MTL - Mermaid Effect-~ 131
After a few seconds, the backup power is turned on.
People’s eyes were immediately put back on Vincent’s body... The **** values that have been so excited have now been completely cleared.
Mental fluctuations, heartbeat, respiratory rate... Those curves become straight after a long sound of "Drip-".
"God..."
Someone took a step back and sat down on the ground.
- Vincent's vital signs disappeared.
In other words, it is dead.
Just before this, Simon directly applied an electric shock to his cerebral cortex when Vincent's mental fluctuations rose extremely. Under normal circumstances, even a piece of scales of the scorpion can not be harmed. At this special time, it is enough to capture the life of the scorpion.
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After Poseidon took over and martialized the entire lab, they detained Simon, but instead of holding them in Simon, it was better to say that they were protecting him in the hands of Caroline who had fallen completely into madness.
The entire lab became a mess because of the commotion, and Caroline’s screams almost afflicted everyone.
"What did you do to him?! What did Simon do to him..."
Caroline has fallen from the wheelchair to the ground. Her face is full of tears and her voice is sharp and sharp. Her eyes are beginning to become cloudy. She seems to be completely unable to understand what is happening now, even if there are researchers before. I retrieved the instruction list and told her how everything happened.
"As you said, I let them 'stop'." Simon didn't seem to care about the magnetic shackles that Poseidon had on his wrists. His back was straight and his attitude was cold and he held himself like a The 18th century English gentleman, only a slight sigh inadvertently revealed his current mood, "Carolyn...and my companions. All this should stop, let us let go of this poor group. Bio, let us let go of the people of this country. Are we doing things right? Have you thought about it... In the past time, I watched countless people die in this Experiment, but what do we really get? It’s just a bunch of twisted monsters without saga!”
Simon is actually just a little excited. After being tortured for so long, everything is finally over. He is not too worried about his safety, considering Vinson's subtle status. To be honest, Anderson is actually full of disgust with Vincent's existence. As long as he still has the possibility of returning to normal, the stupid old man will always be restless. Even if Vinson's black box is today, it is only a possibility. He believes that under Anderson's leadership, no one will be willing to harm a chief scientist like him for a biological junk (even if he used to be Vincent Sifus). The most important thing is that he has already reached a secret agreement with the US government before this, he will help cia to investigate the behind-the-scenes transaction of the Serbian test - the death of Vincent Sifus will be the best breakthrough.
"You...you killed him!" There was a bleak tear from Caroline's face, and her throat was squeezing out the grotesque throat of "嗬嗬". "I won't let you leave like this... …I will kill you……"
She yelled insanely, but in fact not many people really care about her.
Everyone’s attention was on Simon’s, and the researchers were shocked to see their peers, unable to understand what he was doing now...
"Dr. Simon, please cooperate with us to leave here quietly."
A "Poseidon" looked down at the information that appeared on the watch, and then whispered to Simon (just as Simon expected, their attitude towards him was quite subtle). Simon cooperated and nodded to leave, however, at this time, a soft bang on the instrument made everyone shocked.
"drop--"
Simon jerked back.
Then, he was shocked to see the cold lines on the screen that marked the vital signs of Vincent. At this moment, he started again...beating...
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In the dark underground tunnel near Kansas, the other two creatures did not know the amazing reversal in the lab in Washington, but that did not prevent them from enjoying the dividends of the incident.
The "prince" sprayed a hoarse breath from the throat and held his wounds swaying. The zombies generally stood up from the ground.
His brain is still suffering from the aftereffects of mental retraction, pain, and confusion, but the severe pain caused by the pioneering wounds in the body does not intend to better stabilize his mental condition in such situations.
He looked down at his abdomen, where there was a huge open wound, and the internal organs and blood were splashing out...
Apparently, the moment Wensen’s consciousness was removed from the body of the prince, he realized the reversal of the situation, so he clasped the hand of Laisha and used it directly to make it difficult for the prince’s body. A terrible wound that heals.
If he can persist for even a second or two, I am afraid that when the prince returns to this body, the body will be completely destroyed... Waiting for the prince's end will be a desperate death.
- It is also what Wensen is trying to do.
Only the death of the prince can make his dearest RAND escape the danger.
but……
God is not standing by his side this time.
The prince regained control of his body. The condition of the body is very bad, but it is not irreparable.
"Pro, Prince, Prince?"
La Isa watched the prince and smashed the weak inquiry.
"it's me."
"Prince" cast a cold glimpse of her, but it was this indifference that made Laisha confirm the identity of the prince in a flash.
Her body trembled abruptly, and the miraculous courage that had been supporting her for a moment passed through her body like a quicksand. After a heavy muffled sound, her hands were in her hands for a moment. Sliding down.
And she was unable to fall to the ground.
"Oh, thank God."
She murmured.
The soul that appeared in the body of the prince looked so indifferent and powerful, and Laisha could not deny that he had thought that the prince would never come back at that moment.
After a while she staggered from the ground and she reached out to the prince: "His Royal Highness..." she said, "Are you alright? Let me help you..."
She couldn't bear to see the wound in the belly of the prince, and his stomach had completely turned into a rotten flesh.
But the prince violently pushed Laisha away, and his body was filled with a desperate despair...
Without paying attention to La Isa, the "prince" walked in the direction of Rand with his own wound.
At the very beginning, La Isa thought he was swallowing up to supplement his energy according to the previous plan, but to her surprise, the prince threw him back to medical treatment after staring at Rand for a long time. Inside the warehouse -
"Prince?"
"...I have a new idea."
The Prince took a step and he reached out and supported the outer wall of the medical warehouse, where he left a **** print.
He stared at his thick, filthy blood, and his body was very badly hurt, but compared to the torture his soul is now suffering, the physical pain is nothing.
How to describe the emotions that he is using right now... anger? Like the fire of hell, the anger and disgust. And let him feel that the object of eating feces is not him and the object that makes him feel so resentful is himself.
Vinson...
The name is whispering. The prince felt a suffocating nausea, but he could not deny that his body was constructed with Vincent as the blueprint... He could not even control his body.
Vincent's spiritual retreat to him made the prince realize that as long as Vincent is willing, even the body of the prince can be manipulated at will...
"No, I won't let you be happy, I swear..."
"Prince" whispered in a grin, and then the gaze of the blame fell on Rand's body... After that, it was Munster's.
Munster - Yes, Munster was also a stupid and cowardly blue scale before this, but his **** good luck, getting an embryo, an embryo belonging to the red scale.
And a bold idea just broke into the mind of the prince - if he could have an embryo, he could also reverse the erosion and assimilate the embryo like Munster.
If that's the case, Vincent's disgusting half left in his body will be completely stripped from his body.
He will have a brand new ** that belongs to Serbia.
The author has something to say: Ok, I regret it...
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