MTL - Return of the Dead [Holo]-Chapter 1

In the gaps between the stones in the wilderness, weeds grow in a mess, without any order, and seem to be full of vitality, but at this moment, the leaves are stained with sticky blood and flying pieces of meat.

This kind of picture is not accidental, special, but looking at the past, it is everywhere, here is a pool, there is a piece, Mo Ran knows that there are a total of ninety-six piles of such pieces of meat, which are the last leftovers of their dead people. clansmen.

Oh, no, there is one more for her.

At this moment, she was kneeling on one knee on a pile of sharp gravel, the blood on her knees seemed to draw strange lines on the gravel, and the skin on her body had long been in contact with humans, orcs, and elves. The battle of the wheels is full of large and small wounds.

The long blade in Ming Yuechen's hand sank into Mo Ran's right chest cavity, piercing her through.

Mo Ran could feel this long blade with blood-sucking properties stirring her lungs, greedily sucking her own blood, she raised her head, her red eyes looked at Ming Yuechen who was close at hand and showed a contemptuous smile, she Pulling the corner of her mouth, the scarlet blood stained her lips and teeth, leaving a dazzling color on her white jade-like skin.

"Pervert, what else do you have, show them all." Mo Ran sneered, the lung lobes in her right chest with the long blade inserted rapidly contracted, making her cough like a bellows.

Her voice was not loud enough for two people to hear, she stared at Ming Yuechen: "It's like four years ago, when you were in the laboratory, watching them saw off my hand, watching them cut me up Piece by piece, watch them tear my skin and bones apart, like that time."

"Whatever method you have, use it. If I scream, I will not be a dead person." A violent cough rushed out of her throat, and she could no longer say a word, so she could only lower her head, like a dying man. swan.

Ming Yuechen stretched out his hand and pinched Mo Ran's chin forcefully, forcing her to raise her head and look at him. He saw that the wound on her body had begun to heal a little in the past few minutes and returned to its original state, becoming white, delicate and smooth. Ruyu, Ming Yuechen's eyes became darker and darker.

The surrounding human, orc, and elf groups also discovered this situation, and they all expressed their sincere amazement.

"Is this the ability of the seventh-level source power crystallization? It's amazing!"

"This fight,

"Hehe, don't your brains work well, orcs? Without the magical support of our elves, do you think you can deal with these dead people?"

"How much did we humans pay to suppress the Exterminator? Stop talking to yourself, both of your races."

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Ming Yuechen suddenly raised his eyes and glanced at the place with the most discussions around him. The heated discussion just now suddenly weakened a lot. He twitched the corners of his mouth in displeasure, and asked indifferently: "Who wants to die?" ?”

It was only three words, but they fell lightly from the mouth of this top human tycoon, and all the discussions disappeared without a trace.

Listening to the discussions around, Mo Ran looked at Ming Yuechen's eyes more and more filled with hatred and disdain: "Ha, it seems that the seventh-level source power crystal in my body is not enough."

"Are you going to give it to the orcs? Or the elves? Or leave it for you shameless humans to enjoy?" Mo Ran was exhausted from the long battle, and Ming Yuechen was still stuck in his chest to **** blood. Even with the amazing self-healing ability, Mo Ran could clearly feel that he was about to lose consciousness.

Her skin was even paler, as white as paper.

Ming Yuechen, who had been standing opposite Mo Ran like a sculpture, suddenly turned her wrist, causing the long blade inserted in her chest to stir violently. Even Mo Ran couldn't bear to silence her voice, her face was in pain. Turning blue, I couldn't help but tremble all over.

"You talk too much." Ming Yuechen's voice swayed in a low voice, as if it was long but piercing when jade was struck, his eyebrows that were cut like knives were slightly frowned, beautiful The poppy-like face also became a little more impatient.

"Oh, I know, you want to keep this seventh-level source power crystal for yourself." Mo Ran didn't take the displeasure oozing out of Ming Yuechen at all, since she has no way to directly kill this man now. , it would be good to make him unhappy, although her body trembled uncontrollably, but her tone was still frivolous and cold, and she threw a thick sarcasm at Ming Yuechen's face unceremoniously.

These words seemed to make Ming Yuechen even more upset. The corners of his mouth were stretched into a sharp line, and his eyes were also stained with murderous intent when he looked at Mo Ran, but unexpectedly, he did not make a move, but instead pinched Mo Ran's jaw. left-hand food

His movements were unusually gentle, and even his voice was a little softer, but it fell into Mo Ran's ears like a snake wrapped in syrup: "You are always so disobedient. Mo Ran, you forgot, you It's human."

"No, I am the dead."

Ming Yuechen seemed very impatient to argue with Mo Ran on this issue, his drooping eyes were so dark that he couldn't see any emotion, "You used to be human, and didn't you also learn how to be human again? By my side. You were very happy in those days, Mo Ran, I don’t think I need to remind you.”

The contemptuous smile on Mo Ran's face was removed little by little, and finally disappeared. A kind of deep-rooted hatred appeared on her face, especially those red eyes seemed to be on fire. All kinds of emotions disappeared, leaving only ashes of calm: "Happy? Do you mean that I was raised by you like a dog, or teased by you like a fool, or that I am suitable for you in bed? "

Ming Yuechen's calm emotions were finally irritated. Although that poppy-like gorgeous face was still equally alluring, he could clearly feel that something would break this calm and jump out the next moment. , devouring everything, his voice lowered a bit, but the smell of warning in it became more and more intense: "Mo Ran, you have to be obedient."

Mo Ran just snorted a few times: "Being obedient and turning into a dog? Ming Yuechen, some routines are useless after being used once."

"Look, around you, the family of the dead has disappeared. Do you want to end up like them? After so many years of doomsday, I think you should understand the value of being alive. You have no choice now, and now you only have The two roads are divided by them..." Ming Yuechen squinted his eyes, and said with a certainty that he looked down on the world, "Or, Mo Ran, you come with me."

Mo Ran almost laughed out loud.

Follow him? Then trampled by humans like ants, and finally offered his heart? Did Ming Yuechen artificially turn her into a dead person and even lose her IQ when she was a human?

Ming Yuechen quietly stared at Mo Ran's face that was already distorted due to anger, the corners of his lips curled up, but a slow arc made that gorgeous face all of a sudden enchanting and vivid, not at all. A moving soul that belongs to the world.

"Are you angry?" He smiled more joyfully, and gently slid his left hand down from his chin, pinching it

"Mo Ran, haven't we been good before? Come with me, just like before." Ming Yuechen lowered his eyes and quietly looked at the woman who was almost leaning in his arms. The smile on his face had an irresistible joy .

"Ming Yuechen, self-conceit is not a good point." Mo Ran squinted her eyes, as harmless as when she curled up next to this man, then she opened her palm, and the sharp nails snapped open She rubbed the skin in her palm, and a bright red high-grade fire-type burst gem mixed with blood squeezed out from the muscles in her palm and landed on her palm.

Then, she crushed it severely.

All this happened so fast, Ming Yuechen was even immersed in Mo Ran's last harmless smile, only had time to see her pick out the last burst gem from the flesh of her palm, and there was no time to stop her He moved, and in the next second, he saw this face burst into countless pieces of flesh, and flowers of flesh and blood bloomed in his hands.

The dead will also bleed, their blood is more vivid than human blood, extremely red, but when that extreme redness turns into powder, turns into dust and stains the whole body, no one will think that such red looks good.

The last image left in front of Mo Ran's eyes is Ming Yuechen's extremely surprised expression. His face is not wearing a prodigal mask in the past, only a panic is left, probably because he is thinking that he has already obtained the seventh-level source power. The crystals just disappeared, it was too shocking.

It's fun just thinking about it.

Probably Ming Yuechen felt that he was already in his pocket. The crystallization of the source power of the seventh level is the best tonic in the world. It is enough to make him the top of the top, the boss of the big bosses, and the king of the kings. , It just disappeared like this, he estimated that he could vomit three catties of heartache in his heart now, so, what a happy thing.

The only regret is that this explosive gem can only blow up himself, but it can't cause any harm to Ming Yuechen, otherwise he can pull this pervert together and make a fortune even if he dies.

But, forget it, let it be, this dirty world old lady has had enough.

I am leaving.

Never see you again.