Chapter 470 (1/2)

”What a strange void!!” The man with pink hair and white framed eyes saw the black and red silk thread shape of the perfect virus and the process of swallowing the surrounding emptiness. The lens glowed wildly.

”This... This thing is of great research value! I really want to know what kind of emptiness he is! ” The man sighed and rushed towards Dong Zhuo.

The space around Dong Zhuo is under Dong Zhuo's control.

The man who suddenly broke in is no exception.

As he approached the confined space, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

”No!” Vigilantly looked around, and a touch of surprise flashed on the man's face.

In front of them, there was no movement. They looked like statues.

You know, these illusions are only the lowest level of Killian. Except for a few who have self-awareness, others only know how to instinctively devour the same kind to become stronger.

At the moment, these empty statues are like statues. They are not only motionless, but also do not even make a sound.

This strange situation immediately aroused the man's vigilance.

He did not believe that all these illusions were Killian with self-consciousness. This is incredible!!

Moreover, it is obvious that those silk threads are swallowing these emptiness, but these emptiness are still unresponsive, waiting like statues.

Such a situation is more than strange to describe!

”Why? What is this thing in the shape of black silk thread? ” The man frowned. Although his enthusiasm when looking at Dong Zhuo can still be found through the lens, there is a bit more vigilance.

After thinking for a moment, the man had to give up. In his understanding of emptiness, he couldn't find any excuse to explain the situation in front of him.

”That's all! Whatever you are. Become my research object! ” While talking to himself, the man pulled out his soul chopping knife.

”Drink, evil concubine!” With the export of Jiefang language, the man swallowed his soul chopping knife, and his whole body suddenly expanded sharply. The lower part of the body becomes the shape of tentacles, which condense and disappear, becoming feet and clothes hem, with four wings on the back and colorful lines on the eyes.

Virtual night palace, 80th blade, Sal Apollo granz!!

This is a crazy scientist, the most powerful researcher in the virtual circle. Even in the face of Captain death, he is still dismissive of the same scientist.

He is an out and out research maniac. Among the ten blades of the virtual night palace, his symbol is madness!

After the liberation of the soul chopping knife, Sal Apollo's golden pupils showed a crazy light. A gray tentacle, like an arrow off the string, flew towards Dong Zhuo's position.

”Huh?” Dong Zhuo, who is enjoying the continuous division and expansion of the perfect virus, and even evolved enough to freely convert the soul, meat and body, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes shone with anger.

If you disturb Dong Zhuo at this time, whoever you are will bear his anger!

When the tentacles flying like lightning just flew over the perfect virus field laid in a wide range, the virus silk threads originally tangled around those virtual bodies were immediately ejected. Crazy sniping at this tentacle.

”What a sensitive response! That is great! That is great! I want to study this thing more and more! ” He had no idea what kind of existence he was offending, and sal Apollo had no consciousness at all. Forcibly urging his tentacles, he wound around Dong Zhuo.

Of course, he can see that the soul standing in the center of this black and red unknown silk thread is the key! As long as we seize him, we will not worry about the opportunity to study these silk threads in the future.

The tentacles ignored the perfect virus wrapped around and attacked Dong Zhuo without stopping.

Collapse!

A sound like the vibration of a string came. The originally fast tentacles suddenly stopped, and the inertia seemed to be nonexistent.