Super God Gene

“Why did you leave?” Hanson stopped and looked at the little girl and asked.

“I'm losing control of it... it'll kill you... go...” the little girl said anxiously.

Hanson watched the little girl shake the knife's hand, her palms were bleeding all the time, her blood clotted on the blade, so that the breath on the sharp knife slightly converged, but it did not completely disappear, still trembling gently on the little girl's hand, as if as soon as the little girl's blood broke, it would rush towards Hanson.

“I'm leaving now. Can you tell me how to get off this planet? And what's your name?” Hanson knew that if he didn't leave, he would only harm the little girl, so he stepped aside and planned to stay away from it.

The little girl shook her head and said, "I don't know. Just stay as far away from here as you can. ”

“Well, what's your name?” Hanson finally asked.

“Orphan, go away, as far away as you can, find a place to hide and come out when I'm gone.” The little girl said.

Hanson was ready to turn around, but when he heard the little girl's words, he glanced at the little girl and asked, "Are you an orphan? Who are you, Lonely Bamboo? ”

Hanson had heard Lonely Bamboo say that his sister was named Mandarin, and had been taken away by God because he had made a wish to God, an obsession that Lonely Bamboo could never let go.

If Hanson remembers correctly, when Lonely Bamboo's sister was taken away, she should be about 10 years old. After all these years, the orphan should have grown up, so Hanson is not sure if this little girl is Lonely Bamboo's sister.

“You… you know my brother…” Orphan looked at Hanson with surprise.

“Not only do I know you, but you're a good friend. Why are you here? What the hell is this place?” Hanson stared at the sharp knife in the face and turned around and came back.

If you don't know each other, now that you know that the little girl is a lonely sister, you can't just walk away like this.

“This is the ranch of God, this is where this knife of God feeds, and I was brought here by God to take care of the knife of God...” The orphan quickly told me what happened to him: “How is my brother? ”

Orphan was very brief, but Hanson understood that after God took her away, God brought her here and gave her that sharp knife to take care of the God's knife and feed her.

The way God's knife eats is to suck the blood of living beings. This is just one of God's ranches, and many other ranch planets. Orphans have to go to different ranch planets in a certain order of time, so that God's knife can absorb different kinds of blood.

That's all the orphan said, but Hanson felt acutely that she didn't say a part of it.

“Besides the Fae blood, it wants your blood, right?” Hanson looked at the orphan and asked.

The orphan hesitated for a moment and said with a strong smile: "Yes, I need to feed him some blood every day, but don't worry, I am not immortal, as long as I sleep, my body will recover. It's nothing. Is my brother okay? If you go out, don't tell him you've seen me here, okay? ”

“Not good." Hanson's face turned ugly.

Orphan said it very easily, but Hanson understood how cruel it was. God brought Orphan here and gave her immortal body, so that she could feed the sharp knife with her own blood all the time. It was not a knife of God, it was simply a blood-sucking devil's knife.

Orphans are treated as slaves of blood, giving their own blood to the devil indefinitely every day, not even wanting to die.

“Why not? What happened to my brother? God promised me that if I helped him with the knife, he would rejuvenate his brother...” The orphan's pale face hurried.

Because her hands were bleeding, her body was so small, she didn't have much blood herself, and to this day, her body was losing support.

“Without you, the world means nothing to him.” Hanson walked up to the orphan and reached for the sharp knife: “Give me the knife. ”

“No, no, no, you go, it will kill you...” The orphan backs away.

Hanson knew that Orphan wasn't lying, and he knew that the sharp knife was horrible when he sensed it, so he wasn't ready to leave at first and didn't want to risk anything.

But knowing that the little girl is the sister of lonely bamboo, and suffering from it every day, there is really no way for him to turn around. In any case, try to get out of trouble with the orphan.

“It can't kill me.” Hanson's body moved and he reached for the orphan and slapped her palm open, snatching the blood-sucking sharp knife and holding it in his hand.

The sharp knife was taken away, and the orphan looked shocked and said anxiously: “Give it to me, it is the sword of God, it is terrible, it will kill you...”

Hanson ignored the orphan child, held the handle of the knife, stared at the blade, lost the supply of blood to the orphan, the blood on the sharp knife gradually disappeared, the blood demon general fiction rose again, like an animal of ordinary choice, stared at Hanson holding the knife, the knife body trembled in Hanson's hand.

Boom!

When the sharp knife finally realized that the person holding it was Hansen, the blood suddenly amplified, with the power of Hansen, he was not able to hold the handle of the knife, and the sharp knife took off his hand and flew out.

The bloody demon figurine on the sharp knife condensed into a blood-flame figurine. It looked like a human contour. It swayed like a flame. It held the sharp knife like that, and a pair of bloody ghost eyes stared at Hanson, full of killing and bloodthirsty intentions.

Buzz!

As soon as the shadow moved, the sharp knife broke through the void and stabbed Hansen with an infinite smell of blood.

“Don't kill him...” The orphan's face changed dramatically, opening his hands and blocking Hanson.

Without waiting for the sharp knife to come close, Hanson grabbed the little girl and pulled her behind him, while bombarding the sharp knife and saying, "Remember, whenever and wherever a little girl should stand behind a man and be protected, not blocked from him, it hurts a man. ”

Boom!

Between the words, fists and sharp knives have been struck, blood flames shaking, fists crumbling, the surrounding grasslands blown apart by horrific shockwaves, forming a huge pit.

Many of the surrounding sheep are swept away and their bodies blow up directly, turning into bloody fog.

Although Hanson had not retreated, his chest was full of blood. He almost couldn't help but spit blood out of his mouth, but he forced him to swallow it.

“Roar!” shouted like a beast threatened with death, and the next second, the four genetic techniques in Hansen's body operated simultaneously, merging with the spell and entering a heterogeneous warfare state.