Rebel Demon King

Chapter 313 The King's Feast (5)

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A huge and blazing fireworks burst out suddenly in the blue sky. The destructive flames were like the epiphyllum blooming at midnight, so dazzling that people could not speak. The expensive Gulfstream 650 instantly turned into burning ashes, just like fireworks bursting Afterwards, the curtain call was slow.

Fire splashed in the sky.

But no one paid attention to this disastrous scene. Under the magnificent fireworks, K20 was still tirelessly galloping towards the east. It seemed that the grand occasion in the sky and the tragic battle at the rear of the train could not affect its progress at all.

Generally speaking, when there is not much difference in strength between the two sides, the battle between the strong and the strong will first be a long-term test of each other, and will not enter a white-hot state in an instant, but find the other party's flaws in the test, and then send out fatal blow.

But it’s a different matter if it’s a melee right now. For any chosen one, killing the clown Sith, who ranks third in the reward list, is an irresistible temptation. It not only means a lot of money, but also a lot of money. Experience points and contribution points.

In addition, there is also the reputation of the world.

So after Napoleon VII launched the attack, many people released their skills on the clown Sith regardless of whether the body was out of danger.

One is because I have been suffocated for a long time, and I feel uncomfortable if I don’t come here; the other is that when the Chosen system completes the kill and distributes the reward, it allocates the reward resources according to the damage percentage, so there is no such thing as yin, waiting to make up For things like the last knife, stealing a skill from a distance can earn some bonuses. Why not do such a good thing!
Starve the timid to death the bold and starve to death, not to mention the clown Sith who is hated by both humans and gods?

Immediately on the speeding train, between the receding red pine forest and the blue Lake Baikal, colorful light beams shot at the clown Sith from all directions, and the scene was like Star Wars.

This damage was not enough for Sith the clown to break the defense, all of them were isolated on the energy shield, and countless colorful ripples were aroused on the transparent shield, like a brilliant scene of a solar flare erupting.

Sith the clown standing on top of the giant yellow snake let out a strange "ho ho" smile, raised a hand to block the seven-star scepter that Napoleon VII dropped from the sky, and the hem of the black tuxedo fluttered in the wind, high His bowler hat was blown to the distant sky, and disappeared in an instant, only the light golden curly hair of the clown Sith danced wildly in his ears.

Both of them violated the laws of physics, maintaining a strange posture and freezing in the air for a moment, Napoleon VII burst out a blue electric current, spreading towards the clown Sith, these electric currents twisted like snakes on the scepter The ends converged into a power grid, trying to break through the energy shield of the clown Sith.

The clown Sith gently pushed the top of Napoleon VII's scepter, and the current dissipated completely. Napoleon VII flew out, turned a few somersaults in the air, and barely stopped on the wall at the rear of the car. , stand on the wall of the train's dent and confront Sith the Clown.

"Little nobleman, you are stronger than other miscellaneous fish, but your strength is limited." The clown Sith said with a smile.

"It seems that your ability is just to talk about it and bully ordinary people." Facing the ridicule of the clown Sith, Napoleon VII concealed the turmoil in his heart, and retorted coldly.

The strength shown by the clown Sith just now is somewhat beyond Napoleon VII's imagination. He has seen the scene of the clown Sith fighting other Chosen Ones in the front compartment taken by his subordinates, and he thinks there is nothing particularly outstanding, but in the After just a short contact, I realized that I had misjudged a bit.

The masked man in front of him was so strong that Napoleon VII was a little scared. In his opinion, according to the ranking of strength, it is impossible for the clown Sith to be inferior to him.

"You nobles have always liked duplicity, and the hypocrisy is so embarrassing"

"Who else in this world is more hypocritical than a person who puts on a mask and dare not take it off?"

The clown Sith laughed wildly again, as if he had been strongly stimulated, and something incredible happened to everyone present. He actually reached out and took off the mask. Under the mask was suddenly covered with white powder. Painted black panda eyes and a scary smiling face in colorful red
Still the face of a clown.

Just at this time, Cheng Mo took Nicholas just past the No. 18 carriage. I don't know if it was a coincidence or the clown Sith did it on purpose. At this moment, the mask in his hand burned into flames, and he said in a pleasant tone: "A person like me who looks the same on the outside will naturally grow himself into a mask"

Accompanied by his weird voice and countless sparkling ripples that lit up on the energy shield again, the "Truth: Pharaoh's Serpent" frozen in the air suddenly exploded, and rushed towards the No. 18 carriage and the dining car, like a giant python stretching He opened his mouth wide open, as if he wanted to swallow the carriage.

The two carriages exploded in an instant, and pieces of iron, boards, curtains, and various furniture splashed in the air. Those who hadn't escaped were thrown into the air. Ordinary people hadn't been entrained by the poisonous gas of the "Pharaoh's Snake" After being poisoned to death, he was already pierced into a hedgehog by those sharp fragments.

As for the chosen ones, they protected their bodies and fled in all directions. Although the outside of the train was not a good place to go, and several young animal missiles were tracking the target with flashing white lights, the poisonous gas emitted by the "Pharaoh's Snake" was too powerful, so Even the steel is rusted everywhere, and the poisonous gas attack ignores the existence of energy shields. Even if the recovery and resistance of the carrier are amazing, it will be slowly damaged by this poisonous gas. As for the main body, it can't hold it at all.

However, in just one breath, the carriers of several chosen ones turned into colored DNA helixes and disappeared in the midair, while their bodies bleed and fell down, some landed by the lakeside in the forest, and some fell on the ground. The body of the train was then bombarded by the faster and faster train.
For the Chosen Ones, the disaster is not over, it is just the beginning. Those who managed to escape relatively far and were not harmed by the poisonous gas will face the pursuit of young animal missiles, even though they rushed into the dense red forest. There is no way to get rid of those nasty missiles in the pine forest, and the red pine and birch are collapsing one by one, as if there is an ancient beast in the forest
Fortunately, the clown Sith has few subordinates, and the Reaper hovering in the sky has exploded. This is the last wave of missiles, otherwise no one can escape this hell.

These are small tidbits, the real battle is still going on on the train, and now it has developed to eight or nine people participating in the siege of the clown Sith camp, and many people are trying to kill the Teutonic 88 wearing a gas mask Members of the Knights, although there are not many rewards from the Teutonic 88 Knights, but they are not too few.

Napoleon VII was not among them. He proudly stood on the only small wall at the end of the train with his arms folded, watching the clown Sith fight the other chosen ones.

He can basically sit back and relax, his body has long been protected by Morris and the guards and withdrawn from the battle circle.

The next thing he has to do is enjoy the fight and kill the Clown Sith
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Cheng Mo mixed in the crowd and sprinted towards the front of the car. Most of the people who stumbled and ran in the corridor were ordinary people who had survived and had nowhere to go. There were also the chosen ones, but not many. There are too many ways to escape, and it is not such a good idea to stay on the train and squeeze together with ordinary people.

Cheng Mo wouldn't have done it if it wasn't for looking for Shirkov.

Cheng Mo was followed by Nicholas, who was as strong as a bear, and he carried Cheng Mo's body on his back. He still didn't quite understand why the envoy, who had been disappearing all this time, suddenly appeared and asked him to run away with Cheng Mo on his back.

Although Nicholas had been tortured by the clown Sith for a long time and lost his will to live, and felt that it was okay to die, his instinct still told him to obey Lin Zhinuo's instructions.

Cheng Mo looked for Shirkov's traces among a group of people with panic faces. He believed that Shirkov could not go far. Finally, in the No. Shirkov with red hair, he was walking forward in a panic among several people, his speed was not fast, and his short skirt greatly restricted his escape.

Cheng Mo didn't go forward immediately, but followed behind him not far or near, until he was sure that there were no flashing red dots around him on the map, he suddenly accelerated a lunge and rushed forward to grab Shirko who was right in front of him. and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Shirkov, come with me."

He used a tone of request rather than threat. Even though Cheng Mo was basically sure that the person in front of him was Shirkov, he was still completing the chain of evidence through some tiny details.

Shirkov stopped in the middle of the narrow corridor. She trembled all over, but didn't immediately struggle and refuse. Obviously, he didn't expect this to happen at all, so he didn't think about how to deal with it, and he was a little bit at a loss measures.

Cheng Mo didn't care about Shirkov's reaction, he opened the door of the private room beside him and forced Shirkov in.

Nicholas, who was following Cheng Mo, was stunned. He didn't know what Lin Zhinuo was going to do, but he saw him suddenly stepping forward, and then dragging a well-built conductor into the compartment. Nicholas didn't expect that Lin Zhinuo was still in the mood at this time Looking for a woman to do something, standing behind Cheng Mo's back at the door, not knowing whether to go in or not.

It wasn't until Cheng Mo called his name that Nicholas walked into the private room with an "oh" and saw a panicked conductor holding on to the railing of the bed, repeating "what are you going to do" and "what are you going to do" with a look of fear on his face .

Cheng Mo closed the door casually.

The scene in the private room made Nicholas a little embarrassed. He turned his head and didn't want to look at it. He didn't understand what Lin was going to do at all.

Cheng Mo held the gun he snatched from Shirkov in his hand. Just now Shirkov tried to attack him. He said lightly: "Mr. Shirkov, no need to talk nonsense. You know what you are doing."

Hearing Cheng Mo calling the other party Shirkov, Nicholas turned his head again, and looked at the rather beautiful Russian railway conductor in front of him with some surprise.

"What Shirkov? I don't know him at all." The conductor shook his head in despair and said.

Cheng Mo said with a blank face: "It's best not to deny it right now, you can survive as Shirkov, if not, you can only die!" Then Cheng Mo glanced at Shirkov's skirt lightly. He said: "Actually, it's very easy to know if you are Shirkov. You just need to take off your skirt and it will be clear at a glance."

Seeing Cheng Mo with a stern face and Nicholas who was carrying his back, Shirkov fell silent.

"Mr. Shirkov, time is precious now, I don't want to use punishment to force you to ask about the whereabouts of the 'Cross Bee', so you'd better be quick and tell me where you hid the 'Cross Bee', I guarantee your Be safe, and give you a certain reward, don’t expect too much reward, but it will be enough for you to live the rest of your life carefree.”

Shirkov knew that he couldn't deny it, so he recovered his male voice and said, "You first protect me to leave Russia safely."

Cheng Mo shook his head, "Shirkov, you don't have the capital to bargain with me. I said that I have been following you. If my guess is correct, you rented a safe in Switzerland and put the Crucifer bee there."

Cheng Mo observed Shirkov's expression while he was talking. When he said "Swiss Bank", the corners of Shirkov's eyes trembled slightly, and the frequency of blinking immediately increased. Cheng Mo knew that he had guessed right. Following Shirkov and Agent Gaoli’s silence is still rewarding, but it’s useless to guess. There are more than 300 Swiss banks, and they don’t adopt the real-name system for deposits, and they have a unique confidentiality system, which is the best place to hide The location of the swag.

Shirkov wiped the sweat off his face. He shook his head nervously and said, "This is a matter of my life. I won't say anything unless you let me be safe first!"

Cheng Mo said indifferently: "Mr. Shirkov, don't test your own endurance. Even Miss Jin, the Gaoli agent who escorted you, confessed to you. Do you think you can resist? Besides, you should You know, we didn't even kill Miss Jin, why did we kill you? All you want is money, and for us the chosen ones, the most important thing we lack is money, so you don't have to worry about it at all."

Shirkov's expression loosened a bit. At this time, there were violent explosions from the front and rear of the train at the same time. The lengthy body of the train shook a few times on the rails, as if it was about to overturn.

Cheng Mo turned his head and looked out the window, the sky was filled with red light, the speed of the train slowed down, followed by a more violent explosion, the whole train was twisting like a snake, and the light burst out like the rising sun outside the window, and the loud thunder burst out with the flames , and then the train carriage rose into the air, and the long body bent into a bow on the rails.

All the things in the private room left the original place, and then dismembered in the air, small table boards, beds, countless luggage and the walls of the carriages were flying in the air, Cheng Mo immediately felt the feeling of weightlessness, and then the strong firelight was shattering There was a flash outside the window, and the cobweb-cracked glass exploded like a bomb, and a wave of heat hit the face.

Cheng Mo had no choice. He snatched his body from Nicholas's back immediately, then covered his body with his body, and firmly grasped the floor to prevent his body from being hurt.

This approach was indeed correct. Cheng Mo felt countless heavy objects hit his body, and even sharp objects pierced his skin. He saw the body of the train collapse, and then it was torn into countless pieces. Suddenly, Nicholas next to him rolled towards the door with his head in his arms, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

As for Shirkov, Cheng Mo watched helplessly as the carriage rolled over, throwing him on the broken roof, and then Shirkov's body was embedded in the crack like a rag doll.
(End of this chapter)