Honkai is the demon of fire

In the light, the research institute dead man is advancing to a certain advanced form, and the large white research uniform has turned into a flying butterfly, dancing around her constantly.

The appearance gradually becomes younger, and the unhealthy complexion gradually becomes rosy and fair, just like a young girl.

Chu Ge silently gave a thumbs up in his heart.

Five generations sincerely do not deceive me.

This scene is even more exciting than the Welfare Fan without Holy Light!This is not a show, it is clearly a female Bodhisattva!

The red and white sailor suit has been reorganized, a pair of bright black knee socks, pink shoulder-length short hair, and a bob hairstyle give people a fresh and cute feeling.

Black gloves wrapped her palm, and a huge weapon with a strange shape appeared in her hand.

The end of the handle is shaped like a human bone, and the back end of the dark red scythe is a silver-white ax blade. Looking at it as a whole, it looks like a sickle for harvesting life.

Chu Ge had a surprised expression, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, as if he had thought of something.

"Is this an evolution from a growth stage to a mature stage?"

032. Don't blink, this is the last monster you'll see!

In the dark alleyway, the sickle cast a dazzling arc, and the rainwater splashed into a circle.

The fatal attack that cut off the rain curtain was dodged by Chu Ge by jumping back.

The sound of piercing blades was mixed with the sound of wind and rain, and the rain continued to slide down the blade of the sickle.

Chu Ge lowered his head slowly, the cloth on his chest cracked silently, and a pale white mark on his skin gradually faded away.

Good news: no defense...

Bad news: Maybe tomorrow's headlines will be 'Shock!A man ran with his upper body naked on a rainy night. Is it broken emotions?Or a moral twist? '

Chu Ge grinned, looking curiously at the dead guard in front of him.

"Well, girl, can your sickle shoot garlic?""

The delicate body of the dead guard suddenly stopped, and then the scythe in his hand swung more vigorously, countless arcs flashed, and the death field caused by the scythe approached Chu Ge crazily.

But every fatal swing was easily dodged by the opponent.

Stepping back, sliding, water splashed rapidly under the man's feet.

Like in the light of a knife, holding an invisible elegant lady, dancing a soul tango together.

Never before has any human being danced gracefully under such a fierce attack.

Ten or so minutes later, the guards were like a tired god of death, the light sickle gradually slowed down, and the frequency of waving it also decreased.

The concrete walls and even the ground on both sides left countless criss-cross knife marks.

And observing enough Chu Ge jumped.

The figure and the opponent quickly pulled away, and the distance continued to lengthen.

"Originally I planned to use a knife to pick out the weird crystals on your chest, but now I have changed my mind." Chu Ge said lightly, "You are worthy of me using it."

Reaching into his pocket, he took out a card.

With gilded edges, the rectangular card coated with a special metal film layer shone with a faint luster.

The ground under the foot of the dead guard suddenly shook violently, and the lotus-like ripples in the puddle continued to spread.

In the next second, the hard concrete floor cracked, and countless soils poured up, twisting and rotating as if given life, and the contours kept changing.

On the surface of the card, hair-thin arcs flickered.

At the moment when the sculpture was completed, Chu Ge threw out the card in his hand and spun into the huge body of the sculpture.

Turn static into dynamic.

Under the ancient power, a bright light erupted on the back of the dark sculpture, tearing through the dark alleyway.

The silver-white metallic luster continued to smudge, eroding the jet-black sculpture at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The world view of guarding the dead has collapsed.

Everything she believed in was completely shattered, and the world was not what she imagined.

A burly figure like a mountain stood in the white light, and the steel wings flickering with pale electricity slowly stretched in the alleyway, the height even surpassed the electric poles, the scales of the whole body glowed with a cold metal light, and countless sharp metal dorsal fins spread all the way to the tail .

The three metal dragon heads slowly raised up, the face was full of sharp lines, and the three pairs of long and narrow eyes lit up with blue, yellow, and red lights in turn.

The thunderous roar shattered the raindrops in the floating light, the ferocious jaw opened, and the fine particles like electric light were exhaled.

The clouds in the sky suddenly stirred, and branch-shaped lightning flashed, as if they were shining in response.

The dead guard looked up anxiously.

The huge bodies of the three giant steel dragons almost occupied the entire alley, staring at her unkindly.

"Don't blink, this is the last monster you'll see."

Accompanied by the sound of Chu Ge's death sentence, the three-headed steel dragon's mouth flashed with thunder.

At the moment of energy storage, an invisible electronic storm erupted from the wings of steel, the transformer that had been destroyed by Chu Ge was completely scrapped, and the blue high-voltage current crazily rushed towards the electronic ultimate dragon.

The electricity in the entire area is being drawn, and the lights are turned off one by one from near to far.

If you take a bird's eye view from the top of the tallest building on Twilight Street, you will suddenly find that an area in the southwest direction has suddenly darkened.

Similarly, a more intense white light also rises.

Three flashes full of death and destruction burst out from the mouth of the electronic ultimate dragon, like meteors falling from the sky, the light that was set off instantly drowned the dead guards, and then was instantly annihilated in the dazzling white light.

Moving forward with the shock wave of destruction, with the three dragon heads of the electronic ultimate dragon suddenly lifted, the white light stream shot towards the pitch-black sky.

In just a few seconds, the sky above the heads of the people in Twilight Street suddenly lit up.

Chu Ge stretched out his palm, and the rain stopped.

Chu Ge narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at the glazed ground, "Let's go, it's over."

The Electronic Ultimate Dragon lowered his head in confusion, his three heads tilted as if he was not very smart, and Baba stared at his master, as if waiting for praise.

"I can't take you to a hotel with your body type."

There was a wry smile on the corner of Chu Ge's mouth, as if the trouble was a bit big, and the entries in the card settings were not detailed enough.

……

Why does it feel a bit silly, is it possible to trade attack power with IQ?

There were bright blue ripples on the chest of the Electronic Ultimate Dragon, and the metallic card slowly emerged and floated back into Chu Ge's palm.

The energy stored in the card decreased by one-fifth, and the metallic luster on the surface also dimmed a bit.

This gorgeous debut, annihilating the enemy unit as one, caused an inestimable extent of damage, but after all, it is not my own home, and I don’t feel bad if it is demolished.

The little monster next door is ruining Kyoto every day, and the Tokyo Tower has become an old actor.

Putting the card back into his pocket, Chu Ge walked slowly towards the ruins. As he walked farther and farther, the metallic luster on the electronic ultimate dragon behind him continued to fade.

In the end, the huge electronic ultimate dragon sculpture collapsed and turned into a pile of dirt again.

"Wait, the driver ran away, how should I go back?"

Chu Ge, who walked out of the alley, thought of this matter depressingly, and suddenly found that the lights of the police car on the side of the road were still flashing, and a bunch of black keys were inserted into the keyhole at the bottom right of the steering wheel. After hesitating for half a second, Chu Ge resolutely sat on it. police car.

If you don't experience a Los Santos five-star arrest warrant in reality, your life will be more or less regrettable.

Hammering the satellite positioning system on the police car into deformation, tearing it off and throwing it out of the window, Chu Ge hummed a song, and turned on the lights calmly.

The front of the car instantly pulled out two bright beams of light, illuminating the dark road ahead.

Listening to the deep roar of the engine, I almost forgot that most of the foreign police officers were converted from sports cars.

On the street, more and more people came out to complain about the power outage.

Chu Ge turned the steering wheel violently, and the police car made a 360-degree turn on the road, making people feel the harsh sound of tires grinding through the long silent night.

Then walked away.

033. Hulk must have done it!

Last night's rain still remained on the glass, and the shimmering sky was as clear as washing.

Several police cars with flashing lights were parked outside the ruins, and the cordon that had been re-stretched was as dense as a spider weaving a web. About ten police officers stood outside the cordon.

One of the officers yawned, and then, contagiously, several officers yawned as well.

When interacting with his wife or lover in bed in the middle of the night, he was pulled to the scene of the crime by an emergency phone call, and then was taken over by unidentified people, and then he was reduced to standing guard outside the cordon.

"Who are those mysterious guys? They have created biochemical suits." A police officer couldn't help but complain.

For those of them who go for a drive and patrol the streets with the wind, and fish in troubled waters against the wind, standing on duty all night in the cold wind is already worthy of the salary.

"God knows, anyway, the sky is falling, and there are people above to support it."

"You can't see it, we have seen that scene..."

In the ruins inside the cordon, a group of guys wearing heavy white chemical protective suits and oxygen masks on their faces stepped carefully on the glazed ground with leather shoes, staring nervously at the radiation detectors in their hands.

If you can complain, you must take off your oxygen mask and yell at the person in charge.

Find a clue with a hammer, and the whole scene is like being plowed by a rocket, and any clues are evaporated.

How do you ask them to find evidence?Does a tilapia found in a sewer count as evidence?

Compared with the two waves of people inside, the police officers who were responsible for intercepting the reporters who smelled blood and gathered like swimming sharks, and kept mechanically repeating "no comment, waiting for the results of the investigation" were even more collapsed than them.

The reporters were carrying long guns and short cannons, and the interview microphones were about to be stuffed into their noses.

In the end, it was the deputy director who came slowly, with weak legs, and invited the reporters to wait in a nearby shed for a press conference.

The refugee shelter was equally lively.

Some of the reporters who could not get first-hand information turned their attention to them.

A blond female reporter with a live broadcast on straightened her clothes, put on a professional smile, and handed the microphone to an old man.

"Hello, can this old gentleman interview you?"

The old man with the blue blanket on his shoulders nodded quickly, with a sincere and eager face, as if he knew a secret that no one knew.

"No problem at all! I've seen it all!"

The female reporter laughed, "What did the old man see?"

"I saw the perpetrator!" the old man swore, and even lifted his cuffs to reveal burn marks.

"Can you describe it?"

"Red and blue outfits, it was too dark last night, he seemed to be wearing underwear on the outside, tights and a cape is simply a pervert! His eyes can emit laser light, hey, hey, he put my wheelchair Burn it!" The old man's voice suddenly rose.

At this time, a young man in hip-hop squeezed in, raised his hands high, "Don't listen to his nonsense!"

"I clearly saw a man with blond hair, holding a hammer in his hand... oh, he has very big pectoral muscles!"

"Okay, thank you gentleman for the clue."

The hostess retracted the microphone gracefully and politely, "How about we continue to interview other witnesses? I believe everyone in front of the TV must be looking forward to the truth of the matter."

The camera turned around and focused on a woman.

It was a woman with sunken eye sockets and thin cheeks, slightly dull blue eyes, and a little dry hair.

When the microphone was handed to her, his expression was slightly stunned.

"I was a little high at that time, and I don't know the details, but what is certain is that he is handsome, and his archery skills are a bit bad, and he was knocked down by a few villains."

The hostess suddenly felt that she should have taken the wrong medicine today.

Why did the people interviewed always give her a sense of déjà vu, but they couldn't find a reason to refute it.

At this time, a little boy in the crowd suddenly got out, jumped excitedly, and shouted at the camera: "I know! I know! It's Iron Man. He also broke the wall of my house and took a piece of food from the refrigerator. Can of Coca-Cola!"

……

Well, is there still Pepsi to advertise later?