7 My Name...alex!

Peter Lovech's head was filled with all sorts of negativity.

The only clear reason is to be able to determine one thing now!

The terrifying existence that is close at hand is the source of all fear.

He is spreading fear, he is giving death!

He is the master of that nightmare!

"Kill him, as long as you kill him, everything, everything will end!"

Having experienced countless dark years, the executioner of country E, Peter Lovech, is worthy of the title of "devil". Under such extreme circumstances, his only thought was to fight back!

Alex's expression hidden under the shadow of the huge hood also became playful.

The guy in front of him was a bit unexpected, he didn't kneel on the ground like everyone else in the room.

The next moment, he couldn't laugh anymore.

I saw a dagger pierced into the heart.

Although he didn't suffer any harm, a wave of anger still rushed into his mind.

Sure enough, in this era, there can be no mercy!

He fixed his eyes, and suddenly a few ugly tentacles protruded from the black robe at the heart position. The farther these tentacles were from Su Mu, the bigger they grew, enveloping Peter Lovech in an instant.

"what!!!"

It is unimaginable that such a shrill cry can come from a human mouth, it is almost the mournful cry of the soul.

Almost half the tentacles of the file size of the laboratory meandered layer by layer, rolling up Peter Lovich high, and the huge suction cup that seemed to be real burst out with unparalleled power, secreting disgusting mucus that covered Peter Lovech's whole body.

Let his flesh billow with smoke.

The tentacles exuding an evil aura slowly squirmed and tightened, like a real terrifying creature, strangling the opponent to death!

"Boom."

The huge tentacles made of black mist completed their mission and returned to Alex's body as if they were intelligent.

And Peter Lovech's limbs were twisted, and a lot of flesh had disappeared, revealing fleshy muscles and yellow fat, lying on the ground like an abandoned rag doll.

"Singer of all things, God of Ice Freezing..." The deep diver with an amazing vocabulary stood on the bullet hole in his body, and was still reciting the name it gave Alex.

"Don't read it yet, read it slowly when you have time, this is your reward."

The shot just passed through Alex and hit this unlucky guy. Alex simply rewarded him with Peter Lovech, which was regarded as revenge for this subordinate.

Alex watched as no one was standing in the huge laboratory, and his body rose slowly.

"Give you the power to believe in me!"

Everyone pressed their foreheads tightly to the ground, and Chaos didn't have any thoughts in their minds.

Responding instinctively but subconsciously, various hormones in the body are secreted rapidly, causing them to vomit, convulse, or laugh wildly in a low voice...

Alex Grinned. His well-designed lines caused this effect. I don't know whether to be happy or happy...

At the moment also lost the idea of ​​maintaining a forceful style, and just wanted to end it quickly. He couldn't stand such a broken style of painting.

He felt that he was getting farther and farther away from words like sunshine, justice, and hero...

"My name... Alex !!!"

As Alex opened his arms, countless streams of black mist as small as a cow's hair shot out, flying in all directions, and no obstacle could stop them.

But after a while, all the black mist found its place, and the mysterious and majestic image of Alex now appeared in the minds of everyone in the base.

At the same time, the spirit can be regarded as returning to "normal".

"Alex,Alex, Alex..."

The voice gradually unified, echoing throughout the base, there was a strange sense of harmony and sacredness.

In this way, Alex took complete control of this base. He never imagined that the title of "King in Black——Alex" would start from here and resound throughout the entire multi-universe!

Three days later, in the most luxurious room of the underground base.

Alex removed the black mist from his body, like an elegant noble young man, sitting at the dining table, gently cutting the steak.

Beside him, two beautiful agents were serving on the left and right.

"My lord, the great one who returns all things to zero, the revived one who sleeps, and the humble believer Raswaal worships you."

Lasval, the chief scientist of the Red Room, knelt on the ground, prostrating and paying homage.

It's not that Alex asked them to do this, but the fog of nightmare entered their bodies and affected their thinking. Now they have been immune to fear, leaving only the most devout faith.

In the eyes of every believer, the image of Alex is different.

This difference comes from the supreme image born of the combination of strength and fear in the deepest part of their minds.

Except for these people who have become a little confused, other aspects have not changed much.

But the more pious they are, the fog of nightmares in their minds will also grow, and the direct benefit is that their physical fitness is constantly getting stronger.

"Get up and talk."

Alex put down the tableware, and a red-haired girl next to her leaned over and wiped the corners of Alex's mouth with a napkin in a timely manner. The expression on her beautiful face seemed to be enjoying herself very much.

It seems that serving Alex is the highest honor in her life.

Alex has adapted to the dog-licking behavior of the "believers".

He admitted that he was corrupted...