"Kill..."
Roman screamed, emboldened himself, and screamed for everyone, and the blood family who was greedily licking and licking his blood between his fingers did not seem to have thought that such an ordinary person would have the courage to charge himself.
"rub········"
With the knife in his hand, the head of the blood family rolled out like a watermelon, but this did not kill the blood family. He vented his anger with his teeth and claws, and the headless body began to walk towards Roman step by step. , Roman is a soldier, but facing such a monster, he couldn't help but get scared, and began to step backwards step by step.
The bewitching elder on the side seemed a little disappointed, and slowly shook his head, perhaps lamenting his wrong vision, but at this moment, Roman’s body suddenly accelerated and rushed up, as if a cannonball fired and slammed into it. The headless blood race flew out with him straight, and fell heavily to the ground. When he rolled away from the headless blood race, the scimitar in his hand was deeply pierced The chest of the blood clan nailed him to the ground.
Everyone was dumbfounded, didn't they say that only silverware can kill them? Doesn’t it mean that these monsters will die only if the stake is stuck in their chest? Seeing that the corpse of the blood clan slowly began to burn into ashes, everyone's eyes regained their vitality, and the weapons in their hands cracked. They finally built up confidence and started to fight back.
There are fewer and fewer bats in the sky. They landed and turned into human forms, and began to violently attack the crowd. Their sharp claws collided with the swords in the hands of these Mayan organization members, and they made a harsh metal sound. And the incredible ability to recover, so that everyone is somewhat powerless.
"Roar··········"
Suddenly a woman in the crowd yelled at several blood races. Her voice came directly from her mouth, like a laser beam, penetrating the blood races' bodies. This is the power of sound waves. This woman is special. The ability is his voice, beyond the sonic ability of ordinary people, can make everything shattered under the shock of this sound wave, and all the supernaturalists use their unique abilities to constantly fight the monsters in front of them.
A member who is good at using long swords seems to be born with superhuman control of the sword. If it is normal, he can pierce the thick and thin tree trunks in the arms of the two with a single sword, but his sword pierced the eyes of the blood race, and the blood bead just A few drops leaked out and healed. The Maya members who were not dominant in number lost most of them in an instant.
"Brothers, get up with the bayonet." Roman shouted at the few remaining soldiers behind him. He pulled out the bayonet from his waist and fixed it to the rifle. He slashed and stabbed, killing a blood family in front of him, and the other members. Following this, a crazy assassination began.
After being furiously counterattacked, these blood races began to become cruel and bloody. Every claw swiped down was a bloody piece of flesh. Each member was torn into pieces by these blood races, and the internal blood was spread all over the floor. Brains mixed with blood and flesh scattered all around, these supernatural beings who are different from ordinary people feel that life is so fragile for the first time, and the soldiers who originally saw hope are instantly chilled. Under this absolute disadvantage, they seem to have seen themselves. Corpse.
Perhaps luckily, Roman was grabbed by a paw on his back, but it was not fatal. When he woke up from a faint and looked around, among the people who were still standing, he could not find the team members he brought. It was not a war that soldiers should participate in. He began to laugh wildly, at the sky, at the corpses on the ground, and even at the brutal and bloody kinsmen.
Yes, he is a war machine that makes them fearful in the eyes of soldiers, even ordinary people, but in front of these monsters, they are completely helpless children, allowing these blood races to trample and raging.
Roman’s wild laugh seemed to have alarmed a blood clan, it screamed excitedly towards Roman, and instantly tore the other members of the Mayan organization in front of it to pieces.
Perhaps it was that he was no longer afraid when he was scared to the extreme. Roman's laughter did not stop. The blood that rushed up stood face to face with him, smelling the stench exhaling from the monster's mouth, Roman pointed to his neck and roared:
"Come on, come on, bite here!"
Faced with these weak people, it may be the first time that the blood race saw such a crazy prey that is not afraid of death. Maybe it was surprised or hesitated. He didn't bite Roman's neck and stared blankly at the red-eyed Roman, this blood race. Two cruel cold lights flashed in his eyes.
"boom·······"
Taking advantage of this blood clan's stupefaction, Roman shot his head at close range, and then the muzzle slammed against the blood clan's chest, pushing the headless corpse while firing a gun with one bullet. One by one penetrated the blood family's heart, piercing its black body like a bat, until the bullet in the pistol was completely shot, Roman pushed the corpse away.
Until this time, Roman finally understood why there was only a special team of twelve people on it, not even a fighter plane, because in front of these monsters, human weapons are simply fire sticks, just like the bewitching said, only Cut off their heads and pierce their hearts, these undead vampires will truly disappear,
Seeing the undead who had been beaten through his body in front of him turned into ashes a little bit, Roman discovered that in addition to the three elders of the Mayan organization, the power army of nearly a hundred people, besides himself, an ordinary special soldier, was just There are three people left, one is holding a fireball tightly in one hand, the other is the sonic woman who killed the blood race just now, and another is crystal clear now, holding a transparent one tightly in his hand. With a spear, he completely wrapped himself in ice cubes, and they surrounded the three elders in horns, carefully carrying the offensive of the blood race.
The entire International Plaza was full of flesh and blood, stumps, and ashes of the killed blood family. At this moment, Roman's back suddenly burned like a fire, and the wound from the piece of meat caught black gas in the air. There was even a burning smell, Roman struggling painfully on the ground, and at this time, the Prophet surrounded by the crowd had a smile on his face, as if someone who was about to die in the dry desert saw an oasis. , His eyes were full of excitement, but he still said faintly:
"Finally waiting for you, Gorefiend." As if Roman had changed like this, he had already known it beforehand.
At this moment, Roman's skin became like charcoal, his eyes were like two blood-colored fireballs deep in his eye sockets, and his body suddenly rose nearly two meters, his camouflage uniform was like an inflated balloon. It is generally split by layers, and his ten fingers have become slender and sharp. What's more terrifying is that in his roar, the shoulder blades on his back actually stretched out two wings like bats, which is exactly one refined. Humanoid bat appearance.
His roar began to become sharp, like a ring of gongs, shaking everyone present, even the blood races, and the body exuded a violent bloodthirsty murderous intent, so that everyone could not lift their heads, and the blood races were in there. When he saw his eyes, he knelt down unconsciously, as if he was absolutely surrendering to the strong.
'Youkai········This is the consensus of the three surviving members of the abilities. They are different from ordinary people. What they saw and heard is even more surprising, but they have never seen anything like this. Scary creatures.
Seeing Roman's sudden change, the blood leader hiding in the distance was also very surprised. The human beings who were injured by the blood in the past were at most only the puppets of the blood, but the coercion exuding from the monster in front of him actually caused the people below The lower blood race knelt down to show weakness, and the blood race leader actually smelled the threat of death from the monster.
"call·······"
The blood leader finally couldn't help it, transformed into a human-shaped bat of the same size as Roman, leaning over and rushing down behind Roman, spreading his paws, and the moment he was about to catch Roman’s wings, the blood leader saw clearly. The monster in front of him seemed to have eyes behind his head, and even one sideways easily avoided his own attack.
"not good······"
At this moment, the leader of the blood race gave a secret start, because the force of the dive did not weaken, Roman, who had just escaped the attack, used his sharp claws to buckle one of the wing of the blood race leader, and his sharp nails were deeply pierced into the flesh. , A trace of black blood flowed out of his wound, dripping onto the smooth stone slab, and actually smashed the stone slab into a deep pit like a water drop.
"Squeak..."
The screams of bats squeezed out of Roman’s throat, like a life-deathing ghost roaring, the charcoal-like arm muscles instantly entangled like a rope. Accompanied by the painful roar of the blood leader, Roman took his One wing was torn off alive.
"Squeak..."
Roman’s cry was filled with excitement and bloodthirsty pleasure. He tore the wings in his hand to pieces, and was dropped by the leader of the blood family not far away. He watched as his wings were torn to pieces. He roared in pain, as if Roman was tearing meat from him piece by piece. Finally, he became angry and ran a few steps, only to find that another wing hindered his movement. The blood leader suddenly turned around and grabbed his other The wings began to bite, as if they were gnawing at the enemy's remains, until the wings were completely bitten and gnawed by him.
Everyone's eyes widened and did not dare to make any noises, watching the duel between these two monsters quietly, while the other blood races were kneeling, with respect in their eyes, no matter which race they were, they would never be able to avoid the predators of the weak. law.
"boom········"
Roman and the leader of the blood race were like two iron blocks telling the flight. They suddenly smashed into each other. Everyone only saw the two black shadows intertwined. They couldn't tell who was who. After a while, Roman was like one. The tattered cotton wool was directly thrown out, and his two wings were forcibly broken, and his body was covered with scratches and tooth marks. The ink-like black blood was flowing, and it even corroded the slate under him. A deep pit the size of his shape appeared.
The leader of the blood race screamed with excitement, and walked towards Roman step by step. His figure slowly shrank, and finally he looked like a red-haired, blue-eyed European man in a black cloak, full of energy, if it weren't just hanging from the corner of his mouth. There was a trace of blood, and it was impossible to tell that he was also injured.
"It's over, elder, we are completely finished."
The members of the Mayan organization holding the fireball in their hands desperately said that with such a strong fighting power, they were beaten to the ground in less than two rounds in front of the leader of the blood clan, let alone them? There was no vitality in his eyes, and the fireball in his hand seemed to slowly sink with his will, and finally went out.