Abyss Train

Chapter 746 Act.02 [Compass]

Foreword:

Hunger made him brave before he lost consciousness.

—William Shakespeare

  [Part①·Courage comes from madness]

The wind, rain and the boatman brothers rushed into the cabin together. The sun was completely obscured by dark clouds. The goddess Io could not see Fai, nor this lonely and helpless incarnation.

Now the freaks created by the Original Seed have the upper hand. For Billy Horn, the two monsters constantly wriggling on the deck outside the cabin are natural disasters that he has never faced in his life. They are the main "cause of death" of most of the soldiers of the Guangling Ending Regiment - the root cause of the Vita Mark.

"Where are they?" Fuanini opened his arms, holding the boatman's arm with one hand and grabbing Brother Billy's sleeve with the other.

He wanted to grab Billy and bring him back to the cabin, but he couldn't control his pounding heart - this was a bad situation, his adrenaline had activated his self-protection function prematurely, and in the next twenty minutes, Foianini would be exhausted.

The weather was so cold that the transition from the hot summer to the freezing rain took only a few minutes.

The boatman brothers' palms were wet and slippery. Foianini failed to grab the arm several times, and was unable to control the heart of this innocent civilian.

This poor ordinary man was so frightened that he had lost his mind. He kept pulling at Foianini's arm, trying to lead his benefactor into a dead end and deeper into the cabin.

"Run! Run! Run! Run! Benefactor! Run!"

“Ah!~~Ah!!!Ah!!!————”

"Hoohoo! Run!——"

"Oh!!!----"

There were shrill screams mixed with heavy breathing, and the pitch-black sky and earth. On the ship that was rising and falling in the storm, a "blood eagle" slowly walked to the side of the deck. It was an incarnation butterfly that had not yet completed its metamorphosis and was chasing after human flesh.

"It's there! It's right there!" Fuanini's voice became shrill, and his face turned pale with fear. His madness index rose rapidly. Facing this spiritual disaster derivative that he could not look directly at or hear, the mucous membranes of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose began to fester, and his capillaries burst out with sticky plasma.

In an instant, the entire sky and earth turned blood red.

Once again, Billy Horn's sanity is tested.

  Fuanini had been destroyed by the spiritual pressure. He was like a bee flying around randomly due to magnetic anomalies, or like the needle on a compass spinning madly. He fell into a state of paranoia and madness, and grabbed the boatman brothers and sent them out the door!

"Eat him! Eat him! Eat him! Don't eat me, don't eat me."

"No...No! Don't come near me!"

Billy felt dizzy. Seeing his brother going crazy, he had no time to think. He wanted to fight for the civilians in Foyanini's arms, grab and rob, and tear the poor boatman's clothes. Under the dim light, a blood eagle monster had already climbed onto the door frame, and its yellow-brown human bone claws were knocking on the wooden fence. A fat flesh worm poked out of the empty head without facial features. As soon as the worm entered the cabin, its originally smooth and soft head with six sesame-like photoreceptor cells immediately developed a crack like a cross.

Twelve bunches of tender buds stretched out from the crack, constantly opening and closing, entangled and flapping against each other, making strange noises.

Billy Horn was going crazy. He couldn't control his good brother around him, nor could he pull the boatman's body back in this useless confrontation.

If the blood eagles were allowed to get more human flesh, they would completely transform into butterflies, which would be a disaster with no chance of survival.

Can the light of wisdom save him again? Billy thought a lot at this moment, as if before death, there would be a revolving lantern of life flashing back in front of his eyes.

A strange psychic light appeared in his eyes. The weak life in the pupa was under such heavy pressure. The original meaning of redstone said that all courage comes from madness.

He let go of Foianini and quickly found the sample crusher used by the Geological Research Institute in his bag.

——There was almost no pause, no hesitation, no embarrassment in searching for the package, no wrong things, and no wrong steps.

He ran the old eight-meter route to the cabin, made a small circle, and finally caught up with Foianini before he sent the boatman into the arms of Blood Eagle.

The stubble-covered chin was mixed with blood and flesh, and before he could come to his senses, Hammerhead had already found the Blood Eagle's head!

  But it’s not enough! It’s not enough at all!

It was by no means a fatal blow.

Only the outer shell of the blood eagle's skull and a part of the bone near the auricle nerve center were taken away.

The monster was severely injured and its body staggered and lost balance, but it did not fall down completely. Under the influence of the Vita Brand, its flesh and blood became stronger and softer, like a mass of colloid made of mycelial protein. Its limbs were elastic and did not lose much blood.

Billy Horn missed the opportunity. He chose the right tool but used it in the wrong way.

Madness took over him, causing him to lose part of his memory. Fortunately, his strong nerves allowed him to continue the second round.

——Pure evil thoughts flooded into his brain. The damage caused by the spiritual pressure was like steel needles, which carried gunpowder and explosives, causing serial explosions in his brain.

Billy Horn also felt the damage from the geological hammer as he felt a dull pain in his head. When Blood Eagle was beaten, he used the pain as a weapon, which was naturally transmitted to the mind of the Homo sapiens through spiritual pressure.

Almost at the same time, Foianini rolled on the ground in pain, and the boatman brothers screamed even more miserably. They kept slapping their heads, making their ears bleed and scratching the skin on their cheeks.

The other blood eagle was like a ghost, and the sticky gelatinous substance all over its body penetrated the rotten flesh on the left half of the soldier's body.

It just slowly and strangely drilled out from the body of its companion, as if the giant carnivorous fungi had exchanged essence with each other, and once again formed the naked yellow-brown skeleton and pink gelatinous muscles. The bright red blood slowly climbed up its skin, turning into strange and crazy butterfly eye patterns.

"Ah! — Ah! —"

Billy began to scream as well, the phantom pain in his head slowly sapping his will to fight, slowly destroying his spirit.

The pain was transmitted from the brain to the gums, causing the entire left half of the torso to spasm. He almost lost 40% of his strength and his body lost balance.

But he still did not fall down, his spirit was still standing, he stood in front of Foyanini and the boatman brothers. When the soldiers of Guangling Zhixi Corps encountered this kind of monster, no matter how determined the Blue Gold Wolfhound was, it could only run away with its tail between its legs.

The nameless warriors had to be called upon to deal with this spiritual disaster derivative, but for Billy Horn, there was no nameless warrior to help him now.

——He himself is Nameless.

Turn the heads and tails of the sample crushing hammer to reveal the sharp hoe.

Thin and delicate spiritual threads were wrapped around this mortal weapon. It couldn't even be called a stick. It was just a geological research tool that Billy Horn bought for about two hundred dollars.

  Look carefully, Billy!

Watch carefully! Don't black out again! Don't be distracted!

The gunsmith has given you all the answers! This is how he makes his living!

He took two steps at a time, dragged his numb left half of his body and jumped forward, swinging his hammer and hitting the blood eagle monster directly in the side.

  Too shallow.

When the hoe pierced into the monster's body, Billy was also oppressed by the spiritual pressure and retched in pain!

He drew his weapon and continued to strike with greater force!

When the hoe tip hit a hard object, his arms were covered in blood plasma, and the Vita Brand had swallowed up his sleeves, revealing clusters of red papules.

It works! It works! It works like a charm!

Everything happened so fast that Billy Horn couldn't feel it.

He swung his hammer four times at the blood eagle monster in succession. In just ten seconds, the fishman monster that entered the house first had its brains blown away. The other monster that followed behind in search of food had a fist-sized hole on its flank. It was first knocked off balance by the hammer, and then it grabbed Billy Horn's arm, wanting to eat him directly. It had its arm firmly grasped, and its claws were clasping Billy's forearm, trying to penetrate his flesh and blood to absorb his essence -

——The fragile fishman spine was smashed by a hammer. The lower limbs were immediately paralyzed.

Once the closely connected nerves of the spinal column, which was originally tightly integrated and complex, are severed, it will be a medical challenge for the monster created by the crazy butterfly to stand up again - it does not have this ability.

This is the ability that the gunsmith taught Billy Horn and many of his apprentices, and is the basis of "Knight's Combat Techniques" and "The Shattering of All Things".

The aquatic disaster beast hybrid usually has only 25 vertebrae in its spine. It always keeps its head held high and its chest puffed out, and is not good at bending over. This spine is the gate of death, just like its cervical lymph nodes, which are used for breathing or filtering food all year round. Once it comes to land, these soft and delicate things become weaknesses - even if they transform into butterflies, they still retain the weaknesses of their host.

Fuanini has been conquered by fear and has lost all his will to fight. Ordinary people cannot resist the spiritual pressure of the derivative of Vita's Mark. This is why Guangling Zhixi left this monster to the Nameless to deal with - the mental damage it brings can almost cause permanent disability.

The phantom pain still torments Billy Horn, but he cannot stop.

After knocking down one of the blood eagles, he had no time to finish it off. Every second he was fighting against the madness in his heart.

He felt that his right arm no longer belonged to him. After being scratched by this monster, the Vita mark had already taken root in his bone marrow. He pulled the blood eagle's legs. Without the control of the spine, the monster could only wave its arms with difficulty and could not even turn over.

He quickly avoided the disturbance of another monster and made another small circle. He had to race against time.

——The hammer was used to knock open the mortise and tenon structure of the wooden window grille. The moisture made the pine boards flexible, but it did not pose a problem for Billy.

He knocked the two corners of the window grille with just two hammer strikes, then smashed the window, grabbed the blood eagle's lower limbs and threw them into the turbulent river. However, the blood eagle held his shoes and trouser legs tightly - he was not panicked, and there was still a gleam of wisdom in his eyes.

The hammer knocked and hit the fishman monster's humerus tendons and the bone nerves involved in the muscles, causing a few pools of blood. The bloody hollow head seemed to have a ferocious expression on its face, and fell into the water unwillingly and disappeared.

  [Part②: Completely out of control]

After Billy escaped, he struggled to get up. When he rushed back to the cabin, Foianini had fainted.

One of the boatman's legs was dragged by another monster, as if it disliked the dry environment in the cabin and wanted to drag it back to the deck to add some soup to the meal.

Billy was so tired that he could hardly open his eyes. The left side of his body was numb and painful, and the right side was swollen and itchy.

He couldn't see his face, nor did he know where the Vita Mark had crawled to - he seemed to have lost an eye, and the papule on the right side of his face was arched, completely taking away the vision of his right eye.

He could no longer hear anything. The neuralgia was accompanied by severe tinnitus. A strange warm current came from the right ear, as if it was bleeding and festered. He could feel a needle-like pain if he turned his head slightly.

His ankle was squeezed by the blood eagle monster's claws. It seemed impossible to lift his foot, curl his fingers, or step on the ground to gain leverage.

The pickaxe head of the sample-breaking hammer was covered with scars. This No. 45 carbon steel bar was no match for the hard bones of the fish-man monster, just like Billy Horn was always just an unlucky mortal. He was the gunsmith's student, the weakest and most incompetent of the gunsmith's many students, without any achievements worth boasting about or praising.

As long as he can survive today, he will be the most powerful warrior.

Because none of the gunsmith's students could withstand the test of transforming into a butterfly.

After taking a breath, the pain from the nerve damage eased a little, but only a little.

Billy regained his adrenaline, thanks to the help of the "mixed blood" in his body. His metabolism was much stronger than Foianini's, and he opened his eyes wide, trying to use his right eye to see the deck environment and the outline of the monster clearly - only by searching the enemy with both eyes at the same time can he determine the location and distance of the prey.

The Blood Eagle monster dragged the boatman brothers back to the deck and started eating at the same time. He didn't need to use his mouth - he could suck human blood with the bone sacs of his claws alone. The Vita brand had corroded the boatman brothers' calves into jerky. The outer skin was like white chocolate coating, which melted after being baked at high temperature, revealing the purple-red muscle fibers and shriveled tendons.

Billy Horn strode forward, and suddenly he could hear the sound of bones breaking in the sole of his right leg - a crackling sound, one with every step.

His ears had stopped working, and he sensed through bone sound that this leg was gradually betraying him, like a necklace woven of bones by the god of death. Every time he swung his scythe, it began to emit soul-stirring sounds.

In the heavy rain, Billy's brain gradually cooled down. He felt scared, lonely and helpless.

He felt like he was dying, and everything was so far away from him. His compass was spinning, and he couldn't find the right direction.

The Sample Crushing Hammer once again touched Blood Eagle's chin, but this time he missed -

——I wanted to punch the monster’s spine through the neck and sever the important command center that connects the head and neck to the body.

But he lost his grip, in just a moment, he could no longer hold on, his body was no longer warm, and the cold wind was like a sharp steel knife, reminding him of Fayi and his lover who was drifting away.

If I could save Foyanini and throw the blood eagle into the river, all the courage in my body came from friendship.

Now, the spiritual source that supported Billy has dried up and he feels hungry.

How he wished it would end like this -

——The pain has taken over him and the pressure is about to destroy him.

The hammer, which had once again missed its mark, shattered his pride and filled him with shame.

The cold touch across his throat made him tremble all over. The Blood Eagle's spiritual pressure brought him the same pain. The sharp pickaxe pierced his trachea and scraped his cervical vertebrae, almost suffocating him.

The maddening hunger drove him completely crazy.

He watched the blood eagle eat and saw the expression on the boatman's face.

——That is the ecstasy that comes from the instinct of the organism when it gradually returns to oneness and is inspired by the Vita mark.

The boatman tore open the flesh on the side of his face, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and laughed wildly in the wind and rain.

"what!!!"

Billy Horn gripped the hammer again and roared.

Slightly lifting the hoe mouth, the steel bar dragged out a foul-smelling insect pulp.

“Ah!!! Ah!!!!”

Anger temporarily defeated madness, and it allowed Billy to find a substitute, a substitute for love.

"Give Fay back to me! You beast! Give it back to me!"

The Vita brand made his life a mess and dulled his life.

The physical pain and the spiritual torture on the mental level were about to lose their effectiveness. Blood Eagle's head was knocked crooked again and again by this inferior tool. It was too late to resist.

Billy had more and more wounds on his body. From fighting with the monster, there were several bloody holes in his stomach.

Until the round head flew out, he kicked the blood eagle's body into the river and threw even the crushing hammer far away!

He finally regained some sanity and was finally freed from his anger and madness.

He slumped down beside the boatman's brother, trying to drag the boatman's body back to the cabin for shelter.

But he no longer had the strength, and he began to vomit along with his breathing. Fragments of blood and flesh came out along with some of the ciliary acid from his stomach and intestines - the pain had begun to transform his body, causing his stomach to shrink inward and the spasms to become more intense.

The acid burned his oral gums, and if he wasn't careful, the mucus would flow into his nasal cavity and lungs.

He was coughing violently and it was difficult for him to move until he heard a familiar voice.

"No one's at the helm! Fay!"

"This ship will sink sooner or later! Judas! Think it over! Helping him is helping ourselves!"

"What are you doing? Leave him alone!"

In the special spiritual pressure environment, the death of the Blood Eagle brought about a stronger spiritual energy tide, and the accumulated water deposited on the deck gradually rose upside down and returned to the sky.

Billy Horn could no longer see anything except some upside-down raindrops flying up into the sky, and the compass on his watch was spinning rapidly.

He felt himself being grabbed and dragged back to the warm, dry floor.

(End of this chapter)