My Archangel

However, at this moment, just as Qiao Wen felt a sense of despair in his heart after a long absence, he suddenly felt a violent shaking of his body that had been firmly nailed in the air.

"Master Al! Run!"

Ah Jiu's rather impatient voice sounded in his ears. Qiao Wen looked up and found that the tentacles he had let escape before had already waved his tentacles and slapped the stitched monsters on the back.

Each strong tentacled vigorously sinks, and produces a miraculous effect when the monster is almost defenseless, and it directly rammed it to the ground!

With a shock that touched the ground from behind, the twisted and slender arm also broke away from Qiao Wen's chest under the shock.

After falling to the ground, the partially three-dimensional black mist seemed to be dragged by the stitched monster that fell down as a container, and pulled back into his body again, Qiao Wenkan regained his freedom.

"It's so hot, so hot, so hot, so hot, so hot, hot, hot...!"

At the same time, he immediately noticed that Ah Jiu, who had just attacked the monster from behind with his tentacles, was constantly screaming, and the tip of each tentacled smoke was emitting thick black smoke, and it was spreading upward like a flame.

Obviously, after the blood phoenix spar burned the monster in all aspects, the high temperature on the surface of the monster's body did not drop at all at this time. After coming into contact with the nine tentacles, it directly burned Ah Jiu.

"Hey! Ah Jiu!"

Seeing this scene, Qiao Wen's face changed, and he quickly stood up from the ground, shaking his inexplicably strenuous body.

However, after the tentacles in front of him screamed instinctively, he waved the tentacles again, and directly ignored the entire suture monster from behind.

"It's okay! The life force is very tenacious! As long as Master Vina comes back, he can be cured! Master Al... escape!"

Including the tentacles, the whole body began to bubble and emit black smoke. While Ah Jiu let out a sharp neigh, he tried to press the weight of his whole body onto the stitched monster who was about to get up.

"...I'll go to Vina immediately."

Seeing this scene, Qiao Wen also knew that there was no point in staying here now. He turned his head and swayed towards the door of the laboratory behind him.

The body is heavy.

There was no blood flowing out of the pierced chest at this time, but as if being burned by a fire, the pain made Qiao Wen extremely conscious.

After coming into contact with the hot sludge on the surface of the sutured monster before, all around his wounds were also scalded.

'...Damn it, how long will it take to transmit the mark?'

Although his consciousness was extremely clear, Qiao Wen's vision gradually began to blur.

While trying to open the almost twisted laboratory door from the inside, he will try to exhale the system.

[Countdown, 0 hour, 6 minutes and 23 seconds.

[Countdown, 0 hours, 6 minutes and 22 seconds.

[Countdown...]

'...In other words, I have to hide for another six minutes before I can hope to leave here to find Vina?'

Focusing away from the numbers, the look on Qiao Wen's face became increasingly ugly.

According to his original expectation, the door of the laboratory should be able to support for a few more minutes. After the monster breaks the door, his mark should be almost activated.

But he did not expect that this monster would come around directly from the basement!

'The more this critical time, the more I feel that time passes so slowly...Can I escape this time...'

Qiao Wen raised his head and looked at the entrance close to a hundred meters away, and an unreal thought arose in his heart in vain.

Because he remembered clearly that the hallway was closed now, and he couldn't open it at all by himself.

If he wants to delay these six minutes, he can only choose to find a place to hide nearby.

But can you hide it?

The bloody smell of the wound on his body and the smell of banana paste are abnormally pungent, no matter where he is hiding now, as long as the stitched monster has a trace of smell, it is dead.

Ding.

[Detected that the host is seriously injured, please stay conscious. The activation of the imprint requires the host to maintain it through the subconscious. If the host is unconscious, the activation progress of the imprint will return to zero.

At this moment, the system prompts in my mind came out again a little untimely.

'...I have to find a place to hide right away, damn it, my chest is obviously injured, so why don't I start to lose strength in my legs and feet?Could the burning of my chest still burn my strength?'

Holding the wall with one hand, Qiao Wen wanted to run, but his legs were extremely heavy.

"Master Al! Run away! A black object got out of this monster's body!"

At this moment, accompanied by an extremely sharp voice coming from the laboratory behind Qiao Wen again, Qiao Wen instantly felt a burst of chill on his back.

He turned his head almost instinctively, and a grimace appeared in his vision.

It was a face that looked distorted to the extreme, covered with hatred and resentment...a boy's face.

"You can't escape... You can't escape!"

The mouth cracked, and the boy's face began to change. The black mist next to his face began to change. It was actually condensed into two ghost claws in vain, and Qiao Wen fell to the ground.

It's over.

When he realized that his body was so weak that he couldn't push away the simple dark matter, Qiao Wen knew that he was finished.

God can't use it.

There are six minutes left in the mark.

Dimension Demon will have to wait one day to guarantee the guarantee.

Ah Jiu, who did just now, probably burned his whole body into a ball with the stitched monster.

At this moment, he really couldn't think of any possibility of reversing the situation.

"Hey, hey...you can't die...If you die now...my container is gone..."

Observing Qiao Wen's helpless look at close range, "Al"'s smile became more and more ferocious, and he did not hesitate to begin to corrode Qiao Wen's body.

When he launched an offensive from the basement earlier, he was actually enough to give Qiao Wen a fatal blow, but he did not.

This is his container, his thing... It's a container that my sister has carefully prepared for him for fifteen years!

What a waste if killed?

"Sister-sama must like me more... You just have such a face longer than me, so that all your things become mine..."

"In that case...In that case...! Sister-sama will like me more than before...!!!"