There was a thorny touch on the skin, and I felt like there was something trying to squeeze in between my fingers.

These seemingly powerless flesh tentacles were thinking of ways to break through Luo Huai's skin.

But just relying on the stagnant pieces of meat that are now surviving, this is nothing more than a futile struggle.

Luo Huai thought, and many fine tentacles were lifted up on his skin, grabbed the flesh tentacles and stuffed them all back.

I have to admit that the tentacles are not only unbearable to look at them, but they are really convenient to use.

Next, I'd better send the things back quickly. I don't know what the guys from the underground guild are doing.

However, at this moment, a fog suddenly surged around inexplicably, and unknown whispers that could not be told were floating in the fog.

"…the one who attempts to control… will eventually become a puppet."

This sentence is human words, but the sound comes from all directions.

"Tsk... pretending to be a ghost, it's not the first time I've encountered this kind of fog."

The red fog was not swallowed by this gray fog. On the contrary, the two were in a certain confrontation.

Luo Huai listened for a moment, then found a general direction, raised his hand and shot him.

Bang, the energy shock knocked back the fog.

Suddenly the whisper in the fog went away, but I didn't hear anything hurt.

Didn't hit? Don't know.

This fog and red fog have similar functions, which can block sound and even disrupt the spirit. However, the red fog is floating on Luo Huai's body and isolating it will not work at all.

"Don't try to resist..."

Bang!

Before he could finish his words of unknown existence, Luo Huai shot him again.

"If you say something else, the position will be completely exposed." Luo Huai's gaze moved in the gray, as if he was about to lock an object.

"..." The fog suddenly became quiet.

But the whispering did not disappear and was even enlarged.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Huai felt something flying towards him.

That's the direction he looked.

In the mist that was less than one meter visibility, a tentacle as thick as an arm suddenly stretched out. Instead of attacking Luo Huai, he wanted to inadvertently steal the head of the intelligent weapon from his hand.

Luo Huai reacted quickly and immediately shot the tentacle.

But this tentacle retreated, and another new one immediately came on the other side, and the end stuck to the head of the intelligent instrument.

With a whoosh, my hands felt empty.

After that, the fog dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye. When I looked around, everything returned to its original state, without changing at all, except for the intelligent equipment in front of me.

It has returned to its original appearance, with no more wriggling tentacles and purple-black liquid.

"Hmph... I slipped out quite quickly."

With a casual throw of the gun, Luo Huai hid in the red fog, and then the red fog dissipated and the figure disappeared.

...

"It's too dangerous. The red mist suddenly couldn't break through. He even almost saw through my traces. When did a new dangerous person appear on the guild?"

"It's not necessarily from the guild. The red mist has powerful power and its morphological characteristics are quite unstable. It's very likely that it's a person from an underground guild."

The two people who spoke concealed their faces, one of them carrying a head of a smart weapon.

They have just recaptured something dangerous from an unknown existence.

"So, since that's the case, why do we still have to take it back? Anyway, it's fine if it can't fall into the guild."

"I just said it but I don't understand it. I even forgot to set the self-destruction mode of the invading body. Why do you think we are taking this risk? If this matter is leaked too early, then you will be the next sacrifice! Even I have to be buried with you!"

"..." The person carrying the things was scolded so much that he dared not speak.

After all, what is being trained is his superior existence.

The gift of their underground guild is control, which is reflected in their ability and management.

The level of faith also determines the level of status.

"Go back quickly, it will be bad if that guy catches up."

"Yes." The person carrying the head used energy to scan the meat pieces in it, how active it was.

"Huh? Why..."

"What?"

"The invading body is very active, not like it is trauma."

"Not good!" Another person thought of something in an instant, and his five fingers turned into tentacles, grabbed the head of the intelligent weapon, and wanted to throw it out.

However, just as the head was about to leave, several scarlet tentacles suddenly burst out from it, and they were twisted together with the tentacles turned into by the man's five fingers.

At the same time, a large area of ​​red mist penetrated out of the head of the intelligent instrument, and a large amount of red mist was rising around him.

Perception, being isolated.

"Quick! Unfold the fog!" The two evil believers spread their gray fog in panic, but now the situation is changing, and the feng shui is changing. The red fog surrounded them, and their gray fog could not spread at all.

"You should have controlled me by relying on the energy in the meat piece right inside and outside, right? Now I am the same, how do you feel?"

Luo Huai didn't do their genius, nor was he afraid that his voice would reveal his position.

"Who are you? If you are also a true God believer like us, please show mercy."

The two of them were very scared. Not all underground guilds were "unity and friendship". Sometimes, according to needs, it was entirely possible to "slightly" break through the lower limit. After all, they had done this themselves.

If they hadn't seen through Luo Huai, it would have been perfectly fine.

"Oh... you really wrote your thoughts on your face." Luo Huai shook his head. Even if such a guy covered his face, he could not hide his murderous intent at all.

The red mist is an extension of Luo Huai's perception. Through this, you can even feel the illusory thing like emotions.

Kill it, there is nothing to say.

Luo Huai held a gun in each hand and flashed to the evil believers. The gun almost hit their faces and pulled the trigger.

"No!"

The evil believer finally discovered how powerless his fog was and could not stop the enemy at all.

Seeing the muzzle filled with the breath of death, they shouted in despair.

The next second, disgusting pieces scattered in the air.

"Huh..." Luo Huai retreated one or two meters in disgust.

"These two guys are actually the same as this smart machine."

The broken head is not a human brain, it is actually a flesh tentacle that is similar to the flesh in the mind of the descendant.

The wildly dancing tentacles emerged from the broken mouth of the neck and throat.

The human figure below rushed towards Luo Huai like a zombie, and the tentacles grabbed it like predation.

In addition, the unknown mixed liquid that keeps flowing out of the tear hole is stuck on the tentacles, the picture is more visually lethal.
Chapter completed!