Abyss Express

Foreword:

Better to err with your feet than with your tongue.

[Part① Spanish castanets]

The squirming pieces of flesh are gradually recovering, and simple structural damage seems unable to kill this flesh and blood deformity.

"I warned you not to move around, otherwise it will only increase the pain."

But the Incarnate Butterfly couldn't understand human words, and its long scarlet tongue suddenly stood up, and a group of white tumors grew out of the bright red feathers, sticking to the two halves of the apostle hound's body like chewing gum.

Meteor fell to the ground, his left arm was still stuck in the deformed side armor, and he would be unconscious for a while.

When he saw the situation clearly, he immediately asked.

"Mr. Wen Bucai! What are you waiting for?"

Wen Bucai immediately said, "I'm waiting for it to heal, and I want to see how it heals."

Meteor was puzzled: "So why wait for it?!"

Wen Bucai then replied: "Because I don't know how to give it a fatal blow, from which angle? How many pieces should it be cut into? How can I ensure that I can survive? I don't know—"

——He pointed at the two halves of slowly wriggling flesh. The corpse of the paralyzed hound gradually came back to life, and it didn’t look like it was harmless. In this state, the blood and flesh of the apostle of the hound sprayed out The scalding slurry is just a self-protection method to prevent the enemy from making a fatal blow.

"And there's one more thing."

Wen Bucai continued.

"If I go forward to fight it, how can I protect you?"

Meteor's mind-shattering——

"—What did you say?"

Wen Bucai laughed loudly, and suddenly couldn't hold back: "Are you having bad ears? Boy? Look at your body!"

At this moment, Ah Xing finally became alert, the adrenaline gradually dissipated, and severe pain came from his limbs and bones. He was so painful that he couldn't speak, and was almost driven crazy by the hidden injury on his waist and spine.

His left arm could not be removed from the torso, and had already been healed by the panacea. There were still titanium-plated steel wires of the Morpho suit in the flesh, and the metal fibers stirred in the flesh, causing severe rejection and inflammation.

The same goes for his big wolf mask, which almost grows with the skull—

——This is the magical effect of the panacea, and it is also the fatal part of the panacea.

"It's me. Did I slow down?" Meteor's eyes were lax: "Is it my fault? Mr. Wen Bucai, is it my fault?"

"No, I didn't mean to blame you." Wen Bucai shook his head, his eyes were cold: "I want to give you this sword—"

——He raised his right arm, and the spirit body raised his hand accordingly, and the black sharkskin arm raised the giant sword like a door panel.

Compared with this huge sword, the flickering Beloberg is like the difference between an earthworm and a boa constrictor. That thing is definitely not used to fight a duel with Homo sapiens.

Wen Bucai's body took out the gun and prepared to meet the enemy.

"It's too much effort for me to lift it, my soul power can swing it naturally, but this sword was tailor-made for you from the very beginning - Meteor."

"I once exchanged gifts with Jiang Xueming, but I don't have time to leave one for you."

"You are a student of Victor. I think you are so brave that you should be able to lift it with your body. It is a stick specially used to kill demons and demons. Your elder brother is also aware of this."

Wen Bucai dropped the giant sword, and when the heavy iron fell to the ground, its sonorous roar echoed in the empty streets and alleys.

"He gave you the Beloberg sword because he must have thought that you had the ability to kill these monsters. I once said that - Victor's two students have unique skills, and one of them can shoot and kill people. , one capable of tearing apart disaster beasts."

The motorbike's engine roared, kicking up billows of dust and rushing forward.

"Stand up! I have to go elsewhere! Time is running out, Meteor! Stand up! You said it! It's going to fight you! It's going to fight you!"

Wen Bucai drew his gun and shot angrily——

—— There was a rustling sound from the M500's wheels, and the continuous explosion of bullets blasted into the torso and brain of the hound apostle. The terrifying kinetic energy of more than two thousand joules smashed the beast that had just climbed up. Meat.

It staggered and staggered, protecting the avatar butterfly in its mouth. Before its body fully healed, it began to crawl and run, trying to find cover in the alleys of the pedestrian street.

"Heal yourself!"

Wen Bucai left these words and immediately drove into the alley.

Ah Xing was lying on the side of the flower bed in the pedestrian street. He leaned against the stone platform and struggled to get up. He breathed hard and felt the bones in all parts of his body deformed.

He searched in his backpack, trying to find the extra panacea, but found that he only had some freeze-dried powder of Mrs. Bai as a reserve, and all his medicines were given to his lover, to his beloved girl.

He was not upset or depressed, and almost all distracting thoughts were left behind.

This is the first time he has faced a strong enemy, the first time he has faced such a terrifying opponent alone, his mind has been subjected to many tests, and now is the time to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly.

He could hear the whistle of the toes and claws rubbing against the bricks and stones when the giant beasts were running in the streets, and he could also hear the sound of the motorcycle smashing through the guardrail and climbing up the steps.

From time to time, a series of rapid-fire submachine guns sounded. It was a warning shot by Mr. Wen Bucai forcing the prey to move.

These noises from the ardent duel were like Spanish castanets urging the shooting star to hasten to the stage.

If he wanted to completely kill the Incarnate Butterfly, only the Beloberg he held tightly in his hand and the giant sword handed to him by Mr. Wen Bucai could do it!

He climbed up to the stone platform and pressed his whole body weight on his left arm, only to hear the shrill scream as the flesh and blood were separated.

He was so painful that he was almost dizzy and vomited, and a piece of meat with a steel wire bone was plucked out from the muscle group of his side waist, and he could almost see his kidney wriggling slowly.

Without any hesitation, he immediately sprinkled Mrs. Bai's product on the wound and mixed it with the blood. The light emitted by Beloberg activated the medicinal properties——sealed the wound, and this terrifying scar would remain on his waist forever place.

Immediately afterwards, he put down Beloberg and clenched his left arm. When the spirit burst out, two bright red arms grew from his shoulders, straightening the deformed left arm!

The bone was broken, and the sleeve of the Morpho suit was like a thick cocoon. Pieces of dark red blood spurted out from the wound, and the steel wires scattered in all directions finally freed this arm.

Ah Xing raised his arm, and the red plasma on his arm flowed from Belloberg, and a steady stream of vitality entered his throat, and healed the injury on his left arm.

He tore open the breastplate, and he could see a horrible pit from under the right side of his ribs. Although it had healed, there were still many fragments of the composite plate pierced into the skin. If he didn't deal with it, he would die in a short time.

He took out a knife, cut open this part of the flesh, and then broke his ribs again, allowing the cardiopulmonary space of the torso to return to its normal position, allowing them to have normal exercise space.

He was sweating profusely, but there was a bright red god on his back, silently helping him with both arms.

Get up again, and return to the world——

——A Xing has already paid the price for his recklessness, panic, and loss of confidence in the first round.

He thought how lucky he was to have this opportunity to be reborn as a human being. Perhaps countless people had already lost the chance to fight back in the first round and turned into corpses.

When he grabbed the visor of the flash butterfly suit, grabbed the big wolf mask, and tore off the golden red stone from the face bone, the pain he felt also woke him up, and he became more enthusiastic and brave.

His face was covered with blood, and when he woke up from the darkness, his vision suddenly opened up, and flames burst out from his eyes. Take out the whiskey and add Mrs. Bai's products to bid farewell to the painful and deformed body.

The Shan Dieyi could no longer protect him, this treasure armor saved its life, but now it was scattered and collapsed, and the outer armor turned into a tattered cloak——

——The inner layer of composite armor with criss-crossed teeth still remained on Ah Xing's chest. The big wolf mask that was a pyroxene jewelry turned into shoulder armor, and Meteor had already stood up.

[Part② Demon Slayer]

He held the handle of the giant sword and tested its weight, and it was about three hundred catties.

Gritting his teeth, he raised his sword——

"--ah!!!!"

The red stone man's roar called to the gods, and his bright red arms tightly held the hilt of his sword.

His body suddenly burst into rising mist, and the surge of adrenaline and body temperature dyed his skin red.

not enough! not enough!

When the sword was raised and swung, the gust of wind knocked down the signboard on the first floor!

not enough! As if that wasn't enough!

When slashing at a fixed pace, Meteor had to grasp the hilt of the sword with one arm, and finally found its balance!

He widened his eyes and saw the deep gully on the masonry road. He raised his sword and swung scarlet water vapor, and the iron block made a crisp sword sound, like the sound of a flute!

Yes! This is it!

He drew the Belloborg, and wielded a greatsword and a gigantic greatsword, the total weight of which was almost twice his own weight.

A blood-red shadow rushed out from the distance of the street——

——The apostle hound fled in a panic. It was chased by Wen Bucai and came back here, with almost no good meat on its body.

It protects the avatar butterfly in its mouth, afraid that its master will be smashed by the M500. The destructive power of the hand cannon is something that mythological units have never seen.

Wen Bucai's motorcycle was full of scars and scratches. He chased up from the low slope, and the gunfire never stopped.

"You're the one who's called the Incarnation Butterfly?!"

Strange scolding sounds came out of the mouth of this ultimate creature, and it always felt that something was wrong.

But he gave Shooting Star a chance—

——The opportunity to slay demons and demons.

Ah Xing made two swords together, and was ecstatic when he saw the running hound!

He strode forward, at first it was a heavy step, and then he was as light as a swallow when he took off, and as heavy as a mountain when he landed. He only took four steps, and he jumped more than ten meters.

Incarnate butterflies and apostle hounds rushed up the low slope. They originally wanted to climb the stairs to a higher place, but when they saw Meteor, the defeated opponent, they immediately changed their minds——

——Its thick leather armor has been washed by VICTOR's vicious bullets. If it can swallow the oncoming gift of meteors, it will surely be able to regroup and have another round with the weird and bizarre warrior behind it.

But something seems wrong!

Something is wrong!

The hundred eyes in its mouth can capture the speed of sound, and incredible power seems to erupt from the scarlet warrior in front of it.

The limbs that run forward and jump can no longer be retracted, and the posture of culling forward is also difficult to turn back!

A figure jumped out from the low slope, bringing a raging wind, and the two swords cooperated in one place!

The sword wind is stirring! The edge of the blade is filled with a dazzling stream of light, a flame like a stream of water!

That whirling and tumbling figure jumped and slashed with an overwhelming threat!

Meteor's arms were trembling violently! Courage and determination to break through the chest!

Not a drop of blood was shed! The scorching hot sharp edge hit the nose of the apostle hound, and then the flesh was quickly blackened and carbonized. The huge impact, and the jumping, chopping, and vertical slashing of the tumbling culling almost smashed the avatar butterfly and its flesh and blood together!

Belloberg released an astonishing amount of energy, and the giant sword also turned dark red, breaking open the brain, cutting the torso, and chopping the tail in half!

Meteor felt the hot wind hit his face, his eyes broke away from a mass of thick and blackened flesh, and when he saw the empty street, the bright red god rolled his body towards the low slope with both arms, and then his limbs moved naturally!

He stomped and raised his sword and turned around, his messy hair was almost ignited by Beloberg's flame, and the palm of his right hand was scalded by the high temperature transmitted by the giant sword! But it's not time to stop! It's not time to stop!

He sprinted towards the hound behind him, and with just one breath and one breath, his feet cracked the masonry road, and he pushed the giant sword all the way up!

The limp hound apostle is dead!

The avatar butterfly struggled in the mouth of the dog servant, twitching violently! It was almost cut in two by this lion-like jump! The scorched wound cannot heal, it wants to escape from the blood and flesh polymer!

Almost started again from the tail!

Along with the scattered and tattered cloak, the sword blade turned into a ruthless meat grinder. The roar of the meteor and the turbulent sword wind pushed the corpse away two inches, and the majestic spiritual pressure caused Mr. Wen Bucai to cover his face—— —

"—Pfft"!

Two scars, one vertical and one horizontal, cut the wings of the incarnation butterfly into pieces!

It froze in place, its evil eyes still staring at the youthful warrior who slashed out from behind and rushed forward, as if he couldn't understand what happened in just a few minutes.

The red wings turned into black lacquered toner, and fell to the ground all of a sudden, smashing to pieces. The bursting flames scorched the curtains of the shops facing the street, and the flames suddenly ignited!

Meteor untied the two swords, and was finally exhausted. When the giant sword fell to the ground, it pierced through the masonry and made a strong sound wave, and saw the corpse of the apostle hound turned into powder, rolling down the low slope, like sand.

The blade of the giant sword was smelted by Beloberg at a temperature exceeding a thousand degrees to form a groove, like a warrior's scar.

Wen Bucai's motorcycle was lying in front of Bu Meeoxing, and the tires just happened to crush the last feather of the incarnation butterfly.

"I knew it! You can do it!"

Bu Meteor didn't speak, as if he couldn't believe what happened just now——

——It’s like if you don’t try it, you don’t know where your upper limit is.

Wen Bucai patted the kid on the shoulder, still making jokes.

"It's okay, I understand you. After Wu Song killed the tiger, he probably thought the same way."

Bu Meteor was still a little uncertain. He looked at the surrounding environment with lingering fear, and weighed Beloberg again. He saw the scorched black blood on the blade of the giant sword, and the dark red iron finally cooled down.

He felt severe pain in his hands, his palms were covered with bloody cracks, and his body was about to fall apart. He responded to Wen Bucai's call and wanted to get into the car together.

He put the giant sword back into the frame of the motorcycle, and saw the words on the weight iron block of the hilt, that was its name, called [Zhanlong].

Perhaps Mr. Wen Bucai made this sword after killing the rotten dragon Favna.

Meteor said coyly: "Mr. Wen Bucai, I still don't trust you to give me such an important thing."

Wen Bucai started his motorcycle and rushed to the next war zone.

"What's wrong? You used the wand I sent you, unleashed a magic spell, and finally killed it."

Meteor suddenly understood, suddenly understood everything.

He hugged Wen Bucai's waist, and suddenly started laughing, with fire in his eyes.

"It's dead!"