"My hand!"

Blood was sprayed out from the broken wound like a fountain.

The attacker in the student uniform was wailing in pain.

The sound of metal products colliding with each other came from a distance.

Screaming.

Wailing.

beg for mercy.

Shinjuku High School became like hell.

This kind of killing is meaningless to Aragaki.

His goal is to recycle monster elements and make himself complete.

Xingzi is already used to communication without response.

"What the little brother means is to find a place to hide, preserve your strength, attack at the last moment, and become the final winner?"

She carried a hatchet and thought about perfecting a brand new plan.

"If this happens, I'll pick up your hand." She picked up the broken hand on the ground and took it back.

The hands whose bones were chopped were growing intact under her touch.

The boy who looks like a student did not say a word of thanks. He wanted to let the woman in front of him feel the pain he was suffering.

He punched Xingzi.

Xingzi squatted there with a smile. She did nothing, and the fist that came fell off her arm by itself.

"Be good, don't think about attacking me, otherwise your hands will fall off again."

After Apricot finished speaking, Xiaobu quickly walked over to catch up with Aragaki.

"Interesting ability, I want to see her information within an hour." Shinko, holding the telescope, ordered the people around her.

She observed every conflict point in Shinjuku Middle School with great interest, controlling the rhythm of the entire trial.

"It's almost done, let that out."

"yes."

In Shinjuku Middle School Biology Teaching Laboratory, a glassware filled with solution suddenly exploded.

Soaked in the solution, it looked like a giant spider, but a monster with only four legs climbed up to the roof.

The boy, who heard the utensil explode, held a crowbar in his hand, looked around cautiously.

Suddenly I felt a little cold on my head.

He touched it with his hand and looked in front of him. The strange sticky liquid, like glue, made it difficult for his five fingers to separate.

He raised his head and saw a rope hanging from the ceiling, and subconsciously pulled it.

The rope suddenly strangled his neck and pulled his body off the ground.

"Guji."

"Guji."

"Guji."

...

Three minutes later, he jumped from mid-air and his limbs fell to the ground.

I saw that his face was gray and there was something like a beret on his skull.

"Brother, what kind of drink do you drink?"

Xingzi whipped her legs on the vending machine and asked with several bottles of drinks.

Seeing that Aragaki did not answer, she took a bottle of black tea without authorization and poured it into Aragaki's mouth.

The drink entered his mouth.

The mitochondria of monsters with some nutrient shortage will be immediately fully activated.

The mitochondria in the cell are like a flashing sun, outputting energy with all their strength.

Aragaki controls the vocal cords to make sounds, "sugar."

"You want a sugary drink? No problem!"

Apricot unscrewed all the sugary drinks and poured them into Aragaki's mouth.

Enough energy unlocks the computing power of the monster's mitochondria.

"Whether the sampled genes are analyzed: the finger blade gene, the crazy lick gene, the beastly gene (female family)."

"yes."

Every monster mitochondria is like a central processor core.

The mitochondrial computing network of the monsters of billions is connected together, which is a supercomputer with extremely powerful computing power.

Of course, energy consumption is also terrifying.

The sugar contained in a bottle of beverage is the energy that can be calculated for about one second.

The moisture in the beverage turns into sweat and is discharged on the surface of the skin to cool down the cells in the body.

Xingzi saw Aragaki sitting there, white smoke emitting all over her body, and her skin was red, as if she was about to become an immortal, and touched his skin.

It feels very hot.

Are you sick?

"repair."

Xingzi uses his ability to get from the monster.

invalid.

Not sick.

"sugar!"

Aragaki's voice actually had a tone.

"Okay, okay!"

Xingzi used a hatchet to split the vending machine, unscrew a bottle of drink, and placed it in Aragaki's mouth raised upwards, allowing it to flow out naturally, and then opened the next bottle.

The drinks in the vending machine were almost gone.

The corridor was already filled with thick fog.

That is the moisture evaporated from Aragaki.

“The analysis has been completed.”

Aragaki raised his hand and placed it in front of him, and his round nails began to grow rapidly.

The blade edge of more than ten centimeters is nearly transparent in the thinnest part. When it touches the iron sheet of the vending machine, it seems that there is no resistance at all, so it cuts a huge hole.

"So awesome!"

Xingzi's eyes flashed with little stars, "Isn't this the ability of that gangster? Can the little brother swallow other people's abilities?"

Her praise was not over, and the glass in the corridor ahead suddenly burst into pieces.

An angry voice came from the steam, "Is it you two dogs, men and women who hurt my Tokugawa Keisuke's younger brother?"

"You monsters should die!"

Tokugawa Kesuke stomped the glass fragments under his feet, held the samurai sword in both hands, and made a move with great speed.

The silver blade refracts the light and pulls out half of the moon.

"Go to die! Moonlight Slash!"

Aragaki raised his finger blade.

"bite!"

Crispy and long.

Tokugawa Kesuke jumped back and saw Aragaki's weapon extending from his fingertips, "It's indeed a monster! Look at me killing demons and eliminating demons!"

Although Tokugawa Keisuke, who was born in a kendo family, does not have the power that has only begun to appear and proliferate in recent months.

But his fighting skills, his physical fitness, his will.

They are all much higher than those monsters who suddenly possess powerful abilities.

With the knife in his hand alone, he had killed many people who had gained the power of the devil.

Even when he entered the shelter of Shinjuku Middle School, he wanted to concentrate on the execution of the devil.
To be continued...