Although this is a base controlled by the apostles, the pirates living here are only awe of the apostles, not monsters. For monsters, they are like other humans...

Disgust, even hatred.

No one wants to go from a person to a monster.

Even the witch Angitini, who was extremely eager for the apostles, was full of disgust with monsters. Otherwise, why wouldn’t she turn herself into a monster? Wouldn’t she be closer to the apostle? She might even become an apostle.

There is only one reason for it in the final analysis.

Because monsters are just monsters, they have no reason and no emotions, they just simply long for human beings, they simply want to eat humans... wild beasts.

Yes, it's just a much stronger beast.

The transformation of humans into monsters is not so-called evolution, but degeneration. Only when they break through and then stand, break out of the cocoon and become butterflies, can they be considered true evolution.

Carl doesn't want to become an irrational monster himself, as long as he is a human being, it can be understood.

But no one expressed condolences or sympathy for this, and everyone immediately stepped back and looked at him vigilantly regardless of the other party's shrill wail.

Since the arms become tentacles, it means that Carl's demonization has skipped the early stage and entered the middle stage. Although he can still maintain his rationality at this time, his desire for blood and the human body will be born at the same time.

His red eyes are the best proof.

"Save me, please save me, I don't want to become a monster."

"Don't come over, don't come over here, don't come over." The two brothers who lived to the present by relying on cheating were frightened. They crawled to the side with a pissing flow. One of them slid and fell heavily to the ground.

"Don't leave me behind." The man who fell to the ground grabbed his friend's ankle.

"What a joke, let me go, let me go!" Another person was ruthless, raised his foot and stepped on the other person's arm a few times, broke free from the other person's big hand, and quickly ran away.

"Damn it!" The man wanted to get up, but in a hurry, and the ground was soaked in water for a long time, it was very slippery and wet, so he fell heavily again.

Carl approached the man at this time, and his dancing tentacles grabbed the other party's feet and dragged them back, "Save me, I don't want to turn into a monster, save me, save me..."

"Okay, I'll save you. You can let go of me first. After letting go of me, I'll save you and let go of me."

"You lie, you won't save me."

"I will, I will definitely save you."

"No, you can't, you can't!" Carl became crazy, and his tentacles slightly pulled off the man's thigh, and blood splattered.

The man looked at his thighs that had left his body and suddenly let out a heart-wrenching roar, "Renard, I won't let you go, even if I die, I won't let you go!"

He looked at his friend who abandoned him with a ferocious and resentful look, and shouted out his last words with all his strength.

"I will wait for you in hell, in the deepest part of hell, waiting for you, waiting for you forever!!!"

Then, his head was pulled off by Carl's tentacles and broke away from his body. The final hideousness was vaguely visible, and his eyes were staring resentful in a certain direction.

That was the direction his friend stood.

"Who will save me, who will save me? I don't want to become a monster, I don't want it!"

After Carl abused and killed the man, he stared at the broken corpse blankly. His red and dull eyes swept across everyone, and everyone who was staring at him had goose bumps on his body.

The swordsman held the sword that was as sharp as mud in his hand, as if he wanted to rush up to kill Carl, but as soon as he took a few steps, he was stopped by the real monster. Seven or eight tentacles were hit by the sky, forcing him to dodge in a mess, and he couldn't take care of himself and had no extra energy to kill Carl.

The coward, Renard, had already been hiding aside and kept begging him not to die. His cowardly appearance was despised and despised by countless people.

The killing machine hesitated for a while and decided to kill Carl immediately.

Carl is now on the verge of losing control. If you are not careful, you may completely collapse. At that time, what you are facing will not be a monster, but two monsters.

"Weapons, give me weapons!"

He ran to me and shouted at me, "You have seen this situation now. We can only survive only weapons. Please give me weapons, sir."

I smiled slightly and threw down another weapon.

"Since you are so polite, I will give you this Yeta Knife and use it well."

For this competition, I have prepared seven weapons and prepared to throw them one by one at the right time, but now it seems that there are not many people who can use weapons.

With the help of this Nota Knife, the killing machine can finally face Carl head-on.

The sharpness of the Nota Knife is not inferior to the sword in the swordsman's hand that is as sharp as mud. The only difference is that the killing machine does not skillfully use the characteristics of this weapon.

Or... he didn't know any sword tricks at all, he just waved it randomly.

Fortunately, Carl is not as terrifying as monsters, and the attacks of tentacles are not as sharp as imagined. Moreover, the broken tentacles will not grow out immediately, and it will take a certain amount of time.

So this allowed the killing machine to face Carl easily, and even avoided the monster's sneak attack from time to time. Sometimes because of this interference, he missed the opportunity to kill Carl several times.

"Please give me weapons, give me weapons sooner."

Just as I was watching the murder machine fighting with the swordsman with interest, a sound suddenly sounded below. Renard secretly ran down below and looked at me with a begging face.

"Sir, I need weapons too. Please, sir, give me a weapon."

Although I disliked the other party's character, I did not make things difficult for him and threw a weapon down. It was a sharp spear. The tip of the spear was inserted straight into the ground, and the gun body left outside was trembling constantly.

Although it is a good gun, I don't think this man named Reinard can handle it.

There is a saying on our earth... the knife of the year, the stick of the moon, the gun for a lifetime.

A weapon like a gun is the most difficult to control. Without a solid foundation and hard work, it is definitely not easy to exert huge lethality from the spear.

Even if an amateur gets a gun, he will only stab him a few times.

This seemed to be the case with this Reinard. After drawing out the spear, he stabbed it a few times and ran to the side to hide. Even if the monster's tentacles hit him, he just ran away in a hurry and did not use the spear in his hand at all.

After a while, the other party ran back for a lifetime and said, "Sir, this weapon is too unsuitable. Please change it to me. It would be great if it is his weapon."

In his mouth, Renard refers to a killing machine, and his weapon is naturally a Yeta Knife.

Among the eighteen types of weapons, the knife is the best weapon. It can also exert huge lethality by slashing horizontally and slashing bravely. At least this is what the current killing machine does.

I thought about it and grabbed a sharp cross sword and threw it down. The cross sword is not good at chopping, but it is very suitable for slashing. Even if it is used by an outsider, it can exert good lethality. I also have my own thoughts on how he uses it.

What is disappointing is that even after getting such a weapon, Renard did not intend to fight against the monster's tentacles, and still focused on escaping and evasion.

Only in time that I really cannot escape can I rush out the weapon in my hand.

Although a sword pierced the monster's tentacles, it also angered the monster. It was swept away by a tentacle, and fell under me in a mess.

"Sir, sir, give me another weapon!"

Facing such a shameless person, if you are serious, you will lose. I threw out all the remaining three weapons, namely... heavy swords, long sticks, and... pistols.

A pistol is not a powerful weapon such as a laser gun or a gravity gun. It is just an air gun that can compress air. Its power can be automatically adjusted and it is a very practical pistol.

But for humans, air guns are powerful tools, and for monsters, air guns are not enough to see.

Although Renard had a despicable character, he was very sensible. He rolled on the spot and grabbed the air gun, laughing.

Then he raised his pistol and pointed it at Carl, and pulled the trigger with a grim smile: "Go to die!"

bump!

Carl, who was entangled with the murder machine, was caught off guard and was hit by the compressed air, exploding with a bang, and red and white splashed out, spilling into the sky.

Looking at the corpse that fell to the ground with a plop, the killing machine breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, his hair stood upside down and suddenly rushed forward. The ground behind him burst, as if he was hit by some huge force. The floor tiles cracked and a lot of gravel splashed out.

"what you do?"

He turned around and questioned Renard, but saw the other party looking at him hideously, "Kill you, kill that swordsman, I am the champion, I'm asking you to die for my champion."

bump!

Another explosion, the killing machine hid in a mess, but the wall behind him was hit hard. In an instant, the entire wall collapsed in, and circles of cracks spread out in all directions.

"Oh, you can actually hide. You are so lucky. You won't have such a chance next time. Go and die!"

bump!

When Renard pulled the trigger again, the air gun in his hand suddenly exploded and turned into a pile of scrap iron.

For a moment, he and the killing machine were stunned for a moment.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you that because of some of the power of air guns, I set that I can only fire three times, and it will explode after three times. I'm so sorry!"

I looked at Renard with a smile, how could he let everyone kill so easily?ro!~!
Chapter completed!