depths of the city shrouded in darkness.

The ancient highway surrounds the ruins like a sleeping dragon. From the green belt left over from the old era, there are dense weeds covered with snow. You can see faintly rolling mountains in the distance. Under the cover of the endless darkness, they shrink everything they have into the darkness and are unwilling to reveal to the snoop.

A series of irregular footprints slowly extended into the distance in the snow, gradually disappearing into the jungle on the side of the abandoned highway.

Lin Xiang squatted down and picked up a ball of flat ice particles the size of a finger from the snow. The heat emitted from the surface of the skin quickly melted the less solid crystals, turning it into a pool of black mud.

The footprints were left by Osvid, and as for the black ice crystals, they were mud remaining on the sole of his shoes.

Lin Xiang frowned, looked around carefully, and quickly chased after him in the direction where the footprints disappeared.

After coming out of the ruins, he kept paying attention to everything that might be suspected of blood along the way. The result was very disappointing. Except for Osvid's footprints, there was no red visible on the gray-white snow. The target seemed to be not injured or bleeding at all. The fatal injury that had penetrated his body before seemed to exist in an unrealistic fantasy in the air.

This is not normal.

It is also a very dangerous signal.

The trees in the forest have withered, and a thin layer of falling snow has accumulated on the branches scattered in the cold wind. Occasionally, animals are rushing through the forest, and the slight shaking will shake the uncondensed snowflakes and fly everywhere.

Walking into the jungle more than ten meters away, Lin Xiang stopped and kept scanning the depths of the hollow and dark woods. Hesitated for a moment, put the g180s tightly held in his hand on his shoulders, took out the shotgun from his backpack, and groped carefully to move forward.

He lost Osvid's breath.

Just a few minutes ago, he clearly sensed that the target was about a hundred meters ahead. In just a few seconds, the Skeleton Knight seemed to have been evaporated and suddenly disappeared into the vast darkness. This made Lin Xiang feel as if he was shocked, and he also felt unprecedentedly in the sense of crisis. It seemed that a snake hidden in the dark was quietly spitting out a red tongue, staring at him silently with a cold gaze, ready to launch a fatal sneak attack at any time.

Osvid is a tough opponent.

Although he didn't know what method he used to cleverly cover up his breath, Lin Xiang knew that the other party could not go far, and it was in the woods.

After observing the terrain, he quickly adjusted his direction of travel and walked along several dead trees as thick as an arm to form a connected word "中". The speed of running under his feet is either fast or slow, and there is no fixed pattern at all. Even the best lurker cannot find the possible ending point for the next step based on the rhythm and pace of his body movement.

Just after running dozens of meters, a chaotic and strong airflow suddenly came from behind. Lin Xiang did not turn around, but paused his figure and jumped quickly to the left side. The shotgun quickly changed to his left hand, leaned against his bent right arm, and pulled the trigger hard.

The moment the gunfire sounded, there was a sharp pain from cutting into the flesh on his right shoulder. With the roar of anger and shame, Lin Xiang felt that his right arm was completely separated from his body, and his body that had not yet landed had completely lost balance. He fell tiltedly into the messy and dead trees like a kite with broken strings.

Osvid knelt on one leg five meters away and gasped violently. He stared at Lin Xiang with bloodthirsty and hatred eyes in his eyes. The combat suit on his waist was completely broken, and his entire waist and hips were blown away by dense shotguns. Blood oozed outwardly from the broken skin, and the rotten flesh accumulated on the edge of the wound. In between, the slag of the liver and white bone pieces could even be seen. The damage caused to him was obviously not light, and almost smashed his entire body into two pieces.

Lin Xiang, who was pale, glanced at his right shoulder: the entire arm from below the shoulder joint was cut off, and the overflowing blood soaked half of his body. Not far away, the cut off arm was lying on the loose snow. The residual heat that quickly dispersed melted the snow that was in contact with the skin, forming a shallow pit on the ground that was completely in line with the shape.

Losing his right hand caused his entire body to lose balance. The severe pain almost made him faint on the spot. The large amount of lost blood quickly consumed his physical energy. He bent his knees and barely pushed his body back for about half a meter away. With a blood-colored face, he could only rely on the dead tree trunk next to him and could no longer move.

They are also parasites, and the difference between level 2 and level 4 is too big. Especially in terms of physical fitness and pain tolerance, Osvid is indeed much stronger.

"Damn it, I really took a look. I didn't expect you to be a parasitic too." Osvid's eyes showed a beast-like harsh light.

"I didn't expect that you were a regenerative parasite." Looking at his slowly healing liver, Lin Xiang said lightly: "I'm very surprised at one thing, how did you hide your breath?"

"When hunting bears on Rocky Mountain, those big stupid creatures once taught me a trick - holding the breath of life and entering a state of fake death, the opponent will reduce his vigilance to a minimum. Bears do not eat dead people, and people are the same, and they are not prepared for dead people. But your reaction ability really surprised me. In the situation just now, I have to admit that you are a good opponent. Hehehehe! Of course, it is only limited to this time."

As he said that, Osvid struggled to stand up from the ground, stumbled over with fierce and resentful eyes. The wounds between his waist and ribs were healing rapidly at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.

Suddenly, he seemed to have captured something from the corner of his eyes. Under the guidance of his subconscious, the focus of his eyes also gathered at any time, locking on Lin Xiang's broken right shoulder.

A layer of light yellow mucus penetrated rapidly from the surface of the broken bones. They were densely spread on the faults between muscles and bones. New tissues and muscle fibers grew rapidly in all the covered areas. The moving ligaments wrapped all the fragmented parts like knots, and the outermost skin expanded rapidly from top to bottom. In just a few minutes, the cut-off arm had recovered halfway.

"Damn it! I didn't expect you to have regeneration skills too-"

Osvid's eyes widened to the extreme. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, jumped up from the ground with shock and anger, and rushed over quickly. The dagger with cold light was pointing at Lin Xiang's heart.

The head and heart are the dead gates for regeneration skills.

The moment the tip of the knife was about to come into contact with the target, he suddenly saw that Lin Xiang's eyes were very peaceful and plain, even with a little sarcasm.

"What exactly does this kid want to do?" Osvid's muscles twitched.

The question and answer appeared almost at the same time. Lin Xiang's body suddenly leaned back, lifting his left hand that had been supporting the ground, and the thick shotgun tip was pointing at Osvid's muscular chest.

"You damn bastard-"

Osvid's pupils suddenly tightened. He roared wildly, threw away the dagger quickly, pulled out the desert eagle inserted in the leather hood around his waist, mobilized all his strength and the fastest possible burst, and pulled the trigger hard towards Lin Xiang, who was half lying on the ground. Two deafening gunshots sounded at the same time, cruelly destroying his poor eardrums like a terrible explosion.

The densely bombarded large balls of iron sand shot Osvid more than ten meters away like a toy. The power of the nine-mm pistol bullets shot from close range also completely destroyed Lin Xiang's entire left abdomen.

With this shot, both of them were aiming at each other's heart. Osvid suddenly changed the direction of his movement, making Lin Xiang unable to re-aim. The Skeleton Knight, who noticed the huge danger, could only turn to attack the other party's abdomen. As a result of the error between them, neither of them died, but they were inevitably seriously injured.

Lin Xiang's face turned pale, and two consecutive serious injuries caused the body's reaction function to double. He no longer had the strength to raise the heavy gun body. His violently trembling fingers could not even complete the simplest movement of pulling the trigger, and it was even more impossible to perform a third shot. The regeneration speed of his right arm suddenly slowed down. Although the huge wound on his abdomen was recovering, it could not stop the intestines from flowing out of his abdomen. The only thing he could do was to half-tilt be next to the trunk, and while panting violently waiting for his body to recover again, he smiled bitterly as he had already climbed up from the ground, and was sitting opposite him looking at Osvid.

The shotgun shattered the desert eagle and also blew up Osvid's right shoulder. The right arm, which barely kept in touch with the body under the maintenance of several ligaments, was lowered. Every movement of the body would pull them back and forth mechanically like a pendulum. Under the broken ribs, alveoli wrapped in countless blood vessels were exposed. As the mouth and nose breathed, they shrank and expanded like balloons. The crazily rushing liquid in the blood vessels also accelerated the flow rate, quickly supplying the oxygen that the body urgently needed to every organ.

Osvid's wound regeneration speed is significantly faster than Lin Xiang. The powerful body of the Level 4 parasite has an overwhelming advantage.

"…huh…huh…huh…it’s really unexpected. You’re so fucking strong—”

Osvid endured the severe pain, supported the ground with his knees and stood up slowly, and used his remaining left hand to pick up the dagger that fell beside him, dragged his half-dead body, and took heavy steps.

Now is the best opportunity to kill Lin Xiang - he can no longer move and his hands have lost the ability to counterattack. Apart from lying there and being cut off his head by himself, there is no other possibility.

Thinking of this, Osvid couldn't help but feel an impulse excitement. He had even felt the special touch of the dagger penetrated into his throat and cleaved the flesh and bones.

"Hehehehehehehehehehe-"

He smiled cruelly, his left hand holding the dagger tightly raised it to his mouth, stretched out his tongue to lick the blood splashed on the blade. His brain, stimulated by the murder and bloody pleasure, had turned him into a human-shaped beast that strongly wanted to tear his opponent apart.

Surprisingly, Lin Xiang had no expression of these intimidating actions. He just sat there quietly, looking back and forth with a very strange look.

"What are you looking at?" This gaze made Osvid very uncomfortable.

"I'm wondering which position of your heart or head is more fragile?" Lin Xiang's voice was very plain, without any sarcasm or ridicule.

Osvid tried hard to open his mouth, but he didn't know what words should be used to describe his mood at this moment. It was the first time he had lived for hundreds of years that a dying person would talk to him in such a tone.

Suddenly, Lin Xiang's pupils shrank rapidly. He gathered the last strength of his body, gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain caused by the twisting nerves. He used his barely movable left hand to pull open the lid of the sample collector box at his waist, took out the entire row of samples installed on the plastic slot, aimed the sharp needle tip at his chest and inserted it hard, and pressed all the collected blood samples into his body with his palm. With the red blood light that surged rapidly in his eyes, he suddenly jumped up from the ground like a hormone injection, hugged Osverde, who was caught off guard with one hand, and bit the other party's neck covered with copper-black skin.

"You, you devil! Ah! No—"

Osvid's sharp scream instantly pierced the deep night sky. He slashed at Lin Xiang regardless of everything, but he could not stop the other party's crazy behavior. The sharp tip pierced the chest, pierced the internal organs, and even cut off the central spine connecting the body. But Lin Xiang was still like a hungry leech, bent his elbows tightly around Osvid's shoulders, greedily sucking the fishy blood gushing out of the carotid artery. Perhaps it was caused by the stimulation of the blood of the mutant creature that had just been stabbed into the body, he suddenly opened his mouth and chewed at it.

Osvid's head tore and bite off his entire ear. His hard teeth were chiseled through the hard skull, unable to keep the complete eyeballs and the broken bones together, and were pulled out of the eye sockets. Because he tried too hard, Lin Xiang could even feel his teeth shattered by the hard bones. But without changing his crazy and persistent thoughts at all, he bit Osvid's head hard, and then he bit all obstacles in a shrill scream until his tongue could touch the warm and smooth white brain.

"thump--"

The huge force tore up, and finally threw Lin Xiang heavily into the air and fell to the ground. Almost all of his flesh and blood were scratched, his hands and feet twitched unconsciously, and he didn't even have the strength to sit up. His face was covered with blood and blood, and his eyes were dug. His mouth was wide open, his chest was undulating, and his intestines that fell from the wounds on his abdomen were dragged several meters away.

Osvid fell on the dead tree next to him. His burly body remained intact. On his broad shoulders, he could see the regenerated light red fresh skin, and the wounds on his waist and hips were recovered more than 90%. However, when he pushed aside the messy dead grass in front of him, he suddenly caught his eye with only half of his head. Like a broken watermelon, in the cranial cavity that had lost some bones, the hemispherical white brain had mixed with blood and was stirred into a red and white paste.

The wind roared over the woods, stirring up a flying snowflake. They swirled and slowly floated down from the air, landing on the surface of Lin Xiang's almost stiff body, turning into white crystals that melted and quickly condensed.

The power of regeneration bursts out wildly from the inside of the body, becoming cells growing wildly at geometric speeds, quickly repairing every broken wound. The internal organs, blood vessels, muscles, bones... everything is resurrecting. All it takes is just time.

Although he could not move, Lin Xiang could feel the changes in his body. Viruses that received similar blood were leaping. They were cheering, boiling, and fighting for all their strength to break free from the limitations of the gene lock, tearing all the things that bound them apart, and running happily in their bodies in a stronger form.

"The second gene lock has been opened. Epigenetic level: Parasitic. Benchmark: Four stars."

The long-lost voice suddenly rang deep in his brain, giving him a very strange but slightly intimate feeling. After all, nearly a century has passed since the last time he heard it until now.

Half an hour later, Lin Xiang, who was dressed in a torn clothes and full of majesty and strength, stood up again from the land covered with ice and snow. He clenched his fists, stretched out every muscle fiber on his body, raised his head high, and screamed at the bleak moonlight covered by clouds in the sky, screaming like a wounded wolf.

He could not feel the joy of victory at all. All that was filled with his heart was endless pain and loneliness.

Osvid is the strongest opponent to have encountered so far. In Crescent City, there are more, more powerful Skeleton Knights.

"You are not the first, nor will you be the last one...I promise!"

Osvid's body gradually became cold, and his oath-like whisper was soon blown away by the cold wind. Apart from the last residue he had left in this world, only this broken corpse that was leaning against the tree and covered with snow from the edge.

The morning in Emma is sunny.

Such clear weather is very rare in winter. Bathing in the warm sunshine and tasting expensive espresso coffee has always been Gliffiz's favorite thing.

But today is different - he has been in his office since midnight last night until now.

He could not have been able to sit alone for so long.

In addition to him, there was another person in the room.
Chapter completed!