my beauty world

Chapter 25 Soul Fragments of the Ancients
In this world, even if there are weird things, human beings are still at the top of the food chain.

In the parking lot, there was a wailing sound. The bald head was shot in the ankle, chest and abdomen by Ronan. He lost the strength to move, but he couldn't die for a while.

When he fell down, the thrown AK was about ten meters away.

Werewolves are made of flesh and blood, and pistol bullets can go in!
Although the werewolf was only wounded and he was about to recover from his injuries, he might not be able to withstand the power of an automatic rifle's close-range fire.

So, while the werewolf kicked UMP45 away, Ronan looked at the AK and charged over there!
Alessandro has seen the CIA's materials and the scene, and now he has seen it with his own eyes. Knowing that Ronan's strongest is marksmanship, he immediately rushed to AK, which was closer to him!

Ronan stopped, turned around and rushed to the room he was staying in!
Alessandro quickly changed direction and caught up.

He was so fast that he was able to overtake Ronan in no time.

But this side is not far from the room, within a few breaths, Ronan was already close to the door.

Alessandro pounced!
Ronan turned on his spirit vision, turned around and threw the dagger, while meditating on Iron Claws, with both hands in front, he slammed into the werewolf with all his strength.

One of Alessandro's wolf paws slapped off the dagger, and the other grabbed Ronan's left hand. The sharp claws did not leave any wounds.

Ronan's body has already bumped into it!
Alessandro was charging fiercely, so he simply lowered his head and aimed his forehead at Ronan's chest.

A werewolf has inherited many of the characteristics of a wolf, and Alessandro is sure to break a human's breastbone when he bumps into it.

Ronan blocked it with his right hand in front of his chest. He almost lost all feeling in his arm from wrist to shoulder. The pain in his chest was so painful that he could hardly breathe. He was knocked backwards and flew back.

The momentum of Alessandro's forward pounce also stopped.

Ronan was already prepared, he was flying backwards, but his eyes were fixed on the werewolf's feet, concentrating on trying to ignite the flame!
There are the soul fragments he sprinkled before!
While reciting "Fire of the Soul" silently, Ronan walked through the door with a bang, and fell hard on the floor!

call--

Under Alessandro's feet, flames ignited without warning, immediately igniting the blue-black wolf fur!

But the flames were much smaller than at the quarry.

Alessandro stood on the edge of the flame trap, only a flame ignited by a soul fragment could reach him. He stepped back, screaming and rolling over and over again, trying to extinguish the flame.

A werewolf's body is much more resistant to this type of special flame than an ordinary person.

But it is not easy to extinguish it!
Rolling all over the floor in pain!

Ronan got up quickly, grabbed his bag, took out the Glock 26 from the voodoo witch, and immediately raised the gun to shoot.

Bang bang bang!
Bullets hit werewolves without exception!

The werewolf is still struggling.

Ronan fired and walked out limping, pointing the gun at the werewolf's head, one shot after another!
"what--"

Alessandro howled in pain, and opened his mouth wide: "Who are you! Are you... are you..."

Ronan pulled the trigger, and a bullet went into the wolf's mouth, choking his remaining words in his throat.

The werewolf was still rolling on the ground, the pistol bullets weren't powerful enough!
Ronan quickly rushed to AK, picked up the automatic rifle, aimed at the werewolf's head that was shaking in pain and pulled the trigger!
This gun was so powerful that the remaining ten rounds of bullets all fell on the werewolf's head, knocking out the entire wolf's head.

The tumbling werewolf finally stopped.

The flames were burning and the burnt smell was smoky. Ronan removed the magazine of the AK, went to the bald head, took out a new clip from the side of his leg and replaced it, turned around and aimed at the werewolf's chest and fired another round of bullets.

Then, he dropped the empty AK, staggering and panting.

pain!
Legs, arms, back, chest, it hurts so much!
But he can bear it!
These are really nothing compared to the torture that the original world suffered after being betrayed by traitors in northern Myanmar.

The bald head was still breathing, and one hand was slightly raised, trying to grab Ronan's trousers, but he couldn't reach it, so he could only mutter: "I... have a... son, he... can't live without a father, I have a son... Please……"

Ronan limped, picked up the dagger, M9 and Glock 26, smoothly changed the magazine of the M9, turned his hand away, and took another shot in the bald head.

"Hu-hu-"

After a few breaths, Ronan limped around the flames, entered the door, and knocked on the broken door: "Jessie, come out, let's go!"

Jessica just crawled out from under the bed.

When I saw Ronan for the first time, I was so sad that tears rolled in my eyes unconsciously.

The originally iron-like handsome man walked with a limp, his face was bruised, blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth and nose, and the wounds on his shoulders and back were still bleeding.

"You're hurt!" she said hoarsely.

Ronan's voice was still steady: "Skin trauma, I can't die, hurry up!"

Jessica didn't talk nonsense, she put her bag on her back, followed Ronan out, looked curiously at the flames burning in front of the door, and the charred corpse in front of her, and didn't ask any more questions.

Ronan got on the co-pilot of the pickup truck: "You drive."

Jessica nodded and started the car: "Where are you going?"

Ronan touched the wound on his left arm: "Find a hidden place, and I'll treat the wound."

As the car drove out, Ronan turned on his Spirit Vision, and saw three red halos in the parking lot and behind the house. He turned his left hand there, and the red light flashed towards him.

Soul Fragments +2.

Soul Fragments +2.

This is for snipers and skinheads.

Finally, the left hand goes to the werewolf corpse.

Soul fragments of the ancients +1!

At the same time, there is information showing that the soul fragments of the low-level werewolves who have lived for centuries, because the magic power dissipated, the strength of the werewolves has seriously degraded, and they can only absorb a piece of the soul fragments of the ancients.

Turning out of the parking lot, Ronan looked to the east, and the taillights of a car disappeared into the night.

His whole body was in pain, it was important to deal with the wound first, Ronan didn't read the relevant information carefully.

Jessica drove forward for a while and found a small road to turn. There are mountains, waters and lakes nearby. Follow the road to the lake and find an open space to stop.

"What do I need to do?" She saw sweat on Ronan's painful forehead.

Ronan opened the door and got out of the car, asking Jessica to turn on the headlights. He took off his clothes and said, "Clean my wound!"

There are other things to say, the wounds on the left shoulder and back that were scratched by the werewolf need to be cleaned up as soon as possible.

Jessica dragged down a bottle of mineral water prepared in the car, and dug out the women's supplies bought in Cary Town, and brought them to the front of the car.

The open wound on Ronan's muscular upper body looked quite scary.

Jessica resisted the discomfort of looking directly at the wound, turned on the mineral water to help Ronan wash the wound, the cold water fell on the wound, and Ronan grinned in pain.

"Slow down?" Jessica asked.

Ronan said, "Continue!"

After carefully rushing through the wound, Jessica opened a woman's item: "In the movie, someone used this to wrap the wound."

Under the current conditions, there is no better choice, Ronan nodded: "Yes."

Jessica took out the corset she had brought from Cary Town, removed the straps on it, and used it as a temporary strap.

The two of them didn't have any tweaks.

Ronan experienced life and death, not caring about these little things.

Jessica is a Latin woman.

The wound on the left shoulder was treated in the same way.

"You need medicine." Jessica has common sense: "We need a clinic or a pharmacy, the wound will be inflamed!"

Speaking of medicine, Ronan thought of something, went to the car to get his bag, touched it a few times with his hand, and took out two medicine bottles.

One vial is for pain relievers and the other is for anti-inflammatory drugs.

This was left to Father Thomas before he left, and he said that it would be used someday.

What a modern day exorcist priest.

Looking at the instructions of the anti-inflammatory drugs by the light, Ronan poured out the pills and ate them with mineral water.

Jessica was worried, took a look at the medicine bottle and instructions, and said, "Special medicine from a big company."

Ronan nodded: "A gift from a friend."

It seems that Father Thomas is a nice guy.

He didn't take painkillers, after all, many painkillers have side effects.

Ronan looked at the time and packed his things: "Change place."

The two got into the car, returned to the road, and continued west.

Ronan sat in the co-pilot and sorted out the previous information.

Giving can be rewarded, and it will always bring comfort to people.

Ronan called out the Book of Ruler and looked at the soul fragments of the ancients, which were golden crystals: "It turns out that the soul fragments of the ancients come from these old monsters that have lived for a long time."

The soul fragments of the ancients are necessary for promotion to the second-tier predator.

For the special parts of the nine demonized animals used for promotion, 50 yuan of soul fragments and a piece of the soul fragment of an ancient person are needed to ignite the soul fire to catalyze them, and eat them after they absorb the power of the soul.

What Ronan was most worried about was not being able to find the source.

As long as you have a clear goal, you can always find a way.

If the benefits are large enough, people's subjective initiative will be great.

The soul shards of the elders are here.

Excluding the consumption just now, there are more than 90 ordinary soul fragments left.

Lingbao also has a suspected target, this life is really full of hope.

Just wait for Antonio Garcia.

In the middle of the night, Jessica, who was driving, couldn't stand it anymore. Ronan asked her to turn the car to a secluded place with shelter and sleep before leaving.

(End of this chapter)