MTL - After the Global Evolution, I Stand at the Top of the Food Chain-Chapter 96 096

96/Seven Streams

The second floor of the castle was probably originally used by the main owner to rest and entertain guests.

In the balcony garden, all kinds of flowers have withered, and now only blood-colored thorns are left.

The whole second floor, except for some weird oil paintings, inexplicable blood and tears, statues, **** handprints on the walls, unknown white bones in the corners, and ubiquitous reliefs of octopus tentacles, in general, it is still Very safe.

This safety means that as long as you can overcome your fears and have sufficient food and water, even ordinary people can live on the second floor safely for years.

[Except these three bosses. There are no soldiers in the manor who can gain experience, because they are all eaten up. ]

[After all, it is the original source of black fog, and there are few people visiting here. Everyone will be hungry. Only eat pollutants and barely get by. ]

[The last pollutant is a mutated mouse. About thirty-seven years ago, the three bosses made the mutated mouse the fattest and tenderest. Who will fight the buttocks. The doctor was beaten by a businessman and his wife because he was an outsider, and his brain flew to the wall. He dug for a long time. ]

[It has to be said that it is indeed a miracle that Uriel's body is well preserved. ]

[Oh, of course, it's also possible that the truth would have been surgically altered, making Uriel's corpse smell off-putting. ]

On the 2nd and 3rd floors, there is a stairwell with a lock. The lock on the top has long been rusted. Michael grabbed the frame, shook it vigorously, and successfully removed the iron.

The third floor is the top floor of the castle. The moonlight came in from the outside, and even if there was no light, he could barely clear the scene inside.

It's like a delivery room. In the hall, there are many cribs.

As soon as Lu Yan arrived, all the cribs could be heard whimpering and crying.

The cribs were covered with a white cloth, and there seemed to be something twisting under them. A mass of deep and shallow bloodstains spread on the white cloth.

The temperature on the 3rd floor was exceptionally cold, and there was a mixture of formalin and corpse odor.

[The doctor deserves to keep the brain pollutants,] The system highly praised the doctor's behavior, [Isn't this terrifying effect full? ]

Yanbei was a little frightened, and wrapped around Lu Yan's arm and his hair became even harder.

Lu Yan lowered his head and glanced at it, not surprisingly, he saw a circle of red marks on his wrist.

Michael Shi unfolded his own talent, Holy Light.

With him as the center, the three-meter area nearby was enveloped by a warm yellow halo.

The feeling of chills on the scalp was relieved a lot.

The coverage area of ​​Michael's Holy Light Field is inversely proportional to the surrounding pollution value.

As long as contaminants get close to them, the Light will shrink in range. To a certain extent, there is an early warning operation.

Michael clenched the red holy sword in his hand, and his voice was very cautious: "Follow me, be careful."

After the battle, the severity of the disease can also be reduced through daily recuperation and medication. However, the sudden increase is not good for the body. It is easy to leave sequelae.

With his sword, he opened a white cloth from a crib, and underneath was a plastic doll.

The blood-colored doll had no beads, and there were only two dark holes left in its sockets. After being provoked, it giggled.

Laughter echoed in the empty hall, hit the wall, and echoed. It sounded terrifying.

[This is the heroine buying toys for the upcoming child. The wife did not detect the gender of the child, so two baby rooms were prepared. ]

[Behind the hall, this businessman prepares the delivery room for his wife. ]

There is only one corridor at the entrance of the entire delivery room, like a tunnel.

There are dried red bloodstains on the white walls of the hall.

Yan Bei rubbed his hand a bit, put his fingertips stained with red liquid on the tip of his nose and sniffed: "It's still mineral paint."

The doctor is like a dedicated horror film maker and a haunted house owner, dedicated to making every visitor immersive.

If it wasn't for the system beeping in his ears all the time, Lu Yan felt that he might have been affected by this little trick.

Lu Yan whispered: "There are pollutants in it, and the pollution value is expected to be around 7,000."

It seems that just after he finished speaking, a dark shadow flashed in the delivery room. A sudden burst of strong ‌pollution value. The holy light is like a candle flickering in the wind, shaking constantly.

Michael's expression became vigilant: "We are here, I am. I have something to burn feathers."

After speaking, without answering Lu Yan, he spread the white wings behind his back and galloped quickly.

As soon as Michael entered, a heavy iron fell suddenly at the entrance.

With a stunned expression, he turned his head, annoyed, and found that he had been tricked by pollutants and was trapped in this tunnel-like corridor.

Michael swung his epee backhand and slashed the iron in front of him. In an instant, a knife mark appeared, and bright red blood spurted out.

But soon, it was as if it had life and returned to its original state.

‌‌ is a delivery room, but the air inside is extraordinarily humid.

Michael slashed with knives in a row, and the giant in front of him was still indestructible, but he was overwhelmed by his talent, and a layer of white feathers grew on his abdomen.

"Lu Yan?! Can you hear it?"

No reply came from outside.

Michael took the exam for a moment and clenched the epee in his hand. Light up the holy light and slowly walk towards the depths of the delivery room.

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Outside, Yan Bei's expression was sluggish because of this unexpected change, and he looked at Lu Yan for help.

[After all, it is to deliver strange things. The truth will be quite adequately prepared, at least not to let the baby escape. This fan is made of the sebum layer of a deformed humpback whale. In order to kill this whale, I did a lot of work. ]

Michael's spiritual power threshold is 8400, which is obviously the most difficult opponent of the three of them.

The remaining number is 6700 in Yanbei and less than 5100 in Lu Yan.

Even the pollutants are white, and the persimmons should be picked softly.

Yanbei was uneasy and asked, "Lu Yan, what are you doing now?"

A black flower bloomed above his head.

System ‌: [‌‌Peer is ready to start hunting time. He had been hungry for a long time, and the courier in the slaughterhouse was not responsible for the distribution in this area. After all, fresh pork came in, and the doctor had about a minute to arrive at the battlefield. ]

Lu Yan made a silent gesture to him.

He opened the side of the study, and took Yan Bei to hide in.

At least not stay in the hall as a target. The windows are locked, and you hide in the study, just staring at the entrance.

The air here is very turbid, there is too much dust, and it is a little choking. The study has been deserted for a long time, and the connecting elevator has long stopped working.

It can be seen that the businessman had some strange hobbies when he was alive, and there were many specimens soaked in formalin in the study.

These specimens are oddly shaped and don't look like they can grow anything on them.  Because it has not been changed for a long time, the liquid under the yellow wax grease layer in the specimen box has turned slightly green. Some of the glass had been smashed, and only one remained, all bone, with spikes and spines.

[The specimens were all fished out of the sea. For example, the thing in front of him is the head of a distorted oarfish. ]

The fish had only one head left, its mouth wide open, and its mouth was full of dense fangs.

In addition, there are also aberrations, such as undeveloped fetuses, seahorses, lampreys, a ball of meat with whiskers... The system says it's a sea urchin shell.

Lu Yan quickly chose a hiding spot.

This direction allows him to see the movement of his mouth, and it will not be unobstructed and be discovered.

Outside, there were heavy footsteps. The contaminant seemed to enjoy the hunt, walking around deliberately, scratching a shrill metallic sound with an axe in his hand.

Lu Yan picked off the little black flower from Yanbei's head and comforted softly, "Don't be afraid, it's just here to scare you."

He pulled out Michael's feather and put it in Yanbei's palm.

Although Yanbei's spiritual power threshold was more than a thousand higher than his, Lu Yan was used to the role of protector.

What's more, Yanbei is not a combat-type apocalypse. The Pope's spiritual power threshold is 8,000, and he still can't beat the 6,000-box jellyfish.

Yanbei wrapped his arms around Lu Yan and let go of his hair. He sat quietly in the original seat, covering his mouth. However, a pair of legs began to lignify, and roots grew like trees.

These roots slowly spread, and soon they were like creeping tigers, covering half of the wall.

[Yanbei begins to plant himself. His disease severity has risen to 73. In the plant state, Yanbei still belongs to the ‌‌ half of the body and will be particularly weak. ]

Lu Yan followed these tree roots to the top of the bookcase, lay down, and took out the bow behind him.

Outside, the doctor's axe finally smashed into the study hall.

Overwhelmed, the big man fell slowly, making a dull loud noise.

The doctor came in from outside, and Lu Yan also got a complete picture of the other party.

It was naked and naked, and its surface was the same as a burn. It had no normal skin, only a bright red fleshy layer.

The doctor's back is covered with beads. It should have been on the side of the head, and small red tentacles drilled out from the seven orifices, and there was a crack on the top of the head, which was sewn with crooked threads.

Its arms have been completely alienated, and its slender fingers like blood vessels hang all the way down to it.

[Be careful with it's hands. ] The system reminds ‌, [being penetrated will trigger talent cutting. Although there is regeneration, if it is too painful, I will feel distressed. ]

[The doctor said that the weakness was in the brain, but in fact, it was the eyes behind him that controlled his behavior. ]

Lu Yan didn't understand the talent of cutting, but when he saw this pollutant, Yanbei's roots were already entangled like a fishing net.

Lu Yan has always been very good at timing, and he took the opportunity to shoot an arrow. The arrow stuck on the surface of the firm skin and couldn't go any further.

The doctor just let the arrow fall on the spasm of the muscle.

Obviously, after the kingfish has been strengthened for so long, its physical strength is not low.

It was even more annoyed than this insignificant arrow, because Yanbei was entangled in the roots of the tree.

Tentacle on tentacle. Trapped by the tree root, the doctor roared angrily, his slender fingers bent upward, and a hole was pierced through the tree root.

Yanbei's tree root seemed to have been cut off by a knife and fell on the tree, and the neat cross-section spurted out clear juice.

Yanbei was wet, and couldn't hold back and pinched his hand: "Shu... No, it's good, it hurts... uu."

The system's tone was serious: [If you want to live, let Yanbei attract firepower. When I say go up, go up again. ]

At this moment, Lu Yan was extremely envious of his teleportation talent.

Like a cheetah ready to go, he held his breath and clenched the dagger in his hand.

The doctor obviously noticed Lu Yan on the bookcase, but he didn't think that Lu Yan had the ability to hurt himself.

So, after a short examination, the doctor smiled and walked in the direction of Yanbei.