Don't run, there are monsters everywhere.

"Does the alien look like a human being?" There was a hint of confusion on Balk's face, and he obviously didn't understand what this intermittent message meant.

Guangyuantian didn't pay attention, only thinking that it was because the shielding device had not been completely destroyed.

Although they didn't know exactly what was going on in their territory, the urgent tone in the watch and the noisy sounds meant that the situation was not ideal.

Just because they don't understand doesn't mean that Lin Yi and Zhang Cheng don't understand.

The two subconsciously raised their heads and looked at each other, and unexpectedly thought of the same thing in a tacit understanding.

It's right to think about it. Perhaps compared to the people in Kuwait, they understand this kind of alien better, this kind of——

Aliens who can disguise themselves as humans!

After all, they originally escaped from such a ranch.

"Old guy, what on earth did you do?" Guangyuantian looked back at Heide. He still looked calm and composed, which made Guangyuantian even more angry.

"Mr. Guang, there's no need to be in such a hurry."

The smile on Heide's face became brighter and brighter. Although his eyes looked over, his eyes seemed to see something else.

What did he see?

He saw the future of Kuwait, he saw the future of Vilas.

A country whose survival philosophy is to live in the present actually has a future.

But is this future really beautiful?

"You immortal thing!" Balk was angered by Heide, and his originally strong physique seemed to become even more amazing.

Something seemed to be secreting under his clothes. He raised his hand suddenly, and a ball of orange-yellow liquid flew out from his arm, directly covering Ben's head.

That's——

grease!

Balk's god-given power can directly excrete his own fat in the form of oil and control it.

Of course, this god-given power requires the user to have sufficient fat. Otherwise, once the fat is discharged, the user will die immediately.

"Old man, either tell your people to stop, or you can watch this little bastard die in front of you!"

Balk did not attack Head directly, because in his opinion, Head was still the leader of Vilas.

Therefore, the people of Vilas only obeyed Heide's orders.

"For Kuwait to be able to settle down, there must be sacrifices." Seeing Ben collapse because of the grease on his head, Head was actually indifferent.

This was something Guangyuantian and Balke didn't expect.

"That one is fake!" Zhang Cheng frowned. At this moment, he confirmed his suspicion.

Head came to this meeting with the determination to die. Why would he bring his adopted son with him knowing that this place was extremely dangerous?

Ben is the future successor of Villas Casino, and it is impossible for Head to bring him here.

Therefore, the Ben who appears here is not the real Ben at all, but a fake!

"What?" Balk's face darkened, he raised his hand, and with a squeeze of his palm, the oil covering Ben flew up out of thin air, taking Ben with him.

Balk grabbed Ben's neck and raised his other hand to reach into the grease, wanting to see if Ben's face was real.

But the moment he stretched out his hand, a subtle sound came from Ben's abdomen, and then something familiar came out.

The thing was flexible and soft, covered with barbs, and made people feel inexplicably disgusting at first glance.

Lin Yi remembered this thing, after all, he had been killed by it.

The thing coming out of Ben's abdomen is the tentacles of a mantis!

No, the tentacles on this abdomen are sharper than those of the earlier tentacles. The tops of the tentacles seem to be covered with a thick carapace, and the tips are even spike-shaped.

The tentacle moved extremely fast, and pierced into Balk's body the moment it emerged.

The Nancheng Gang took action quickly, but when they took a step forward, they were blocked by invisible barriers.

"Old guy!" Guangmaotian's face became a little solemn, and he turned to look at Balk. His hands were placed on the wheelchair, and the armrests were emitting a faint light——

That wheelchair is a modified artifact-killing weapon!

Heide is not God's chosen one, but he understands the use of the artifact-killing weapon better than Guangyuantian and Balk.

Different people have weapons that they are good at and bad at, but for Head, he seems to be proficient in them all.

Even if it was an artifact that had never been used before, once it was in his hands, he could use it flexibly in just a few breaths.

The invisible barriers blocking the Nancheng Gang were created by Heide using the energy from the god-given crystals in the armrests of his wheelchair.

"Mr. Balk, you are still so impulsive." Head whispered.

"It's still the same as before, I can't say more than a few words before I take action."

"Old guy, what on earth is this?!" Guangyuetian didn't care about Balk's life or death. Compared with this, he was more curious about what the "Ben" in front of him was.

"Could it be that it's a synthetic alien created by Stryer?"

Synthetic heterogeneity?

Lin Yi shook his head in his heart, no, that is not a synthetic alien, that thing is an alien!

They can disguise themselves as humans and behave exactly like humans.

So, were all these aliens cultivated by Sdrell?

"You don't need to know what this is, you just need to know that this is a gift I have specially prepared for you." Not sure if it was because he was too excited, Heide coughed violently.

As he coughed, there were some mistakes in the use of the God-given crystal, causing several invisible barriers to disappear.

The people of the South City Gang rushed over, but only heard Balk roaring with full confidence: "Get out of here!"

A closer look showed that although all the tentacles of "Ben" were pierced into Balk's body, no blood flowed out of the wound.

The liquid dripping along the tentacles was actually grease!

"I will never be killed by an alien in this life!" Balk threw "Ben" aside with force.

Perhaps because of the grease in the wound, "Ben"'s tentacles were pulled out of the wound in an instant, and the barbs on it hooked out all grease, without any blood or flesh.

I don't know if it's because of the secretion of grease, Balk at this time looks much thinner.

Of course, compared with others, his physique is still terrifyingly strong.

With a "bang", the flying "Ben" hit the invisible barrier. Balk rushed up and grabbed his neck again, pressing "Ben"'s face to the ground and rubbing it hard.

"Let me see what you are?!"

Balk was very strong, but even so, when he pressed "Ben"'s face to the ground and rubbed it, there was no blood, but sporadic sparks.

When "Ben" was lifted up again, half of "Ben"'s face was gone.

No, to be precise, half of the skin was gone, and under the skin was a hard black shell.

"Let's do it." Head said softly, "The chaos in Kuwait should have ended long ago."