The white-haired young man seemed to be startled as he faced Wei Wei's black muzzle.

Suddenly, his head tilted, as if he was trying to dodge the bullet.

But with his speed and reaction, dodging the bullet was undoubtedly a wishful thinking. Just as he tilted his head slightly, the bullet exploded. Then, fire splashed in front of his eyes, covering his entire face.

But the next moment, the fire light dissipated, and he was still smiling excitedly, but a twisted figure next to him suddenly exploded and died.

Disease transplantation.

That was the gift from Noah that he had just received, and it was one of his "accumulations".

A mutated ability in the plague demon system. In the face of disease, some people can only resist it on their own, but some people can transfer it. For example, they can replace themselves with a healthy organ. This ability has been strengthened and distorted, forming

Using a logic beyond reality, he transplanted other people's heads onto his neck the moment the bullet landed.

Someone else dies.

To a certain extent, Wei Wei just used someone else's heart to replace his own heart, which is also based on this theory. In the colorful and terrifying large-scale surgery just now, Wei Wei has already analyzed the power of a certain plague demon.

However, Wei Wei's use of this ability is obviously far worse than Bai Hair.

I just replaced a heart, and others directly transferred my head.

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Poor Scarlet….

As his mind was spinning, the young man with smoky white hair laughed excitedly, and at the same time raised his hands in midair. Clumps of seaweed suddenly seemed to grow around him, and countless twisted figures hurriedly appeared.

stand.

"Isn't he the one to replace you?"

I stared at Wei Wei and screamed excitedly: "But he knows your junior so well..."

The moment the surroundings were distorted and my figure appeared, He Gong felt that he had fallen into a miserable life.

In reality, there are countless sufferings, and disease accounts for half of them.

Plague Demon and Curse Demon are both unknown due to their mysterious abilities and poor ability to fight head-on. However, as their ranks increase, they also have something in common.

If a cursed demon gets close to you, you will basically die.

Even if the other party has no means of self-defense, they are less likely to let me escape.

But the plague demon is not the same. If you don't get close to the source, you will receive closer care from the plague demon.

The closer you get to the source of the plague, the more terrifying it becomes.

At that moment, Wei Wei rushed back in small steps and felt someone's nightmare-like joy. His eyes were swollen and bleeding, which made my vision blurry.

My legs ached, as if there was no electric drill drilling into my bone marrow, trying to get out. Several flesh thorns seemed to have grown out of my waist, and they were driving away from my spine.

Even my ears were buzzing and I could barely hear anything.

…

Riddled with all kinds of diseases.

The most terrifying ability of the plague demon.

When we reach the seventh state of Plague Sacrifice, we lose the ability to "accumulate" diseases. We transfer several diseases that we have collected to our bodies, and use our bodies to quickly support each one.

Disease is one of our abilities, and releasing all the diseases to the opponent at the same time will make the opponent feel the feeling of despair.

Through that ability, more terrifying uses have been extended.

Create a dead person with some minor disease and use it as a weapon.

Now that Wei Wei has come to my side, it is equivalent to retreating into the surroundings of those weapons and enjoying the most generous treatment.

There were only a few steps away from this white-haired guy, but I actually walked lighter and lighter with every step. The distance became a length that could be broken through. The gun in my hand had not become extremely light yet, and it seemed that I could lift it.

It's time to get up.

The white-haired young man was so excited that his eyes narrowed into a thin line, and he seemed to be looking at Wei Wei with admiration.

I have seen too many people who want to kill me come in front of me, but then look extremely regretful.

I also hate our performance at that time...

However, very slowly my face suddenly froze.

Because I saw that Wei Wei seemed to be taking every step very hard, but I didn't stop. I also saw that Wei Wei seemed to be suffering from extreme happiness, but I didn't even frown.

I didn't know how I managed to destroy my heart by my own power just now, but at that time, I saw that I was enduring all the diseases I had lost.

However, every step that should be taken backward should be taken in a very personal way.

The speed is not affected even half a point.

Outside my field of vision, Wei Wei didn't even stop, he just walked back in small steps, bloodshot threads squirming around him.

While slowly moving toward the twisted shadows around me, he came to the back of my face and hurriedly raised the gun in his hand again.

The twisted shadows around me are being swallowed up by bloodshot threads one after another.

When they are completely swallowed by bloodshot eyes, I will no longer have the ability to transplant diseases and can only wait for the bullet to come.

So the distance between Wei Wei and I was quite close, but there was actually a moment of silence.

Our eyes looked at each other, and our irritable smiles and excited smiles caught each other's eyes at that moment.

"How did he do that?"

I suddenly asked, seemingly out of curiosity.

"What's so difficult..."

Wei Wei also smiled at me and replied solemnly: "It's just a matter of carrying it and walking backwards." The white-haired young man exclaimed: "How come you don't have such a magical ability?"

"Special people know it..."

He Gong smiled at me and said, "Does he even understand that?"

The white-haired man's eyes gradually became brighter, and the muzzle of the gun in Wei Wei's hand had not yet been raised gradually, and he pointed it at my face.

The infection of scarlet blood streaks to the "patients" around me is normal and rapid.

This huge accumulation was slowly being taken away by Scarlet, and at that moment, Wei Wei fired.

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The excited expression on the white-haired face suddenly disappeared. I took a deep look at He Gong, and suddenly, I also pulled out a gun from the inner pocket of my clothes.

He Gong looked at the gun outside my hand, with a grumpy smile on his face.

"You look down on him, so you plan to take it seriously..."

The white-haired young man suddenly smiled and spoke, then suddenly raised a gun and pointed it under his chin: "Send hello to Captain Ouyang for you."

"Get ready for your gift!"

"..."

The moment I said that sentence, my eyes suddenly burst into shock, and my mouth almost reached to my ears in excitement.

At the last moment, I pulled the trigger fiercely, and the bullet shot out with a roar.

A bloody hole appeared from my chin to my head. My head suddenly tilted forward and then fell down forcefully.

But at the corner of his mouth, there was actually a smile.

His eyes looked at Wei Wei at a strange angle.

The remaining softness at the corner of the mouth seemed to be slowly becoming looser, and it seemed to be reminding Wei Wei loudly and quickly: "Big heart." "Huh?"

"Um?"

The sudden reminder came from his opponent's mouth, and Wei Wei was only stunned for a moment.

Turning around, I turned slightly, and then I heard a "pop" sound, and a spear with a faint red bloodshot pierced my body. I didn't know when, in front of me, the sky was still there.

It didn't turn into a blood red color.

The endless blood mist filled the surroundings of that world, as if to preserve the real world. But now, the blood mist seems to have not been dispelled, and only a bright red color remains, rising from the mid-air.

It kept hanging down, and in the middle of the red world, a figure wearing blood-red and strange gray armor stood quietly waiting outside.

This spear was thrown from your hand, as if it had traveled through time and space, and even penetrated the sea of ​​blood around Wei Wei.

When those bloodshot eyes were eroding the puppet next to the white-haired young man with all their strength, you seized the opportunity and threw it at the moment when the power was at its strongest. The power of the spear was far beyond reality, as if it was sure to hit even if you didn't take it.

that power.

Even after it was about to pierce Wei Wei's front and back, countless bloodshot threads intertwined with the dragon's movements, and he tried to stop it, but he succeeded. The Demon of Truth.

And the old-fashioned church-style armor you are wearing, although it is dark red in color, is not very similar to Sensen. Church of Order?

I looked up at the spear that penetrated my body.

This is the spear of truth that the Demon of Truth is best at. It is a spear of weak and hesitant truth that cannot pierce all enemies and distort everyone's spirit.

Those who are pierced by the spear of truth will succumb to the truth and kneel behind the devil.
To be continued...