Colonel Jacobs, who was sitting in the conference room watching the live broadcast, put his chin in his hands.
The program in the brain of this alien beast was not completely perfected, so Euro stole it. Alien beasts also have memories. When certain memories are touched, the program that was forcibly implanted in them will disintegrate, and then completely return to their true nature.
"Roar!" The alien beast's eyes became increasingly scarlet, like thick, insoluble blood.
It pressed against Arthur so hard it felt like it was crushing him to a pulp.
Nicola stood beside him, his eyes gradually becoming colder.
This beast would really kill Arthur.
But...as a protagonist, don't you have an indestructible golden finger? Thinking of this, Nicola retracted her foot that she moved out.
She looked relaxed, tilted her head and continued watching.
The blood mist in front of Arthur's eyes was crimson. His heart was pressed and he couldn't breathe smoothly. He felt like his whole body was about to be crushed.
No, he couldn't, he wouldn't die like this.
Arthur opened his eyes suddenly and stabbed the dagger in his hand upwards.
The dagger stabbed into the alien beast's pupil with a sharp momentum. The alien beast wailed, and as soon as its claws loosened, Arthur immediately stood up, stepped on its claws and jumped onto its back. But he didn't want to be in too much pain, so the alien beast struggled and twisted wildly, dragging its long tail on the ground and sweeping up a dust barrier.
Arthur was thrown off, he half-knelt on the ground, took a breath and jumped up again.
Facing such a huge alien beast, even a warrior with spiritual power would need to use a mecha to fight it, but Arthur actually did it alone.
The body seemed to be falling apart, even the last bit of strength was used.
When Arthur was thrown off again, he didn't even have the strength to bend his fingers.
The alien beast didn't have time to pay attention to Arthur. It was so painful that it plucking its own eyeballs, and actually plucking out its own eyeballs.
The huge eyeball rolled down like a basketball, covered in dust and blood, and rolled towards Arthur. Arthur saw the dagger stuck in his eyeball, gritted his teeth, held it, and then threw away the wig on his head.
Although the alien beast only had one eye left, it saw Arthur.
Short black hair, black eyes, this is the man, kill him!
The beast rushed over furiously, and Arthur lay there holding the dagger, his eyes firm and ferocious.
The huge alien beast rushed over angrily.
Nicola subconsciously stood up straight, red threads flowing from her fingertips.
"Roar!" Just when the alien beast was three feets away from Arthur, a thick black psychic force suddenly emitted from Arthur's body. This force was twisted together like a rein. It was thick, long, black and heavy, and he suddenly shook it. Throw it onto the beast's neck, and then strangle it tightly.
Nicola could feel Arthur's psychic power, but she couldn't see his psychic power. She only felt that Arthur's psychic power seemed much stronger than before.
Is this the power that was inspired before death?
The beast was choked by Arthur and couldn't breathe. It scratched its neck hard, but it couldn't touch the spiritual power.
Psychic power will always be exhausted, and only psychic power is not enough to kill an alien beast.
Arthur grabbed the spiritual power in his hand, jumped up suddenly, straddled the beast's neck, then raised the dagger in his hand and stabbed it deeply!
"Roar!" The alien beast screamed miserably and wildly swung its tail in an attempt to throw Arthur off.
Arthur strangled it tightly, inserted the dagger three-thirds further in his hand, and pressed the button on the handle of the dagger.
The dagger ejected and turned into a slender sword, piercing its neck.
Blood sprayed out and dispersed like blood mist.
Can this dagger actually be retractable?
Nicola frowned. As the only spectator, she couldn't help but open the lace parasol that she had tinkered with from the capsule and weighed her feet.
Did he win?
The young man's dagger penetrated the beast's neck, slashed hard, and cut off half of its head. Blood spurted out, the beast shook, and its huge body slowly fell down.
With a "Kroom" sound, the alien beast died.
Arthur succeeded.
Faced with such success, the ease and ease on Nicola's face slowly disintegrated, and she stared at Arthur's body covered in mud and blood.
She subconsciously clenched the parasol in her hand.
She doesn't understand, why?
Why does he have to work so hard? No one forces him to do these things.
Life is so difficult, wouldn't death be a relief?
Arthur had no strength left, and he collapsed there, next to his prize, the beast.
The blood of the alien beasts flowed like a stream, and Arthur's whole body was soaked in a pool of blood. He was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to keep his eyes open. This is not only a loss of physical strength, but also the sequelae of a massive overdraft of psychic strength.
Suddenly, a pair of clean, slender black boots appeared in front of him, stepping on a pool of blood. The girl leaned forward slightly, her red hair fell, and her eyelashes were lowered, covering the emotions in her eyes.
The parasol in her hand tilted down, blocking a little bit of the morning light coming from afar.
"Why are you working so hard? Life is so difficult, wouldn't it be better to die?"
The boy had only the last bit of clarity left. He opened one eye with difficulty, his face was covered with mud and blood.
"I want to live."
Want to live? Oh, what a simple reason.
Unfortunately, some people just... don't want to live.
Nicola straightened up and she stood beside Arthur, standing quietly. Her hair was blown by the wind, covering her red eyes, making her look particularly gloomy.
Nicola raised her hand and let go, and the parasol flew up with the wind, floated up to the sky.
Then she raised her gun.
With a "Bang!", a haze blue bullet exploded on Arthur's shoulder.
The young man groaned. This bullet became the last straw for him, and he finally fainted.
Nicola continued to point the gun at himself expressionlessly, and when he was about to pull the trigger, he made a move. This bullet seems to hurt a lot when it hits.
Well... Nicola raised her hand and took a shot at her beautiful fingernails.
"Bang!" The haze blue covered her hand, and Nicola's expression twisted for a moment.
She forgot that her fingers were human body's the weakest spot...it hurt so much!
Shaking her hands, Nicola looked up at the sky. Why hasn't the rescue plane arrived yet?
At this time, the damn system was already counting down in Nicola's mind, "Ten, nine..."
Nicola raised her hand angrily and fired three more shots at Arthur.
"Bang, bang, bang!" Even though he was unconscious, the boy could not help but tremble in pain, looking particularly pitiful.
Nicola squatted down and the system in his mind continued: "Five, four..."
Nicola held Arthur's shoulders and turned him over, face up. Just when he was about to shoot him again in the temple, the "buzz" of an airplane finally came from the sky.
Programmers in the control room finally fixed the system, allowing rescue planes to enter.
The rescuers quickly landed with rescue tools, opened the stretcher and put Arthur on it within three seconds.
Although the rescuers only took three seconds, Nicola understood that there was no time here.
The graveyard song of thousands of people dancing began to ring in his mind again. Nicola suddenly reached out and grabbed the rescuers who were about to carry Arthur away. Then, with trembling hands, he lifted up the quilt, trembling like a centenarian with limited mobility. .
When the rescuers saw Miss Lilith who was so impatient, they quickly said: "Miss Noelle, we have specially prepared a private rescue plane for you..."
Nicola had no strength left, her knees weakened and she fell to the ground, still trying to hold Arthur's hand.
"Miss Noelle, your special rescue plane has arrived."
An extremely gorgeous high-end rescue aircraft arrived with a rumble, and down came a few professionals who looked very professional at first glance. They wore white coats and personally carried a stretcher to treat Nicola.
Nicola's face turned pale. She used her last strength to push those people away, staggered to her feet, and said with trembling lips: "I want to be togther with Arthur..."
The rescuer who was pushed away:...
Fainting Arthur:...
The alien beast who lost his head:...
Nicola's eyes were dim, so she buried herself on the spot and stuffed her head into the quilt.
The heartbreaking pain gradually eased.
Fewer pain, fewer .
In full view of everyone, the noble and cold Miss Noelle squirmed into Arthur's quilt like a bug.
Everyone:...
Finally got in.
On the narrow stretcher, the girl hugged the boy's slender body tightly. The cramp in her head slowly faded away when the quilt was put on her. Unfortunately, it did not completely fade away and still remained.
Nicola endured the residual pain and heard the shivering sounds of the rescuers outside. Nicola reached out impatiently and pulled away the quilt, revealing half of her head with disheveled hair.
Because of the pain, Nicola's face was twisted, which made her whole person look colder.
The morning light is beginning to show, the warm spring sun is setting wantonly, and the leaves are mottled and picturesque, if you ignore the messy and bloody scene.
In this situation, the rescuers could clearly see the two bright red marks slowly flowing down the girl's nose.
Well... the rescuers have heard about the affair between the noble lady Lilith and the poor young man Arthur. But in such a situation, Miss Lilith can still... be in heat?