The battle ended quickly. Although dudean felt that he could kill them, he didn't expect it to be so relaxed. He suddenly felt that he underestimated his actual combat ability. Maybe it was a little difficult compared with Hiro, a top man in the wilderness, but compared with ordinary pioneers, he left behind a lot.
He put away the demon body, took out a small bottle from his arms, came to the giant ape youth, poured a few drops of water from the small bottle on the blood hole in his chest, and then came to the Snake Girl and put some drops into the wound on her neck.
Although I don't know it's too late, if we succeed, we can produce two more pioneer corpses.
If he wants to give himself room for growth, he must push the chaos in the inner wall area to the extreme.
At the moment, all the people in the basement are rushing out of the base even though the alarm is ringing from each floor of the base.
He galloped all the way and killed the researchers who were in the way. A few minutes later, in a laboratory on the eighth floor of the underground base, he looked at the old man with white beard and his young female assistant in front of him. Now that he was able to identify the doctor of the Magic Research Institute from his clothes and work cards, he said to the old man, "hand over the Holy Blood here, as well as the gods and insects."
The young assistant, trembling with fear, turned pale and shrank behind the old man with white beard.
In the corridor outside the laboratory, the bodies of the staff in white overalls fell to the ground, and the corridor was dyed red with blood, like human purgatory.
The white bearded old man gazed at dudean and said, "even if you kill me, you won't get it!"
"I know, Poland told me that if you want to get the God bug, you must have your password, otherwise the contents will be destroyed." With blood on his hand, dudean looked calm and indifferent, and said, "old man, don't be hard on me. You will pay the price you don't want to see."
"If you have the ability, you will kill me!" The old man with white beard was staring at him fearlessly.
Dudean's eyes were light, and he looked at him for a moment. Suddenly, he raised his hand, and a sharp blade rose from under his arm, which pierced the chest of the young assistant behind the old man. The sharp blade protruded from behind her back and lifted her up.
"Think about it?" "I'll give you three seconds, and I'll stop in time, and she'll survive."
The old man with white beard looked at him angrily. He clenched his fist and shivered. He gritted his teeth and said, "you, you!"
With a wave of his arm, the young woman's assistant swung out like a sandbag, bumping into the door next to her and gasping.
"I will not let you go even if I die!" The white bearded old man grinned at him and pointed his finger at the tip of dudean's nose. "You can't die well!"
Dudean said slowly, "even if you don't say it, it doesn't matter. If I can come here smoothly, I still know something about you. You are not afraid of death. What about your relatives? If you think they are not afraid of death, you can continue to be stubborn. It doesn't matter. I can continue to go to the Institute in the next city. I believe that the next person should not be as stupid as you
The old man with white beard widened his eyes with a trace of panic.
"Your stubbornness will only kill the next research institute, and you will lose your own life. You should learn more from chamanson and Poland, and you will simply surrender and give me everything." Duran continues to bully and seduce.
Ten minutes later, dudean left the Institute with two big bags. One bag contained the semifinished product "black prison" produced by the Institute, and the God insects in the iron bottle. On the eighth floor of the underground base, the old man with white beard fell in front of the oval metal instrument for cultivating the insect, and was punctured in the chest.
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