"Eternal undead." Rimbaud stared at the mirrored sea, looking for the shadow of the undead.

The alarm bell rang loudly on the ship, and the crew members resting on the deck suddenly woke up. They quickly put on their equipment and grabbed their rifles and lined up neatly. In the center, medics and logisticians were in the cabin to protect the immobile wounded.

Suddenly, a fully armed soldier screamed, a ghost hand suddenly attacked, grabbed his collar, and dragged the man off the ship. The soldier fell from the highest deck, but did not fall into it. In the water, it smashed heavily on the mirror surface formed by the sea water, the head exploded, the plasma splashed on the mirror surface, and the corpse was wrapped and swallowed by countless ghost hands and pulled into the mirror.

The sea water solidified, the ship's navigation was blocked, and the speed slowed down to the naked eye. Rimbaud couldn't draw out the water to temper it into a weapon. Wei Lan leaned on him vigilantly and handed him a scar-l rifle.

"Don't resist, escape." Rimbaud grabbed his rifle, and the fishtail swept the soldiers around him to the center of the deck, "He is not something you can contend with."

Wei Lan saw that Lan Bo's face changed, and his indifferent expression became extremely serious. As if he was facing a big enemy, it was terrifying to be able to let such an omega talk about a discolored opponent. Their understanding of the immortal undead of the experimental subject is still on paper, and no one has played against such an experimental subject whose deterioration stage is out of control.

Rimbaud lowered his head and looked into the mirror, the clean mirror reflected his reflection, his cold and handsome face slowly rotted, and the rotten flesh melted horribly and fell off the bones.

This kind of trick is not enough to make Rimbaud have any sense of fear.

However, Rimbaud looked through the depths of the mirror and saw that many swimming fish had become skeletons, and the fish that approached this area had become ghost skeletons swimming around in the mirror strangely.

This immediately angered Rimbaud. He supported the railing with one hand and flipped off the ship. When he landed, the electromagnetic buzzing buffered. When he touched the mirror surface, thousands of ghost hands crawling upwards retreated from Rimbaud's side like ants. open.

Rimbaud's fish tail was raised high, and he slapped it down with dazzling lightning. A chaotic thunder blasted on the mirror surface, and the sturdy mirror surface was split into a crack.

The sea water gushed out from the crack, and Rimbaud drew the sea water to form a hydrated steel light machine gun. The deafening sound of gunfire chased the black shadow floating in the mirror.

The sea water fell like a torrential rain, the dense water mist dispersed, and there was a ghost in a white cloth in the air. The ghost painted a smiling face and gave a psychedelic smirk.

Rimbaud soaked in the water, looked up at him, and asked softly, "What on earth are you trying to do?"

The undead loomed in the air, swaying, and the shrill voice was half-smiling: "Did you give those stupid fish any orders, as long as I get close to the sea, they will chase me desperately."

"My order," Rimbaud said.

"Then I can only solve you first, and then I can hurry."

"If you have the ability, you can try." Although Rimbaud raised his head, he gave him only contempt.

The undead burst into a burst of laughter: "I won't fight you, there is always someone who can control you."

He raised a hand, holding a white and lustrous pearl in his hand, and then threw the pearl into the sea heavily, grabbed the white cloth on his body and tore it, and threw it down with the pearl.

The pearl was covered by a white cloth, and the moment it fell into the water, the white fish tail stretched out, and a pair of blue eyes sparkled in the middle of the night.

Under the control of the undead cloak, the pearl appeared in the form of a full-mimicry humanoid summoning body, and after entering the water, it returned to half of the body's albino devil fish juvenile form.

There is also a bright scale on the tail of the boy's fish, which symbolizes a siren, and it appears and disappears in the darkness.

Rimbaud looked at him and shook his head gently: "kimonowa (you can't)."

The boy also looked at him dully, stagnant, his lips parted quiveringly, and he stepped back helplessly.

The undead was happy to watch this good show. There was a sudden wave of fluctuations in his body. The ripples and tremors of the wave hit the pearl boy. The boy's eyes suddenly lost focus. .

As an M2 ability, his hydrated steel has a higher capacity range than Rimbaud's associated ability hydrated steel. The hydrated steel fragments can cause a large range of damage, and the weapon form is switched very quickly. After the two rocket launchers are fired, they are instantly changed. Become transparent Gatling.

Rimbaud couldn't get close to him, he could only find opportunities in the gaps to avoid the shells and bullets. Gatling's speed of fire was fast. The bullets were dense, and the bullets were all formed of hydrated steel. All slowed down.

He dived into the water and saw that the child's white and lustrous fish tail was shimmering, and the siren scales on his body attracted the surrounding aquatic animals to gather and approach, but all the attracted fish were close to the child for a certain distance, and the flesh and blood on his body would disappear. It will fall off its skeleton and become a swimming fishbone skeleton.

There were more and more skeleton fish around the boy, everyone was tricked by the siren's scale, and then died silently in his breath.

The teenager turned his head, saw the towering ship beside him, and looked at his hands.

After the transformation of the experimental body, the battle chip made him familiar with the core drawings of armaments and weapons. He held up a bucket of seawater and sprinkled it into the sky. The seawater was attracted by him, gathered, and rose.

The sea water formed a huge vortex, the water level had a short-term downward trend, the ship shook violently, and the soldiers on the deck staggered.It can be seen that the skeleton fish bones that were sucked into the hydrated steel by the sea water were also cast into the ship, and they slowly swam in the transparent steel outer wall of the ship.

The undead sat on the ghost ship and giggled from time to time.

Rimbaud stared blankly at a transparent ship rising from the ground, and the dense skeleton skeleton was cast in it, like a ghost corpse box.