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But anyway, after so many battles, Xia Ren's combat experience has long been tempered to perfection.

Compared with the dangers encountered before, this level can only be regarded as pediatrics.

Huge tentacles protruded from the back of the head, and the dense white suction cups on it stuck to the ceiling, creating a strong adsorption force.

Although the tentacles cannot be used as an attack, there is no problem in using them as a means of displacement.

Relying on this power, his body was like a ghost, rising abruptly into the air, and the encircling situation was resolved in an instant.

The two heretics did not expect this situation, and their movements were temporarily slow.

Xia Ren seized the opportunity, hung in the air, and swooped down towards one of them. At the same time, he swung out the crowbar and hit the opponent's door directly.

The pagan reacted relatively quickly, and was about to be headshot in front of him. When Qianjun shot, he raised his arms, trying to block the blow.

But he obviously underestimated the power of the crowbar and Xia Ren's strength.

The moment the two came into contact, the pagan let out a tragic wail, his body flew upside down, and slammed into the pillar in the basement fiercely. The force was so great that the load-bearing pillar made of reinforced concrete The one that was hit nearly collapsed and almost broke.

The entire ground trembled, and a terrifying loud noise echoed in the empty basement, but what Xia Ren didn't expect was that the pagan lay on the floor, and instead of dying on the spot, he was still trying to get up again.

The tragedy of the companion did not affect the actions of the other heretic.

In a short period of time, he had already seen Xia Ren's flaws, and jumped up on the spot. The target was not Xia Ren, but the tentacles.

Xia Ren's flexibility relies heavily on the tentacles, and the latter is attached to the ceiling, making them a fixed target.

His idea was good, and his insight was very keen, but unfortunately, the tentacles could be retracted and released freely, and his blow with full confidence missed nothing.

The remaining heretic quickly reacted, and his body twisted strangely in mid-air, turning his belly up.

Relying on the momentum of the jump, he grasped the ceiling with all four limbs like a gecko.

Xia Ren had just retracted his tentacles, but his body was still in the air, one meter above the ground. Looking at the opponent's posture, he immediately sensed a hint of danger in his heart.

"Kakakakaka..."

The pagan made a sound like a plank snapping, his limbs exerted force, his body was like a meteorite, and it quickly fell towards Xia Ren.

In mid-air, Xia Ren had nowhere to rely, so he could only stretch out his legs and kick towards the opponent's chest, avoiding physical contact between the two as much as possible.

He felt that he was stepping on a stone slab, and the hardness of the opponent's body was simply outrageous.

The effect of force is reciprocal, the heathen himself is very fast, and Xia Ren's kick made his chest sag directly.

But at the moment when the two briefly touched and then separated, because of the injury, the heretic opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of sticky blood clots, which fell straight on Xia Ren's face. dirty blood.

The heretic was kicked out by Xia Ren forcibly, and Xia Ren himself fell to the ground due to the strong reaction force.

Qin Yun watched the battle anxiously from a distance. She really wanted to step forward to help, but she also knew her own strength. In the past, she could only add to the chaos.

The pagan who was kicked by Xia Ren happened to land near the entrance of the basement. He vomited a few more mouthfuls of blood, and then clutched his chest, trying to escape.

At this time, Xia Ren was still lying on the ground. The impact hit his head just now, his vision was pitch black, and he was also accompanied by severe tinnitus.

Qin Yun couldn't just watch the enemy run away, she bit her lip, and was about to chase towards the stairs, but when she passed by Xia Ren, he grabbed her ankle.

"Don't chase, let him go."

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Chapter 431 A Lonely Journey

"But."

Qin Yun lowered her head and met Xia Ren's firm gaze.

When she raised her head again and looked towards the stairs, the pagan figure had disappeared, leaving only a black bloodstain on the ground.

"Why let him go, in case..."

"it does not matter."

Xia Ren stood up from the ground and moved his body.

Then, he looked at the back of his left hand.

The dirty blood that just fell on it has been thrown out by him. Although nothing can be seen on the surface for the time being, in fact, the skin on the back of the hand that was stained with dirty blood has been infected by the unknown fungus like a tentacle. up.

Xia Ren and Qin Yun briefly explained.

Just a few seconds ago, when he fell to the ground, he experienced a strange feeling through the fungus on the back of his hand.

This feeling is - connection.

His connection with the heretic.

Like the mother, and its ramets.

"That's why I let the other party go. If nothing unexpected happens, the heretic must go back and report, and I can use this to track down their lair."

Hall said that his boss had mentioned Beyond, and that boss, now dead in this basement, should have been killed by a real estate agent.

Another member of the sect died here together. According to Hall's description, Xia Ren was basically sure that his boss had been polluted and even became a heretic.

Therefore, if you want to obtain the substance called "transcendence" that can inhibit the growth of fungi, the currently known method is to investigate the alien faction.

Qin Yun looked at Xia Ren who was talking about the plan, feeling a little unbelievable.

He actually made such a bold and correct decision in such a short period of time.

Having been by Xia Ren's side for so long, Qin Yun has never seen him display this talent so intuitively.

"Is there something on my face?"

After Xia Ren finished speaking, seeing that Qin Yun was still staring blankly at her face, she couldn't help asking.

"No, that's right, it's pretty nice."

Qin Yun was a little incoherent.

Xia Ren felt a little puzzled, but he didn't care too much.

He walked to the weighing column that was about to collapse, pulled out the crowbar, and inserted it into the chest of the heathen who was still struggling.

The latter uttered a final cry and died.

Because he was afraid of the fungus on the heretics, Xia Ren didn't dare to let the crowbar devour the energy in his body.