It's eerily quiet in Campus.
The wind blew through the playground, bringing with it the disgusting smell of blood.
The shriveled, empty shells lay scattered on the turf.
A few students who had narrowly escaped the massacre just now hid in the ventilation ducts on the ground floor of the teaching building, covering their mouths tightly and not even daring to breathe hard.
But this makes no sense.
Neuman walked in the empty corridor and felt it carefully.
To her, the hearts beating through the walls and the warm liquid flowing in the blood vessels were as eye-catching as searchlights in the dark night.
She didn't even stop to look for it, she just snapped her fingers.
Several dull bursts of flesh came from the ventilation duct above the head, and then, dark red liquid dripped down the metal gaps and pooled on the floor tiles.
In the entire Godolkin University, there is no movement of any living person.
Neuman Walk along the stairs back to the underground laboratory.
Mesmer huddled in the corner of the sofa, his whole body shaking like an electrified sieve.
Neuman didn't even raise his eyelids, completely ignoring this frightened accomplice, and walked straight into the depths of the room.
Godolkin looked at Neuman approaching, with a satisfied smile on his face.
"Simply the greatest masterpiece."
Godolkin looked her up and down with feverish eyes,
"After absorbing so much Supe's blood, I can even feel that the aura on your body is no different from Homelander's."
Neuman A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"I would like to thank Doctor for helping me."
Godolkin nodded, crossed his hands on his knees, and said slowly:
"In this case, now is the time to fulfill your promise to me."
"What promise?"
Neuman raised his eyebrows.
"Repair my body."
Neuman looked at the young and healthy man in front of him, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes:
"Your body looks perfect enough, do you still need my help?"
"Only superficially sound."
Godolkin waved his hand and sighed,
"I suffered a fatal trauma decades ago, and I have relied on various means to maintain it over the years. Now that you have this ability to control blood and body, you can help me completely Reparo those old diseases."
Neuman nodded as if he suddenly understood.
She took a step forward, and the smile on her face became sweeter:
"Of course. Doctor, how could I forget your kindness? I will repay you right away."
She stretched out her white hand and gently put it on Godolkin's shoulder.
The smile on Godolkin's face hadn't fully bloomed yet, and Neuman's pair of dark brown eyes instantly turned pale.
There was no time left for the old man to react.
He didn't even have time to utter a scream.
Bang.
Godolkin's body was like a watermelon stuffed with explosives, exploding from the inside without warning.
The minced meat and blood sprayed around, directly covering Mesmer who was sitting not far away.
A large piece of minced meat with a scalp fell on Mesmer's shoulder with a splat.
The fat man froze on the sofa, his mouth wide open, and a huffing sound came from his throat.
Warm blood flowed down his fat cheeks and into his eyes, causing pain, but he didn't even dare to blink.
Don't look at me, don't look at me...
Mesmer held his breath and prayed crazily in his heart.
It's a pity that wishes don't work once they are expressed.
Neuman shook off the blood on his hands and slowly turned his head.
Those eyes that had not faded from their white light fell directly on Mesmer.
She didn't say anything, she just showed a creepy smile to the fat man who was so scared that he peed his pants.
Mesmer's vision went dark, and his heart almost stopped beating.
Just when he thought he was about to follow Godolkin's footsteps and explode like a balloon.
Boom!
A deafening loud bang exploded from above the head.
This is not the sound of a human body exploding.
The reinforced concrete ceiling collapsed instantly, and countless rubble and twisted steel bars smashed into Basement like a torrential rain, raising dust all over the sky.
In the smoke and dust, a figure wearing a red and blue battle uniform fell from the sky like Meteorite, and hit the floor between Neuman and Mesmer heavily, causing large spiderweb-like cracks in the floor tiles.
John slowly straightened up and tilted his head.
Those blue eyes had been completely replaced by frightening scarlet at this moment, and the dazzling red light lit up in the dim Basement.
The flying dust has not yet settled.
John's red eyes met Neuman's white eyes without pupils.
No questioning, no nonsense.
Tsk--
Two dark red rays instantly tore through the air and headed straight for Neuman's face.
Neuman The blood puddle under his feet suddenly jumped up, forming a half-meter-thick blood wall in front of him.
The ray hit the bloody wall and instantly exploded into a large cloud of white steam.
The blood wall was burned through at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But at the moment when the ray was about to penetrate Neuman's head, more blood poured out from the gaps in the surrounding ruins, filling the gaps layer by layer.
John The muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched.
He stopped Heat Vision and exerted force on his legs.
With a bang, a large area of the floor tiles beneath my feet collapsed.
John turned into an afterimage and smashed directly into the wall of boiling blood.
Neuman was about to step back when his neck suddenly tightened.
John's big hands grabbed her throat, and with her huge inertia, she rushed backwards, breaking three load-bearing columns along the way, and finally pressed her against the wall at the end of the laboratory.
The entire wall suddenly caved in.
John clenched his right fist and without any pause, punched Neuman in the heart.
There was a dull sound of flesh breaking.
Neuman's sternum collapsed instantly, and the entire chest was dented by the punch, and the broken bones directly pierced the clothes on his back.
Normally, this kind of injury would have killed her ten times.
But now, Neuman smiled slightly.
In the sunken chest, the blood that should have been lost seemed to have an independent life.
They were like red sutures, tightly pulling on the broken bones and broken internal organs.
But in the blink of an eye, Neuman's chest swelled again, and the injury was completely healed.
Neuman raised his hands and tightened his fingers sharply.
The blood droplets scattered around hardened instantly and turned into hundreds of sharp blood thorns, piercing John from all directions.
The tinkling sounds echoed in Basement.
The bloody thorn hit John's body hard.
There were many cuts in his uniform, but the bloody thorns that could easily cut through the steel plate could not even break through a layer of his skin.
All the blood thorns shattered into red powder the moment they touched his skin.
John resisted these attacks, grabbed Neuman's left arm, and pulled hard.
There was a stabbing sound.
Neuman's entire arm was torn off by force.
But before John had time to throw away the severed arm in his hand, a large amount of viscous plasma suddenly spurted out from the fracture of Neuman's shoulder.
The blood quickly mingled and solidified in the air, and a few seconds later, a brand new arm grew back intact.
The newly grown palm turned upward, and a blood-red sharp blade condensed in the palm, and it went straight to stab John's eyes.
John turned his head to avoid it, and hit Neuman with a knee hard on his lower abdomen.
Neuman's whole body was pushed away like a cannonball, directly smashing the ceiling above and flying to the playground outside.