mesbooks Chapter 611
Chapter 611
Chapter 612
“boom!”
When the demon boy finished speaking the last sentence, his body finally couldn’t stand Su Mu’s violent attack.
With a “bang”, it exploded into blood mist, and then disappeared.
The footprints that could have been seen on the broken marble gradually faded as the demon boy disappeared.
“Resolved…”
Su Mu patted the dust off his body, and then the black lines on his right hand began to recede little by little.
As if it had never appeared before.
Now Su Mu finally understands that the Death Mark on his right button has grown to the point where he can use it at will.
Just like just now, just like in my heart, these marks spread out.
Although there are no other special abilities attached, it can catch a demon boy that he couldn’t touch originally.
…
“I’m the god of death?…”
Su Mu murmured again, he heard all the words of Yaotong just now.
Although I can’t believe it completely, I can’t rule out its possibility…
“grim Reaper……”
Su Mu touched his right shoulder and felt it carefully.
There was no discomfort. When I first used the Mark of Death, I didn’t feel anger, and the dark personality did not appear because of it.
Everything is normal…
Everything seemed reasonable, and Death’s Mark was part of his power and could be used at will.
There is no obstacle, and perhaps the biggest obstacle.
But many times, I have to use the power of death…
…
Shaking his head, no longer think about this incident.
Because no matter how much you pay attention to this incident, there is currently no clue…
Leaving the destroyed corridor, Su Mu did not go directly to the box, and found the monitoring room that Yaotong said.
Violence opened the closed door of the monitoring room, and the shocking scene appeared in front of you, and at the same time an indescribable bloody smell rushed over!
…
“cough!”
Su Mu gritted his teeth, the masseter muscles on both sides of his cheeks bulged, and his forehead was squirming.
At this time, the scene in the monitoring room can only be described as inhumane.
Twenty-one corpses, waiters, welcome guests, and even the chef, all in…
No corpse is intact, all have been violently mutilated/dismembered, and the corpse is in a different place.
Even a chef’s head was deliberately placed on another waiter’s neck, like a toy, which has been manipulated by the devil…
Demons…
penetration……
Apocalypse! ! !
Su Mu’s eyes gradually climbed bloodshot, and the canthus was about to split.
Although the chairman is not a saint, he did not think that he could sacrifice himself if he saved the world.
But when you see these pictures, the anger in your heart will automatically burst out at this time, filling every corner of your body.
Thinking of the last days of the previous life, the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, the ruined walls…
Both hands can’t help but clenched fists tightly.
How long will the apocalypse infiltrate and descend?
Behind the apocalypse, what is it, what kind of existence is it, it can play with a world, a civilization, and a civilized world with thousands of creatures!
…
…
After a while, Su Mu’s emotions calmed down a bit.
Then closed the door and walked towards his box.
Back in the box, Su Mu first asked Ho about their situation in the game.
“We did find an infiltrating dungeon in Qingjiang City, but when it hit the average, this dungeon was automatically closed…” Lao He said.
Qin Lang said with a pale face: “I didn’t expect that there would be such a copy, I opened my eyes…”
“What’s wrong with him?” Su Mu asked.
Lao He: “He was abused when he was hitting the Infiltration Dungeon, but fortunately, it was all skin injuries…”
“Good food…”
Qin Lang: “…”
By this time, Viagra was still lying on the stool like a dead dog.
His mouth is slightly open and his eyes are hollow. If he didn’t know, he would have thought that this guy had died suddenly.
Su Mu approached.
“Papa.”
He slapped three slaps directly, “Huh, wake up.”
“Old, boss…” Viagra’s complexion recovered some color, “Boss, I’m afraid, I’m afraid…”
Viagra took Su Mu’s hand with mist in his eyes, “Boss, can you accompany me to the toilet?”
Su Mu: “…”
Other people: “…”×7
“You can solve it on the spot.” After speaking, Su Mu took out his mobile phone and found that the signal had also been restored.
So I directly dialed Dong Hui’s phone and talked about the situation here.
…
More than ten minutes later, Su Mu and the others came out of the hotel, and the hotel was also blocked by the Court of Arbitration.
The faces of the people present are not very good-looking.
Among the crowd, only Dong Hui with his left hand came over, then patted Su Mu on the shoulder, sighed long, and said, “Thanks to you this time.”
“Is there?” Su Mu laughed at himself, “It’s not over yet.”
Dong Hui: “…”
“This time, the matter is a bit big. We thought it was only the floor where you were on, but there were three floors.”
“Except for the nine of you, everyone else is dead.”
“…”
Everyone was silent. After a while, Su Mu asked, “How many people died?”
“83 hotel employees, 102 came over for dinner…”
“There is a box, a family of six, all dead, the youngest one is only one year old.”
Su Mu looked gloomy and said, “We didn’t find any abnormalities. By the time we found it, it was too late.”
“I know.” Dong Hui said, “This is indeed a tragedy, but you don’t have to blame yourself, the reincarnation of heaven is life and death.”
“Heaven…”
…
Back from the hotel, it was already 11 o’clock in the evening.
So many people died, it must be concealed, the night tonight looked very dark.
This matter will soon spread in Azure City, spread to everyone’s ears, and even some people will deliberately exaggerate.
but……
so what?
This world is like this…
“Still not sleeping?” Wan’er asked when she saw Su Mu standing in Yantai smoking a cigarette.
Su Mu: “A bit, melancholy…”
“What’s the matter?” Wan’er in pajamas walked over and gently rubbed Su Mu’s shoulders.
Su Mu is more than 180 and Wan’er is more than 170. Although there is a certain gap, simple shoulder rubbing is not a problem.
“Hi, hoo…”
Su Mu took a deep breath and said, “The chicken is gone.”
“what?”
“Fuck chicken.”
“You mean the phone code?” Wan’er asked.
Su Mu nodded.
“Broken?”
“Um.”
“You didn’t wear a phone case?”
Su Mu: “…”
Wan’er: “I bring my ID card back tomorrow, and then buy a cell phone again.”
“Remember to wear it next time.”
Su Mu was still melancholy, “You don’t understand, my phone contains my last stubbornness.”
Wan’er: “…”
Su Mu: “Maybe next time, I have to bring an iron cover…”