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Chapter 192 I am your king, worship me!

It turned out to be just as Shen Bei had guessed.

late.

Everything is too late.

Saying "Thank You" from Bermuda

Shen Bei knew that Bermuda had completed the repair of the genetic defect.

Seawater is no longer its prison and fatal weakness.

Shen Bei took a deep breath, raised his pistol steadily, pointed the muzzle at Bermula, and said calmly: "If you want to thank me, why did you cut your own throat?"

"as you wish."

Bermula stretched out his hand, put his fingers on his neck, and pinched hard.

Like crushing a branch, the entire neck broke with a loud crack.

The torn wound and broken spine were like tattered cotton with uneven ends.

A purple blood that did not belong to humans spurted out.

Bermula even grabbed his hair and lifted his head up.

However, this self-inflicted injury seemed to have no effect on Bermuda.

Visible to the naked eye.

If it happened to anyone else, they would have been beheaded and died, but Bermula acted as if nothing had happened.

Hu Yang and the others were shocked by what they saw.

His heart skipped a beat, and his eyes were filled with deep fear and horror.

This is not dead...

It’s too scary!

At this moment, Bermula held his own head, opened his arms, and the smile on his face slowly faded. He said expressionlessly, "Well, as a thank you, I have fulfilled your wish."

Shen Bei frowned: "You're taking a joke seriously. You really don't understand the ways of the world."

At the same time, Shen Bei's armor mask quietly took a photo of Bemula and marked it: Bemula, has the ability to erase or modify memory.

"Put away your hypocrisy."

At this moment, a mysterious glint suddenly flashed in Baimula's eyes: "Now, how are you going to support me?"

Buzz~~

The next moment.

An invisible wave burst out from Bermula's eyes and filled the corridor.

Bemula placed his head on his neck, and a large number of tiny stick insect-like creatures crawled out of the wound.

These insects are entangled and fused with each other like melted wax.

In the blink of an eye, Bemula's head was mounted on his neck intact.

He walked towards the crowd step by step, his tone floating: "Have you forgotten? I am your king."

A simple sentence.

It's like a devil's sound filling my ears.

Everyone looked dazed for a moment.

"Oh oh oh, yes, Bermula is our king."

"Please accept my worship. Even though I'm naked, I'm the most pious."

"Wang, can I lick your shoes?"

"King, what are your instructions?"

"Wait, why do I remember the leader of You Wuchang Shelter?"

Baimula was very satisfied with the performance of the group. He walked out step by step, with a smile on his face: "You Wuchang... is a little bastard."

This sentence instantly fills the logical loophole.

A group of people followed Bermuda happily, trying their best to please him.

But the next second.

Bang~~

A gunshot was heard.

The deafening sound of gunfire suddenly exploded, like the wrath of thunder, instantly tearing apart the harmonious scene.

The sound of gunfire seemed to have substance, violently hitting every inch of the corridor wall, causing waves of echoes, spreading in the air like ripples, penetrating layers of walls, reaching distant corners, and resounding throughout the entire official residence for a long time.

Everyone saw that after the gunshot, Bemula was as still as a sculpture, and his head was like a crystal ball hit by an invisible hammer, instantly shattering into countless pieces.

Purple blood and grayish white intertwined, blooming in the air like fireworks, but falling tragically under the call of gravity.

The enormous kinetic energy of the gunshot made Bermula's skull, brain tissue, and blood vessels as fragile as sand in the face of a strong wind. In an instant, they were crushed, torn, and shattered, completely turning into an unrecognizable pool of flesh and blood.

poof...

Bermula's headless body fell heavily to the ground.

For a while.

Huyang and Goya's eyes were filled with fear, and they all turned to look at Shen Bei.

Their faces looked distorted, as if filled with a rage and murderous intent that could not be washed away by all the energy in the world.

Hu Yang's resolute face revealed an extremely cruel murderous aura and killing intent: "Shen Bei, what are you doing! Why did you kill our king!"

Yago exhaled the smell of alcohol: "That's a bit too much. When has the king ever let anyone down? If you want to seize power and usurp the throne, you have to use proper methods."

Others were even more vocal:

"Is Shen Bei crazy?"

"What should I do? What should I do?"

"Let's arrest Shen Bei first? Imprison him and we'll talk about it later. The most important thing is that Wang can't die!"

……

Shen Bei's eyes were fierce and calm.

Every second he would glance at the photo on the armor and the note in his hand, constantly reminding himself that his image had been modified.

And everyone is still being brainwashed and having their memories modified, which indicates a problem.

Bermuda is not dead, and the influence has not disappeared.

It's a very difficult creature.

It’s really mind-boggling what kind of strange life forms the Immortal Shadow battleship has collected.

At this moment, Shen Bei's cold and grim voice echoed throughout the corridor: "Either believe in God or believe in the devil, but don't believe in both."

Shen Bei continued shooting at Bermuda's body.

Bullets one after another penetrated Bermuda's body, and the kinetic energy of the bullets made his body bounce like a bouncy ball.

"From now on, everything Bermula says must be taken as passing words and twisted into falsehood."

Hu Yang and others were confused for a moment, and looked like they were struggling.

They seemed to remember something, but the tricks of memory made them hesitate.

But this did not affect Shen Bei's revolver's ability to eject bullets.

The clinking of bullet casings to the ground sounded like the drumbeat of death.

When changing bullets.

Bermula's body defied common sense, standing upright like a zombie.

The flesh and blood of the broken head also rose from the floor, coiled around the neck, and a large number of white worms squirmed again.

In just a blink of an eye, Bemula's head healed again.

"You were unfaithful to me."

Bermula's eyes were like an abyss or a prison when he opened and closed them.

next moment.

There were more than ten white worms extending from Bemula's body.

When Huyang and others were caught off guard, the worms, with their tips as sharp as needles, pierced the back of their heads.

Hu Yang and others were dragged into the air!

Their limbs, torsos, and heads seemed to be entangled in a transparent rope, unable to move.

Can't even tremble.

"I am your king, and I failed to stop and kill the assailant immediately. I am truly disappointed."

At this moment, Shen Bei's eyes showed no joy or sadness, and his cold voice echoed: "Do you want to know why?"

Baimula slowly turned his head and looked at Shen Bei with a fierce look in his eyes: "Can you answer this for me?"

"Because you don't have as many memories in their minds as I do."

Shen Bei raised his gun again: "As long as I remind you, your imposed memory will collapse."

"You can fool them for a while, but you haven't reached the goal yet... Oh, my king, am I a little bit n-shit!"

Shen Bei felt a pain in his head and looked at the photo inside the armor again to correct his memory.

"Where were we talking about?" Shen Bei touched his chin. "Yes, you can only tamper with information on the surface of their memory, but you can't modify it deep inside."

Baimula twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and looked at Shen Bei with interest: "Interesting, please continue."

Shen Bei didn't want to chat silently with Bermula.

It is really……

You have to use ink.

The creature Bemula is definitely not something I can deal with on my own.

If we follow the human classification of ferocious beasts, Bemula can be on par with the evil species!

Even the Spider Queen would have a terrible headache!

My revolver has cumulative damage, and even after taking so many bullets, I still can't kill the enemy. It's really difficult.

We can only wait for You Wuchang to come and deal with it after hearing the gunshots.

Or rather...it would be best if Zero could show up.

Moreover, Hu Yang and others have now stepped into hell.

If you say you will die, you will die, no doubt about it.

All Shen Bei could do was delay time.

"The deepest part of memory relies on the sedimentation of time, which is why I can stay sober."

Shen Bei's eyes were indifferent, as if he was trying hard to suppress something: "So...hiss..."

Take another look at the photo.

Shen Bei exhaled and said, "You still have many fatal flaws. In my eyes, you are playing with fire."

The twisted light in Bermula's eyes seethed and swirled, eventually transforming into a hoarse whisper: "I have a fatal flaw? I don't know if your perception is correct."

"But I know that delaying is pointless."

Baimula immediately revealed Shen Bei's thoughts: "You're neither attacking me nor running away. You're putting on a show."

Shen Bei's eyes did not move, only his nose twitched slightly.

This creature... is quite intelligent.

next moment.

Bermuda turned his head.

The white worms that pierced the back of Huyang and others' heads began to suck their brains in big gulps.

Clumps of brain matter squirmed into Bermula's body through the holes, and then returned to Bermula's mouth like regurgitated cud.

Bermula ate with relish as if he was savoring delicious food, with a comfortable look on his face, as if he was taking drugs.

Baimula's eyelids closed slightly, enjoying it immensely. "What a delicious memory! This man named Huyang's life was truly full of twists and turns."

"Goya... well, he loves his children very much. I feel this love. It's a wonderful emotion."

……

next moment.

Those white bugs retracted like hooks with their lines broken.

The "corpses" of Hu Yang and others all fell to the ground without any dignity.

Shen Bei didn't know whether they were dead or not, but he knew that even bigger trouble was about to come.

Shen Bei's eyes were filled with gloom, his gaze fixed on Baimula. He forcibly suppressed the shock surging in his heart, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth:

"So, that's how you mastered human language and habits. Your original form is a bug, and the bodies you occupied were those of people from other shelters who had previously explored the island."

Bermula did not deny it: "That's right, but they are all useless and can't get me out. Only you succeeded."

Shen Bei laughed as if he had heard a funny joke: "This is my failure, my only failure!"

next interest.

Shen Bei tilted the gunpowder from the muzzle of his gun as if venting his anger.

bang bang bang

Bermula was knocked back a few steps by the kinetic energy of the bullet.

Shaking all over.

The bullets clattered to the floor.

Baimula's eyes revealed a hint of sarcasm, and he said lightly as if to provoke him: "It's useless. We are not in the same life class at all. Next..."

"Let me taste your memories!"

The voice just fell.

Bermula's figure trembled, and it was unknown how fast it was.

Shen Bei's eyes blurred.

Bemula was already standing in front of him, grinning grimly. "Humans have so many emotions, why do you have so few? Are you afraid of me?"

"Who do you think you are!"

Shen Bei pointed the muzzle of his gun directly into Bermula's mouth and the bullet sprayed out.

Boom~~

The back of Bermula's head was blown off by the impact of the bullet!

"I told you, it's useless."

Bermula said nonchalantly, "Before I can savor your memories, I need to open your armor."

Click.