Abyss Express

Chapter 438 Act.Zero·Battle Beast丨Battle Beast

"The Philosophers Foundation accepted us."

Duran invited the gunsmith to the tea room to have a private talk with this old friend.

Jiang Xueming: "So you have become employees of the WHO?"

Dulan: "That's right, I used to follow behind you, doing odd jobs."

Jiang Xueming: "Behind me?"

Duran explained: "The Anonymous's conquest of the Crazy Butterfly Sect will bring many other small problems, such as how the common people accept the new consul, and the local economy that used to rely on the human flesh business to support the economy has to be changed. Start again—the guts of the city have been gutted, and a new one has to be filled."

Bring some tea to the gunsmith, Duran continued.

"Flavia and I are right behind you. Where is your mission location? The militia organization we were in at the time would come to the perimeter of the war zone in advance to step up lookouts and be ready to respond to rescue. If the mission of the nameless person is successfully completed, our militia The task of the organization has just begun—it is to check household registration from house to house, beware of thieves hiding among the good people, and leave the task of law and order warfare to the teammates who catch up later, so that they can continue to chase your footsteps.”

Gunsmith: "Looks like you've fought a lot."

"It's not bitter." Duran smiled and shook his head: "Compared to our work, the boss, I think you are the incredible guy."

She propped her chin up, recalling the time when she was a militiaman in the previous few years of her sentence. At that time, Flavia had not been affected by Mr. Victor's soul power. Ruan Mingde cleared up the tumor and regained the lost ground.

For Duran's militia organization, the unknown people galloping on the front line brought her a new shock every time - she crossed the ruined walls of the city, and searched for the dead bodies of the enemy in the streets and alleys where the blood flowed. You can always see some weird "artwork".

Towers of human heads can be seen everywhere, and the corpses of cult members are piled up into mountains.

Calamity beasts, psykers who participated in the Holy Cult, and blood-granting units, most of these things died in strange ways, making it impossible to figure out how they died.

Anonymous is like a gust of wind that comes and goes without a trace. When it blows over platform zero, the local towns and villages will suffer from serious illness. The scene will be even more bloody if those who join with ordinary people become leaders of large and small pyramid schemes and cults.

Every time Dulan arrives at a new battle point, the Nameless has already left. She can only use the white snake's special spiritual power to guess what happened before when she is cleaning the battlefield. , A strong fear arose in my heart.

As the body who grants blood, she used to be a member of the Crazy Butterfly Sacred Church. When these members turned into all kinds of weird flesh and blood, she would also be involuntarily terrified. With this opportunity, the two sisters might become the heads of Wu Mingshi's subordinates—no, I'm afraid they won't even be able to keep their heads.

"After returning from the front line, the work has become much easier." When Dulan picked up the cup, his muscles involuntarily tightened, his fingers trembled unnaturally, and he slowly held the cup. It could be seen that she was facing the gunsmith. She was terrified at the time - the same fear that FE204863 had given her.

Only this time, the little devil on the plane has turned into a big devil.

Jiang Xueming: "Are you nervous?"

Dulan lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, a little embarrassed: "It's true. You have slaughtered too many animals, and you will always emit a strange spiritual pressure. It used to be just a little bit - like a cold knife, just the eyes Looking at each other, I feel like my face is about to be scratched, and now it looks like a tiger's head, my throat is starting to itch, and my body is out of control, they want to urge me to wash my neck and offer my head."

Jiang Xueming: "How about I go out for a while?"

Dulan nodded quickly. She couldn't be in the same room with the gunsmith. She was panting heavily when the gunsmith left, and cold sweat burst out of her forehead. Snot and tears flowed out unstoppably.

She could hardly restrain the fear in her heart and was about to be dominated by fear. Even FE204863 didn't have this kind of ability—just a close contact, her blood-giving body began to frantically warn her, asking her to leave this man immediately.

Jiang Xueming hugged the door, his posture was a bit naive and cute, and he yelled into the door.

"Are you all right?"

Duran held up the tissue, wiped away the snot and tears on his face, sobbed and shook his head, and replied, "It's okay. I'm allergic."

Her neck and arms were red and pink. Stimulated by such extreme emotions, the brand of Vita and the holy blood would gradually become unbalanced. Her eyes had turned into blue-yellow snake eyes, and fine and thin eyes appeared from her neck and collarbone. The horny scales returned to their human form after a while.

After a few minutes, Duran finally made up his mind and cursed loudly.

"Can't the friends who live with you feel it? Damn it, your spiritual pressure is too scary, at least restrain yourself!"

Jiang Xueming thought for a while before explaining lightly.

"At first I thought so too. As the mission progressed and more and more enemies died in my hands, my inspiration pressure was also slowly changing-it became more and more aggressive."

"I found that this kind of spiritual pressure didn't seem to have much effect on Homo sapiens, so I just ignored it. The efficiency of locating the enemy will decrease, but it can't change the situation of the battle."

"Later, brother Jason accepted the blood of the wolf mother. He became green gold, returned to the team again, and vomited on the spot when he and I got together for a meal——I realized that there was something wrong with the spiritual pressure on my body."

"It seems that part of the essence of the boss is causing trouble. The enemies I killed turned into curses. These ghosts followed me, warning other companions not to come close to me, and also protecting me."

Xue Ming changed the topic——

"—As long as I'm at home, I don't need to turn on the air conditioner, and the temperature will automatically drop by two or three degrees. The mosquitoes and cockroaches in the house are basically gone. The three children of the wolf mother turned around and ran away when they saw me. If they shouted at them, their ears would also Involuntarily shrinking back, even a dog would hate it."

Duran was very curious: "Have you ever tried to control this inspiration pressure?"

"Of course I tried. After all, this kind of spiritual pressure will affect the efficiency of killing the enemy. I need to spend more time to get close to the mission target." The gunsmith replied truthfully: "I also succeeded, and I can hide the characteristics of the spiritual pressure. .but then failed again.”

Duran: "Failed?"

Gunsmith: "No way, it's like an air tank, you can compress the gas and turn them into liquid, but when the liquid is full, it will naturally overflow."

Duran opened his mouth slightly——

——It was hard for her to imagine how many people would be killed by the [overflow] in the gunsmith's mouth.

"I started fishing and tried to slow myself down." The gunsmith said while drinking tea: "Let my mind become peaceful. After the war is over, sleep an extra hour a day to feel the beauty of life and slowly experience life. "

Duran: "And then? Does it work?"

"You can still speak normally now, that's the best effect." Jiang Xueming replied seriously.

After a long time, Duran didn't say anything.

She didn't know if Jiang Xueming was playing tricks, because this matter sounded too outrageous.

Only relying on spiritual pressure can make her, the Red Morpho, lose the will to fight? Lost language skills? What kind of terrifying existence is that? Killed in seconds with just one look?

But the gunsmith didn't think so—

——He only felt that the tide of psionic energy spilling out was superfluous.

This seemingly majestic [Domineering Exposing] is useless in Shinto City, [Miller's Mimicry] has no effect on these iron bumps, it will only scare the difficult little ghosts out, and make the life-threatening The devil scares away.

"Hehehehe." Dulan said with a smile: "Then we won't disturb your vacation?"

Jiang Xueming: "There's nothing else to talk about, right?"

Duran was eager to send this killing god away quickly, and said quickly: "Yes! Yes!"

Jiang Xueming: "The coach also wants to ask you for some chocolates."

"Uh..." When it came to the supplements, Dulan showed embarrassment: "There are still some in stock, but there are not many. I can give you the last eleven samples. If you eat them all, they will be gone."

Jiang Xueming asked curiously, "Is it a new product?"

Dulan nodded and began to talk about business: "That's right, this kind of dessert that supplements two kinds of essence at the same time is mainly aimed at the high-end market. To make them play a medicinal role at the same time and completely blend them together, you need the help of Flavia's soul power. "

"If my memory is correct." Jiang Xueming murmured, "The special ability of [Twilight Zone·Yin Yang Twilight Zone] is to produce toxins? How can it be used to process food?"

"The toxin released by Flavia's [Twilight Zone·Yin-Yang Demon Realm] is a very special protein—have you ever heard a saying." Duran patiently explained: "Snake venom is important for medicine. It is a very precious test material. It is precisely because the spiritual power of both of us has scientific research value and can benefit mankind, so we have a chance to survive."

"[Twilight Zone·Yin and Yang Twilight Zone] can change the configuration of proteins. The former cruel princess Sissi spit out a mouthful of saliva. As long as it is stained with blood, enters the wound, or enters the mucous membrane of the human body, that person will not live long."

"Now she is just a little nurse who likes to blow candies, and can make many candies with different effects - BOSS specially entrusted Lingweng to make her a piece of pyroxene jewelry. She is a serious green stone person. A legitimate citizen of the station system."

The gunsmith clapped his hands and said, "Congratulations."

After bidding farewell to the two sisters, the Fairy Tale Kingdom once again received a supplement from the sponsor, Daddy, and each functional department from top to bottom came with a copy——

——Not just bonbons and panacea, the coaching team will have more funds to rent training venues. The logistics artisan group will receive the purchased weapon leather goods and armor equipment.

Duran knew the gunsmith's ability, so he didn't directly buy ready-made military products for the players like other clubs. The city competition adopts live ammunition rules, which is a duel environment with real knives and guns. The product is much easier to use.

Durant specially wrote a thank you letter to the gunsmith, and sent it to the temporary venue of the Fairy Tale Kingdom together with the supplies.

The wording of the thank you letter is elegant and euphemistic, affectionate and moving. The content of it is probably a brief account of the previous situation and the fate of the gunsmith. The life-saving grace with Mr. Victor has not been repaid, and it will take some time to repay. Clean up the sins on his body, anyway, this immortal writer can afford to wait.

At last the gunsmith saw blanks and bars and iron, common and precious metals, and a package of stoves.

He looked and looked at the word "benefactor" on the thank you letter——

——I heard Xiao Shasha from the coaching team next door counting money and cheering.

The world is uneven and patchwork.

Dulan gave the "benefactor" a hard overtime.

At this moment, on the other side of District 41.

The re-selection knockout match between Zebra Power and Amethyst is about to come to an end. The re-selection adopts a BO3 competition system. The team that wins two games first will be able to advance smoothly and go to the capital to compete for regional representatives.

This is Amethyst's last chance. The obstacle in front of Fiego Sebasti is the four-shaped iron barrel array powered by Zebra, leaving the breakthrough hand in the second array to fight the enemy attrition war. This is Zebra The usual tactics of the power team.

The score came to a one-to-one tie, and the situation on the field was very tense. After two rounds of confrontation, the players of both sides won and lost.

"The battle environment for the re-election is not friendly to the players." Li Zhiwen was still active in the commentary booth, and during the intermission, he broadcast the basic situation with the audience: "The mental pressure of the boys will increase. I don’t want to lose a single point.”

Klein went on to add: "The total combat time accumulated in the first two games has exceeded forty minutes, and the firefight time for maintaining focus is six minutes and thirteen seconds-I think both teams have to consider changing the staffing. The fighters are exhausted, and if there is no proper supplies, the third game may drag on even longer."

"Mr. Ke is right." Li Zhiwen continued: "Even if this protracted battle is won, there is no time to recover. If you want to become the champion of the 41st district, you must first ask the tigers and leopards in other divisions to agree. .”

Off the court, Fiego Sebasti's eyes were closed tightly. The prolonged strenuous exercise and rapid water replenishment made him start to swell.

"We met a hard bone, it seems that this year's luck is not very good." Toussaint murmured, with a solemn expression: "Young man, maybe we can only go here."

"Coach!" Fyego yelled with his last breath. "What the hell are you talking about! Is this a morale tool? It annoys me! It doesn't work!"

Toussaint pursed his lips and smiled helplessly, "This is not a morale tool, Fiego, look at the other teammates."

Fiego Sebastian followed and looked over——

——Captain Tamiya lay on his back on the iron plate of the water tank to dissipate heat.

The doctor and the tarantula supported each other, holding the electrolyte drink in their hands, but they didn't dare to take a big gulp, for fear that their bodies would collapse and become incapacitated at the moment of hydration.

The situation of the support arm is the worst. Facing the Zebra-powered four-one ground formation, the third position in the team has to fight against four enemies at the same time, and try their best to link up and protect other teammates.

Zebra Power gave up the practice of the podium room in the middle, making the whole battle process stinky and long. The battlefield changes back and forth between lanes, roads and sandy swamps, and the flat shooting range makes Amethyst unable to let go.

The biggest advantages of Zebra Power players are stamina, speed and close combat. They can give up the high point of view of the Red Tower and fight positional battles with Amethyst, who is good at three-dimensional combat.

If Amethyst were to engage, there would be no possibility of backing down, no chance of rallying.

Children who have watched the competition in Daji Township know that once the players who use the power engine as their trademark endorsement run, they can decide where to start the fight, and can gradually consume the opponent's patience and physical strength through the long-term endurance race chase process.

Play one round with Zebra Power, followed by endless second and third rounds.

The formation of four is not suitable for stating that this group of men who can run very well is not accurate enough. The sentries in the team also have a fighting style of health and eye protection. After receiving the information, they are very likely to return to the queue and form a group of five. situation.

This is a strong team that specializes in cutting the back row, destroying attackers, doctors, and support hands. It is a strong team with five people working together to break the enemy's three fingers.

Zebra Power has strictly implemented this tactic in the first two games. This is their best style of play. Most of the captains with rotten fish and shrimps exist in the second formation. As long as the captain is eliminated, the moment the voice is offline , the whole team will be defeated.

Amethyst won the game first, just because the map of Hongta is not friendly to Zebra Power——

——It is a high terrain, and Zebra Power gave up the high point from the very beginning.

These men who love to run passively avoided the battle. After more than 20 minutes, Amethyst took the initiative to attack and win the victory. Coach Toussaint realized that the situation was not good.

In the first round, the team members exhausted too much physical energy. To catch up with these opponents who were running around and then quickly gathered together, it was uncomfortable for Amethyst to lose, and aggrieved to win.

In the process of grabbing the house at the beginning of the second round, the speed of the zebra was still faster than that of the amethyst. Even if the five of them marched from the ground together, they could still go all the way up through the prayer hall of the Red Tower. At this time, Tausant realized that the defeat was over Certainly.

Want to be on the bench? At this critical moment, can the substitute really carry the banner?

The answer is obvious, any life-and-death game cannot be used as a substitute. In the eyes of Amethyst's players, the fire of battle has not been extinguished. They have fighting spirit and want to continue fighting. But these young men may not even realize that their bodies are already overwhelmed.

On the other side of the field, in the Zebra Dynamics lounge.

Mary Perrault clasped his hands anxiously, his skin was red all over, and hot smoke came out after strenuous exercise.

Most of the other teammates don't have his good body——

——Sentry is a well-known long-distance runner on the marching mileage rankings. In order to obtain information in an isolated and helpless environment, the Sentry of the Zebra Power Team does not need archery or strength, but must be able to run.

The sentinel was about to stop eating, so he told the coach to put the ice pack on the ground, and he lay down on the ice pack to cool down and rest.

The others were not much better, they held their breath amidst the coach's yelling, and answered a few words sparsely.

Only Marley Perrault was still sitting. He didn't lay his body down and let his heart rest, because this blood-implanted body was almost beyond his imagination, endowing him with talents that ordinary people couldn't understand.

"Boy! I really didn't miss it!" The head coach slapped Marley Perot on the shoulder vigorously: "You are a substitute! so good!"

Mary Perrault had a complex expression, and replied: "Yes."

"If we want to trap Amethyst, we have no other way! Under the restriction of the Hongta map, we can only run! Keep running!" The head coach said impassionedly: "Be faster than them, run farther than them, Quickly occupying the central road from the active area, they are already dead."

"The consumption of physical energy will reduce their aiming accuracy, and their spiritual energy will become weaker and weaker."

"The view advantage of the roof of the housing area will gradually become less important, and instead return to the primitive and savage endurance competition, which requires close-range bullet combat."

"Whoever has the upper hand in this duel will win."

After leaving these few words, the head coach has just left——

——The eye of the storm was right behind him, his palm twitched, and he opened a blood-red eye.

"Pero. Pero Pero Pero Pero"

Kid Marley didn't answer.

"Pero. Pero Pero Pero Pero"

"Pero. Pero Pero Pero Pero Pero Pero! ~Marley Pero!~"

Marley: "What are you going to say? I have three minutes to rest."

Eye of the Storm: "How do you feel? How do you feel?"

Marley: "."

Eye of the Storm: "Listen, listen carefully, the audience is cheering for you, you are the focus of the audience, you are the rising star who kills Amethyst - you are a dark horse, a talented boy who jumped out of the cracks in the rocks. "

Marley: "I do things for you, just for my brother."

"Hahahaha! Hahahahahaha!" Storm Eye laughed and said, "At first we would all find a noble reason for ourselves, a high-sounding excuse, but we couldn't fool ourselves——Marley Perrault, you must be very Are you happy?"

Marley was speechless. He heard the cheers on the field. During the intermission, the video of the previous game was played repeatedly on the big screen. The screen just stopped at the moment when the Zebra Power team closed the bag and hunted down the second team of Amethyst.

He looked at the biggest screen in the Blue Eagles stadium, saw Marley Perrault, sweating across the barriers of the building, jumping and shooting guns - looking at himself.

At the same time, the Zebra Power team's black and white striped flag emerged from the crowd, and people were calling his name.

At this moment, Kid Marley almost fell into this feeling, he licked his lips nervously, a little panicked.

"I want you to calm down, Marley."

The eye of the storm poured cold water on this inexperienced young man, and the words contained a lot of meaning.

"The audience in the ancient Roman Colosseum, when they saw wild beasts fighting with people, would also shout such a warm cry-in their eyes, you are a war beast."

"Think about your brother, think about Gropa Pero."

"He is looking at you, he is proud of you, he will definitely regard you as a human being, as a brave and fearless brother, not as a war beast."

Marley pursed his lips, with a haughty look on his face, talking to the monster in his body.

"I don't care, I just want this kid to be safe."

Eye of the Storm became more excited and happier.

It whispered and whispered softly.

"Arrogance, I love this!"