Dimensional Corruptor

Chapter 2 Death Crisis
The blood in the body seemed to be flowing backwards, and Bailang couldn't lift a single bit of strength from his entire body, and a severe 'burning pain' came from his left hand, spreading to the entire arm.He felt that his body was being choked by an invisible force, and his toes were lifted off the ground a little bit, like a marionette, suspended in the air, and his limbs were all in pain.

If someone is watching from a special perspective, they can find that the center of the pedestrian passage is shrouded by an invisible enchantment.Passers-by subconsciously ignore it, and avoid detours.

On the other hand, Bailang's body and limbs are entangled by dozens or hundreds of 'blood threads' as thin as silk, connected to some invisible thing 'right above', and the roots are stretched straight, like a salted fish leaving the ocean , was hung to dry, unable to breathe.

These 'blood threads' wrapped around different parts of the body, the ends pierced under the skin, and formed from the blood in his body.

...

The silver-haired woman stopped one meter away from him, looked up and admired it, her bright red lips were particularly eye-catching.The eyes below the bangs show curiosity, like a child stopping in a shopping mall to watch a novelty toy.

In the end, her eyes fell on Bailang's left arm. Several blood lines were moved by invisible force. His left hand was immediately pulled up, and his forearm fell down and swayed back and forth, revealing the distorted 'brand pattern' on the back of his hand. .

After confirming the goods, the woman nodded slightly, still with a strong sense of surprise, and said, "I didn't expect it to be a big boy? I thought it would be some amazing monster. Welcome to Somogo, lucky little guy, this I won't kill you again."

Bailang didn't understand what the other party was saying at all?
He struggled but to no avail, what the other side called 'lucky' was 'very unfortunate' in his opinion.

"You...want to do...what...?" he asked in pain, his throat dry.

The woman did not answer, but carefully observed the changes on the back of his hand.

...

The branding on the left hand hurts into the soul, and the original 'fangs' are disintegrating and spreading little by little, and then reassembled into a blood-red ring.Just as the silver-haired woman was about to enter the next session, a gunshot exploded in Bailang's ear, shattering the invisible barrier, followed by a sudden tinnitus.

The deafening noise of the explosion was like rolling thunder, stirring in the passage, awakening passersby who were numb and stupefied.The barrier of the blind eye disappeared, a living person was suspended in the air, and the exit was instantly messed up into a pot of porridge!

The screams of women and the exclamations of passersby were incessant. People fled, panicked and pushed each other, and the passage was instantly congested.

The woman who controlled Bailang's body trembled violently at the moment of the gunshot, her head was hit by a bullet, and then she leaned back exaggeratedly, her fair neck bent back, making the crisp sound of potato chips being crushed.To keep her balance, her legs took two steps back.

At the same time, more than a dozen of the blood threads wrapped around Bailang's body were also disconnected, allowing him to breathe a little easier and have a little extra strength to struggle and resist.

...

Bai Lang tried to move his fingers, but he was still a drop in the bucket.

Just like a young pickled salted fish that has just landed, has not yet extinguished his longing and hope for the future, thinking that he can turn himself over with hard work?But I don't know that even if a salted fish turns over successfully, the other side is still salted fish! ' true truth.

The first shot has not yet landed, and successive bullets shot towards the woman.The frightened crowd retreated to both sides, making way for a path.

Bailang once again felt the pain of the blood flowing backwards intensifying, the muscles all over his body were cramped and tense, the blue veins on his forehead exploded, and he cried out in pain: "Ah-!"

He was used by women as a 'blood bag', and the denser 'blood lines' ejected from the body, intertwined into a net in the air, and accurately intercepted each bullet, cut it into pieces, deviates from the ballistic trajectory, and scatters it again. , and finally bounced and refracted on the ground wall of the channel, leaving little sparks that spread to the innocent.

...

At this time, the woman held the back of her neck with her right hand, and slammed her head straight with a 'click'.A line of blood fell off his forehead, but no wounds were left.

Her expression was extremely ugly, she stared at the black figure walking across, and complained in a low voice, "Damn hound, your sense of smell is really keen."

Then he said loudly: "This is a private matter within the night, and it has nothing to do with your Excellency, please leave!"

The woman warned with a sullen face, just to delay the time and speed up some kind of ritual process on Bailang.At this moment, his wrist felt like being held down by a soldering iron, hurting to the depths of his soul.

"Joke, the whole city is covered by the shelter, there is nothing we can't control! The space disorder half an hour ago was caused by you, right? It made me run so far. The annoying bugs of the underground organization, There must be a conspiracy behind this... eh? Are you delaying time on purpose?"

As the man spoke, his body suddenly fell low, and then he bent his knees and kicked the ground to accelerate suddenly, and the ground burst!At the same time, a dagger popped out of his sleeve, and he burst out suddenly, his body turned into a gust of wind, and swept past Bailang's side in an instant, leaving an afterimage of purple glow in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the blood lines that wrapped around Bailang were broken, and his body fell heavily on the ground, rolled twice, and finally regained his mobility.However, he lost too much blood, and his body was in severe pain everywhere. His limbs were weak and sore, and he couldn't get up for a while, just like a salted fish leaving the sea, his eyes were weak and his mouth opened and closed.

...

"court death!"

The woman cut off the connection with Bailang, and then became furious. Behind her, denser blood-colored filaments flew out, like sharp arrows, which turned spiritually in the air and shot at the man overwhelmingly.

The opponent's expression remained unchanged, he bent his knees and bent over, clenched his fist and hammered the ground, and immediately raised a purple defensive barrier in front of him, intercepting [-]% of the bright red and bouncing away, but it was still pierced by sporadic blood lines.

And he also took the opportunity to eject backwards, and accelerated in the second stage. During the process of flying back at extreme speed, he grabbed Bailang's body and dragged him away together.

"Huh? Transformation Ceremony?"

The man was attracted by the burning mark on the back of Bailang's hand, and then stunned: "Your target is him? What's so special about him?" He couldn't help but take a serious look. Sure enough, he smelled a different breath from Bailang, and then suddenly, The eyes also changed from the previous casual to greedy: "It's an alien! Is that real?!"

His heart was beating wildly, he quickly swung the dagger, the purple blade light flashed away, cut off Bailang's left arm, blood spurted outwards, and bloody heat rose up?
"Ahhhh!"

The tortured Bailang opened his eyes angrily, looking at the broken arm that fell in front of him, he was full of uncontrollable murderous intent and hatred, looked at the man in black fiercely, and scolded furiously: "I! Fuck! Ni! Ma! !!"

boom!
Before he finished speaking, he was kicked into the corner by the man and forcibly protected.Because the corner is the safest and least vulnerable place at present.

"Leave people behind, or don't blame me for killing people!" The woman was still worried, but at this time, her killing intent was also overflowing, and she rushed forward without any restraint.

"Female bedbug! Kill it, and see if you can escape? As for this guy, I have a reservation!"

The black-clothed man's expression gradually became solemn, and he suddenly flung the dagger in his hand, nailing Bailang's right hand to the floor, preventing him from moving and escaping.

The dark purple substance seeped out from the wound, crawling all over the palm little by little, twisting and moving irregularly; at the same time, they also penetrated rapidly in the flesh and blood, causing a burning pain no worse than the previous left arm.

"Go for it!" Bai Lang scolded through gritted teeth, frantically questioning in his heart, why is he so unlucky?

(End of this chapter)