Hell

At this moment, Professor Barick and the others were hiding in the "core protection unit" of the air-raid shelter, which was extremely sturdy and could even withstand a nuclear attack.

The gate is 2 meters thick, which can insulate against the shock wave and high temperature of a nuclear explosion, as well as the most deadly radiation dust.

But this top-tier sanctuary on Blue Star failed to provide even the slightest sense of security.

Especially as the terrifying, piercing roar of the Demon Dragon penetrated the air, a profound sense of despair instantly overwhelmed his heart.

"I don't want to die... My child can't leave me..."

A female scholar broke down in tears, her voice filled with sorrow.

The officers and experts standing nearby were also pale-faced and looked desperate.

The laser physicist, Reed, muttered incessantly, "Someone save me, someone save me..."

Rossi quickly wrote her last words on her phone, then went to the woman who was sobbing and whispered:

"Professor Ruth, I have a way to survive, but I need your cooperation."

The deep, magnetic voice and the hope for survival quickly calmed Ruth down, and she said with a hopeful expression:

What do I need to do?

"It's simple. See that corner over there? Slowly walk over there."

The two moved discreetly to a secluded corner.

This place is inconspicuous, and most importantly, it's far from Barrick.

Following that, Rossi brought over several more people, all of whom were old and frail scholars, along with two yellow-skinned data analysis experts.

These people weren't stupid; they quickly realized what Rossi was up to.

Perhaps out of arrogance, or perhaps out of disdain, the Evil Spirit did not directly attack civilians.

A group of elderly and frail women, as long as they stay away from soldiers and act as if they pose no threat... have a high chance of survival!

The two yellow-skinned individuals simultaneously tore off their work name tags, completely disguising themselves as ordinary citizens in an attempt to slip through the cracks.

Rossi glanced at Reid but didn't call her friend over.

Because the other party is tall, which does not fit the image of the weak, it would lower the survival rate of the entire group.

We've done all we can now; all that's left is to pray for God's blessing.

Just then, screams erupted one after another. The surveillance footage showed the Evil Spirit standing in front of the gate, raising its hand and clenching it.

The gate only swayed a few times with a loud thud, but remained completely undamaged.

"Interesting... Without using mental imagery, my own mental energy only has a force of about 60 tons."

Relying solely on mental power is far from possessing that earth-shattering might. This is understandable; after all, how many nails can you hammer with your entire body made of iron?

The physical body has its limits; the bio-electromagnetic field generated by the central nervous system is probably limited to around 60 tons.

"60 tons, which is equal to 120,000 jin (60 tons)."

"Manifestation is the sixth realm of Spirit Refinement, corresponding to the sixth realm of Martial Arts, the Innate Realm. And an Innate Realm martial artist possesses the power of a dragon—128,000 jin."

However, the Manifestation possesses a "Heart Form," which is why it is able to transcend a major realm and reach the level of the Golden Body of Martial Arts!

A golden light flashed behind Lu Li's head, and two vast Dragon Wing instantly emerged from the void.

The Dragon Wing folded into Winged Hand, with three 10-meter-long claws at the ends.

With a sudden swing, a loud clang rang out, and the claws easily pierced the gate.

With a single pull, it tore open the two-meter-thick gate. If it weren't for the extremely violent sound of metal breaking, it would have been like tearing open a cardboard box.

This action must have involved tens of thousands of tons of force, truly displaying divine might and immense power, especially compared to the seemingly "weak" 60 tons just now, the contrast is even more striking.

"Most of the power of the Manifestation Realm is indeed contained in the mind's image."

Lu Li sighed and stepped inside.

The crowd erupted in screams of terror, and Lu Li immediately fixed his gaze on the bald, obese white old man— Dr. Barick.

The electronic devices previously hacked into the base were known to have been developed by this person using a virus.

When Lu Li stared at him, Dr. Barick felt a sudden tightness in his chest, his cardiopulmonary function dropped sharply, and he couldn't even breathe properly.

But these experts who develop biological weapons must possess an extraordinary level of madness.

Barrick bit his tongue, using the intense pain to activate his body, and tossed a small metal can over.

"Die, Evil Spirit monster!"

The jar was only slightly larger than a medicine bottle, and it started emitting white smoke as soon as it was removed from my hand.

This is clearly some kind of biological weapon, and the fact that the Father of Corona kept it as a trump card means it's definitely not simple.

But the problem is, everyone's in a confined space; wouldn't we all perish together?!

The usually composed Rossi was horrified. "Barrick! You've gone mad!"

Barrick gritted his teeth and grinned maliciously. This jar contained a super virus that he had personally synthesized. It was extremely toxic and a true biological weapon of mass destruction!

Anything that is alive will inevitably be affected. This Evil Spirit possesses human characteristics and has not escaped the realm of life.

Furthermore, the fact that he raised his body temperature to kill the virus during the battle in the capital further demonstrates that he was also susceptible to viral infection!

As for the fact that he was also within the sphere of influence, Barrick didn't care at all.

Since you've been vaccinated anyway, even if you can't be completely exempt, the symptoms will be much milder.

As for the others, they could only regretfully sacrifice themselves for their country... As long as I survived, that's enough.

At that moment, the small metal can, puffing smoke, rolled down to Lu Li's feet.

Meeting Barrick's vicious and hopeful gaze, Lu Li picked up the jar... and took a puff?

White smoke was inhaled into the mouth and exhaled from the nostrils... just like smoking a cigarette.

Lu Li also commented, "It's highly toxic, attacks the entire human body, and is a weapon designed to kill."

As he spoke, the people around him simultaneously vomited and had diarrhea, spraying out bodily fluids.

This is the virus attacking the digestive system, which is also the part of the body with the most intense stress response, and it is trying its best to expel the toxins.

But Lu Li remained completely unaffected.

In Martial Arts, one's physique is not only resilient, but the cells that make up the body are also incredibly powerful.

When a virus enters the body, it is immediately engulfed by various cells upon contact with the skin surface, and broken down into polypeptides and amino acids for digestion and absorption.

Lu Li felt refreshed and quite comfortable, so he took another breath of the smoke full of microorganisms.

Barrick looked at him in disbelief. "How is this possible... You were affected not long ago..."

Lu Li held up the metal can and said, "Father of Corona, right? You developed this thing?"

"Don't get agitated, please listen to me..."

Barrick quickly shouted:

"I am an expert in the field of biology. I know many top scholars and have access to state-of-the-art laboratories. I can make you a god..."

This person wasn't bragging, but Lu Li wasn't about to agree, and impatiently interrupted him on the spot:

"More than anything, I want you to taste what it's like to create something yourself."

Lu Li raised his hand and, with a surge of mental energy, shoved the metal can into Barrick's mouth.

White smoke, teeming with microorganisms, kept billowing out, enveloping his entire head.

Barrick screamed loudly and transformed into a jetpack warrior in no time.

He knew what he was about to face and let out a heart-wrenching wail, but he couldn't stop it from happening.

With continuous pollution, the onset of the disease is extremely rapid.

Barrick soon began spitting out foul blood and fragments, all of which were from damaged organs.

Immediately afterwards, the same thing happened to his seven orifices and genitals, constantly expelling necrotic tissue.

The person felt as if they were melting from the inside out, demonstrating the potency of the poison.

The Father of Corona could not bear the taste of his creation and staggered toward the door, only to crash into a transparent wall.

As soon as the jar appeared, Lu Li used his mind to completely isolate the area.

The arena was filled with desperate screams, and the symptoms were getting worse. Rossi's small group was naturally not spared.

General Fenton roared with all his might, "Evil Spirit! You will go to hell!"

"Hell? You're already here, enjoy it."

Lu Li turned and left, leaving behind a group of people who were rotting from the inside out, falling into the abyss.

The Statue of Liberty and the puppet have arrived in the distance; now it's time to look for the gold.