MTL - Dimensional Eroders-Chapter 36 Your father will always be your father!

　　 Bai Lang's pistol was shot down at this time, I don't know where it fell? Lying on the ground, every bone groaned.

　　 A small paper bag suddenly appeared in his hand. Folded into small squares with toilet paper, the green "burning blood-crystal" is wrapped in it, which is the result of his labor last night. At this time, without thinking about it, he put it in his mouth and swallowed it in one bite.

　　The saliva quickly wets the paper bag, and then the astringency spreads at the base of the throat and tongue. The original severe pain was instantly suppressed and replaced by the burning sensation, like analgesics + stimulants.

　　 His heart was beating violently, and the green energy penetrated into the blood vessels and began to spread, strange stripes spread from his chest, and new power emerged in his body.

　　【You overdose ‘burning blood’, strength +1.1 (temporary), physical stamina +1.2 (temporary), agility +0.5 (temporary), the spirit is corroded by unknown power, you have not passed the judgment...]

　　...

　　 When the orc noticed the changes on Bailang's body, he seemed to recognize the murdered father and enemy, his expression became savage and hatred, his aura became more brutal and violent, and he quickly stepped forward and grabbed Bailang's calf.

　　 At this time,'Langge' is also in a frenzy, and can no longer feel the pain. A brand new power temporarily covers the original remnant body, shielding the pain and injury transmitted by the brain, further squeezing his potential and health, and bringing unparalleled power (temporary).

　　 shrank his legs abruptly to avoid being grabbed by the orc, and then his body gathered in a circle, rolling and lying on the side of the orc.

　　 Then the white waves slammed their legs on the ground, and flew towards the orc's arm from the side. Just as the Sinking Demon jumped at the human being from behind, he was also fighting this bigger orc.

　　 At the same time, Brother Lang, whose brain was a bit corrupted, roared furiously: "May the evil energy be with me, you tribal pig, go to death!"

　　 The demonized orc swayed his right arm, trying to shake off the white waves, and at the same time stretched his left hand from his chest to grab his right leg, and then gave him a strong grip to tear off the little bug.

　　 At this time, Bailang had infinite power, his waist turned vigorously, his body shook flexibly, and he suddenly performed articulation, riding on the orc's shoulder, twisting his legs, locking his head and throat.

　　 However, the orc slammed his right hand backwards, his five fingers clasped Bai Lang's knees, and then squeezed them together, only to hear the sound of bones cracking.

　　 Those who break a person’s knee will always be broken.

　　 Bai Lang screamed screaming, with the same ferocious expression. At this time, there was an extra screwdriver in his hand, and he held his hands together without thinking about it, and raised his head high. At this moment, the Demon Sinking is ‘crispy. A little salty’ fighting side by side with him. Brother Lang has inherited the fine tradition passed down from generation to generation by the Demon Sinking, and he will stick to his crotch without hesitation!

　　 Of course, there is a huge orc head in front of his crotch, acting as a defensive cushion.

　　 The slender screwdriver is fast and cruel, and the orc has no time to stop it, so he immediately penetrated his eyes and pierced into the depths of his head. Then the ‘bleeding’ effect was triggered, and under the special effects of the equipment, the blood flow continued

　　 "Ho Ho Ho Ho...!"

　　 The orc screamed in pain, clenched Bai Lang's right leg with one hand, and swayed from side to side, pulling him off his back and beating him frantically on the ground. Like the Hulk beating Loki, repeatedly shaking back and forth, the pharmacy floor vibrated loudly, and finally vented out of the pharmacy.

　　...

　　 Brother Lang is like a cannonball, flying straight out of the broken window and crashing into the ruins on the other side of the road.

　　 At this time, his face was covered with blood, his internal organs were ruptured and bleeding, bones were broken, and the air was like gossamer, his lower body even lost consciousness, and his eyes were about to lose their brilliance.

　　 But sadly, the ‘burning blood’ in his body is still in effect, constantly squeezing and overdrawing his vitality, continuously transforming it into new power. He restrained his pain and constantly charged him, so that he could regain his ‘spirit’ again.

　　 But the bones are broken and the muscles are torn. He can't even get up. He can only be in a passive hanging state where he wants to die, and he suffers painfully.

　　...

　　 The nearby blade demon screamed strangely when they saw Brother Lang lying motionless on the ground like trash. They were frightened by the ferocity of the orcs, they did not dare to approach, but they were even more reluctant to leave, wavering and suffering.

　　 The orc in the pharmacy grabbed the bleeding screwdriver with one hand, and pulled it out. It was so painful that he couldn't breathe. He held his head in his hands and fell on his knees, screaming bitterly, even ignoring the white waves.

　　 Those blade demons waited for a moment, and saw that the orcs hadn't chased them out yet, and Bailang was still in a half-dead paralyzed state. Unable to be bold, he touched this way.

　　...

　　 Brother Lang had an ugly expression at this time, he had already felt the malice of this group of blade demon. After waiting for so long, they finally lose out. Of course, they don't mind the fisherman's profit.

　　 Fortunately, there is a steady flow of power in Brother Lang, allowing him to continuously recover, at least his right arm can barely move. The "Assassination of Flame" was beaten up, but I don't know where it was left? But in his storage space, there was still a pistol, which suddenly appeared in his hand.

　　The wrist turned, pressing hard against the temple.

　　 Brother Lang looked sideways, several blade demon holding weapons, cautiously walking towards him, their eyes gleaming with cunning light.

　　 An ironic smile appeared at the corner of Bai Lang's mouth: "Your father, always your father!"

boom!

　　 crash, black screen, restart...

　　...

　　In the vision of Blade Demon, a large amount of black smoke floated from his body, wrapping him up.

　　【You have experienced an ordinary death, IBM particle +4. 】

When 　　 opened his eyes again, Bai Lang suddenly raised his hand and pointed the muzzle at the sharp blade demon who was holding a kitchen knife in his heart.

　　 Both sides froze at the same time, the scene was once embarrassed, and then ‘Boom! ’The sound. Blade Demon's head blossomed, bullets shot out from the back of his head, and then fell backward, fell down, and stood upright.

　　 There was a dead silence at the scene, and then several other'sons' dropped their weapons, rushed to flee...

　　 "You know my secret, still want to escape?" Bai Lang was full of energy at this time, and he didn't even use aiming, so he shot directly. The three sharp blade demons fell to the ground one by one, and they were still crawling without being dead. Then they made up their spears, and ended these rebellious children one by one.

　　 a small batch of good dogs in my heart! After returning to the camp this time, maybe you can try to domesticate the Sinking Demon?

　　……

　　 At this time, he turned his head and looked at the orc who was covering his right eye, and the blood slurry was constantly flowing out of his fingers. The other party got up after hearing the gunshot.

　　 The two sides looked at each other in the air, and the orc looked hateful and limped towards the white waves, already in a state of serious injury.

　　 Brother Lang took out a toilet paper bag again, swallowed it in his mouth, and his blood boiled. .

　　【You are eroded excessively by ‘burning blood’, your strength is temporarily +1, your physical stamina is +1, and your agility is +0.7... Your mental will is eroded, without judgment,...]

　　 All the hints in his ears were left behind, and Bai Lang replaced the magazine and put it in the space. With bloodshot eyes, he suddenly grinned and sprinted at the orc with a roar.

　　 "Praise the evil!"

　　 The opponent stood still and threw a fist tremblingly. Bai Lang suddenly short stature, rolled flexibly, knelt down from behind the orc side, and then put out an extra pistol in his hand, leaning against its leg, bang bang! After firing three shots in a row, the knee was pierced and shot exploded, leaving a big hole.

　　 The demonized orc fell on his knees ~www.novelbuddy.com~ with his backhand elbow hit behind him, and a strong wind sounded. Bai Lang's intuition was extremely keen, and he took off with all his strength, leaped high, and while avoiding the back elbow, he smashed it down with an elbow from his own weight, and hit the orc's head.

　　 The orc's head was wounded, and the violent vibration caused eye injuries, and the pain spread, allowing its next wave of attacks to dissipate.

　　 Bai Lang grabbed the rhythm, stretched his arms to both sides of his body, then opened his bow left and right, his fists violently hit the orc's left and right temples like cannonballs, continuously getting faster and faster.

　　 The muscles of his arms are knotted, the blood in his body is boiling, and he feels his fists releasing power. As the attack drew the injury to the eyeball, the orc trembled in pain again.

　　 At this moment the pistol reappeared, against the back of the demonized orc, and fired four shots in a row. Bai Lang quickly withdrew back, watching vigilantly.

　　 The huge orc fell to his knees, convulsing and trembling, and it took a while to calm down...

　　 "Huh... this feels really... great!"

　　The effect of the medicine has not yet passed. After changing the magazine, Bai Lang walked into the pharmacy, picked up the fallen Assassination of Yan and the magazine, pulled a chair and sat in the middle of the pharmacy to rest.

　　……

　　 At this time, his arms trembled violently, his muscles all over his body swelled and exploded, and the urge to fight still had not subsided. The waves were impacting his reason, and he was on the verge of losing control.

　　 He was worried about the complete loss of his sanity and the period of weakness after the effect of the medicine. At the same time, he was also worried about whether any monsters would be found following the sound? So decisively turned the muzzle upside down...

When 　　 appeared again, Bailang's body was restored to its best condition, and his clothes were worn out. Although the spirit is ‘full’, but the mind is exhausted.

　　 [You have experienced a bad death, IBM particle +1. 】

　　 At this time, a light blue key floats on the body of the demonized orc.

　　 "This wave is not a loss."