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183 The Spiritual Angel and the Red Rain

"Dadada..."

Tai Sui escorted the first love that had ended before it even started, and passed through dense blood vessels and nerves like water plants.

The latter lowered his head, with a blank expression, and it was still difficult for him to accept the fact that he had failed.

Even "City of Dante" was unable to kill the emperor-type capable person.

She raised her head and the huge city monster was still slowly repairing her body. Zhai Nan held Pei Yu and had already walked to the helicopter.

Zhai Nan was also quite tired at this time.

I just forced my way to fight against the A-level pollution source. Although there was nothing wrong with my body, the black river water in the consciousness space had evaporated completely.

The reason why I was able to take a group of B-level distortion monsters and "City of Dante" before was because of the numerical advantage, and on the other hand, when they were injured, the water in the black river would spread out of the body along the tentacles and evaporate.

Therefore, the injury that does not die will be wrapped in black fog at the moment it appears, it will quickly contract, and the bones and muscles will return to their original position.

Despite this, a considerable number of monster army have lost their combat capabilities.

Without the black river water, only eyeball ghosts are still floating above their heads, observing the surroundings conscientiously.

"Swish-" Uh

A rpg suddenly hit the electric-charged particle cannon from a high altitude.

Zhai Nan saw it, but before he could say it, a loud bang rang around him.

"Swish--"

The explosion of weapons of this level produces electronic veins that are no less than the attack just now.

In an instant, the surrounding helicopters were blown over by shock waves.

Zhai Nan rolled up against the ground, hid behind Dante's body, and then endured the stinging pain in his brain, and controlled the eyeball and looked up into the sky.

And this glance instantly made his pupils shrink tightly.

“Sweet Home!?”

Previously, the leader had already published the list of main cadres of Sweet Home to all staff. Although Zhai Nan had never seen the photos of Meng Tuirou on it.

But from the perspective of the eyeball ghost, the man leaning against the side of the helicopter and holding the RPG with his legs hanging in the air was the photo at the forefront on the list.

The main leader of Sweet Home, codenamed "Conductor".

He actually appeared here in person?

"Since it appears, don't think about leaving!"

Also at the moment when Zhai Nan made a sound, Sun Da raised the rpg rapidly and ignited the fire in the direction where the shell just flew over.

But in the next moment, the eyeball ghost saw it.

The man, known as the conductor, seemed to know that Zhai Nan was spying on him through the monster, looked here gracefully, and then smiled slightly.

"Just stay here..."

The air behind him twisted as if it suddenly heated up, and then a small figure walked out of the twist. She was wearing a blood-stained nightgown, and a little rabbit hairpin was tied to her head. She looked around with a dull look without any emotional fluctuations. Her body suddenly collapsed, and countless red rainfall fell from the sky. The rpg made a jingle sound of being hit by the rain, and then maintained its rising speed and slowly melted. In just a few microseconds, it completely disappeared into the rain.

Immediately afterwards, a white-clothed female corpse sealed by a glass coffin was pushed down from the helicopter by a man.

Entering the red rain, the glass coffin melted instantly, and the female corpse was exposed to the air, like a person who had been drowning and suffocating for a long time, suddenly entered the air again and suddenly breathed.

The next moment, she opened her eyes.

Then, from the purely black eye sockets, nostrils, mouth, and ear canals, a tide of spiritual power surged out.

The spiritual power like an electric current flowed into the air, but did not overflow around. Instead, it gathered behind the white-skirted female corpse, then rolled to both sides, and finally formed a pair of huge translucent wings.

Hongyu slowly flew back to the helicopter, condensed into the little girl's feet little by little, her blood-stained nightgown and cheeks, standing behind the man watching the scene.

...

When the dense spiritual power gathered into wings with a length of more than five meters, the female corpse had fallen down and suddenly hovered in the air. The white skirt swung like an angel.

But this angel's seven orifices are evil pure black.

It was also at this time that everyone felt an extremely special force slightly shaking, and the air seemed to turn into burning cotton, spreading extremely fast, and wherever it passed, it turned into an extremely distorted and viscous texture.

On the surface of the town at dusk, the City of Dante was originally repairing its body.

But just at the moment when the angel in white appeared.

The city lighthouse that represents the eyes suddenly lit up with extremely hot yellow light.

Then, he looked at the angel in white.

"It's an attraction..."

Tai Sui's face suddenly became frightened and angry, and he looked fiercely at the angel in white. There were resentment and disbelief, and his voice was trembling, "This angel is the source of the aggregation of distorted monsters in the chicken head area..."

"But at that time it could only attract pollution sources around B..."

"Now, this attraction can even have an impact on level A!"

"Sweet Home...is to keep us all in the dusk town!"

"Buzz--"

"Buzz--"

With this moment, the wilderness ground in this area trembled violently, as if an earthquake occurred. Every high-rise building was squeezing and twisting wildly, forming an extremely absurd and confusing feeling.

It seemed as if I had entered the world in my dream, all the tall buildings converged together and became like a kaleidoscope. Then, with a loud sound, Dante's City rose up, and each tall building was filled with scarlet blood vessels running around like pythons.

"Retreat! Retreat..."

Sun Dafei shouted desperately, but his voice seemed a little weak when he reached his mouth.

Their helicopters have been overturned, all the means of transportation have been destroyed, and the only weapon that can deal with monsters of this level has also been blown up by Sweet Home.

"retreat……"

"Find a way to survive!"

...

...

Zhai Nan stood tremblingly next to the helicopter.

The huge pulse and mental shock, as well as the overwhelming fatigue, made his head blown off.

But when he saw the little girl who could turn into red rain appeared beside the man in a white coat, his heart suddenly stinged.

It was the little girl who lived next door to his clinic.

After being beaten by the drunk father, the little girl came helplessly to find him to put on a band-aid.

How could she be here...

Why did she become a source of pollution... a monster controlled by sweet home?

Did her mother... also put on a white dress and handed it to these people for money by her father...?

Zhai Nan trembled wildly, and a huge amount of malice slowly flowed out of his eyes.
Chapter completed!
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