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Chapter 74: The Spirit of Words

The scene was stalemate for a while, and the three senior commissioners who surrounded the murderer couldn't help but fall a drop of sweat from the forehead. No one dared to wipe it, so he could only let the sweat pass through his temples across his face, gathered to his chin and finally dripped on the floor and splashed broken water.

Burnt, hideous, terrifying.

This is the first impression of the three senior commissioners of the murderer. It is also at this time that they have the opportunity to observe what kind of "BloodyFae" is, who is famous for being outside.

The muscles were kneaded, and this was naturally the first to observe the appearance. The murderer was 1.8 meters tall, his facial features were completely destroyed by the hideous flesh. His long brown hair was draped behind him like a savage. It was unimaginable that he was a serial killer who had carefully planned seven perfect crimes.

Secondly, what the commissioners noticed was naturally the bright golden eyes of the air-lit lamp, and their eyes were sandwiched in it by thick apple muscles and prominent eyebrow bones, just like a poisonous snake peeking at prey in the dark cracks.

There is no doubt that it is this guy, no matter how terrifying or outrageous absurd things such a dangerous person do, it is understandable!

Today they will take down this bastard here.

The three senior specialists exchanged their eyes, and their hands holding the cold weapon couldn't help but tighten a little.

In the combat conference room, a group of specialists gathered behind Ryder and Goria, observing the appearance of the blood-faced killer photographed on the surveillance screen with concentration. Many people whispered and discussed how to crack the current freezing point.

"The other party has a hostage, which is very troublesome. When he fell down just now, he hugged 'Marita' tightly. He knew this would be his only bargaining chip." Goria gently tapped the side of the table and frowned.

"But he said nothing, and after being surrounded, he didn't say a word of nonsense. I only saw enlightenment and hatred in his eyes." Ryder whispered.

"It's a very troublesome opponent. After seven hunts, his dragon transformation is already quite high. I guess he will become a deadpool only one step away?" Goria exhaled and adjusted her tense nerves.

"The physical strength shown by the murderer just now was completely above all the specialists on the scene. The arm strength should be about 500 kilograms. It can basically be determined that the critical blood limit can be exceeded. It is not certain whether he has reached the 'keel' state for the time being. This is a very difficult bone to chew on the split screen." Ryder kept replaying the scene of the murderer lifting the hostage with one hand a few minutes ago on the split screen. The feeling of ease was like throwing paper balls in class. The crowded people were like red-burning knife and fork cutting in the cheese. I am afraid that the wave of high-speed retreating could not stop him from advancing.

"Our people outside the hospitalization department have been blocked by our people. Now several passers-by have been caught. We have already said hello to the Chicago Police Department. Within half an hour, they will pretend to be deaf and dumb and will not disturb us." A specialist in the conference room shouted with the phone clamped on his shoulder.

"Very good." Ryder nodded.

The battlefield of the dragon clan can only be left to the secret parties to solve this. This is axiom. No secret of the dragon clan should be intervened by outsiders.

"But this situation cannot continue now. We only have half an hour." Goria whispered as she looked at the three commissioners who were stalemate with the murderer on the scene.

"What is the spirit of the three specialists on the scene? Is there a surprise victory type?" Ryder gently covered his mouth with his right hand and lowered his head to stare at the surveillance screen.

"'Sword Spirit·Snake','Sword Spirit·Ghost' and 'Sword Spirit·Shadow Ghost'."

"'Snake' and 'ghost' are not suitable for this situation. If it is an ambush, the latter may be able to fight unexpectedly, but he has been exposed to the enemy, and reducing his presence is of no use. As for 'Shadow Ghost', if I remember well, this Spirit of Word can give shadow entities an auxiliary attack?"

"But the aggressiveness is very weak, and the maximum effort can only penetrate ten thick paper pages. The 'Mirror' often jokes in the department that his spirit should be used to open a safe rather than to fight." Goria rubbed her temples.

"The large-scale destruction of Yanling is not suitable for this kind of scene. There are still many ordinary people on the scene. The Executive Department explicitly prohibits the release of conspicuous Yanling in front of ordinary people." Ryder also had a headache. Now that the enemy and the group of hyenas are trapped, they have no idea how to speak.

"Negotiation?" A freshman from the Logistics Department whispered in the combat conference room, but as soon as he spoke, he found that all the senior commissioners turned their heads and stared at him. He suddenly frightened him to shut up.

"Faced with dangerous mixed races, the executive department never negotiated." Ryder glanced at the freshman and turned his head to look at the screen again.

"Where are the interim commissioners? In addition to the senior commissioners, we have two freshmen on the spot. Their spirits may come in handy." Goria suggested after thinking for a while.

"They?" Ryder frowned and was about to say that the freshmen were useless at all, but he suddenly glanced at Caesar holding two desert eagles in a corner of the screen. The scene on the front line of the crisis just now was the freshmen who turned the tide back, which was like silently dismissing his opinion.

"I'm sorry, my word spirit is the 'Scytheater'. It's probably useless at this time, unless you want to bet on the murderer's reaction, give me a live magazine to see if I'll blow his head with the Desert Eagle first, or if he reacts to use the hostage as a shield." Caesar's voice rang out in the combat conference room via the wireless channel.

"Where is the 'S' level?" Goria shook her head and asked.

"I'm not sure what my word spirit is." Lin Nian replied.

"What does it mean to be uncertain?" Ryder and Golia asked at the same time.

"I didn't awaken Yan Ling during the 3E exam, but I heard that Yan Ling would only trigger when my heart was surging and my emotions were very excited. Now I feel it seems like I'm going to vomit something in my throat. But to be honest, I'm not sure if this is the sequelae of concussion or my Yan Ling is really going to awaken." Lin Nian's voice seemed very hesitant.

Ryder held his forehead and rubbed his headlines hard. The dignified "S" mixed-race species did not have a spirit? No one would find it funny when he said it as a joke.

"Then we can only look at the performance on the spot." Caesar lowered his voice and said, "I think the murderer seems to be unable to calm down."

In the lobby of the inpatient department, the burly murderer holding Helena took a step back. This tiny move made the three senior commissioners tense up. The muscles on their bodies were as hard as stones, and they were ready to prepare for the burly murderer who was as tough as a tank on the front.

But surprisingly, the murderer did not charge towards the gate, but bent down and began to whimper. The dull and vague sound boiled in his throat like the roar of a beast. Only the strange sounds he made could be heard in the entire quiet hall, which made people shudder for no reason.

No one dared to act rashly. This strange scene made everyone afraid. Lin Nian, who was watching the battle from a distance, suddenly noticed that the murderer had begun to look down at Helena in a coma several times. His emotions were obviously not right. His muscular face was between violence and struggle.

"He wants to abandon the hostages as bait and keep it alone?" Ryder guessed on the wireless channel.

But the next moment, the murderer suddenly trembled and let out an uncontrollable roar. Under all the dumbfounded gaze, the murderer's figure of 1.8 meters quickly rose to a height, approaching the threshold of two meters. The three senior specialists suddenly became small, and their gaze gradually turned to looking up, staring at the murderer who had transformed into a real ferocious beast!

"It's Yan Ling! Yan Ling! This guy is a mute! He was yelling and releasing Yan Ling just now!" Ryder suddenly understood the truth about the murderer's strange behavior before.

"What kind of Yan Ling is this? Strengthen your own body? "The King's servant" or "The Monument of the Mountain Green"?" Galia stared at the golden-eyed monster with her body thorny clothes on the screen. The two Yan Lings she quickly spoke were both the strength of the Earth and the King of Mountains that were inclined to strengthen the body.

"I don't know, but I only know that he is about to attack!" Ryder growled: "Be prepared for the attack! He will definitely not be able to take into account the hostages when launching an attack. He will give priority to rescuing the hostages, and then killing the enemy!"

"Where are us?" Caesar asked hurriedly on the wireless channel.

"The interim specialist back! The interim specialist back! This is not your job!" Goria ordered sternly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the burly murderer in the hall had stopped expanding his body. At this moment, his body reached a terrible 2.3 meters. Standing in the empty field, it was as tall as a rockery. The golden pupils were filled with violent roars, and the feet slashed half of the hall's tiles, and the speeding train broke into the gate like a derailment!
Chapter completed!
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