Abyss Express

Foreword:

Even the best crown can't cure a headache.

[Part① Fake Father]

Husband Madison is being tested --

——There are two ecological parks around the mansion of the consul. Outside the ecological park is the downtown area, where the population density is high and the environment is complex. The underground garages of large commercial supermarkets have done three-proof projects. Once a large-scale natural disaster occurs, many citizens will will rush into the shelter immediately.

The rich essence attracted five incarnation butterflies, they wandered in the vibrant capital courtyard and the downtown area, the animal exhibition area and the nature reserve became the womb of flesh and blood, and one strong apostle after another came out of it. born.

Husband was single-handedly, driven almost by instinct, relying on his rich combat experience, he found here immediately.

He has experienced countless fierce battles. The tastes of these crazy butterfly incarnations and derivatives are similar to those of disaster beasts. He knows what they like best. The more ordinary citizens die, the stronger these flesh and blood aggregates will be. The innocent and weak must be protected.

So he came here to help Snowy Owl mobilize soldiers to evacuate the crowd.

He entered the underground garage of the supermarket with a gun, and the militia immediately stopped the uninvited visitor.

The Snowy Owl fighters recognized Galahad's school uniform, but they were a little hesitant to wear a full set of MOLLE and radio lighting equipment on Hass himself.

So a team leader asked: "Who are you? Why?"

The scene was chaotic. Hundreds of citizens were crying, pushing each other and rushing forward. Hasben no longer had a document.

Before he could answer, a member of the warband immediately stood up beside him.

"Lawrence! Are you Lord Lawrence?!"

Husband heard the sound and looked, and glimpsed from the darkness a big soldier with disheveled hair and a sluggish expression.

The chief soldier said excitedly: "Your Excellency Lawrence Madison!? I knew you were not dead! How could you die at the hands of Ao Han Mingde?! I'll just say it!"

Husband hesitated to speak, not knowing how to answer——

——He did not wear the laurel crown of the big sister, and returned the precious pyroxene to the gunsmith. At this moment, he had neither stone nor stick, and he seemed very irritable in the hot and dark environment of the underground passage, He really looked like his biological father.

So he came up with a plan to put on the tiger skin of Lawrence Madison and get close to the consul of Eureka Volcano City.

"Hahahahahahaha!" Little Canaan went online at the right time: "These miscellaneous fish actually recognized you as that scum! Hahahahahahahahaha!"

Thunder flashed in Hasben's eyes, communicating with Carnivorous Canaan——

"—This is a good thing. If they are also here to help the citizens and can follow my command, that would be great."

The leader of the war gang immediately followed up, pushing away the snowy owl militiamen, showing the demeanor of a local ruffian with rude actions, and shouting with the tattoo on the tiger's mouth lit up.

"Your Excellency Lawrence! Come with me! I will take you to the refuge immediately! The consul is also in the refuge!"

Husband just nodded, holding the gun and following the hurried steps of the crowd.

They went all the way forward, crossed the assembly square of the sewer, and then walked deep into the three-defense project, and saw a huge, wide underground cavity.

It is very spacious here, and the crypt rooms are dry and tidy. In the grooves on both sides of the road more than four meters above the ground, there are also a large number of tarpaulin packages, which are dry food and canned food prepared for disasters.

This shelter can accommodate almost 2,000 people, has groundwater as a source of tidal power, and has enough fertility and light sources to grow food.

But Husband looked more and more wrong, because there were three levels and five levels, and there were many officers and soldiers.

When you arrive at the underground mansion of the consul, enter from the bunker, then walk more than 50 meters to the underground palace and detour to the second-floor outpost.

As soon as the door was opened, Haspen came out holding his nose.

There is a long table in the pavilion of the outpost, where there is a banquet of wine and meat.

Consul Tommy Claus hugged his wife and concubine and had sex on the balcony, which seemed to be a carnival at the end of the day.

All kinds of vomit, feces and secretions from human copulation seeped into the carpet, which was unsmelly.

Husband just glanced at it, and the madness index rose slowly.

He was about to retreat when the consul shouted in panic from inside the door.

"Lord Lawrence! Lord Lawrence Madison! Have you come to save us?! Have you come to save us with the [Gate of Heaven]?"

Haspen retreated to the armory in the watchtower, and in less than ten seconds, he saw Consul Tommy wearing a fairly clean bathrobe, crawling to Haspen's feet.

The fat and ugly dog ​​officer was all smiles, with flattery squeezed out of his brows and eyes.

"Conquer has gone crazy! Your Excellency Lawrence! You must have come to take over his business! To save Eureka Volcano City?!"

Husband didn't nod or shake his head.

He stepped on Tommy's Consul's shoulder, sending Tommy to the ground and rolling.

His tone was cold and his eyes were like fire.

"How many soldiers are there?"

Tommy Consul: "Five hundred? Or six hundred?"

"How many obey the command?" Husband emphasized: "Warriors who dare to fight the incarnation butterfly are not counted as those who are only willing to hide in the shelter."

Consul Tommy thought for a while: "That's afraid."

Husband scolded: "Useless trash!"

The swearing caused the Archon's DNA to move, and he was immediately convinced——

——That's right, this is the father from the Crazy Butterfly Sect, there can be no mistakes.

But Tommy asked aggrievedly.

"Why are we fighting the Incarnation Butterfly? Just hide here."

Before Tommy could finish speaking, Husband roared fiercely.

"You idiot! What's the use of me wanting a dead city?!"

At this moment, a strange feeling suddenly sprouted in the heart of the centurion in battle. When he tried to enter the perspective of his biological father Lawrence Madison to see the world, it seemed that there was a part of his hidden personality and suppressed emotions. awakened.

Tommy raised his hands in front of his chest, like a devout believer, wanting to beg for his precious life with the priest of the Mad Butterfly Sect.

His submissive posture doesn't seem fake, but the alertness and cruelty in his eyes can't deceive anyone.

"Your Excellency Lawrence! I want to live! I want to live! Use the power of [Heaven's Gate] to take me away now! I'm so scared! If you take me away, I will immediately call Snowy Owl into command of the army Leave it to you!"

"Are you negotiating terms with me?" Husband glared angrily, drew his gun and loaded it: "Tommy Claus, are you negotiating terms with me?"

For a moment, Morpho's turbulent spiritual pressure almost made Tommy breathless. It was as if an invisible hand was strangling the fat pig's neck.

Tommy couldn't breathe, and the flesh on his face was swollen and liver-colored.

Husband looked out from the machine-gun position of the armory, pointing his finger into the distance.

"When I walked in through the gate of the refuge, I saw that your soldiers were afraid of death. The little beasts of the war gang secretly sold the right to live in the square and the crypt with the citizens for their own self-interest. They want young and beautiful women, want Money, and fresh food is the only way to let people go.”

"I remember that the people living in the Krum area (the downtown area around the Consul's Garden) are all the social elite of Eureka. They are architects, chief engineers of marine diesel engines, artists, and people from your 51st district. Congressman—if they are wronged, their wives are separated and their families are broken, how can I rebuild Eureka?"

"What are you thinking? Tommy, tell me, what are you thinking?"

"Incarnate butterflies are occupying your streets and killing your citizens, and you are cowardly and afraid of death, neither dare to return to unity, nor do you want to take the militia out to extinguish spiritual disasters—if you are blamed by Ao Ruo Ming De, you How can I survive with only white gloves? Do I have to rely on my soul power to live forever?"

"Your Excellency." Tommy said tremblingly, "Your Excellency is right. Your Excellency"

Husband: "Your Excellency?!"

Tommy: "My lord! What my lord said is true! What my lord said is true! You are the incarnation of the crazy butterfly in the world! You are the master of Eureka!"

Husband sneered: "Who cares about Crazy Butterfly? Don't take Johnny's words seriously—if it's not for money, who would take this stuff to heart, right?"

Tommy: "Yes yes yes yes."

Husband: "Now give me the command of the Snowy Owl mobilization, and I'm going to clean up the avatar butterflies in the city."

Tommy breathed a sigh of relief. If he could hand over this mess to Lawrence Madison, he would still be able to keep the black hat of the consul and continue to be a puppet emperor in this rich port.

As for Conquer Johnny and Lawrence?

Who cares? There will always be bandits, there will always be.

Thinking of this, Tommy handed over all the depot radio stations of various groups, militiamen and warbands to Haspen.

He just waited for Lawrence to bring him a good news. His legs were weak and he wanted to return to the land of tenderness. He continued to taste delicious food and eat Eureka's special dishes.

He is going to look for the head of the TV station, Hua Dan, to change the face of the watery girl, and change a few more skins, he has not tasted enough, and has not finished enjoying himself.

Husband followed Tommy quietly. He found several veterans of the Snowy Owl team and asked them to follow the consul and watch.

The gate of the pavilion opened, and the brothers folded their arms. The militiamen are usually not qualified to talk to the consul. They are violent institutions and they do dirty work.

When the Consul returned to his filthy sweet sitting room, Husband drew the gun and killed the fat pig, shooting fifteen times in the rear.

The man-made beauties who had undergone countless surgeries on both sides screamed, their mandibles were dislocated due to their exaggerated expressions, and the skin sacs on their cheeks were torn apart, and they were shot and headshot by Haspen the next second.

The soldier's heart gradually became like his teacher.

Like a piece of steel, hard and cold.

[Part② True Son]

The little leaders in the militia group were startled. All they knew was that Mr. Lawrence would probably kill the useless consul, but they didn't expect to kill even the women, and all six of Tommy's companions were shot in the body several times, and their bodies lay in the filth.

Husband glanced at the leader of the snowy owl militia behind him.

He said quietly: "Follow me, there are more beautiful ones out there, pure natural ones."

The militia captain didn't dare to speak, it was something they had never imagined, nor did they dare to imagine.

Girls in Eureka who haven't had plastic surgery, they have to go to the zoo to find them.

"Have you ever thought about it?" Haspen brought the M2 old godmother to the armory, asking the men to catch it: "One day, we can be the masters of our own, without having to look at other people's faces."

In Eureka's establishment of force, the most basic family unit has been crushed by cruel social rules.

The Snowy Owl Militia has a good salary, but they are not allowed to start a family, because there is such a death order in the interference of the Eros Mercy Society.

Soldiers can go to brothels and keep call girls, but they can never form a family in the traditional sense, and they must never use official cars for private use.

Like isolated atoms, these violent machines are broken up, controlled, and managed at the lowest cost.

They have no kinship factions, no friends, only interests around money.

For Conquer Johnny, money is the lowest and lowest cost.

Now Lawrence Madison appeared in front of these soldiers and suddenly talked about such a thing.

Snowy Owl's militiamen even felt that they had met God—in a real sense, they heard the call of God from the torment of Cupid, the god of love.

"Eureka raised you, my brothers."

Haspen Madison said so.

"But it's rotten, from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, it's all rotten."

"I want to renovate this land and start over. I promise you that the Holy Blood will give you a new life."

"The next generation of this city will raise new children."

"Maybe these kids will be your wives, your adopted children, and you'll have a family instead of a bundle of bills — you know what bills are for, right? You always did."

"It turns into booze, it turns into sex, it turns into gambling chips, it turns into bullets, it turns into food you can't get enough of, you give it to pretty girls on TV, but it never turns into your wife , becomes your house, becomes that [what] you've been thinking about and can't figure out what you want."

Hasben Madison's hands were trembling, and he was very nervous. Maybe a ghost had come to him, a ghost named Lawrence Madison, attached to him, making him speak fluently and clearly.

"There's an opportunity before you now, brothers."

Husband led the team out and took away the consul's scepter. It was the stick used by Tommy when he was a passenger. At the top of the scepter, there is a piece of golden amber inlaid.

"We have forty heavy machine guns, more than one hundred high-explosive grenades, and seventy thousand bullets of different calibers. I did a rough calculation, and there are more than five hundred and seventy rifles in the armory. These things can definitely kill The incarnation butterfly outside."

All of a sudden, the checkpoint in the shelter fell silent.

Huss originally came to the side of a big soldier, and came to the side of the gang of the crazy Butterfly Sect.

The soldier was still trying to take off the clothes of a girl from a rich area, and was about to have a good time, but Hasben lifted the back of her neck and threw her into the arms of the captain of the assigned number.

He was stern, and walked all the way out. The checkpoints along the way immediately began to deploy soldiers, arranging citizens to enter the crypt, and more soldiers found the team leader of the group, and returned to the ground to deal with the avatar butterfly.

If Eureka turns into a dead city, these violent machines will lose everything. But they didn't want to die, they didn't want to become crazy butterflies. Now it seems that only the broad shoulders of Lawrence Madison can be relied on.

When walking back to the square, Haspen heard a small group of soldiers in the warband chanting the Blood Butterfly Bible.

He hadn't expected at all that there were actually people in the war gang of the God of Mercy Society who actually believed in this thing.

They formed a big circle, about 40 to 50 people, and in order to celebrate the unification ceremony, a perfect circle of truth was drawn with blood on the stone flat in the center of the square.

They cried out—

"—Bless my life to be one! Holy Father and Holy Mother!"

"—Vita brand! Give me eternal life!"

"—Bless my life to be one! Holy Father and Holy Mother!"

"—Vita brand! Give me eternal life!"

The leaders of the gang who held the ceremony stretched out their hands to the dark zenith, and stabbed the ritual knife used for bloodletting into their arms, and painted new religious art paintings in the circle of truth.

That's blood butterflies for faces, androgynous body paint.

To be honest, Husband felt quite embarrassed when he saw this scene.

He happened to lead more than 200 soldiers through this necessary road, and the strange spiritual pressure erupted from the scene of the evil festival made the brothers furious.

Husband raised his hand and pointed lightly.

"Whoever believes in this ghost religion! Anyone who doesn't want to live a good life! Beat them to death!"

The small squad leaders of the six machine gun squads suddenly burst into laughter, not knowing what to say—they deployed on the spot and started shooting.

After the bullets were rinsed, a blood and flesh polymer crawled out of the corpse——

——That was the apostle who was born on the brand of Vita due to the high concentration of spiritual disasters among the evil priests, but it was too weak and had not yet fully developed, so it came to the world.

It looks like a Tyrannosaurus rex cub, like a small broiler chicken with a body length of about 70 centimeters.

It screamed, hissing helplessly among the shattered corpses.

Husband: "That's the evil that hinders us from getting married! Kill it!"

The gunfire flashed by, and the newborn apostle died violently on the spot, turning into a pulp——

——The soldiers came to the gate of the shelter with their equipment in their arms, and were about to enter the underground parking lot.

The five incarnate butterflies in the sky rose and fell in the urban area. They only knew that this place was rich in essence, but they couldn't find a specific target to infringe. They became anxious.

From the B3 exit of the parking lot, a mass of pink flesh and blood aggregates, shaped like a wheel, looks like a monster made of human bones—it is the apostle!

A hundred meters away, the strong mental attack had already driven the young people in the team to the brink of madness. Like its predecessor, the Apostle Hound, that wheel-like freak possessed a strange aesthetics that ordinary people could not understand.

Its hub structure is composed entirely of human organs and skulls, and the psionic screams that burst out from those hundreds of skull mouthpieces can instantly destroy all fighting will of an adult.

Only the screams and wailing came from the snowy owl mobilization team, but the team leaders of each team held on. They held down the brother who was about to lose his mind, and issued accurate shooting orders, quickly hitting the blood and flesh rolling in front of him. Freak!

Red and green tracer traces of tracer ammunition exploded in the dark underground parking lot. The red butterfly apostle of the human flesh wheel was swept into several pieces by the heavy machine gun, and then rolled on the ground, unable to even scream. The heavy metal in his body exceeded the standard, and he was beaten into one by four heavy machine guns and nearly a hundred muzzles. Beach meat paste. It completely crashed into the first shooting area and first reaction area of ​​Haspen's mobilization team, and he couldn't die any more.

Husband Madison breathed a sigh of relief—

——He also thought that the mental attacks of these flesh and blood monsters would cause riots and shake the will of these soldiers.

"For my new life!!! For my wife!!! For my future happy home!"

The team leader on the side turned red-eyed, and suddenly roared, and when he regained his composure, he pushed Haspen's shoulder.

"Mr. Lawrence! My God! That's what it says!"

Husband nodded vigorously.

"Ah yes yes yes!"