After the Global Evolution, I Stand at the Top of the Food Chain

96/Seven Streams

On the second floor of the castle, probably the original owner came to rest and entertain guests.

In the balcony garden, all kinds of flowers have withered, and now only blood-colored thorns are left.

The entire second floor, except for some weird oil paintings, inexplicable blood and tears statues, bloody handprints on the walls, unknown white bones in the corners, and ubiquitous reliefs of octopus tentacles, in general, it is still very safe.

This safety means that as long as you can overcome your fear and have sufficient food and water, even ordinary people can live safely on the second floor.

[Except these three bosses. There is no soldier in the manor who can gain experience, because they are all eaten up. ]

[After all, it is Kurokihara, and it is rarely visited here. Everyone will be hungry. Can only eat pollutants and barely get by. ]

[The last pollutant is a mutant mouse. About thirty-seven years ago, the three bosses made the most fat and tender mutant mouse. Who will fight the buttocks. Because the doctor was an outsider, he was mixed doubles by a businessman and a couple, and his brain flew to the wall. He dug for a long time. ]

[It has to be said that it is indeed a miracle that Uriel's body is well preserved. ]

[Oh, of course, it's also possible that Truth will be surgically remodeled to make Uriel's body smell off-putting. ]

The 2nd and 3rd floor stairwells have a locking iron. The lock on the top has long been rusted. Michael grabbed the frame, shook it vigorously, and removed the iron smoothly.

The third floor is the top floor of the castle. The moonlight came in from the outside, and even if there was no light, he could barely clear the interior scene.

It's like a delivery room. In the hall, there are many cribs.

As soon as Lu Yan arrived, children whimpered and cried in all the cribs.

The cribs were covered with a white cloth, and it looked like something was writhing underneath. A cloud of deep and shallow blood spreads on the white cloth.

The temperature on the 3rd floor was extremely cold, and there was a mixed smell of formalin and corpse.

[The doctor is worthy of keeping the brain pollutants,] The system highly praised the doctor's behavior, [Isn't this terrifying effect full? ]

Yanbei was a little frightened, and her hair wrapped around Lu Yan's arm even harder.

Lu Yan glanced down, not surprisingly seeing a red mark on his wrist.

Michael Shi unfolded his talent, Holy Light.

With him as the center, the nearby three-meter area is shrouded in a warm yellow halo.

That chilly feeling on the scalp was instantly relieved.

The coverage of Michael's Holy Light field is inversely proportional to the surrounding pollution value.

As long as contaminants get close to them, the Light will shrink in range. To a certain extent, there is an early warning.

Michael clenched the red holy sword in his hand, and his voice was very cautious: "Follow, be careful."

After the battle, the severity of the disease can be reduced through daily recuperation and medication. However, the sudden increase is not good for the body. It is easy to leave sequelae.

With his sword, he opened a white cloth in the crib, and beneath it was a plastic doll.

The blood-colored doll had no beads, and there were only two dark lacquer holes left in its sockets. After being provoked, it giggled.

Laughter echoed in the empty hall, hit the wall, and echoed. It sounded terrifying.

[This is the heroine buying toys for the upcoming child. The wife did not test the gender of the child, so two baby rooms were prepared. ]

[Behind the hall, this merchant prepares the delivery room for his wife. ]

There is only one corridor at the entrance of the entire delivery room, like a tunnel.

There are dried red bloodstains on the white walls of the hall.

Yanbei rubbed his hand a bit, put his fingertips stained with red liquid on the tip of his nose and sniffed: "It's still mineral paint."

The doctor is like a dedicated horror filmmaker and a haunted house owner, dedicated to making every visitor immersive.

If the system hadn't been babbling in his ears, Lu Yan felt that he might have been affected by this little trick.

Lu Yan whispered: "There are pollutants in it, and the pollution value is expected to be around 7,000."

It seems that just after he finished speaking, a dark shadow flashed in the delivery room. A sudden burst of strong pollution value. The holy light is like a candle flickering in the wind, shaking constantly.

Michael's expression became vigilant: "We are here, me. I have something to burn feathers."

After speaking, without Lu Yan answering, he spread the white wings behind his back and galloped quickly.

Just as Michael entered, a heavy iron suddenly fell from the entrance.

He turned his head in stunned expression, annoyed to find that he had been tricked by pollutants and was trapped in this tunnel corridor.

Michael swung his epee backhand and slashed in front of him. In an instant, a knife mark appeared, and bright red blood spurted out.

But soon, it's like there is life, back to the way it was.

It was a delivery room, but the air inside was extraordinarily humid.

Michael slashed continuously, and the giant in front of him was still indestructible, but he was overpowered by his talent, and a layer of white feathers grew on his abdomen.

"Lu Yan?! Can you hear it?"

No reply came from outside.

Michael took a test for a moment and clenched his epee. Light up the holy light and slowly walk towards the depths of the delivery room.

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In addition, Yanbei looked sluggish because of the unexpected accident, and looked at Lu Yan for help.

[After all, it is to deliver strange things. The truth will be quite prepared, at least not to let the baby escape. This fan is made of distorted humpback sebum. In order to kill this whale at the beginning, it took a lot. ]

Michael

The spiritual power threshold is 8400, which is obviously the most difficult opponent for them.

There are 6700 in Yanbei and less than 5100 in Lu Yan.

Even the pollutants are white, so persimmons need to be picked softly.

Yanbei asked anxiously, "Lu Yan, what are you doing now?"

A black flower bloomed above his head.

System: [Peers are ready to start hunting time. He was hungry for a long time, and the courier of the slaughterhouse was not responsible for the distribution of this area. Finally, fresh pork came in, and the doctor arrived at the battlefield in about a minute. ]

Lu Yan made a silent gesture to him.

He opened one side of the study and hid in with Yanbei.

At least not stay in the hall as a target. The windows are locked, hide in the study, just stare at the entrance.

The air here is very turbid, there is too much dust, and some choking. The study has been deserted for a long time, and the connecting elevator has long stopped working.

It turns out that Shang had some strange quirks when he was alive, and there were many formalin soaked specimens in the study.

These specimens are oddly shaped and don't look like they can grow on them. Because it has not been changed for a long time, in the specimen box, the liquid under the yellow wax grease layer has turned slightly green. Some of the glass had been smashed, and only one remained, all bone, with a spiky spine.

[The specimens are all fished out of the sea. For example, the thing in front of him is the head of a distorted oarfish. ]

The fish had only one head left, its mouth wide open, and its mouth was full of dense fangs.

In addition, there are distortions such as undeveloped fetal hippocampus, lampreys, a ball of meat with a beard that I don't know what it is... The system said it was a sea urchin shell.

Lu Yan quickly chose a hiding spot.

This direction allows him to see the movement, and it will not be unobstructed and be discovered.

Outside, heavy footsteps were heard. The contaminant seemed to enjoy the hunt, walking around deliberately, scratching a shrill metallic sound with an axe in his hand.

Lu Yan plucked off the little black flower on Yanbei's head and comforted softly, "Don't be afraid, it's just here to scare you."

He pulled out Michael's feather and put it in Yanbei's palm.

Although Yanbei's spiritual power threshold was more than a thousand higher than his, Lu Yan was used to the role of protector.

What's more, Yanbei is not a combat apocalypse. The Pope's spiritual power threshold is 8,000, and he still can't win against 6,000 boxes of jellyfish.

Yanbei wrapped his arms around Lu Yan and let go of his hair. He sat quietly and covered his mouth. However, a pair of legs began to lignify and grew tree-like roots.

These roots slowly spread, and soon they were like creeping tigers, covering half of the wall.

[Yanbei begins to plant himself. His disease severity has risen to 73. In the plant state, Yanbei still belongs to half of the body and will be particularly weak. ]

Lu Yan followed these tree roots, came to the top of the bookcase, lay down, and took out the back bow.

In addition, the doctor's axe finally hit the study room hard.

Overwhelmed, he slowly fell down, making a dull loud noise.

The doctor came in from outside, and Lu Yan also got a complete picture of the other party.

It was naked. The upper body was naked, and the surface was like a burn. There was no normal skin, only a bright red fleshy layer.

The doctor's back is covered with beads. Originally it should have been the head, small red tentacles drilled out from the seven orifices, and there was a crack on the top of the head, which was sewn with crooked thin lines.

Its arms have been completely alienated, with slender and slender fingers hanging all the way up.

[Be careful it hands. ] The system reminds, [Being penetrated will trigger talent cutting. Although there is regeneration, if it is too painful, I will feel distressed. ]

[The doctor shows weakness in the brain, which, in fact, controls his behavior, is the back eye. ]

Lu Yan didn't understand the talent of cutting, but when he saw this pollutant, Yanbei's roots were already entangled like a fishing net.

Lu Yan has always been very good at seizing opportunities, he took the opportunity to shoot an arrow, the arrow stuck on the surface of the firm skin, and couldn't go any further.

The doctor just let the arrow fall on the muscle spasm.

Obviously, after the king fish has been strengthened for so long, its physical strength is not low.

More annoyed than this insignificant arrow, it was Yanbei entangled in the roots of his body.

Tentacle on tentacle. Trapped by the tree root, the doctor roared angrily, his slender fingers bent upward, and a hole was pierced through the tree root.

Yanbei's tree root seemed to have been cut off by a knife and fell to the top, and the neat cross-section spurted out sap.

Yanbei Shen was wet, and couldn't help pinching his hand: "Shu... No, good, it hurts... uu."

The system's tone is serious: [If you want to live, let Yanbei attract firepower, I say it's time, and then go. ]

At this moment, Lu Yan was extremely envious of his 01 teleportation talent.

Like a cheetah ready to go, he held his breath and clenched the dagger in his hand.

The doctor obviously noticed Lu Yan on the bookcase, but he didn't think that Lu Yan had the ability to hurt himself.

So, after a short test, the doctor grinned and walked towards Yanbei.