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Chapter 141: 3 Steps Away (Seeking Follow-up Reading)

"Although I don't know how you saw through me, but unfortunately, this is the last time you will be clever in your life."

"Within this distance, you are full of flaws"

Musha licked his lips. Although he was a level three mutant test subject, he still had a strong desire for fresh flesh and blood in his heart.

This is also the reason why the World Government terminated the Dala Island experiment, because no matter how much effort was put into mutating the test subjects, this desire could not be changed.

A group of experimental subjects who normally need flesh and blood to control and command, cannot be directly controlled in battle and have low combat effectiveness, is not worth the loss for the world government that pursues extreme military suppression.

After sneaking into the player camp, Musha has been suppressing his inner desire, but when he saw Heisenberg, he finally couldn't pretend anymore.

Normally, he would not even look at the old man in front of him who looked like he would suffocate in the next second.

But now, after seeing Heisenberg, his eyes fell into a state of being stuck, and he couldn't pull them back no matter what.

The desire in his heart became stronger and stronger, almost turning into a concrete picture. In his eyes, Heisenberg, who was so thin that there was not much meat left on his body, turned into a hot roast chicken with plump meat, fresh and delicious.

"Bring it to you"

Musa stretched out his right hand and fired the poison in his body at Heisenberg's arm. He wanted to devour this delicious food bit by bit.

Musha waited with a sly smile on his face to admire Heisenberg's struggling movements and miserable pleading expression after being infected by his toxin.

But the development of things was beyond his expectation

"What? Didn't you hit it?"

Musha rubbed his eyes in disbelief. That's right, he was only three steps away from the other person, a distance that could be reached even if his urine was forked.

Why did the toxin spray that could always accurately hit any part of the prey from more than ten meters away fail?

"Impossible, three consecutive toxin launches"

Musha shook his head and said, since I can’t hit it with one shot, I’ll try three.

He watched intently as three streams of toxin shot towards Heisenberg from different directions. The opponent's two fastest evasive routes were blocked by his toxin spray.

"Three steps, two steps, one step, hit it! Huh?"

The three poison sprays that Musha had high hopes for disappeared just when they were about to hit the target.

It was as if it had never appeared, disappearing into the air, and there was no trace of the toxin spray on the ground or on Heisenberg's face.

"Are you a user of some kind of fruit ability?"

Musha couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes, and even suspected that his eyes were deceiving him.

The poison was clearly emitted from his body. He could feel it flowing through his body before it was ejected, and he could also feel the emptiness and weakness it brought to him after it left his body.

"Then I'll let you taste my ultimate poison spray. You will have no way to avoid this attack."

Musha adjusted his breathing to an excited state, allowing the mutated toxins in his body to flow rapidly.

He is the weakest among the three level three mutant test subjects, but he has never suffered any loss over the years. The reason is because of the unique mutant toxin in his body.

In the past, when fighting with him, the opponent had to guard against viral infection caused by his active spray, and also be careful about infection caused by the toxic powder mist he exhaled.

The CP organization sent by the World Government lacked information about him, and one of their people was infected by him without noticing. His right hand atrophied rapidly, which directly led to his death in the battle.

"Seventy-five Toxin Spray Mist"

"Shhhhhhh..."

Green mist continued to come out of Musha's mouth. Through the spread of the air, the poisonous mist began to spread rapidly around him.

The large amount of sprayed toxins used the cover of fog to carry out a saturation attack on Heisenberg.

Musha swallowed his saliva. It had been a while since he had used such a high-intensity attack and he felt a little weak.

He subconsciously touched the saliva on his tongue with his left hand.

This was one of his fighting habits. When his opponent fell down, he would smear his saliva on his face and watch his skin rot bit by bit.

Musha looked at Heisenberg's position with a serious expression. Generally speaking, this level of attack is definitely enough to kill an old man who is already like a candle in the wind a hundred or eighty times.

But the disappearance of the spray toxin just now made him somewhat unconfident that this attack could be completely successful.

"Whoo, whoo, whoo"

Musha gasped for air, watching the poisonous fog dissipate little by little just like the three consecutive toxin sprays before.

In the same way, such a huge amount of poisonous fog disappeared silently into the air.

"Is it the wind?"

Musa speculated about the ability of his opponent's fruit, but he shook his head, denying his speculation.

Even if the wind blew away the poisonous fog, it would have to go somewhere, right? It couldn't just disappear suddenly.

It's like disappearing into the dust. It obviously has overwhelming attention and a sensational plot, but if they want it to disappear, it will disappear. Only people who know the inside story know what it is about and why it is gone.

The difference is that Musa doesn't know why his poison spray and poison mist disappeared.

“Nice try”

Heisenberg stood three steps away from Musa, watching his opponent's fruitless efforts and making comments indifferently.

"Flying attacks don't work on you? Then I'll show you my sharp claws."

Having recovered some strength, Musha bent down, supported himself on the ground with his hands, exerted force on his hind legs, and pounced on Heisenberg using his hands and feet.

Take three steps, and there are three more steps to go. Take three steps, and there are three more steps to go…

At first, Musa would silently count the steps he took, thinking about how to cut off Heisenberg's head and feast on his blood.

But as time went by, even though the three steps were within reach, he could not get closer no matter how far he stepped forward.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Isn't it only three steps away?"

The repeated failures ignited the anger in Musha's heart, and he began to attack Heisenberg continuously.

He was impulsive at first, but after a long time, he began to feel fear for the unknown phenomenon caused by Heisenberg, but this fear only lasted for a few moments.

He himself could not explain how he had forgotten his fear, he only knew that his desire for flesh and blood and the flames of anger in his heart were growing stronger and stronger.

"I'm going to kill you, kill you."

After launching crazy and angry attacks again and again, Musha fell to the ground weakly.

The mutant toxins accumulated in his body had long been used up, and all his strength had long been consumed in the previous attack.

He raised his hands unwillingly, waved them twice with difficulty, and then dropped them weakly to the ground.

Blood was oozing from his eye sockets, mouth, nose, and ears due to excessive exhaustion.