League of Legends God-level Summoner

Fred chose the former, he wanted to take his father and escape from this sea of ​​fire.

As long as the guys from Zaan behind him kept their promise and didn't catch up, Fred knew a way to the outside world from the deep mountains and forests in front of him.

However, many things always go against what people think.

In other words, the plan cannot keep up with the changes.

Just as Fred and his son were walking forward among the crowd, suddenly a burst of screams broke out from the crowd in front.

What's going on? Fred thought to himself, and helped his father take a few steps forward. He saw a guy who looked like a human but not human. His right arm had become more than five times thicker than before. His eyes were in It turned into blood red at this moment, waving his right arm as thick as a tree trunk, and suddenly hit the person next to him.

Tamya, are you crazy! She is your wife!! Beside the man who seemed to be in madness, an old woman held his wrist and persuaded him hard.

The man pushed the old woman away with one palm, and at the same time, he grabbed a woman who was lying on the ground and lifted her up by grabbing her neck with his hands.

The surrounding residents pushed aside one after another, fearing that it would affect them.

Tamya... you... The woman was grabbed by the man's neck and lifted up. It was very difficult to even speak.

Die! The man roared like a wild beast, then he lifted her and slammed her against the tree trunk next to her.

Bang!! The woman's head exploded like a watermelon, red and white things scattered all over the floor, and her body twitched twice as if in extreme pain, and then lost all signs of life.

Ah!!! Everyone around them screamed and turned back towards the original road.

But who knew that the road leading to the foot of the mountain would be blocked by Carlos and a group of reptiles.

I allow you to leave, but I don't allow you to come back. Carlos pushed up his glasses and showed an extremely cruel smile, Come on, the killing feast, start now, if you want to get out of here alive, you have to Kill everyone around you, only in this way can you be qualified to live.

How could... Fred was mixed in the crowd, with a look of despair in his eyes.

This guy has no intention of letting his group of people leave here alive. He wants to drive everyone away!

The people of Jacob City were just his experimental subjects. He only wanted to record the differences in the experimental subjects after taking the mutation potion and record the data.

As for these experimental subjects...

Of course, it's best to be dead. Dead people are more peaceful, right?

At this moment, the crowd on the left once again erupted into screams. The mutant medicine had a huge effect on a small man, rapidly changing the genes in his body.

He was originally short, but at this moment he continued to grow bigger, bursting the clothes on his body.

No, it hasn't stopped yet. His body continues to grow, reaching more than twice its original size. Even the skin on the outside is bursting due to the sudden increase in size, and blood continues to flow from his body. Coming out, the bright red muscle tissue also erupted outwards at this moment, like tender meat that had been torn open.

Well, let's see... Carlos pressed a small button on his glasses. The image of the mutated guy reflected in his glasses was a human body composed of a set of data. The data in the human body was constantly changing. .

Experiment No. 4358, is it expanding? Carlos' glasses can record everything, and he does not need to manually record the data.

Go to hell!! A low roar broke out from the crowd on the right, and one person...

No, it can no longer be called a person. That guy has mutated into something that cannot be described in words. All the joints are weirdly twisted to the point where ordinary people cannot twist them, and his face has become very strange. Twisted, and finally transformed into something that no one has ever seen before.

Experimental Subject No. 2976, unknown, this data must be kept separately. Carlos took out a gun as long as an arm from the storage bag in his sleeve, pulled the trigger, and the gun sprayed out light blue. Colored gas.

Wherever the gas passed, even the air began to solidify rapidly. When it came into contact with people, those who were fleeing were instantly frozen into ice cubes.

Soon, a small area in front of Carlos was completely frozen, and people were frozen into ice sculptures.

Carlos stepped forward and pushed aside the person in front of him. The figure that had been frozen into an ice sculpture shattered with a gentle push from him and fell down. He stood in front of the unknown experimental subject and gently He gently uprooted it and put it into a storage bag.

Then, he raised his wrist and looked at the time, ...Five minutes are up. The number of mutants is 153. The mutation percentage is about 2%. This batch of newly prepared mutant medicine seems to be somewhat unsatisfactory and cannot be invested. Used in the military.

Carlos sighed softly and turned to glance at the group of reptiles behind him. Clean this place up. Everyone can eat it. It's all your food.

As his words fell, the reptiles roared and then rushed into the crowd. Their rampage smashed the people who were frozen into ice sculptures to pieces. Their goal was the remaining group of people. No mutations occurred, and no one was frozen.

Soon, there were screams one after another in the mountains, each one more miserable than the other.

You will go to hell...you beast...you actually destroyed my country...my people... Looking at the scene of blood and flesh in front of him, Franks was trembling all over, and he pushed Fred away. , drew out the long sword worn on his waist, and rushed towards Carlos with old steps.

The God of Jacob will judge you!! Suffer death!! Franks struck Carlos with a sword.

Ding! There was only a buzzing sound, and the sword in Franks' hand broke, but Carlos was not damaged at all. He turned around slowly as if he had just noticed someone rushing over, and glanced at Franks.

If I remember correctly, you are the king of this country, right? You haven't mutated...but that's not important anymore. Carlos touched his chin, How about tonight's feast, you will definitely feel it Are you very happy? Your country is so beautiful with the fireworks blooming at this moment. Carlos turned sideways, and behind him was Jacob's City burning with fierce flames.

You devil... Franks picked up the broken sword and rushed forward again.

Bang! Carlos kicked Franks directly in the abdomen, sending him flying backwards. At the same time, he took out a tissue from his windbreaker pocket, wiped his shoes gently, and looked at him coldly. Franks, who vomited blood, said, You are an old man, so you shouldn't imitate other people's sword-playing skills. What should you do if you flash your waist?

Fred rushed forward at this time, picked up his father, turned around and ran towards the mountains.

As he ran, he gritted his teeth and tears rolled in his eyes.

He had never suffered such humiliation, but he had no strength to resist.

Unbeatable...

Can't beat it no matter what.

These guys are really too strong.

Oh? There's another one. Carlos pulled out a small-caliber pistol from his storage bag and pointed it at Fred's right leg.

Bang. He whispered, and then the bullet flew out quickly and hit Fred's right leg accurately. He stumbled and fell to the ground.

Crack. This was the sound of a bullet being loaded. Fred turned over with difficulty, only to find that Carlos had already walked in front of him, looked down at him, and put a gun against his head.

Good night, sweet dreams. Carlos smiled and pulled the trigger in his hand.

Brush! At this time, a sound of breaking wind came from not far away, and then Carlos seemed to be attacked by a heavy object. His whole body flew backwards like a cannonball, breaking several tree trunks one after another. It dragged a deep ravine on the ground before it could stop.

A figure slowly emerged with raging green-blue static electricity all over his body. Under his feet, a gust of wind was spinning at a high speed like a whirlpool.

Suicide, I only give you three seconds.