GT Virus Evolutionary

"Boom!!!"

The entire corridor was covered in black flames, blood on the ground, and corpses of dead monsters. [For more good-looking novels, go to Bi^^Q^^中^^文^^网] One after another began to melt and turn into ashes... There was a burning smell in the air. The power of Yang Qun's hell black flame is getting stronger and stronger under the blessing of the heart of despair! !

However... the black flames did not disperse the white smoke. The mist is still intertwined in the billowing black smoke. Thick black smoke and white mist intertwine to form a very strange picture.

"Huh..." The white mist condensed again, solidifying together with the black smoke. Indistinctly, a man with a human image slowly condensed.

Subject No. 174.

It is a third-order ability user who can control air molecules. Later, he was kidnapped into this secret base and injected with a large amount of G virus. Then his body unexpectedly changed unexpectedly. The flesh and blood on his body had completely gasified and disappeared. How he preserved his consciousness in the air became the main research project of several scientists.

Normally, Experimental No. 174 is stored in a viscous liquid. In these liquids, Subject 174 was unable to move. But once subject 174 is out of control, it will become extremely difficult to catch...

As the man's figure condensed, Yang Qun narrowed his eyes.

"I can feel your sadness and pain." Yang Qun said lightly.

He couldn't figure out why there were human emotions in this white mist. Could it be that... the weird mist in front of him turned out to be a human creature? ?

The white mist formed the appearance of a male human. He looked down at his palms and body, seemingly very sad. But this condensed state seemed unmaintainable, and soon, the white mist collapsed again. It turned into smoke all over the sky, spreading in the air.

This feeling of sadness became more intense.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." the sound of a man crying seemed to be heard in the white smoke. With this cry, the countless black sharp blades struck again.

But...they would never be able to hit Yang Qun.

"Crack, click!!!" The black sharp blade shattered and turned into white mist. Yang Qun couldn't help frowning, what the hell is this, it has no entity at all. Even the Hell Black Flame couldn't damage the white smoke in the air.

Do you want to continue to change to another attack mode? ?

Thinking of this, the lavender in Yang Qun's eyes sparkled. The surrounding sorrows became more and more serious, and these sorrows seemed to make the white mist heavy, and they slowly sank again, and began to condense their bodies.

Finally... the image of that man appeared in front of Yang Qun again. It was a handsome man in a black shirt, and the white smoke seemed to remember his appearance when he was alive...

A drop of tears made of smoke slowly slipped from the man's eyes, fell on the ground and turned into white mist, and returned to his own body. Yang Qun felt the sadness...

"Wife...brother...you..."

"There is nothing left, nothing left, not even myself..."

In the air, the floating man muttered to himself, his expression became extremely sad.

Yang Qun walked slowly to his side, surrounded by mist... Yang Qun stretched out his hand, wanting to pat the man on the shoulder. But when he touched the man's shoulder, the man's shoulder quickly turned into mist again. Immediately afterwards, the condensed body of the man also dissipated...

At the same time, the man's body appeared on the other side of the corridor in a blink of an eye. He stroked the hatch of the laboratory with hatred in his eyes.

Such scenes continue to appear in front of Yang Qun. This man seems to hate everything in front of him. The white mist drifts slowly, and the sound of sharp blades cutting metal can be heard in the air... He is venting himself resentment and anger.

The next second, he appeared next to Yang Qun again, with the long black knife in his hand raised high, and slashed towards Yang Qun's body.

"Boom!" Yang Qun stretched out a punch, smashing the cloud of white mist. The man disappeared again, and then he appeared not far from Yang Qun... It seemed that he didn't care about any attacks.

"Is the consciousness already very blurred? It's really pitiful. I really don't know how those human beings made a...human...to look like you." Yang Qun seemed to have understood something. This white mist is really a person, a real person. But... It seems that his body structure is quite different from before, and he survives in this world in a way that humans cannot understand.

How does he absorb nutrients? What do you rely on to survive? Is his consciousness intact? ?

Yang Qun didn't know...

His appearance is more like a legendary ghost... In this world, do ghosts really exist?

"Death...will die..." In the air, a man's resentful voice came. Immediately afterwards, this resentment began to coalesce, and a brand new weapon appeared in the mist again. Yang Qun felt that its attack this time was quite different from before. He is going to be serious this time! ! !

A black sickle slowly appeared in the hands of the white figure, he was like the legendary god of death. Holding the black death scythe in hand, reaping the lives of innocents.

"Ding!!!" The Death Scythe hit the Death Blood Demon Knife with a crisp sound. Immediately afterwards, something unexpected happened to Yang Qun! ! ! The blade of the death scythe was cut in half by Yang Qun.

The Dead Blood Demon Knife seemed to cut through the water, but it was only slightly blocked, and it went straight through the death scythe. The sharp and soundless blood-colored blade slashed across the sickle and struck above the white mist. The man in the mist was cut in half instantly.

But... after the death scythe was pierced by the scarlet blade, it actually healed together again. When Yang Qun's demon knife slashed at the white mist, the dark blade of the death scythe also slashed at Yang Qun's body.

"Stab!!" The bloody robe on Yang Qun's body was cut open by the death scythe, but... when the death scythe hit Yang Qun's skin, it stopped. Yang Qun's body is too strong, his skin is too slut, the death scythe just cut a thin line of blood on his chest.

"Boom!!" The white mist dissipated, and the black sickle disappeared. The smoke returned to less than 5 meters in front of Yang Qun.

"It's not bad, it can cut a little bit of my skin." Yang Qun touched the wound on his chest, and a drop of blood flowed out. Immediately afterwards, the healing effect of the Eucharist was displayed. This blood line healed quickly, and soon, Yang Qun's skin became intact.

"You are the weirdest monster I've ever seen, but let's end here." Yang Qun said lightly, and the purple in his eyes became brighter as he spoke...

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