Abyss Express

Foreword:

Do you realize how boring life would be if everything stayed the same?

It is because of death that we can always find new life.

——Ingmar Bergman

[Part·Seventh Seal]

The violent storm smeared black water stains on the deck, and they washed away all the smell of blood.

The King of War stood in the writhing and changing corridor, looking at each other from afar with the immortal cannibal demon. The two of them said nothing.

Adjusting breathing, adapting to muscle output, sensing heartbeat, and detecting changes in psychic tides.

At this moment, all lines become redundant.

George Joshua is convinced that he can defeat Glory.

His confidence comes not only from his soul power, but also from several life-saving trump cards, just like the seven seals announcing the end of the world in "Apocalypse", tightly protecting his death door and trying to kill him Now he must cross these seven seals.

He must defeat this inner demon. He has already lost once and must not escape now.

As long as he defeats Glory, takes off her crown, swallows her essence, and takes away her genes, whether it is to have children with her, or directly swallow the body of the war king, or through this victory, he can embark on a journey In a new realm, under the influence of [carnism], George Joshua will become a new god.

George Joshua: "Fight!—"

Glory didn't respond. She looked like a statue and looked like a dead person. This was the combat posture she learned from the Death Puppet Mechanism and was a brand new Pankrasin mimicry.

She almost blended into this corridor. If George Joshua hadn't deliberately looked at it -

——This woman seemed to disappear into the environment, no different from carpets, walls, hanging paintings, and potted plants.

This feeling was terrifying. George Joshua's survival instinct had already started to call the police frantically. He couldn't understand anything strange about Glory's prepared posture. She made George feel strange.

If the jabs along the rubber wall were the appetizer when the two met again, this familiar boxing power still had a bit of the flavor of a few years ago.

At this moment, Glory was a completely different person. She became like a dead thing, like a non-threatening target.

George Joshua's eyes widened, and his round eyeballs began to dry up. He only felt that his mental strength was rapidly declining——

——It is very simple to lock on moving targets. Primate vision itself is very suitable for catching moving targets.

But it takes too much energy to distinguish Lao Liu wearing a ghillie suit in the grass from the still picture.

At this time, Glory seemed to have "disappeared" completely under George's nose! It turned into iron wood and stone, into an inanimate object!

How can this be? I can feel her body temperature and weak heartbeat!

Can this too slow metabolism really awaken the explosive power needed for combat?

I don't understand? ! I don't understand! Glory.

George panicked, but he couldn't show it!

In often crucial battles, only one moment, the moment when one shows a cowardly attitude and loses the will to fight, will determine the winner.

"I am invincible!!!"

He shouted a war cry, his eyes instantly turned blood red, and the sudden surge in blood pressure and hormone levels were sent to all parts of the body to fully awaken the power of the soul!

The entire corridor began to shake, and they turned into soft rubber following the magical energy of [No Man's Land·No Man's Land].

Next! George waved his hand, and the two palms suddenly clasped together - the originally narrow corridor turned into a ball of rotating and twisted hemp rope!

"Trying to scare me?! Take the move! Rubber Juicer!"

The folds were gradually squeezed out from the whirlpool-like passage. The huge pressure crushed all the debris in the passage, including the trash cans and murals, wall lamps and The wooden planks all turned into deadly blades in the meat grinder!

This is an execution technique that George Joshua learned after he tasted the pain of failure and continued to develop, practice, and understand the power of the soul. In a narrow space, any object with a higher hardness than human carbohydrates will Become a deadly abrasive in the juicer!

This deformed channel with chrysanthemum patterns was constantly trembling, and the abrasives in it made strange clicking sounds, and billowing black smoke came out of it. It was the high temperature generated when objects collided, rubbed, and collided with each other, causing them to start burning.

"Hehe. Hahahahaha!"

George Joshua was covered in cold sweat and laughed involuntarily.

"Hahahaha."

He grinned with ecstasy, and determined in his heart that Glory had died on the spot!

From the chrysanthemum opening in the corridor, lumps of twisted and deformed scrap metal were spat out, and blood spurted out.

Blood splashed on George's face, and his cannibalistic nature took over. He stuck out his tongue and took a lick——

"-Damn it! It's ketchup!"

George immediately called back his spirit body and went to the private office window on the terrace. He wanted to get a gun. He crossed the glass room that was shattered by the white dew and took out his privately customized expensive hand cannon from under the table. If that's not enough, you have to go to the office to get the main weapon!

Where is Glory? Where is it?

Did she run away? No no no no.

I can't feel her reiatsu! Why? I can’t feel it at all!

George hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but look at Cruise Ship No. 2——

——His [Death Door] is hidden there, which is the first seal of the Death Door!

On the second cruise ship, there is a Libyan girl named [Juno Virato] who has special psychic powers. Her soul power [Heaven Can Wait·Heaven Can Wait] can transfer the harm caused by others to herself. on the body.

George Joshua himself has a very powerful self-healing ability, but this requires eating behavior to support the energy consumption in the body, so [Heaven Can Wait·Heaven Can Wait] became George Joshua’s second life .

The White Lady's products can repeatedly heal the body of [Heaven Can Wait·Heaven Can Wait], healing this scapegoat again and again, and [Heaven Can Wait·Heaven Can Wait] can help George Joshua cast a set of armor.

Store the first seal in a medicinal solution tank made by Mrs. Bai, and add it with nutrient solution and a ventilator to create a phylactery similar to that of a lich.

——He is indeed a fool, but he is not mentally retarded at all. Arrogance and cunning can appear in one person at the same time. In order to meet the challenge of the King of War, George Joshua was fully prepared and did his homework. Just like traditional online novels, the hero always has a trump card and can always find a way out.

He has a handsome appearance, a burly figure, ruthless methods, a vicious heart, is only interested in profit, his emotional intelligence is worrying, his harem is like a cloud, and his evil spirit is awe-inspiring.

"The second seal! I got it! It's in my hand!"

He raised his hand cannon high and grasped the dawn of victory.

This large-caliber special semi-automatic hand cannon has a soul-killing warhead made of special material——

——It is very similar to the anti-spiritual bullets of Tianshu Agency, and the effect is better.

This is George Joshua's second seal against the King of War. It can shatter the King of War's psychic armor, bypass the weird cat-shaped spirit body, and directly penetrate the body of the King of War.

Now just wait quietly, wait for the target to appear, and then pull the trigger on this hateful and lovely woman, and perform the blood donation operation before she completely loses her life.

can--

——Before George Minute Maid finished his calculation, his hands, which seemed to be trembling with excitement, and his thick and heroic voice pointed out the location information to Glory.

A humanoid tank rushed out of the wall of the glass room, grabbed George Joshua by the waist, and knocked him straight to the deck!

Fortunately, George Joshua held the golden hand cannon. His lower body was still in the glass room. His upper body seemed to have been hit by a truck. He hugged Glory tightly and fell to the slippery and wet deck for sightseeing. district.

The two fell together, and George's legs finally remembered who their owner was and wanted to eject all the way!

George mustered up the courage to shout angrily: "Rubber cannon!——"

The legs were like two battering rams. A pair of feet got through the rain and strong wind, stretched for more than ten meters, and suddenly shot towards Glory.

This fierce rubber band kick cut open the War King's arm, and then rushed to the floating dock fifty meters away, smashing the cast iron fence of the floating dock before completely losing kinetic energy.

Glory raised her arms and held her head, still maintaining the posture of pounce and sprint as she had just landed. Her legs were not stable at all and she was about to receive a life-threatening kick. The blow she received was not uncomfortable. Fragrant Fantasy seemed to have a hard time handling it. kind of attack.

This is not just a simple frontal impact. Once George's rubber arms and legs are stretched, they turn into extremely tough ribbons. The thinnest of these ribbons can be transformed into sheets as thin as one-fortieth of a millimeter. The same as a knife made of spun silk!

George would be unable to move for a while, as his legs were too hard to pull back——

——The rain and strong wind wrapped around his lower body, making it very difficult to pull his feet back.

[Part②·Love in the Rain]

At this moment, Glory raised her gun and fired!

MK111 spits out violent fire! The flames are so dazzling!

George is not afraid of bullets at all! He is still laughing arrogantly!

"You actually want to use this kind of toy to kill me? Hahahahaha! Hahahahahahaha!"

But the hot bullets gradually extinguished the joy on his face. Unlike the mid-power bullets he expected, the ammunition spit out from the rifle was like pieces of glowing iron sand!

He was shaken all over by the beating. He was crawling on the ground originally, but now he was rolling all the way with his two thin legs as thin as cicada wings. He was rushed farther away by pieces of iron rain. Glory shot and moved forward. Just like a firefighter tracking the source of a fire with a fire extinguisher.

"What is that thing? What is the thing in her hand..." While running away in a hurry, George suddenly discovered that something was not right about the bullet holes in his body.

He originally expected that the powerful bullet would enter the rubber body and then be reflected back! He was sure to shoot all the bullets back in Glory's direction——

——But look at that MK111! Did Glory have a muzzle modification on it? Its rifling obliterated? Became a musket?

No, no, no, no! It will explode if you do this!

What exactly is that

Only then did he become alert. These weak iron sand bullets had already released kinetic energy at the muzzle. After intense friction, they generated a high temperature of hundreds of degrees. They landed on the flesh of the immortal body, immediately burning out burnt black marks. Yinzi, that part of the flesh and blood is no longer obedient and has lost its flexibility!

If this continues, if this continues!

The third seal is about to be broken!

His soul power can provide very excellent physical properties, sublimating this physical body and turning it into a character in a cartoon, even if it is hit by dozens of tons of iron balls, jumped from dozens of floors and fell into a pulp, or suffered an air crash. You won't die even if you fall into the sea.

——He is only afraid of fire and the warm sun.

This was the third seal of death's door. George Joshua was cleared from the tourist area by thirty fragmented warheads and came to the side corridor of the cruise ship.

He kept rolling, being hit by shrapnel, crawling in a panic, trying to raise his hand cannon to fight back, but every time he stretched out his arm, this damn rubber arm would transmit all the damage to his body and all the impact force. Go to the limbs!

If the soul power is lifted! He will get hurt! It will bleed! The pride in a man's heart does not allow him to bleed! Even when he first fought against Glory a few years ago, he didn't bleed! If he calls Hunwei back, wouldn't he admit that he has made no progress in the past six years? ! He even regressed in place!

You have to wait until Glory reloads or runs out of bullets! Then I can.

Before he could finish his thoughts, he looked back and saw that the War King was reloading with divine help, and even the posture of holding the gun had not changed. Before the magazine even hit the ground, the next round of shooting started again.

George Joshua was stunned when he saw a big gray-white cat hanging on Glory's arm. He had seen this cat before. A few years ago, this fierce incarnation of the soul almost beat him without any chance of fighting back. Today, it took off its armor and left the iron armor on Glory. It seemed to have unlocked the chains of the soul and left all the heavy burdens to the host body.

Its dexterous toe claws hook out hairs from its body, weaving a precise and magnificent network, which is layered on top of each other and finally converges at the muzzle.

When the bullets of the middle-power bullets passed over this strong spirit body, they turned into thousands of high-temperature sharp blades.

"What kind of operation is this?! What kind of power is this!?" George Joshua exclaimed that he was invincible, but he did not lose his will to fight. His heart became more and more greedy, and he longed for Glory's essence more and more.

If I could take her as my own, if I could eat her flesh!

It was so dreamlike, so ecstatic!

But he didn't wait for long to be happy, just for a moment——

——George finally figured it out. He finally understood why Glory wanted to use bullets to drive him to the cabin.

Walk all the way along the promenade of the hull! There's a fucking dead man standing in every window!

They were holding MK111, and they had enough bullets to keep the fucking King of War for half an hour!

Is she going to keep fighting like this? Treat my body as a ball? Catch a full circle on the hull?

Oh my gosh! What kind of torture is this!

"My legs! Come help me!"

"boom--"

"Bang bang bang——"

Four bullets hit the kite-like legs, and the lines on the knees could be vaguely distinguished from the flesh. They turned black and smelled of burning as they were hit by balls of hot bright red iron pieces.

At this moment, MK111 got stuck!

Because Glory suddenly turned the muzzle of the gun and pulled the gun too quickly to position it, it caused a slight malfunction.

George quickly raised his hand cannon and fired back! I hope the second seal can help him get through this difficult time!

The hand cannon spits out scorching flames! Like deafening thunder!

The bullet charge of the hand cannon can almost smash the head of an elephant with one shot! The muzzle jump is very large! Not even an immortal like George Joshua could control this beast!

The expected picture did not appear.

George was stunned, this thing really works! But it doesn’t work that well!

A huge blood pit appeared on Glory's chest, like a large screwdriver piercing her chest.

This bitch vomited blood, and blood foam kept coming out of the corners of her mouth, but the spirit body was still floating beside her——

--Why? Why don't the spirit-killing ammo work? Why?

Could it be

"Hey, hello! ~Sister Luo Li!" Fenfang Huanmeng put her hands on her hips and felt very guilty. She spoke the Cantonese mantra of 9527 and even removed her heart-protecting armor: "The thing in his hand, I I can't stop it. When I raise the muzzle of the gun, I feel a chill in my heart! So I'll take off your armor!"

George hasn't lowered his arm yet, and he doesn't even have a chance to turn the gun again! He was so shocked that he foamed at the mouth and spat out saliva: "Why does your soul power have its own thoughts? It's trying to protect itself! It doesn't care whether you live or die? Why does this happen?"

Glory completely ignored her injuries. Taking advantage of George Joshua's nonsense, she immediately dropped the jammed MK111, grabbed a new weapon from the corpse on the windowsill, and continued to spray firepower. "Keep quiet! George! Keep getting beaten!"

She advanced all the way and pressed hard, punching George Joshua's upper body, trying to drive the rubber monster into death, but the very strange thing was-this guy's self-healing ability was really terrifying!

She didn't know about George's Seven Seals, and she had no idea that the other party had hidden the Door of Death. He had no choice but to suppress the monster, try to blast him to the integrated kitchen, and use more powerful flames to kill George Joshua.

"Why? Why doesn't it work? Why does this kind of psychic-destroying warhead! It doesn't work on you! Why, you bitch! You still keep firing with a bloody pit on your chest! Why?! Why Wan Fu? I am invincible! I will be beaten all over the floor by you!" The black marks on George's body appeared in patches, and they were repeatedly healed by the special spiritual power of [Heaven Can Wait·Heaven Can Wait].

"Because your hand cannon passed through, the bullet did not stay in my body. The wound looks terrible, but in fact the damage caused is not enough. It cannot take away my will to fight." Glory said this, fragrant The dream hook was hung on the side of the main body. While changing bullets for MK111, he fished the panacea from the dead body in the window and plunged it into the main body's neck. "As for you always chirping and nagging, you are invincible -"

The wound on the sternum gradually healed, leaving only a trail of blood.

"-Sorry! I'm a woman!"

She still maintains the habit of continuing to fight while applying medicine, and her soul power is her extra arm.

"When I have the opportunity, I will introduce you to a gunsmith, and let him study your weapon and tell you which bullets have the best stopping effect, and which specifications of charges are suitable for which bullets."

Glory pulled the trigger ruthlessly. In her eyes, George Joshua's head was like liquid plasticine that was constantly deforming and bouncing.

"Of course, you two have to be reunited in hell."

George Joshua is delirious -

"——The gunsmith is really dead?!"

Seeing that George Joshua's legs were finally returning to their owner, Glory turned the gun and pointed it at the monster's private parts and poured fifteen bullets into it, letting his body continue to slide and roll forward. .

"Do you realize how boring life would be if everything stayed the same? Because of death we can always find new life."

"boom!--"

George hurriedly missed his aim and fired the second shot! He must fight back!

After Gloria was injured, the plasma along the way turned into a psychic catalyst. She grabbed the tail of Fragrant Fantasy before George opened fire. The spirit took her flying back along this bloody path, avoiding George's gun line, and she Then he moved back strangely and continued to apply pressure with bullets.

Rain of iron sand bullets splashed on George's gunman again and again, but President White Shark never gave up his will to fight - he was more tolerant of pain, tougher, and more shameless than Concho Johnny. He liked this more and more. woman! Almost dazzled!

Glory was already furious.

"Good fight! Keep fighting back!"