"hiss!"

A neighing sound like a poisonous snake suddenly sounded, and a dark purple rotten sword energy disappeared fleetingly in the air.

"Tsk bang!"

The wall at the street corner was chopped into pieces like tofu, the cut surface was extremely smooth, and there was a faint smell of rot attached to it.

Wisps of poisonous smoke filled the air, and on the flat cement road, there was a huge crack that almost bisected the entire road.

It was only a few inches away from Nuolan's right foot that stretched forward.

It was as if there was a sharp blade pressed against his throat, and he felt a cold and deadly air that had invisibly locked him tightly.

If you take another step forward, death may be waiting for you.

"ah!!!"

Screams and calls for help from pedestrians filled the air.

They were running away in all directions, but in just a few seconds, the bustling streets that were originally crowded with people quickly became deserted.

Nuo Lan suppressed the ups and downs of emotions in her heart, remained calm, and slowly turned around to face the people in the sword hall in front of her.

"Is this person crazy?"

He doesn't understand.

No matter how powerful one is in City Z, no matter how much attention is paid to Carat's disappearance.

As long as you are a normal person, you will never choose to do something in this kind of commercial street where people come and go.

The sword slashed down just now, cutting the road surface and leaving Nolan behind. At the same time, the ventricular attack also cut off his own escape route.

"Why?"

Nuo Lan's brain was spinning rapidly, thinking about the meaning behind the other party's reckless actions.

"unless……"

As if he had thought of something, he suddenly looked at Fusiri, who was sitting on a wicker chair in the distance.

Compared with half a month ago, the appearance of abdominal dissection has changed greatly.

The withered hair and beard that were already gray became black and thick again;

Many of the dense wrinkles on my face have disappeared, and none of the age spots on my skin can be seen.

It was as if he had rejuvenated his youth, but within a few days, the old man who was about to die and had run out of energy and energy was regained his vitality.

From a distance, he looks more like a thin man in his prime.

In Nolan's impression, there are indeed some mechanical and genetic black technologies in the world of One Punch that can be used on the human body to extend life.

However, he did not think that the changes in the body were caused by these black technologies.

The opponent's dark pupils have almost shrunk to the size of rice grains, and the rich evil aura naturally exuded from his body is exactly the same as the previous carat.

Without even thinking too much, Nuolan already understood most of the origin of the change.

"Did he also swallow the weirdo cells... No wonder."

Having experienced monstrosity, he is very aware of the mental impact of monstrous cells.

That kind of corrosive force that is as pervasive as water flow, no matter how firm your will is, it will inevitably find a breakthrough and infect the soul.

As he was getting older, his spirit and will had already become sluggish.

Facing the erosion of weirdo cells, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist even for a moment.

There may be a reason why the other party is so aggressive right now.

On the other hand, not everyone can be protected by a variety of magical abilities like Nolan.

In addition to the negative effects on the mental aspect, weird cells also have a huge impact on the physical level.

Presumably, the appearance of an old human being displayed in front of everyone by Kokobiri is about to be unsustainable.

Along with the ability to sense, the domineering energy of sight and color spreads silently to the surroundings.

Nuolan could clearly "see" the extremely chaotic emotional force field surrounding the abdominal incision.

And the deep darkness bulging under that skin.

"Kara, where are you?"

The old and hoarse voice echoed faintly in the cold air.

The sound was not loud even though it was tens of meters away, but it was extremely clear when it reached Nuolan's ears.

He did not answer immediately, but stood calmly and remained silent.

Having converted most of the energy of the monster's cells into the potential of his body, he will most likely not be a match for his increased strength after transforming into a monster.

All he could do was delay.

According to Nuolan's understanding, the branch of the Heroes Association in City Z is not too far from here.

Being in a state of unconsciousness, he chose to carry out the attack in the city center, which was undoubtedly a bad move.

Nuolan even vaguely heard the sound of police sirens coming from the end of the street in the distance.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter."

Kapukuri stood up slowly, holding the hilt of the sword in his right hand and taking off the scabbard with his left hand.

The air vibrated slightly, mixed with the hissing of poisonous snakes, and the surface of the sword shone with cold light.

"What's the meaning?"

Nuo Lan felt a little surprised.

According to his understanding, shouldn't the next development of the plot involve septorrhea sitting in the rear and letting the surrounding bodyguards in black move in first?

He had already thought about it, and when the time came, he deliberately pretended to be having a hard time and pulled a little to delay it for a while.

Is there anyone who doesn't push the mobs and directly fights the boss?

Moreover, won’t you ask more questions about Carat’s whereabouts? He is also a closed disciple after all, right?

Naturally, Fukuhara would not know what Nuolan was thinking at this moment.

The monster cells' infinite amplification of their own desires has brought his sanity to the point of near insanity.

The huge energy accumulated inside the body seems to explode at any time.

Violent and frantic emotions have gradually taken over his brain, and a strong desire for destruction filled his heart.

He could hardly control himself anymore.

Carat, or this tiny human insect in front of me, is more like an excuse to convince myself for abdominal disembowelment today.

Instead of turning into an inhuman monster alone in the sword hall, it is better to take this opportunity to kill nearly ten million people in the entire Z city.

As a sacrificial offering, dedicated to the great existence that gave me strength.

His consciousness was in a trance, his spirit gradually became fanatical, and the only remaining rice-sized pupils in his eyes were gradually covered by a layer of dead white.

Muttering strange phrases with unknown meanings, he carried a sword in one hand and walked slowly towards Nolan's direction.

Like an old snake that is shedding its skin, tiny cracks appear on the surface of the belly-cut skin.

It peels off like dead skin, revealing the rough brown-green bark-like skin underneath.

The body swelled rapidly, and between the eyebrows, a strange vertical pupil with only the white of the eye left was slowly squeezed out.

The deadly poisonous gas is accompanied by boundless darkness, and spreads out in all directions with the belly cut as the center.

The bodyguards who saw the changes in Kabukeriri's body and looked horrified didn't even have time to escape. They strangled their necks, rolled their eyes, and fell to the ground one by one as if they couldn't breathe.

Looking at Nuo Lan, who was a little further ahead, her human appearance had faded away and turned into an inhuman monster, she had a cheerful look on her face that had finally been released after being suppressed for a long time.

The blade was tilted at the waist, and the body was slightly tilted, assuming a posture that was very familiar to Nolan.

"Iai..."

Nuolan's body suddenly tensed up and she was about to move.

But he only heard a sharp sound tearing the air from behind him.
Chapter completed!