"Quiet, don't make noise, it won't hurt in a while." Alice in the flames said impatiently.

Charles' skin began to turn dark, crack and curl, but her skin was not affected in any way.

"Be patient with high temperatures, have no soul, have strong strength, control the mind, control the flames, have so many abilities, what is this guy!! Superman?"

Charles had never felt so difficult. With so many powerful abilities, this woman was afraid she could fight the Pope.

"Strange, why are you not dead yet? You are so resistant to burning, so let's go in a little longer." Alice said as she stood up Charles and was about to walk into the depths of the incinerator.

Charles' eyes began to blur, and his eyes could not hold on.

All kinds of abnormalities when meeting Alice kept flashing in his mind, and suddenly Charles' pupils shrank, and he knew the special part of this thing.

No matter how normal this thing is, it gives him the feeling that she is not a real person, she is a fake.

"Robot?" Charles thought of this, his hands were buckled against her arms, and white arcs kept jumping on her body.

The other party began to tremble involuntarily, and his hands that grabbed Charles immediately released. Charles guessed correctly.

Charles endured the pain all over his body and pushed Alice out of the incinerator.

The two fell from the incinerator and smashed heavily on the ground. Charles didn't bother to wipe out the flames on his body, and drove all the lightning and lightning in his body into Alice's body.

When the other party trembled all over and started to smoke, Charles quickly had time to deal with his injuries.

"Captain, don't move, I'll give you burn ointment." As Linda's words rang out from her side, Charles felt a coolness replace the burning pain all over her body.

Charles put his finger into his eye socket and buckled it out, and a curled spider was burned to death.

The right eye was dead, and the left eye was not much better. He shook his head hard, and the eyes were still hazy. Although he could barely identify the figure, the specific details could not be seen clearly.

Charles didn't care about his unusual eyes and said to the blurry figure beside him: "Don't worry about me for now, grab Alice, remove all her limbs, hurry up."

"I've already... been fucked...but...she's very hard..." The bandage sound came from the side.

"Use the relics, kill Knona's long needle before." Charles reminded him and let Linda touch the ointment.

After a rush, Charles, who had applied the medicine, was wrapped in layers of gauze. Although he looked ugly, it was at least not so painful.

He pushed Linda away who was still going to continue treatment and turned toward the gathering crowd next to him.

The poor eyesight made him unable to see Alice's expression clearly, but he could see some other things.

From the moment it seems that Alice was stopped by her crew, and several sharp black thorns were inserted into her joints, making her unable to move at all.

Her whole body was black and her body twitched from time to time, looking very lightly injured.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you?" Charles said to Alice.

"Why?" Alice's voice was full of playfulness, and she didn't feel that she was in danger at all.

"Because the memories in your mind are valuable, and even you are very valuable."

As he said that, Charles's prosthesis turned into a chainsaw and quickly cut it towards Alice's calf.

Sparks splashed, and Alice's tough skin was slowly polished into a small hole.

“Did the foundation create you?”

"It was Dad who created me, and strictly speaking, he should have transformed me."

Alice's wound was gradually expanding, but no blood was leaking out.

"What did the surface become like this?" Charles asked again.

"What's the matter? I don't know? I didn't go outside, they won't let it."

The two began to ask questions and answer. Although she was very compatible, Charles did not get any useful information from her mouth.

This woman is used to kill people. She doesn't know anything about the foundation, whether she really doesn't know or pretends not to know.

And her perception was obviously different from that of normal people. Even though Charles had already sawed off her legs, he still answered calmly.

"How did the foundation get such a special guy?" Charles looked at the incision of Alice's right leg in his hand in surprise.

The musculoskeletons and ligaments inside are completely a normal human, but there are more wires and electrodes in her bones.

Moreover, the clothes on her body and the open-toed sandals on her feet grew directly on her body. Rather than clothes, these things are her body, and there are blood vessels in them.

"Look, what's different from normal people."

After Charles threw Alice's leg to Linda, he turned his head and looked at Alice in front of him, "A year ago, did you feel that something was abnormal outside here?"

It happened to be the time when the God of Light came up a year ago, maybe this guy knew something.

Alice frowned slightly, tilted her head for a while and said, "Well... it seems to be a little abnormal. A year ago, it was suddenly very noisy outside, and I don't know what else has arrived."

Very noisy? Charles was obviously dissatisfied with the description. Linda's arrival stopped him from continuing to ask downwards, holding a crystal clear dice in her hand.

"Captain, this is taken out of her legs."

"Dice?" Charles took it in surprise, "Is this thing taken out of this thing?"

"Well, the ankle of the right foot is wrapped around several wires." Linda replied.

After thinking about the dice, Charles walked to Alice and asked, "What is this?"

"The 1319 project, something that can be transmitted at a short distance, just think about it in your heart."

The moment Charles heard her speak, his mind moved slightly, and the next second he appeared 30 meters away, and he teleported.

"No wonder Alice was so fast just now, it turned out that she could teleport—" Before she could finish speaking, Charles's face turned white instantly, and a disgusting feeling surged up, making him instinctively bent down and vomited with big mouths.

All the food I ate today was vomited out, but the feeling of disgust in Charles' heart was still lingering, causing him to constantly retching some of the small amount of gastric juice left.
Chapter completed!