The Godsfall Chronicles

When the hyena saw the Wolf King die trying to save him, an unstoppable sorrow and pain erupted from the depths of his soul into anger filled his entire brain.

Roast stood up tough with some impatience, and the Wolframite spray was too strong to corrode him from the head to the front chest, completely destroying the eyeballs and causing blindness.

At this time, the hyena's eyes were red and angry, Roster's eyes couldn't see anything, but his hearing still existed. Lifting the cane knife was like splitting the hyena in half, and the hyena was completely out of her mind, just trying to shred the guy and didn't know how to hide.

Shots were fired at Roast's shoulder at critical moments across the shore.

The hyena's right leg is like a giant hammer that blasts Roast against the wall behind it, and the wind pounds its fist over its face, each containing powerful power enough to penetrate the ordinary man's chest alive. And Roast, like an overburdened sandbag, took a dozen punches, and his bones broke apart from each other, making a big dent in his back against the iron wall.

That's enough for dozens of deaths in exchange for ordinary life!

“Stupid stuff. ”

Not only did Rothschild not die, but he made an unlike human voice from the torn vocal cord, he hand-held the hyena to make a right fist twist, the hyena made a terrible scream, his right wrist had been broken, but the hyena's left hand sharp nail also badly penetrated Rothschild's fleshly blurred left chest, with sharp nails piercing through corroded unlike flesh to poke a hole in the heart.

Roast remained unresponsive, kicked his foot in the hyena's chest, kicked out a dozen meters away on the spot, and he couldn't stand up several times trying.

She hurriedly threw the gun away and rushed towards the nearest one as she panicked and prepared to fire again, pulling the trigger to find that there was no bullet in it.

Roster had locked the flowers on the other bank, and he lifted the cane knife and split it again, and the blade tore the air to a squeal. The Eagle had to awaken the power of the Exorcist and once again resist the muddy weapon of iron cut in Roster's hands.

The two weapons collided again, this time the double broke apart, only to see the wand knife break from the middle into two pieces, this ancient technology-formed high-frequency particle vibrating knife broke and immediately lost its effect, of which the half-cutter blade was raised when it broke, rotating in front of Roast.

The flowers on the other side have picked up the gun on the ground.

Rostering kicked his legs on the blade blade, let the blade meteor past the cloud eagle, the flower on the other side raised the gun to pull the trigger for a moment, this smudge of cold light directly into the belly of the flower on the other side of the bank, through the body, half-cutting the blood blade nailed on the iron cell, trembling constantly, the flower on the other side of the bank fell directly on the ground, from the body to pour a lot of blood.

Roast's facial flesh reappeared in half, making him look even more frightening, and he lifted his hand around the eagle's neck: "Do you know the consequences of being smart? ”

The cloudhawk felt like a powerless chicken, no matter how hard it struggled to resist, those five sharp nails pierced the flesh, and a tremendous amount of pressure caused unbearable suffocation.

Just a little more strength.

I'm afraid the eagle's neck will be broken.

The hyena could not stand up, the flowers on the other side had been nailed to the iron cell, and the surrounding evolutionary beasts could not pose a threat to Roster. Even after all that hard work, is Roast the winner?

No, no, no!

It's not over!

The cloud hawk seized the opportunity for a lifetime, and he made an unexpected move, pulling out a syringe filled with pale gold liquid and stabbing it in the neck, because Ross' neck flesh had just grown and had not recovered its strong defense, and the needle tip could completely stab into its body, pushing all the liquid in it.

“What have you done!” Roast pulled out the needle tube around his neck, and although he couldn't see his eyes and his nose had lost its sense of smell, he just couldn't believe it. “What did you do to me? ”

“The doctor's body is really strong, and I have to take it...” The cloud eagle was strangled and blushed, but he showed a look like victory: “I just wanted to know what effect it would have when you invented the brainwashing needle yourself! ”

“Brain purifier? No, no, no! ”

There was blood in the corner of her mouth, and she was already desperate, but she didn't expect the plot to turn like this.

Brain purifier!

Aren't these monkeys going to be used on flowers on the other shore?

The flowers on the other side let the cloud hawk take the needle, and I never thought I'd use it against Roast.

Because Rosette's skin muscles are hard to shoot through, so the fragile needle can stick into his body? But Cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha

Roster made a deafening howl, and he turned around and smashed his way through the evolutionary beast, strangling a half-dead cloud eagle, falling from the beast cage and crashing out.

By feeling back in his lab, Roster immediately started looking for all sorts of potions to use for himself, but it didn't work. He invented the brain purifier himself, so Roster knew better than anyone how it worked.

This brain purifier works quickly, and it causes irreversible damage to brain memory and the nervous system within minutes.

Even if Roast was shot through the head, he wouldn't necessarily die, but he couldn't resist the permanent damage caused by the potion. Now Roast feels very clearly that his consciousness is quickly blurring and his mind is dragged into a dark cage.

It's too late!

Roster had a paralysis effect all over him, he started gasping heavily, sitting in the middle of the lab, his eyes were fully recovered, he saw the eagle fall beside him, he was climbing out hard... counting, didn't expect to fall into this kid's hands.

He was constantly repairing his body.

But the consciousness is getting blurred.

Rosette knew she didn't have much time, and at the end of the day he calmed down and said in a low, weak voice, "Don't struggle, if I were to kill you, you'd be dead. ”

The cloud hawk felt a kind of sadness and vastness at the end of the road, and Roast seemed to really not have hatred or anger, as if he had abandoned his resistance in an instant and was looking at himself with a pair of inky green eyes.

Roast is not really a cruel person.

Though he had countless blood and life on his hands, it was all for good reason and motive, and what could he save if he killed a cloud hawk? It's all death!

The cloudhawk gasped and his voice howled, “You brought this on yourself! ”

“Perhaps.” Roast squeezes a self-derisive look: “You know what? In fact, the first time I saw you, I thought you saw my shadow, and some of us were really alike.”

“Bullshit! I'm not like you! ”

“You're not my age, and it's too early to say this.” Roster smiled bitterly and found that consciousness was rapidly losing control of the body, and now he can't even lift a leg, "and I was on my way to the end, and I wanted to entrust you with a few important things as an old man. ”

The cloudhawk thinks it's funny, this guy is really out of his mind.

I can't help but chop you to pieces and want me to work for you?

“The first thing, after I die, please burn all my notes and never leave them in the hands of the other side. You may not understand, this man on the other side... is more dangerous than me! Her desire for knowledge, her ambition, all ten times more than mine! ”

“The second thing is that the animal race that evolved into intelligence in the laboratory must be destroyed in its entirety, by whatever means, by whatever means, if they were allowed to leave the base alive, it would be tantamount to opening a terrible magic box. Thousands of years from now, we will all be sinners of history! Do you understand me? ”

The cloudhawk snorted.

The old man was dying and he was scared to death.

“The third thing, although I'm almost to the end, my ideals are not over, I don't want to end like this, so please...”

The cloudhawk felt something wrong: "What do you want? ”

Roster's neck was very strangely stretched, rushing like a python into front of a cloud eagle and biting it in the neck. The eagle screamed a scream. It felt like it had actually been bitten by a poison python. When Roster's neck shrunk back, the eagle struggled to scream in pain on the ground.

He felt like some kind of venom had been injected into him, and he didn't know what Roast, the crazy monster, was doing to him, which was definitely not a good thing anyway.

After doing all this, his body quickly dried up and aged, eventually shrinking to a meter and a half, but very strangely, Roast didn't completely change back to the way he was. He can still have grey blue skin, inky green eyes, just skinny bones, like 200 years old.

He rolled his throat a few hard times and said: “I'll give you one last piece of advice... the sooner I die, the sooner I leave the base... the better! ”

It's all over.

It means a new beginning.

The world is like this. Live forever. Heritage of Starfire!

Roster took out the bone chain in his pocket and held it in his hand, touching every bone with a dead branch of his hand, his consciousness vaguely remembered his teacher, it was just a pity that he had not received a student until his death, and the wilderness was so big that he could not find a man who could pass on his will.

…………

About a dozen minutes.

The flowers on the other side strolled over with their wounds.

Cloudhawk's face was cramped to the ground with pain, surrounded by a pile of messy potion, Roster's hands with a bone necklace, his eyes completely out of focus, and he was talking nonsense.

The flowers on the other side looked at the painful struggle of the cloudhawk on the ground and saw Roast talking to himself again.

Brainwashing is not an instant, injecting the brain purifying potion is just the first step, there are several processes behind it, plus Roster's special physique, the potion has a different effect on him than ordinary people, so it's not surprising that he went mad.

“How are you? ”

“Shit, he just bit me! I think I'm poisoned! ”

On the other side of the shore, Roster's body was chaotic. If there was a biotoxin, it was no surprise that he was avenging the cloud eagle before he died, but the cloud eagle did not appear to be dead.

Roster knelt with his bone chain in his hands and was talking to himself without knowing what he was talking about.

The other side was lazy enough to think that she drew a gun to Roast's back.

Boom!

Roster's whole head was smashed open, and this eighty-year-old man showed confusion, and he fell heavily on the ground, spreading as a bone chain fell, and a bloodstained bone rolled down everywhere.

The cloudhawk looked at the flowers on the other shore in dismay: "That's how you killed him! ”

“Roster has gone astray all his life, and mankind wants to be saved, and his methods will not work.” The flower on the other side dropped the gun on the ground at will: “He was stuck for life, and it was time to get rid of it. ”

The cloudhawk was silent for a while.

The world is missing another madman, monster, genius!