Um!?
Zhang Tie!?
Seeing Zhang Tie running towards him with strange steps, Second Will and Lin An paid attention at the same time.
It's like entering a deserted place.
Xiong Hanzi, who always maintained a javelin-like attitude, quickly rushed into the center of the battlefield, and then raised a can of reagents in his right hand and accurately hit the heads of Lin An, a large number of resuscitation bodies.
No one stopped, no response.
Whether it was the resurrected Lin An or the undead monarch fighting fiercely in the air, neither side seemed to be able to see him.
"Bang-"
There was a slight sound of glass breaking.
After a moment, the potion that was thrown into the air suddenly shattered, and the light blue mist in the potion also filled the air instantly.
Dots of firefly mist shrouded the battlefield like some kind of biochemical poisonous gas.
This is!?
Slightly startled.
Before Lin An tried to contact Zhang Tie, Xiong Hanzi, who had finished injecting the medicine, quickly passed through their feet with stiff steps and went straight to the location of the astronaut model.
What does it mean and what is invested?
Trapped in the aberration, feeling the mist, Lin An felt an inexplicable familiar feeling.
One second later.
The resurrected body shrouded in mist showed no abnormal reaction and continued to charge tirelessly towards the monarchs on both sides.
But at this moment, a change occurred.
The resurrected body, covered in potion, seemed to have been sprayed with delicious condiments.
As soon as he got close to the undead monarch transformed by the ghost baby, he was instantly thrown into his mouth.
"Click"
"Click"
Chew and swallow.
As if there was some kind of strong attraction, the undead monarch who was still fighting with the ink spirit completely gave up the desire to fight and turned back strangely.
A rickety body.
The huge hands scooped up the resurrected bodies like scavengers, and then threw them into their mouths one after another.
The bones were bitten to pieces.
The resurrected body that was thrown into the mouth exploded like a tomato under the big chews, and dark red blood exploded in the mouth like juice.
One, two, three.
The sound of rapid eating suddenly echoed throughout the battlefield.
The resurrected body thrown into the mouth by the Undead Lord did not know how to dodge, but stupidly followed the previous instructions and rushed to her side as if feeding.
Seeing the strange scene in front of him, Lin An couldn't help but shrink his pupils.
What did Zhang Tie do!?
Is this going to happen!?
In just over a second, the battle situation changed instantly.
Seduced by the delicious food, the ghost baby completely lost its desire to fight and just kept devouring the resurrected body.
After eating, she simply squatted on the ground. The huge face transformed by the death energy was like a bottomless abyss, swallowing everything.
No matter how the aberrants and the inklings attacked, the ghost infant remained motionless while in the feeding state.
At the same time, in Lin An's perception, the monarch's aura transformed by the ghost baby began to rise strangely.
It's like triggering a chain reaction.
The meme transmission, which was originally divided into two parts, was now divided again as the ghost infant strengthened.
The mysterious meme is like the strings of a puppet. At this moment, it feels like giving up controlling the ink spirit and fully controlling the ghost baby.
Just as Lin An frantically asked Zhang Tie what was going on, a message with a tone similar to that of Chu An was sent from Xiong Hanzi:
"After the ghost baby dies, use the causal sequence to reverse Mo Ling and himself, and let Mo Ling eat the ghost baby."
Amoeba copy.
In front of the operating table, Klein watched with interest as Chu An inserted the needle into the ghost baby:
"Are you going to let Mo Ling eat the ghost baby?"
"Aren't you afraid of overwhelming her?"
With an expressionless face, after injecting the light blue liquid into the headless baby's body, Chu An replied calmly without looking back:
"It won't be wasted even if it's full."
"Lin An can also eat her."
After hearing Chu An's reply, Klein's expression froze and his face couldn't help but tremble.
this guy
Really perverted
Instinctively, Klein moved slightly away from Chu An and focused his attention on the amoeba extract again:
"Well, in terms of perversion, you are the pervert."
"If my judgment is correct, are you planning to turn the ghost baby into an amoeba here, and then lure the undead monarch transformed by the ghost baby into eating the amoeba? In this way, you can make that
The undead monarch nearby also became part of the amoeba?"
"That's right."
Chu An nodded calmly, staring at the ghost baby who started to twist.
Seeing that he had guessed Chu An's thoughts correctly, a flash of doubt flashed in Klein's eyes, just like an experimental discussion, and he rubbed his chin:
"But what's the point of doing this?"
"Are you planning to kill the ghost infant here and then use a chain reaction to kill the undead monarch over there? Because they share the characteristics of the amoeba?"
"But the distance is too big, right? Our world and your world are separated by a plane."
As he spoke, Klein had to doubt.
Judging from his research, after injecting the amoeba, a super-distance connection will indeed be established between the bugs.
Just like the 700 million "zombiees" who grew stronger simultaneously before, when individuals become stronger, the group also strengthens.
On the other hand, when the individual collapses, the group will also collapse.
From the time Zhang Tie died to untie the amoeba, Chu An had used this method.
But he had never thought about crossing a plane and wanting to have such an effect.
If we describe it in terms of distance, the distance between here and the earth is probably not hundreds of millions of light years away, and it is not in the same dimension at all.
Will killing the ghost babies infected with amoeba here really kill the ghost babies on earth?
Still not looking back, Chu An, who was silently observing the ghost baby, had his eyes flashing. He seemed to have captured some details before decisively injecting the consistent solution into the ghost baby again.
Lifting the frame slightly, he replied indifferently:
"Under quantum entanglement, there is no distance."
"Even if the amoeba can't do it, the ghost baby itself can do it because of its spatial characteristics."
As soon as the words fell, the ghost baby on the operating table froze instantly.
A second later, it seemed to dissolve and quickly turned into a pool of blood that seemed to have been melted by sulfuric acid.
Space City.
To be continued...