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Phagocytic evolution

In the end times, when people complain about not being awakened. Ethan has created a devouring power for himself. It was at that moment that every Power became an option on Ethan's shopping list. Zombies, vicious dogs, powerful beasts of different dimensions. Weird towns, broken towns, mysterious worlds of different latitudes. In the footsteps of legend, starting with Death Town.

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60 Chs

Mysterious Powers

Cynthia's figure quickly shuttled through the death town, revealing a very good coordination, that hot to almost arrogant perfect body under the cover of a large man's military uniform, revealing a different style.

According to the obscure meaning of Ethan's words, Cynthia quickly went to the agreed place with the promise, without the camera and invisible headphones, Cynthia seemed to break the invisible shackles, but unfortunately, want to escape this death town, there are chains waiting for her to lift.

Like the miniature bombs injected into the head, or the well-armed elite soldiers of Baytown, or the mighty legion of Powers that are waiting for them.

The chains certainly add several levels of difficulty to the battle.

Fortunately, the very reliable, powerful soldier has accepted her, and judging by the state of the promise, she trusts Ethan, so as long as the promise is found, and the rabbit is firmly caught, then Ethan's team will inevitably have Cynthia's name.

Cynthia has a very strong strength, but to escape from here, relying on "savage collision" is not feasible, let's hope that the performance of the confident, skillful soldier can have a perfect plan. So Cynthia thought.

"Fugitive, you cannot escape." As Cynthia approached the building where the appointment was to be made, she heard a male voice with a heavy sarcastic tone.

A fugitive? Isn't that the code for the promise? There's a Power after Promise?

Cynthia, with a feeling in her heart, eased her steps and ran after her.

"Fugitive, stop struggling." The man had a low, calm voice with a black accent, "I feel you here, I bet you're holding your nose and mouth and you're not even breathing, are you?"

Different from the promise has met the pursuer, this pursuer's strategy is quite extreme, he seems to be walking in the park, rather than hunting, he is so bit by bit to consume the promise of the ability and energy, through the words constantly torture the promise of the nervous nervous, perhaps the next second, the promise will be under the destruction of such a terrible hunter mental breakdown.

Promise is indeed like the man conjecture, one hand dead cover mouth and nose, nervous almost forget to breathe, panicked looking at the front door.

Click.

The door was open, and a tall and strong black man with an explosive head came in. The muscular and dark skin made the black man like a steel tower, and the fierce face frightened the poor little white rabbit.

'Ah! Promise a scream, back against the wall, ability gushed out, petite figure instantly disappeared into the wall, disappeared without a trace.

"You can't run away. It's not a good feeling to be desperate." The afro man, his voice unwavering and seemingly undaunted, continued, "I can put an end to your despair. Stand in front of me and I will free you in a second."

Of the 80 contestants, only one has such a prominent afro, and that is Explosive Fighter 002.

His kill strategy is not as hot as the hair, he is so composed, unlike any other eager killer, burst fighter is using his patience and intelligence, little by little to wear down the promised reason.

This is a killer who fights with his head! Compared to the once reckless 010, the 002 burst fighter does not know where to go.

If it hadn't been for Cynthia, the promise would have really gotten cold.

"Huh?" The black man with the afro-head turned to leave the room and continued to look for a promise, but he saw a phantom quietly flashing in a distant corridor on the first floor.

'Sir! Sir! ' "Shouted one of the soldiers in the central control room in Baytown.

"Huh?" The master of the game, Dawgs, was finally distracted,

But he saw a scene that made him very excited, "002 and 033!" Oh, my God, this is going to be a nuclear blast! Quick, mobilize all the cameras around, let everyone see the value of the two of them! Hurry up!"

Two flowers, one on each side.

Finally waiting for you!

Ethan kept his head still, glanced down, and saw the words.

It is worth mentioning that the miniature camera equipped with Baytown to the contestants has a radio effect, but the invisible headset is only to send commands, and does not have communication functions.

Ethan heart move, also determined that the other party is the mysterious power in the dark room, at the same time, Ethan hidden look around, found that there is no installation of monitoring facilities in the basement, this just understand, this guy chose the date location here is considered.

"I have a very special ability, I can convince some people to do something for me, how about that?" Doesn't that sound good? Am I qualified to team up with you?" The supplicant spoke and wrote on the sand with a stick: We need number 22, he can remove the bomb, that is the key.

"Can you persuade people to do something? Why don't I sense what you're capable of? Ordinary communication like yours..." Ethan raised his eyebrows with a subtle meaning in his words, and then said in a low, affirming voice with a change in tone, "I can do it."

Obviously, Ethan was not satisfied with the Supplicant's explanation, and he needed more explanation of the Supplicant's abilities. At the same time, Ethan made it very clear: No problem, I can do it.

"Oh no, secret soldier, this is my respect for you, so I don't control you, you're already my teammate, aren't you?" I'm not going to use my abilities on my own people, let's get the points together and get through this race, OK?" The supplicant ignored Ethan's inquiry, as if he only heard the words "I can do it", and continued to write: 1:30 in the morning, Southeast, red room in the forest area. I'll make some noise. That's when we run.

Ethan frowned, and finally seemed to think something through, and said: "Sounds good, a little sincerity, then make a plan, you tell me you know a lot of information, now tell me a few weak, we go to kill them."

"Well, since you think so highly of me, I must show some sincerity. Let me think." The petitioner rubbed his head and paced back and forth, a thinking appearance, and quickly erased the English on the sand with the soles of his feet, "No. 2 can not be provoked, the combat effectiveness is too strong." No. 3 Lunar, hard to kill, No. 4..."

At this point, the supplicant suddenly lit up his eyes and said, "No. 22 is good, I notice that he is still in the game, he seems to be able to attract some small things with his ability, but not for heavy things, he may cause some trouble to your attack, but at most let your movement slightly deformed, harmless."

While speaking, the supplicant has said the ability of 22, at the same time, Ethan also knows why the supplicant needs 22, such ability can indeed take out the bomb of two people's brains.

But Ethan is ready, promising to replace No. 22, no doubt about it.

"What else? You can't just give me a number. What if he's dead when I find him? My points are gone, you need to show more sincerity." Ethan is ostensibly asking for the number of the weak Power, but he's actually saying what if something goes wrong on the 22nd?

The supplicant looked grim and realized the seriousness of the problem, saying: "Well, this is very troublesome, 17 seems to be able to control some of the water element, the fighting force is not very strong, no matter, while there are fewer dead people, UU read the book www.uukanshu.com you first go to 22, no matter what, you will know how weak he is, that 1 point is as a gift, I also know a lot of intelligence, if you are interested, Come back to me, but agree, I'll get the next point, and we'll take turns, one point each, until we get out of here."

"HMM." Ethan nodded, you can see that number 22 is not much to the supplicant, this is easy, Ethan doesn't even have to look for number 22, the promise is enough.

Ethan pursed his lips and said in a deep voice, "The last question, if you are really so strong, why do you want to bend the knee and directly control me to work for you?"

"Hehe." The supplicant shook his head and sighed, "It turns out I'm not that strong. I can't make you work for me just by talking."

"In addition, even if you control you, you will only become a puppet, an ordinary knife, nothing more, your combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced, because you have no subjective consciousness, as far as I know, your really powerful is not the body and combat skills, but your brain, is your comprehensive quality, your knowledge, your experience, your consciousness, am I right?"

"They're like your wings. With them, you're an angel. Without them, you're just a human being."

Ethan's heart sank and he knew he was playing with a tiger.

The Supplicant is right. If you control Ethan, then Ethan is just a regular knife, a little sharp at best.

What the supplicants really need is Ethan's comprehensive qualities as a soldier.

Escaping the death town is only a small step in a long march, the really difficult is after escaping the death town, how to hide their whereabouts, anti-hunting, anti-hunting, and how to survive in this cruel apocalypse.