"I'm completely enraged!" Griffon moved his fingers and tried to relax them. His face did not show any signs of anger, but his tone was as fierce as a Tyrannosaurus Rex. "You dare to ignore me? Duque, you must have eaten too many retarded pills! "
"Please forgive me, I really don't want to talk to someone with insufficient intelligence!" Duque's retort was also very sharp.
"So you have to pay the price of being retarded to become a vampire …" Griffon twisted his neck, the bones all over his body made a crisp sound.
If there were people who had participated in martial arts classes.
Then they would know what this sound of bones signified.
Real Qi flowed rapidly through the meridians, stimulating the body's bones, muscles, and tendons in a special way to relax.
This was the best way to warm up. It could quickly raise one's body to its peak state with a very slight movement to fight a strong enemy.
If it was in ancient times.
Then this special way of warming up had a name called "A Whip".
Similarly, Jonathan and Remiga beside him did the same. Even though the three of them were working together, they did not have the slightest intention of underestimating their opponent. Usually, they had been abused by Xiao Yuanlian and the rest so much that they would not have any thoughts of fighting one on one for the sake of the strong's reputation. Only fools would fight one on one. Only by defeating the enemy as fast as possible was the smart move.
All the genetic warriors had learned one thing from Lin Dong's special training. That was to use collective strength to deal with the strongest enemy and reap the most fruitful results.
Those who fought one on one would not be able to survive the hellish training.
Those who fought one on one would not be able to walk out of Purgatory alive.
There was no way to walk out of Sacred Valley alive.
Returning to the surface.
Those who insisted on fighting one on one would not be able to survive the attacks of powerful underground creatures such as the Blackwater Wyvern or the Devouring Demon.
"I'll let you all experience the mysterious power of immortality!" Duque, the former quick shooter, was now the arrogant vampire man. He slowly put down the wine glass in his hand.
Faster than lightning.
In the blink of an eye.
The sharp claws were already pressed against Griffon's chest.
The Griffin only reacted when he saw the five sharp fingers sinking deep into his chest. When he was about to retaliate with a punch, the vampire Duke had already slid onto his seat. His tongue licked the blood on his fingertips, and his eyes flashed with an evil bloodthirsty light. The corners of his mouth curled up proudly: "How sweet! Worthy of being the blood of a genetic warrior. It was extremely fresh and filled with vitality. Do you know? Mr. Griffin whose brain is filled with muscles, we are actually immortal existences. As long as we have a drop of blood left in our bodies, we can survive! Even if our bodies become dried corpses, as long as a drop of blood seeps in, we can be resurrected! This is the secret to our immortality. What about you? A few decades later, you'll be old, with white hair, wrinkles, and your bones will be corroded. You'll be out of breath after taking a few more steps, and you'll look pitiful! "
"You will never die. Why don't you go out and bask in the warm and comfortable sun?" Griffon retorted with a sneer.
"Naive!" Duque shook his head. He raised a finger and shook it lightly. "Don't be silly. That is something that was deliberately exaggerated by ancient legends and movies! I admit that I do feel dazzled when I stand under the sun. However, if the sun can harm us, then I'm sorry to disappoint you! "
"Is it because you're half-baked? I think you're right. You're just a monster. A human is not a human, and a vampire is not a vampire. You're just a hybrid between the two! "Griffon laughed.
"There's no benefit in angering me. Griffin, I'll dig out your heart and eat it mouthful by mouthful!" Duque smiled evilly.
"Ah, I'm scared. What should I do?" Griffon looked at Jonathan who was beside him.
Jonathan did not play along with Griffon's funny expression.
Instead, he wore a serious expression.
He used his hand.
He pointed straight at Duque. "Show me what you're really capable of! Duque, if that's all you've got, then I'm sorry, I'll send you to see God right away! It's useless to show off your speed in front of us. It's already out of date for us! "
"Really?"
Duque had not finished his sentence.
He was already standing behind Jonathan.
His movements were unbelievably fast. His sharp claws pressed against the main artery on the side of Jonathan's neck. "I don't think there's anything wrong with being fast!"
After that.
Duque waved his claws.
He ruthlessly cut off the main artery on the side of Jonathan's neck.
What was strange was that there were a few large bloody wounds on the side of Jonathan's neck. His skin and flesh were flipped over and split open like a baby's mouth. The large and small blood vessels inside were all broken into several pieces, but not a single drop of blood seeped out. Jonathan did not seem to know that half of his neck had been cut off. The expression on his face was still as calm as before. "You really disappoint me, Duque. If that's all you've got, then there's no need for Griffin and Remiga. I can beat you into pieces by myself!"
"Damn it!" Duque disappeared and turned into an afterimage. He returned to his seat.
The calm and confident smile on his face had disappeared.
What replaced it was …
It was a kind of anger that erupted uncontrollably after he had forcefully suppressed his emotions. "You're clearly humans. How can you control your own blood? Who taught you the Dark Night Blood Ability secret technique? "
Jonathan pressed his hand on the side of his neck. His wound was recovering at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.
In less than half a minute, more than half of it had healed.
He was angry at Duque.
Griffon shrugged his shoulders. "Sorry, we really don't know what the Dark Night Blood Ability is. Using Blood Ability to control blood is the most basic requirement that Mr. Wood gave us when he was training us. If we can't even do this, then we don't have the qualifications to be called genetic warriors! Ah, yes, you heard it right. The Dark Night Blood Ability that sounds very high-class is just the simplest and most basic operation here … If you become a vampire and only know how to use your nails to stab or cut, then I can only say 'goodbye' to you! "
"Goodbye!"
Quick Gunner Duke disappeared from where he stood and appeared behind the griffin.
His right hand was blood-red, as if it had turned into a blood-red bone blade. He viciously stabbed it into Griffon's back.
Griffon disappeared.
Duque's right hand that looked like a bone blade only stabbed the air.
After missing his attack, Duque turned back into a slithering phantom and returned to the chair. At this time, there was someone behind the chair. Griffon was already there. He curiously looked at the leather chair. "Why do you have to come back here? You can't act like this! You've done this time and time again. Even if you're not tired of it, I am. It's hard for me to cooperate with you! "
"Get lost!" Duque slammed the table.
Several sharp blades grew out from behind the chair and stabbed at Griffon who was curiously looking over.
At the same time, Duque took out two pistols from the drawer. Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang … The two pistols fired a wave of bullets at Jonathan and Remiga until the pistols were completely empty.
Jonathan moved like a fish and swam to Duque's desk. "Do you have any other trump cards?"
Quick Gunner Duke's pupils flashed with a trace of panic.
He knew that Jonathan and the others were stronger than before. Be it the information or the judgment after meeting them, it proved that Jonathan and the other genetic warriors were improving crazily. There was not a day when they stopped improving. Even though he had mentally prepared himself, Duke was still in slight disbelief. He had already become so powerful, yet he was still unable to crush his opponents in terms of strength … Just how many doses of genetic medicine did these fellows inject themselves with? He had obtained a huge amount of Night Blood energy!
"Die, all those who see my transformation must die!" Duque was furious. He waved his hand to force Jonathan to retreat. Then, he pulled up the chair and threw it at Griffon who dodged the sharp blade. Finally, he kicked the desk to block Remiga who was walking toward him. "You forced me to transform. You will become the first stepping stones for me to devour this world!"
Duque's roar was like thunder.
His handsome face was instantly distorted. All the muscles and lumps converged and moved on his face. His skull was deformed.
His body expanded several times. His muscles burst out of his clothes. Bone spurs slowly extended from the back of his spine. His fingernails extended and curved like claws.
His mouth split to his ears. His teeth became sharp and dense. His long tongue forked into the shape of a lizard, hissing as he sensed the various factors in the air. Duke's tightly shut eyes suddenly opened. His sunken eye sockets made him look incomparably terrifying. His eyeballs had completely turned blood red, and his pupils had strangely formed the vertical pupils of a snake or lizard.
Duque's height increased to more than two meters.
Even though he was hunched.
His head was lowered.
His body was also much taller than Griffon, Jonathan, and Remiga.
"Interesting!" Jonathan nodded in satisfaction. "It will be more satisfying to rub such an enemy on the ground!"
"It's still a little short of my expectations!" Remiga still shook his head. "It seems that it's mainly a transformation of the Hump-Headed Spiny Skin and the Rickety Short-Tailed Monster, with a bit of the Ancient-Jaw Beast gene added! Duque, does Čepes really count on you to develop the Surface World? Isn't this a bit of a joke? No matter what, you should at least integrate a Blackwater Flying Dragon gene? "
"So ugly!" Griffon's expression was a little disgusted. "This kind of integration can only be considered a monster, right? Are all vampires this ugly in their true form? "
"Die!" Duque angrily pounced over. His speed after transforming into a monster did not decrease. Instead, it increased. He swept Griffon away with one claw.
However, in the next second.
Jonathan's fist had already landed on his face.
Duque, who had taken a few steps back, could not stand firm. Remiga's foot followed closely. With a loud bang, it landed heavily on his face, exactly the same position as Jonathan's attack.
"An attack weaker than a mosquito!" Relying on his strong physique, Duque fearlessly took the attack head-on. His arrogance soared to the sky.
"Hitting the Cow Across the Mountain!" Griffon's straight punch sent Duque flying into the wall like a cannonball.
The wall collapsed.
Duque's entire body was smashed into it.
When he got up angrily and roared at Griffon, Griffon scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. "Sorry, I haven't mastered Hitting the Cow Across the Mountain. Currently, I can only hit the cow, not the mountain …"
Remiga's hand patted Duque's shoulder. "Look at me!"
He also threw a straight punch.
It sent Duque's huge body flying.
For the second time, Duque was smashed into the extremely solid but unbearable collapsed wall of the secret base. This time, when he got up, his head was a little dizzy. The focus of his eyes began to shake, and it was difficult for him to focus for a while. When Duque shook his head to dispel the dizziness, Jonathan had unknowingly come to the other side. Similar to Remiga, he pressed down on Duque's shoulder and gave a heavy straight punch …
Dong!
Duque, who was stuck in the other wall, took a long time before he staggered to get up.
Blood oozed out of his mouth and nose. His teeth were broken, and his face was deformed. His eyes were full of resentment and hatred. "You dare to humiliate Master Duque like this. All of you must die!"
Duque's body changed again.
This time.
The extent of the transformation.
It was far greater than the previous time.
The second transformation of Duque was no longer human. From a distance, he looked like a combination of a Thorny Skin Beast and a Crooked Short-Tailed Monster.
"Hey, hey, are you serious? You're just a low-level trash who betrayed us halfway through the game. How can you transform a second time? Isn't the second transformation a special skill that only mini-Bosses have? Speaking of which, if we defeat a mini-Bosse like you, you won't drop a few pieces of equipment for us like in the game, right? " Griffon couldn't help but complain. F * ck, it's already crazy enough that you can transform a second time. Are you an illegitimate child of Čepes? Why is he so nice to you?
"Griffin, transform too!" Jonathan asked Griffon to transform as well.
"I don't know how to!" Griffon was a little confused. I know how to transform? Why didn't I know that I had this ability?
"You don't even know how to transform, and you dare to brag that you're Mr. Wood's number one hardcore fan?" Remiga felt that Griffon was trying to smear Lin Dong's reputation.
"Why don't you try transforming?" Griffon was annoyed.
"Please, I'm a human, not a monster!" Jonathan immediately shook his head.
"Then you want me to transform? Am I not a human? "Griffon was even more annoyed.
"Griffin, you might be. Your name is Griffin. Saying that you're a human is very suspicious!" Remiga couldn't help but laugh at the end.
"Tutu!" What could Griffon say? He could only raise two middle fingers.
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