Big guys are my vests

Quietly, the singularity was annihilated in the hands of "Central Plains Chuya".

All those who witnessed that scene will never forget the red light that flashed in the night, the fire that soared into the sky lit up, and everything disappeared.

Except for the initial damage caused by the singularity when the brown-haired man did not appear, there were no other casualties.

The helpless enemies in Yokohama were easily dealt with by the newly promoted reserve cadres of the port mafia.

One by one, the conscious bodies fell into a deep sleep again, and Ritsu Tsukimi's control over his body dropped sharply.

The power from the ancient gods is extremely powerful, but after all, it is only a human body that carries the energy of Huangba.

Under the condition of no burden at all, even if Huangba is overly driven to vomit, it will only take a certain amount of time to recover, but the current situation.

Every time the ability is overloaded, the life of the body is overdrawn.

Tsukimi Ritsu closed his eyes tightly, and his eyeballs rolled uneasily. In order to preserve each consciousness, he had to re-divide Huangbatu and carefully protect each consciousness.

So much so that after solving the singularity, he had no time to take care of the rapidly falling body.

Let the wind blow gravel and graze the side of his neck, forearm, cheek...

The energy that enveloped Yokohama City returned to the body of the red-haired youth, and the dark red energy that protected the youth became an obstacle to help him at this moment.

The incomparable potential energy came down heavily, causing the Supernatural Secret Service to be helpless for a while. No one could survive under the unknown multiples of gravity. They could only watch the red-haired youth fall from the sky.

The Sanhuamao came out of the temporary safety zone built by Huangbatu, looked anxiously at the figure of "Central Plains Chuya", and couldn't help meowing in anxiety.

Suddenly, a figure wrapped in dark red energy flashed past.

He's a kid from the Central Plains family.

In the Central Plains, the pollution is also controlled to reduce the gravity, and the concrete floor under the feet is cracked into the shape of a spider web.

Just as Tsukimi Ritsu finally adjusted and appeased all the conscious bodies in his body, separated them separately and stored them in his brain, and opened his eyes again, he caught sight of the tip of the canopy of the street tree from the corner of his eye.

Is he... about to fall to the ground?

Suddenly a familiar breath penetrated into the tip of his nose, and he touched Zhong Yuanzhong's still immature but reliable shoulder, and the dirty energy steadily resolved his downward trend.

"Brother, brother," Zhong Yuan Zhong also gritted his teeth and shouted, looking at the blood stains on the young man's cheek, he couldn't say anything serious.

"Don't try to get away with it, what are those voices?"

Tsukimi Ritsu's head was dizzy, and it was too much to forcibly develop the brain area for the conscious body to use, and his vision was a little blurred.

Strange, are the street lights that dim?

The brown-haired man blinked his eyes in confusion, and then suppressed his strangeness as if to cover up something.

He didn't seem to feel the small wounds on his body, and he curled the corner of his mouth unconsciously: "You heard, it's the other experimental subjects."

"Our strength comes from Huangba." Tsukimi Riko stood up, his vision still blurred, and he realized that this time the price paid by his body was beyond the tolerance.

Dark red energy flowed down from his body, encircling Zhongya Zhongyuan.

"Aragami, the power of the gods."

Just like every conscious body can accept the power of Huangbatu, Nakahara Chuya has a stronger ability to accept the power of Tsukimi Ritsu, and welcomes it naturally.

"Zhongye, the Huang Ba spit in your body restored by technology is not complete, so it is difficult to control or even out of control."

A gleam of admiration flashed in Tsukimi Ritsu's eyes. Chuya Chuya's physical strength, coupled with the high degree of integration with Huangbatu, is definitely more successful than the tens of thousands of clones studied by the Academy City Laboratory.

Zhongyuanzhong also felt that the originally closed filth was slightly loosened. The power of the same source easily knocked on the door of filth, and the originally unruly ability began to actively communicate with itself.

"There is a closed city outside this world - Academy City." The dark red energy condensed a city model in his hands.

"The ultimate goal of Academy City's ability development is 'SYSTEM-to become a person who descended into the mortal world just like the will of the gods'*. I am the No. [-] experimental subject, the only natural person who has completely integrated the Rage God."

"The existence of a natural person's body has limits." He rolled up his cuffs. Apart from a few hideous scars on his forearm, there were some bloodstains cut from branches and gravel on his wrist, which oozes quietly. Under his squeeze, The wound opened easily.

He was doing something that hurt himself, but the expression of the red-haired man didn't change, as if he couldn't feel the pain.

Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly changed his face, firmly grasped his right hand that was about to continue moving, and raised it, "What are you doing!"

The red-haired young man looked at him suspiciously, not understanding why he was suddenly upset.

Zhong Yuan also had something in his throat. He remembered that young people always take care of children subconsciously, but they don't care much about themselves.

Tsukimi Ritsu looked in the direction where he was holding his wrist, and continued: "Because of accepting power that doesn't belong to me, the recovery level of this body is far lower than that of a supernatural person, and also lower than that of ordinary people."

"For this, they want to create a sufficiently strong body transplant, Huangbatu."

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked over, the shallow wound was not stopped under the action of platelets, but was bleeding firmly.

Compared with himself or Youren, the recovery speed is much faster than this.

No wonder the young man's heartbeat is always extremely heavy, he thought it was the reason for the experiment.Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the filth itself...

"Can't we separate the Huangba spit?" Zhong Yuanzhong also pursed his lips, "I can protect my brother."

He is in good health, not affected by filth and filth, and he doesn't need youth to consume his health to support the sky, and he can do it.

"It's not the time yet." Tsukimi Ritsu nodded his brain, "Here lives the consciousness of [-] experimental subjects."

Zhong Yuan's pupils constricted, he couldn't believe it, "[-], [-]?!"

"Other people can't fuse with Huang Batu, they can only create clones through me, but from number 1 to 30000 are all defective clones. If they are allowed to destroy the experimental bodies, all the people in the Central Plains will also die."

"Before I escape the control, I can only apply to kill them with my own hands..." The red-haired young man turned his eyes away and said these words in a low voice, "The only thing I can do is to open my brain and accept them."

He is an out-and-out executioner and cannot be whitewashed.

Nakahara Chuya's mind went blank, he couldn't imagine what it would be like to carry so many lives at the same time.

In the port mafia, he has seen many people take a life lightly, but no one has ever taken the initiative to shoulder the shackles and take an unbearable burden.

"Now, I have found a way to recover every experimental subject."

"What method?" Nakahara Chuya asked subconsciously.

"Use Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's supernatural power crystal to create singularities." Tsukimi Ritou's eyes flashed, "No matter how powerful the energy of Huang Ba's spit is, the rules will not allow [-] of the same existence, but every time the supernatural power crystal Each one is different."

"Combined with the power of Huangbatu, I can create a container that can hold a conscious body."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also slightly suffocated, everything sounded good, but he always felt that something was wrong, and he just wanted to tell him that the other party must have something to hide from him.

Tsukimi Ritsu took a step, didn't notice the ridge under her feet, and staggered slightly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also held his wrist firmly, and a chill appeared in his heart.

There is nothing in the world without paying a price, but what is the cost of continuously accommodating [-] conscious bodies...

[Target has 20% trust in the source of the tester, and the role status has been updated. 】

The moment the system prompted, Risu Tsukimi's vision suddenly became clear.If the damage level of the body reached 30% before, it has now returned to 10% after reset.

Facing Nakahara Chuya's worried eyes, Tsukimi Ritsu adjusted his breath and wanted to pat the boy on the head, but the other party avoided him awkwardly.

"Just a momentary loss of strength."