American comics: You're asked to fish, but you catch a Superman template?

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Fresh blood gushed out, mixing with large chunks of purple flesh and blood, splattering all over the ground. Some of the blood was still wriggling, like worms that were dead but not stiff.

A rumbling sound!

Scottie swallowed hard, his face turning red.

Is it still human?

Even the cannibals in horror movies aren't as terrifying as what's happening right now.

The other agents also tensed up, startled by the scene.

"I asked in a hoarse voice," the agent asked.

"Chief, what should we do? Should we... evacuate the population?"

What he really wanted to say was "Should we retreat?", but what came out of his mouth was "Evacuate the citizens." Scotty understood what he meant and shook his head with a grim expression.

You can't say no, at least not now.

“Call the Department of Defense and tell them to prepare for war.”

Chapter 1177 Detoxification

Parasitic demons have many modifications that go beyond human understanding of life forms.

It is generally believed that every living thing in the world is composed of various organs, whether it is an animal, bird, insect or microorganism, and these organs cannot be observed with the naked eye.

Different organs with different functions combine to form a complete organism; this is what a species should represent, and this is what biology teachers teach.

However, the appearance of the mountain of flesh defies common sense.

The humanoid insect body, bound to the mountain of flesh, kept tearing at the fleshy tumors on its body. Every time a piece was torn off, a new one would grow back, blood splattering everywhere, and a cold wind carrying a pungent, fishy smell blew in.

Even more terrifying was that the tumors scattered on the ground did not die, but wriggled like worms. Some tumors stuck together, seemingly trying to become another mountain of flesh.

Such a scene is chilling; it gives you goosebumps.

The agent shrugged and asked in a hoarse voice.

"What...what is he doing?"

No one could answer the question; the crowd stared at the center of the ruined building, their eyes gleaming with barely concealed fear.

"Boss, what should we do? Attack?"

Upon hearing this, dozens of eyes instinctively turned towards them. FBI Director Scott Ruby gritted his teeth and roared with all his might...

"Fight! Fight to the death!"

Having been on the battlefield, Scottie knew perfectly well that there was no turning back this time. If the thought of retreat even crossed his mind, the will of the people would collapse, and the White House would be out of the question.

The bureau chief ordered an attack, and the snipers had no choice but to obey, abandoning their machine guns which were out of ammunition and re-equipping themselves with heavy sniper rifles.

Bang

A heavy sniper fired a high-explosive bullet into the air; the bullet pierced through the concrete wall and crashed into the mountain of flesh.

The kinetic energy from the bullet tore through the mountain of flesh, creating an effect similar to two equally matched boxers punching each other!

Give you

The bullet exploded, and the secondary impact ultimately shook the mountain of flesh, with visible ripples spreading outwards in waves.

However, that's where it ends.

At this point, Joshua was no longer an easy target, and his strength was rapidly recovering.

Undeterred, the sniper aimed at his head and pulled the trigger again.

Five high-explosive shells were ejected from the muzzle of the gun and flew in from different directions.

Give you

Explosions rang out one after another, and red-hot bullets struck the monster's head, but nothing changed.

Joshua was not seriously injured; his body was thrown backward in the explosion, which was the full effect of the five high-explosive shells!

A heavy silence fell, and despair was brewing.

The snipers looked at each other, unsure of what to do.

Scotty was furious and embarrassed, an unnatural blush rising to his cheeks, but in the end, he deflated like a punctured balloon and slammed the door shut.

"Are there any more medicine bottles?"

The deputy sheriff gave a wry smile: "There are two backups..."

"There's no time to think about anything else. Have someone throw the bottle in. Even if we can't kill her, we can't let her recover. We have to hold on for half an hour."

"I see"

The deputy sheriff breathed a sigh of relief. Just as the mountain of flesh suddenly shook, he immediately directed the agents to take action.

The four-meter-tall giant chunk of flesh began to undulate, purple blood gushing from the gaps, the outer layer of flesh peeling away, and the inner layer of flesh blooming like a chrysanthemum, unfolding from the inside out. The chunks of flesh were layered upon each other, forming strange flower patterns.

"What is it doing?"

Everyone present looked puzzled; they didn't understand what the speaker was saying.

Joshua, in the center of the flower, clutched his head and roared in agony. His body was changing at a visible speed: his fang-covered mouthparts disappeared, giving him a human-like appearance; his razor-sharp claws shrank, and his muscles became like those of a normal person.

The second half is even more shocking.

The lower body, stuck to the mountain of flesh, gradually separated, each separation spurting out a large amount of blood. Soon, new legs appeared, like a sticky worm breaking out of its cocoon and becoming a human.

月光

Joshua, covered in blood, stood atop the mountain of flesh, panting and in agony. When he looked up, all the sounds inexplicably vanished.

An aura of death is spreading everywhere.

At this point, Scotty finally understood the reason for the mountain of flesh.

He is in drug rehabilitation

The potion provided by Lex Luthor wasn't as bad as one might imagine; in fact, it had a tremendous effect on the demon parasite cells, almost halting the metabolism of all cells.

This damage occurs at the genetic level and is almost irreversible.

So Joshua chose the simplest, cruelest, and bloodiest way to deal with the situation: he removed all the infected cells and rebuilt a body on top of the uninfected cells.

This process should have severely damaged his body, but he endured it, shed his old shell, and found a new life.

The air was incredibly oppressive!

Seeing the man standing atop the mountain of flesh, everyone felt as if a stone was pressing down on their hearts, so heavy that even breathing became difficult.

Such a monster is not something ordinary people can deal with; once it starts killing, everyone will die without exception.

Time passed second by second.

Finally, Joshua roared, his gaze sweeping around before settling on Debbie, who was clutching her thigh and gasping for breath. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes. In the end, he said nothing, leaped into the air, spread his wings, and transformed into a hurricane, soaring into the distant sky.

After a while, when these figures disappeared into the night sky, everything around returned to normal.

"I'm...I'm leaving!"

Scott muttered to himself, a hint of barely perceptible smugness creeping across his face.

The deputy sheriff wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said in a hoarse voice.

"I think so!"

"Why did it leave? Why didn't it kill people? Wasn't it a parasitic demon? Why didn't it absorb our life force?"

Niu Niu asked three questions in a row, and the adjutant could only smile bitterly: The intelligence from the Sky Eye Society was obviously very flawed. This parasitic demon named Joshua Allen was not only a serial killer, but he also seemed to have an unknown side, namely humanity.

We cannot rely solely on force to combat such people.

The sound of propellers came from above, and a helicopter bearing the logo of the Luther Group landed in a nearby square. Lex Luther, dressed in official robes, and four attendants in special uniforms stepped off the helicopter and strode toward it.

His iconic bald head stood out prominently under the flashing lights.

Scotty was frantic and pointed to the building, which had been reduced to ruins, as he replied.

"This is the flawless Lex Luthor you gave me." "Your intellect has proven flawed." "Not to mention the potion." "Your mistakes have nearly turned Metropolis into purgatory."

You must explain this to me.

Luther glanced at the mountain of flesh in the ruins, frowned, and said, "Director, the most important thing now is to capture the parasitic demon. I don't think you want to see a tragedy like Glenn Carr's in tomorrow's paper."

"You are..."

Scotty ran away hastily, his cheeks twitching violently, but he managed to hold it in and turned away.

"Come with me, I have something to tell you."

Chapter 1178 Happy Ending

"I never imagined there were people like this in the world!"

Staring at the screen, Xu Fu muttered to himself that a series of unusual behaviors made Joshua seriously doubt his own worldview.

Compared to him, Xu Fu felt like a devil blocking the entrance to heaven.