Doctor of Science's Journey into Another World

Chapter 740 Massacre (2)

"boom--"

Duncan appeared at the stairs, and his huge body directly broke through the ceiling, but the reinforced concrete wall was as fragile as tofu and shattered in an instant.

Duncan used his hands and feet to efficiently kill everyone at the stairs.

Steel bars and bricks and stones are not worth mentioning, let alone flesh, blood and bones.

Each administrator was like a cheap toy in Duncan's hands. They would be dislocated and deformed if a little force was applied. No one even had a chance to beg for mercy. They were directly turned into part of the red and white hodgepodge.

When Duncan was slaughtering people in the Government Affairs Office, Jace was recording everything with excitement. Like Bai Hao, Jace preferred to use the simplest paper and pen to record experiments rather than the convenient and fast magical recording machines.

Galen knelt down on the side. Duncan's brutality shocked and frightened him. He prided himself on being a well-informed man, but at this moment the stomach fluid in his body was churning and soon he couldn't help vomiting all over the floor.

Those administrators who were usually arrogant and those relatives of the vanguard commander were all turned into indescribable pieces of flesh and bones.

The strong smell of blood made Garen unbearable. He wanted to escape from here immediately, but his weak legs would not obey him.

"Is this the Abyss Potion?"

Garen trembled as he took out a bottle of red potion from his arms. He could not imagine that just such a small bottle could turn him into a terrifying bloodthirsty giant. If hundreds of thousands of soldiers drank the potion of the abyss, what kind of power would it be?

But soon, Galen's face was filled with horror. As a well-read man, he knew that gaining great power comes with a terrible price. If the effect of the Abyss Potion wore off, what would become of Duncan?

Is it really as advertised above, that it only takes half a year to recover? This is obviously impossible, otherwise the Seth Empire, which has the Burial Potion and the Abyss Potion, would have dominated the world long ago. Why would it have to make so many plans for a small beast forest?

"Haha, you are a great magician, much more powerful than Duncan. If you drink the Abyss Potion, the drug reaction triggered will surely be dozens of times that of Duncan. I can't help but tremble just thinking about it. This is simply a thing created by God..."

Faced with Jace's somewhat crazy words, Garen's heart trembled, and the Potion of the Abyss in his hand accidentally slipped. Just as it was about to touch the ground, Jace gently caught it, and then gently put it back into the inner pocket of Garen's clothes.

"Don't waste it. This is your only key to the kingdom of God. It is also the only way for dust like you to shine."

While the two were talking, Duncan had already slaughtered all three floors. His perception ability was extremely outrageous. Any administrator who wanted to escape from the government office would be caught in the first place and then killed without any explanation.

Many administrators tried to escape by jumping out of the window, but they were hit to death by the chairs thrown by Duncan before they hit the ground, and they were already dead when they landed.

An atmosphere of terror always shrouded the government office, filled with blood, and the bright moon in the sky seemed to have turned into a scarlet blood moon.

"Dun, Duncan, I had dinner with you before," Brand knelt down and begged, with dirty feces and urine all over the floor, but he still tried his best to act flattering, "I told you a lot of the news, you should know how to repay the kindness..."

Duncan was still conscious. He looked at Brand and said slowly in a hoarse voice, "You are just a greedy bastard. You always ask me to pay off your debts and treat me as a useful money bag."

"I can pay you back, tenfold. No no, a hundredfold, a hundredfold..."

Before Dunbrand could finish his words, Duncan grabbed his head and exploded it. His dirty brains splattered all over the floor and onto a beautiful woman next to him.

Jenny didn't dare to wipe the stains off her body, even though some of it splashed into her mouth. At this moment, she just trembled and dared not speak.

Duncan always praised me for my beauty before, and it was obvious that he was interested in me. Maybe he would let me go now.

"Haha, Jenny, you're a whore who's been fucked by thousands of people," Duncan gently lifted Jenny's skirt with his thick fingers, his tone intriguing, "Half of the men in the government office have enjoyed you, and your husband even used you to please his superiors. You're so miserable, but you enjoy it."

Jenny was not angry when she heard this. Instead, she forced herself to look charming and rubbed Duncan's fingers desperately, saying in a trembling voice: "Dun, Duncan, I can give it to you too. I can give it to you right now. I promise to serve you comfortably, I promise!"

"Hahaha……"

Duncan burst into laughter, then took off his pants. The thing he showed scared Jenny. It was almost ten times the normal size and was simply not something a normal person could handle.

"Dun, Duncan, I'm afraid I can't... ahhh"

Before Jenny could finish her words, she let out a violent scream. The tearing sensation caused her to suffer unspeakable pain. Then she bled from all seven orifices and died on the spot.

Looking at Jenny's miserable corpse, Duncan said coldly: "It seems that you can't serve me."

Those who were familiar with Duncan died one after another, and turned into corpses in various ways under Duncan's playful smile. Ninety-nine percent of the people in the government office were dead. A mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood was the most appropriate adjective for this building.

Suddenly, Duncan frowned, then quickly broke through the wall, jumped high into the air, gently grabbed the commander who was using the flying skill to escape, and landed heavily on the ground with heart-wrenching screams.

"Damn it, who are you? I am the commander of the Vanguard Army. If you dare to do this to me, you will never leave here alive. Your family will be implicated, and your hometown will be disgraced because of you. You are a sinner of the empire..."

Duncan looked at the commander struggling in his hands, his face full of smiles. The warm evening breeze blew past, and a fishy, ​​bitter and salty smell came through the air.

Duncan burst into tears.

"I have spent my entire life in a daze, and only in these ten minutes did I feel truly alive. Commander, have you ever thought of this kind of ending?"

Perhaps knowing that Duncan would not let him go, a hint of cruelty immediately appeared on the commander's ugly face. He then quickly took out a bottle of red potion from the inner pocket of his robe and threw it directly into his mouth without even opening the bottle cap.

But unfortunately, Duncan reacted very quickly and immediately slapped the Abyss Potion away with his fingers, and the bottle fell to the ground with a crisp shattering sound.

"Haha, all your relatives are dead, you can go and accompany them now..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Duncan was about to crush the commander's head. Just as his two fingers were about to exert force, a white mist emerged from Duncan's head again, exactly the same as when he transformed before.

The moment the white mist appeared, Duncan lost all his strength and his body fell directly to the ground.

The originally swollen muscles continued to soften, and a lot of steaming sticky liquid slowly flowed out. Duncan's huge body shriveled up like a deflated ball.

The commander who was held in Duncan's hand struggled violently upon seeing this. He cast several body-strengthening spells at the same time and quickly broke free. He then crawled away from Duncan, cursing all the time.

Watching the commander going away, Duncan felt unwilling, and his red eyes gradually lost their luster, until finally, he suddenly remembered a sentence from The Adventures of Viscount Campbell.

Villains die from talking too much.

If I hadn't said all that nonsense just now, I would have just killed the commander directly.

If I could concentrate and not be distracted, maybe I could kill more people.

Unfortunately, there is no if, and such an ending is just like Duncan’s life, full of regrets.