Chapter 311

"No..."

To rozim's surprise, the monster avoided at the last minute, but its skin had been burnt black and burst, emitting light smoke, like a burnt wood.

The wounded devil jumped up in an angry howl and jumped at rozim.

The owner of the restaurant's coat danced with it, making a noise like the sail of a hunting wind. Then he stepped back and opened fire with his gun.

However, the heat flow that should have hit the target only cuts through the air.

The thing fell in front of him and flew him out with a blow from his tail.

"Shit!"

Rozim fell to the ground and knocked a pile of wine bottles around.

When he turned his body and wanted to stand up again, the pain immediately ran up along his spine - the strength of the monster was no small matter.

Then the monster began to tear his skin and peel off the charred human skin with a lightness and caution that was completely incompatible with the evil appearance.

Rozim saw that the creature's exposed upper body skin seemed to be wriggling, showing a dark purple, smooth as silk.

At the same time, he also found that there seemed to be a palm pushing outward in the monster's chest, as well as the outline of screaming faces - one of which he had seen, was the unlucky egg with its belly ripped.

The monster's arms began to expand rapidly like balloons, and the fingers fused into a flat plate-like structure, and then became hard and smooth. The two palms finally formed a pair of bone blade claws, and the dark pink nerve tissue hung below like flags.

The crab pliers on the other arm became bigger and sharper than before.

If its main tone was temptation before, then now there is only terror.

"Dry!"

Realizing that he had hit a ghost, rozim immediately aimed his gun at the target and fired at the heart of ordinary people.

But the monster disappeared from its place like a wind.

He smelled a pungent smell of the slaughterhouse coming out from around. When it reappeared, the blackened wounds were filled with mucus and closed quickly and automatically.

A pair of faces full of murderous eyes were facing him, and saliva couldn't stop dripping from his snake kiss mouth.

"You have no chance."

Rozim tried to stand up. He stepped back on his hands and feet until his back was against the wine bottle.

"What is Tara on earth?"

"No Tara."

It muttered, his words full of terrible smiles.

"Only death."

Rozim saw the face again. He believed it was shouting and begging at him.

Run!

The man made his mouth.

Run, run, run, run——

Rozim stood up trembling, raised the muzzle of the gun, and his blood seemed to freeze.

He clenched his arms and aimed at each other's head.

In his short life, rothim has seen many things that are difficult to explain - strange alien life, beyond the understanding of the sub space scene, the darkest human potential.

But everything will be eclipsed by this creature.

If hell really exists, then it must be the intersection of the terrible country and the real world.

The Banshee raised her sword like arms and polished the crab claws and claws together.

"Embrace joy."

It said.

"I'll make you comfortable."

"Can I go back and call some friends first? I like multiplayer sports."

Rozim gasped for questions, and the monster responded with a howl of anger, then pounced again.

He subconsciously shot it head-on.

Luck returned to rozim this time.

For some reason, the Banshee suddenly tilted and was directly hit by the hot melt.

The high-speed heat flow stabs through the skin, ribs and lungs, and comes out from behind with splashed tissue and broken bones.

The air immediately filled with a pungent burning smell.

"Master -"

The Banshee howled and fell to the ground. After a few struggles, it turned into pus.

Rozim breathed a sigh, but when he noticed that the heat flow also lit the surrounding wine barrels, he immediately ran to the gate.

The fire started quickly. As soon as he stepped out of the gate with his front foot, the whole warehouse burned with his back foot.

Rozim immediately found a place to hide. He knew that the fire would attract the enemy's attention.

Sure enough, many evil believers ran out of the dead houses together with the fire. They looked at the warehouse and shouted, as if they were very confused.

Rozim saw the opportunity immediately.

If the enemy's attention is attracted, he will have a chance to find what he wants.

The place is only to the east of the town. It seems to be a bar. The shining neon lights shine between a pagan symbol and a rotating cylindrical object.

From the low Gothic label above, the name of the bar seems to be——

Big birds turn around.

He stooped down and slipped into a scaffold and went in through the stained window there.

The lights inside were gray. Beside a towering bar, four or five drunkards sat on the round stool, and the dark smoke dispersed in the air

He carefully drilled through the edge of the shadow and ran all the way to the backstage of the bar.

A dark aisle?

That's all right.

A cart with plates?

Sure enough, take the kitchenware away.

A neat wine cabinet?

Ah, oh

Lao Luo, who was stuffing things into his bag, was attracted by the strange shape behind the wine cabinet.

There was a crack in the wine cabinet, and there was a strange muffled sound with the light, like a group of boxers practicing straight fists with a big cotton bag, and a man's strange cry.

This strange atmosphere made him feel sick. There was a special private room in this ghost place

But he saw a phonograph beside the wine cabinet.

In order to keep hidden, rozim tried to pad his heels and hide next to the shadow of the cracked wine cabinet.

Then he picked up the gramophone and hurriedly stuffed it into the back bag. Then he subconsciously leaned his head and glanced at the dark room, but accidentally touched a goblet.

"Who!"

"Woof woof ~"

"... this is the fattest and ugliest dog I've ever seen."

Both sides stayed for a moment, and rozim directly took out the last mace.

A high explosive bomb.

After pressing the detonating button, he threw it directly in and ran away.

When he passed the bar hall, the drunken drunkards and cults raised their heads and looked at the running strong man with consistent amazement.

"It's going to explode!!"

Without time to explain, rozim jumped down the steps of the bar in a tiger feeding posture, and then jumped out of the window.

The next second, the explosion arrived as promised.

Boom!

His eyes turned white, his ears sounded, and he felt a huge push on his back, and then the whole man flew out directly.

In the reversal of distance, the only thought in his mind was——

This thing is much more powerful than that bastard Loken said