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191 Proliferation(2/2)

This is not a mother-in-law, this is an intuition honed through many lives and deaths.

Warrior intuition.

He temporarily stopped talking to the command platform, turned around and muttered: "Slow down, let's go explore the engine room and restore the power supply to the spacecraft first."

"Yes, boss."

The four accompanying people and one team member who stayed behind in the boat all showed a somewhat stable smile.

The captain is quite reliable.

Sudden.

A scream before death resounded through Gris's headphones and the high-power speakers of the podium.

It's the team that went to the tail cabin!

In front of the screen on the podium, most of the men and women stood up and looked at the chaotic picture on the left screen in disbelief.

They didn't see anything clearly. A crimson shock wave passed by. The bodies of the two melee team members suddenly lifted off the ground. Under the pull of the semi-permanent simulated gravity, their limbs struggled hard. One person's neck was obviously deformed, and the other's waist began to break.

Violent contraction.

The other three team members immediately fired at the perimeter, but at the source of the crimson shock wave, there were only a few empty cargo boxes.

Something is hiding in the shadows.

The screams broke out again.

One melee team member's neck exploded, and the spray of blood caused the transparent flight suit to bulge.

Another melee team member's waist was broken, and blood continued to spurt out of his mouth. His well-developed muscles had no protective effect at the moment.

"Quickly retreat!"

The remaining three people turned around and ran away, their jetpacks spurting out several streams of flames.

But what is faster than them are the cells and tissues spread everywhere.

Those pink cell tissues were growing rapidly, weaving a huge grid at the tail cabin exit.

The three surviving team members were about to attack these cell grids when their bodies seemed to have been hit hard from nowhere.

Their eyes were stunned, they temporarily lost their ability to think, and they hit the grid directly.

Those cell tissues quickly differentiated into a palm with a diameter of only a few centimeters, which tightly imprisoned them in place through the space suit and protective light film.

No matter how hard the jetpack pushed them, they could never break free from the shackles of these palms.

Like an insect caught in a spider's web.

And from beginning to end, the ghost that released the crimson shock wave has been hiding in the shadows.

A similar fate befell the other two teams.

The exploration team at the front of the ghost cargo ship, two biochemically modified warriors and three mechanically modified warriors, have all been captured by the wildly proliferating cell tissue.

The middle part of the ghost cargo ship.

When Captain Gris heard the screams, he immediately ordered a retreat;

But the cells and tissues attached to various parts of the ship's hull are proliferating rapidly, and the safety gates they passed through before have been filled with cells and tissues.

Gris had ordered these cells to be burned before, allowing them to buy some time now.

Those pink cells began to surge towards Gris and the others.

The two melee team members grabbed their lightsabers and slashed continuously. Greiss and the two far-fire mechanics opened fire, and the light bullets punched holes one after another in the unprotected but extremely tough cell tissue.

Gris kept roaring:

"Spray fire! Sprinkle accelerant!"

"Give us some fire support! Open the hull quickly! Are all the people outside dead?"

"Shoot! Shoot!"

Boom!

Boom!

Gris's heart suddenly contracted violently.

He paused in his roar and looked up at the tail cabin.

Behind the cell tissue covered with pocket-sized palms, a figure seemed to be slowly approaching them.

The almost dead memory began to attack Gris.

Mining ship tragedy.

Meteor Belt Battle.

The crimson shock wave, the woman who was still alive despite the gunship's main cannon blast, the Valkyrie who could crush the head of a biochemical warrior from a distance.

She's here.

Gris turned around and shouted: "Get ready to blast! Blow up the hull! Quick! Leave immediately!"

The cell tissue at the front safety gate shrinks naturally.

The figure wearing a fiery red dress, with long flowing blood-colored hair, broke into the sight of Gris and the equipment on Gris's body.

Aboard the Feinan.

Yang Luo couldn't help but stand up.

His eyes were widened, his fists were clenched, and a crazy desire to fight surged through his body, but his brain was extremely clear.

The powerful Valkyrie.

The Valkyrie, who is not bound by the numerical values ​​of the "Abyss" game and possesses strong combat strength, has obviously completed countless evolutions!

She's right here!

She is indeed here!

Lu's projection appeared next to Yang Luo, and she felt that she should give Yang Luo some support at this moment.

"I'm afraid Captain Gris is doomed," Ritsu said softly.

In the picture, the Valkyrie was aiming at Gris and opening her right hand.

Gris roared, and the laser rifle fired a series of light bullets, but the Valkyrie did not even use her iconic red light film. Her seemingly soft skin had unparalleled protective capabilities, and those light bullets did not leave any traces.

The long skirt on her body seemed to be a part of her body. After it was broken, it quickly proliferated to fill it.

Two screams came.

There was nothing unusual about Gris, but the bodies of the four team members behind Gris slowly floated, each covering their necks.

"stop."

The Valkyrie's voice suddenly sounded, reaching directly into Gris' mind.

"Negotiate, I won't kill you."

Gris opened his mouth, turned to look at his team members, lowered his head and said to the communication device on his shoulder:

"She, she asked for negotiation. You let them go first! I will tell them not to fire! We have fought before, Valkyrie. I consider myself to be your former opponent, and I give you the highest respect!"

With that said, Gris threw the laser rifle in his hand to the ground.

The Valkyrie stared at Gris, seeming to be recalling, and then nodded slightly.

The four team members each fell to the ground, no matter whether they were old or new, their eyes were filled with fear.
Chapter completed!
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