The End of the World: Contracted Goddess of War, My Powers Can Be Infinitely Replicated

Tong Midao didn't want to call for help either.

if it is possible.

She hopes to resolve this issue as best as possible.

After all, Shen Liang has some things to take care of.

Liu Meng was also on his way to help Wang Laojiu find help.

Everyone is busy with their own things.

Tong Midao also has her own pride.

Others can handle it themselves, so why should I seek help? This not only shows that I am not strong enough, but also delays others' work... But there is no other way, Tong Midao feels that she has done her best.

If you keep going like this.

Most likely because of my own pride.

It destroyed the auto repair shop that was already on the right track.

If she dies then she will be blamed for it.

"peach!"

"You must hold on!"

"I'm contacting Brother Liang!"

"How about I go over and help you now!?"

As soon as these words came out.

Tong Midao's heart sank.

What does being in contact mean?

Could it be...

Could it be that Shen Liang was also delayed and couldn't be contacted?

She thought about just contacting Liu Meng.

But after thinking about it, I still didn't say it.

"I can still hold on for now!"

"Don't leave the factory!"

"Remember! You must protect them!"

"Be sure to be wary of that other person. That person hasn't shown up yet, so he must be secretly planning something. Be careful not to let him take advantage of you!"

When Tong Midao said these words.

It's almost intermittent.

You can tell she's avoiding danger.

The battle was very fierce.

Worry about affecting her fighting.

Meng Xinyan said no more.

"Be more careful!"

"If it's really impossible, come back. It's safer for us to defend together than to fight separately... Make sure you return safely!"

"Roger that!"

Tong Midao is concise and to the point.

Then he said no more.

The meat mountain monster that the long-haired man transformed into was too terrifying.

The scary thing is not how powerful the combat capability is.

To be precise, Tong Midao is not hurt at all now.

But the meat mountain monster is more difficult to deal with than imagined.

Although it is incredibly large and its whole body looks very slow, it is extremely fast. Although it looks quite dull, it can easily hit the opponent when attacking, but it is difficult to cause fatal damage to it!

That kind of self-healing ability.

Tong Midao had seen it on the corpse demon.

The corpse demon's self-healing ability is quite terrifying.

Even stronger than this meat mountain monster.

In the end, he was killed.

But that's a corpse demon.

It was accomplished through the full cooperation of many people.

Now we are facing the meat mountain monster incarnated by the long-haired man.

Although his self-healing ability cannot be compared with that of the corpse demon.

But this size is too terrifying.

A battle of just a few rounds.

Tong Midao cut its neck in half several times, and the head was even about to break in half. As long as it was really bent in half, Tong Midao was confident that it could really cut off the head. However, her scimitar was too limited. The neck of the Shoushan monster was really too thick, thicker than the belly of an old sow. Even if she cut it with all her strength, the scimitar could only cut off a small half. Even if she cut it from the other side, the middle was still connected...

every time.

They can all be restored to their original state by this meat mountain monster.

This made Tong Midao feel.

The situation is becoming increasingly serious.

"who are you."

"Who are your two teammates?"

"Are you affiliated with some doomsday organization, or are you under someone's command?"

“There’s no obvious conflict of interest.”

"Tell me! Why are you attacking us?"

"I advise you..."

The two were more than ten meters apart.

Tong Midao asked tentative questions.

However, the meat mountain monster just smiled strangely.

I didn't even want to wait for her to finish the last sentence.

Then he slowly raised his arms.

The moment the arms were raised, the disgusting pink and white flesh on them dropped almost four or five meters to a height, about to fall to the ground. It looked like a huge bed sheet hanging in the air, but normal sheets did not have so many wrinkles of flesh and disgusting flesh buds wriggling and rolling. The picture seemed somewhat disgusting.

next moment.

Slowly raise your arms.

The speed is so fast that it is unreal.

He suddenly threw it towards Tong Midao.

Although the two are more than ten meters apart.

Tong Midao still jumped up vigilantly and left the spot.

Almost half a second.

Several lumps of rotten flesh were thrown out from the arms of the meat mountain monster.

Like a directed artillery shell.

It hit the spot where Tong Midao left with great precision.

Bang-!

Bang-!

Bang bang bang——! ! !

For a brief moment.

That area is three meters in diameter.

A huge irregular circular area was formed.

The entire area was filled with deep pits as deep as calves caused by the rotten flesh.

The rotten flesh in the deep pit seemed to have life.

Did not die immediately.

Instead, it seems to have formed an independent life form.

Merging and wriggling with each other.

Some parts are exposed.

You can see that there is severe corrosion underneath.

"Hehe, hehehe..."

"It's just a piece of meat, why are you asking so many questions..."

"Be good, be eaten by me, be my meal, no, isn't that good..."

"Be good, be proactive, otherwise you'll be corroded by my attack, and then... it won't taste good... hehe, hehehe..."

The meat mountain monster laughed strangely.

Appears extremely arrogant.

A backhand move.

Such horrific injuries occurred.

This made Tong Midao feel great pressure.

"Eat! Eat your uncle!!!"

"Take two bursts of bullets first!"

The words have not yet fallen.

Tong Midao's two scimitars were already inserted into the scabbards on her legs.

In his hands were two submachine guns drawn from the holsters on his back.

Da da da da da—! ! !

Da da da da da—! ! !

As bullets fired continuously.

After the deafening gunshot.

The location of the Meat Mountain monster's head and heart.

It was almost beaten into a sieve.

Can be followed immediately.

The monster came back again.

This is the difference between humans and monsters.

If it was a monster like the corpse demon, it wouldn't have too many other thoughts at this moment.

Only the most primitive bloodthirsty killing desire of a monster.

But the meat mountain monster is ultimately a human being.

No matter how disgusting the long-haired man is,

He is also a human being who can speak and think.

There was a hint of pride in his smile at this moment.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey..."

"I'm sorry... My heart and brain might not be in the right place. You're still too naive to think about killing me..."

His face looked serious.

Tong Midao was very clear at this moment.

Even if I want to leave.

It won't be too easy.

But the other party shouldn't expect to gain too much advantage.

Fortunately, it was she who came out. If it was Meng Xinyan, although her lethality was stronger than hers, her speed could not match hers. Facing the outrageous speed of this meat mountain monster, she might really have capsized in the ditch. As a speedster, facing this meat mountain monster, she could not say that she could completely restrain it, but at least she could fight back and forth with equal strength.

Can't be killed?

Then don’t kill.

That being the case.

Then try to delay as much as possible.

Imagination.

Under the twitching gaze of the Meat Mountain Monster.

Tong Midao took out a few more round grenades.

The long-haired man who turned into a meat mountain monster wanted to curse for the first time. It was said that aliens would be the rulers of the world in the apocalypse, and everyone was supposed to fight in hand-to-hand combat, so why did this woman have a submachine gun and a grenade!

Is this fucking reasonable!!!

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

Grenades are flying!

The meat mountain monster also began to swing its arms.

Just like playing tennis, you have to take the initiative to fight back.

.................

.................

the other side.

Du Jun was indeed briefly controlled by the big-bellied man's hair.

But he was not killed directly.

But at the moment.

It's almost like suffocation.

At this moment, Du Jun was wrapped in endless hair, and his neck was tightly strangled by a rope made of hair. The rope was constantly increasing its strength, as if it would not stop until it killed him. It seemed that his life would be taken away in another minute.

But Du Jun is a warmonger.

After becoming an alien.

Always actively looking for opportunities to hunt zombies.

Even take the initiative to search for mutant beasts and monsters.

Every battle.

It not only increased Du Jun's combat experience.

It also continuously strengthened his courage and combat thinking.

Others face this kind of inevitable death.

I'm afraid he is already terrified and desperate.

But Du Jun had already been controlled the moment he was captured.

The first thing he thought of was a way to break the deadlock.

At this moment, one of his hands was tightly grasping the thick hair that was twisted into a rope on his neck, and the other hand was already at the back of his waist, holding the handle of a saber in his palm. As long as he could pull out the saber, no matter how powerful these hairs were, it would only take one cut. He thought it was a very easy task, but he didn't expect that this big-bellied man could sense that his other hand was holding the knife even though he didn't know where his eyes were, as if every hair could be his eyes.

This made Du Jun very upset.

"Stop, stop struggling..."

"Hey, you, you're dead, why are you wasting your energy?"

"Oh, do you have any last words to say?"

"Then go ahead and talk. I'm listening... Unfortunately, you can't open your mouth. If you dare to open your mouth, you will die in a second. Haha, hahaha..."

Although the big-bellied man's face couldn't be seen.

But he was still quite comfortable when speaking.

This made Du Jun very curious.

This kid's voice sounds unobstructed at all.

Is it these hairs?

Did you intentionally leave his mouth and nose exposed?

curious.

Still curious.

So interesting.

A man with a big belly can say such things.

It was obvious that he could sense what Du Jun was doing, and he could confirm that Du Jun had already grasped the knife, but he couldn't pull it out because it was controlled by his hair and wrapped around his wrist. The downward force was quite strong, so strong that Du Jun really couldn't pull out the dagger. After all, he was not a power-type mutant...