Latent Syndrome

Chapter 286 285. Special bullets

"There is only one reason why a person as powerful as you could be attacked by a vision."

"You're wavering because of regret."

"Infected people must sink to the bottom, as people who stand at the top of the world."

"Colin."

"You're not qualified yet."

The rickety Luca cocked the rifle, and special ammunition with an exaggerated caliber close to that of a hunting elephant erupted. The violent sound was enough to break the eardrum, and hit Colin's shoulder. Suddenly, the shoulder blade in the triangular area exploded, sputtering out blood and mud in the form of powder. It rained all over the restaurant.

Immediately afterwards, the specially-made ammunition erupted into a cluster of chaotic-colored flames at the wound site, and expanded rapidly, burning Colin with the evil rainbow fire.

Just like the first time, he was hit by Gray with special ammunition, and his body was irreversibly reduced to ashes.

"How can this be?"

Colin suddenly realized that the specially-made ammunition is only effective against infected people of B level and below. Even those infected with level A are helpless.

But this time...

He endured the pain, did not dare to hide his move, and stopped time directly.

Luka's movements became extremely slow, and his weird and rickety figure froze at the moment when he took off the bullet casing, and his eyes were actually a little excited.

but.

But this flame was like a tarsal maggot, and it was one with Colin. It did not disappear as time stopped, but instead burned stronger and stronger.

Colin's arms and legs were corroded by strange phenomena. The ringworm, which was covered with extremely cold frost, also spread in the areas burned by the flames.

In that fire.

A humanoid silhouette appeared vaguely.

"not the right time yet."

"I'm waiting for you."

This soul-grinding pain.

Interrupt his ability.

Time begins to pass.

Colin has no way to eliminate this flame. Even if he cuts himself off, it will continue to burn. He can only continue to proliferate flesh and blood fuel to slow down the fire.

"You're too conceited, Colin."

"Do you think that because you have an immortal body that can compete with nature, you are invincible?"

"Only a handful of people in the entire countermeasures bureau, including myself, know the truth about the specially-made ammunition."

boom!

boom!

Luca's rifle has been fired, and Colin is no longer as defenseless as before. An evil eye grows on the back of his hand. With a flash of blood, he sees all the ballistic trajectories, and then avoids it with incredible speed and cunning, every time. It narrowly missed his skin, but just missed.

"Even the heads of all the regional departments don't know."

"They all think it's a neurotoxin, a product of technology."

"But its origins are far beyond their imagination."

"It's like the brain fluid of so-called madmen, refined and extracted from the brains of those scholars."

"The same goes for special ammunition."

Luca quickly reloaded the rifle. He deliberately chose the location in this high-rise building to prevent Colin from escaping.

boom! boom! boom!

Colin couldn't avoid it and dodged around under the terrifying ammunition. He was extremely embarrassed and did not dare to release the vision. If the vision was damaged, he would be affected.

"The true ingredients of specially crafted ammunition are the people integrated into the symbolic world, the unbreakable beliefs and memories of ordinary people."

"The Second Division has raised a group of humans in captivity, continuously extracting symbolic concepts and injecting them into bullets."

"Making all infected people shaken and accelerating their destruction."

"Just like white blood cells in the symbolic world, they eat up and dissolve the virus in the infected person."

boom! boom! boom!

There were continuous gunfire, and Luca smashed all the furniture in the restaurant to pieces. Colin fled to the edge of the window and jumped down to the outdoor rooftop of the skyscraper.

Luca knocked down the huge chandelier on the ceiling, and the steel frame structure weighing more than a ton fell down along with the integrated chandelier.

There was a loud shattering sound, and even though Colin used his knife to smash the objects falling from the sky, those glass particles flew into his skin one after another, blooming into flowers of flesh and blood, and the flesh was opened and blood flowed.

"Ammunition to deal with ordinary infected people is mass-produced."

"And the bullet in my hand can be called the crystallization of the wisdom of human civilization."

"Some people believe in money because they own a sweatshop, and some people you can't understand at all."

"They are like beasts that retain their labor instinct and have a crazy obsession."

"Extract all the lives, memories, and souls of these people, and condense dozens or hundreds of people into a bullet."

"Ah...this endless violence and hope."

boom!

Another bullet successfully hit Colin's leg, which had been backfired by the vision. Evil rainbow fire erupted, and the frost hemorrhagic ringworm was only the size of a palm, but now it slowly spread to the entire calf.

Rao is Colin.

He also let out a groan of pain. This kind of extreme pain even made his organs tremble, and he vomited blood in his mouth.

Colin forced himself to climb to the edge of the window, smashed the glass curtain wall with his elbow, and jumped to the observation deck on the lower floor of the Sky Hotel, preparing to jump directly from the building, even at a height of four to five hundred meters.

He was completely careless. He thought he could ignore the damage caused by thermal weapons. He never thought that the special ammunition that the Countermeasures Bureau had been using would be such an evil thing.

Colin landed firmly on the teak floor of the observation deck. The rainbow fire on his shoulders and legs caused his strength to decline rapidly. Even when he was in Hollywood, Los Angeles, he used the chariot vision to support the six-unit air defense. Anti-aircraft guns do not consume such a huge amount of money.

Luca himself is also an infected person, and his strength is no less than that of the one on the ceiling of the countermeasures bureau. He has a weird and stooped figure, but he walks extremely quickly and reaches the edge of the window.

Followed.

The hint of the Hanged Man set it in motion.

This kind of spiritual driving force comes from the extension of justice. In reality, people who really uphold justice will make people feel scared, so those guilty people will do everything possible to frame justice. Therefore, justice was hung upside down and became the Hanged Man, just like Christ in the Bible. This does not mean that he was defeated. Observing from different perspectives can lead to different understandings.

But for infected people, it usually corresponds to some bizarre visions, all of which are classified as the Hanged Man.

Just like the suggestions of the Pope or the magician, different people can exert different powers.

And Luca is the supreme existence among them.

It's like Terry is able to change his own mass and size.

Luca can change physical quantities with magnitude and direction, such as force, impulse, momentum, velocity, and displacement.

He saw a piece of gravel under his feet and kicked it directly in Colin's direction.

pound!

An earth-shaking loud noise exploded on the observation deck. This incomparable impact blasted a large hole in the rooftop, and its power was not weaker than any explosion.

The entire top of the building trembled, and just the powdery impact of that small gravel directly crushed Colin into a piece of bloody mud.

Just like a squeezed tomato splashing randomly, only a layer of skin sticks to the surface of the building, and the plasma is smeared on like paint.

But Luca didn't take it lightly.

K, who can kill the Pope, must not be such a character who can be crushed into pieces.

He picked up the rifle, filled it with bullets tempered by humans in the symbolic world, and shot wildly at the blood mud. Only then did he realize it.

The sound of each cartridge case falling off.

There was a faint, twisted and weird cry.