Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 132 The Fire of Burning Evil
"General Wang... It seems that this is indeed his lair."

"No wonder every time you kill him, a new person will appear soon after..."

Yuan Zhinv stared at the bodies wearing Gongqing masks with a little fear, as if she was afraid that they would all be resurrected in the next second and break through the container.

"These are the spare bodies of that heretic?"

Fingel roughly counted, a total of seventeen bodies.

Except for a few that are quite strong and suspected to be used for full-time combat, the physique of the other bodies is not much different. They are like evil spirits in front of the smiling prince, their gray hair fluttering silently in the light green liquid medicine in the container .

"But this guy is not a robot. The conscious body cannot be backed up like computer data. If this body dies, upload the data to another body!"

Fingel approached the glass containers with his bolt rifle in his arms, and saw that there were strips of transparent test tubes connecting the whole body of these bodies from the base.

Chu Zihang carried the bone of Tiancongyun and searched around. If he could find some relevant information, it seemed that the heresy's research on the dragon's alien shape was quite taboo. This kind of heresy knowledge must be traced back to its origin and purified.

A search was fruitless, and they were unable to find any written or computer records.

"Do you want to take two back to study?"

Fingal asked.

"Do it directly, leaving no one behind."

Chu Zihang said.

"OK."

Fingel's arms were covered with a layer of bronze-like simplicity, and the muscles and tendons burst out on his strong arms.

He raised the bolt rifle and fired without hesitation. It is also a .70 caliber gun that conforms to the violent aesthetics and refers to the gun as a murder weapon. However, while pursuing continuous bursts of firepower, the recoil becomes even more terrifying. He wanted to test the gun but was shocked and dislocated his arm and went into the infirmary.

But under the primary strengthening of the bronze throne, Fingel suppressed the terrifying recoil of the bolt rifle, and the quartz glass was shattered one after another under the wild sweep of the bolt.

The blood turned red and the medicinal liquid mixed with the shattered flesh spewed out together, seventeen spare bodies suspected of being heretics were blown to pieces.

"How to deal with these dead servants quickly? Kill them one by one or blow them up in one go? Even if one accidentally slips out, it will be quite troublesome."

Fingal replaced the magazine with a new one, which was filled with ample metal storm bombs.

Both sides were full of ice blocks sealed with Deadpool, even if Tian Congyun in Chu Zihang's hand could cut them off together with the ice blocks, it would take a lot of time.

"fry……"

As soon as Chu Zihang spoke, an inexplicable sound of clappers suddenly sounded in the entire huge basement.

The sound of the clapper is like a switch, a trigger, and no one knows how it controls Deadpool and affects people's minds.

But to Yuan Zhinv, it was like a voodoo curse. He was affected immediately. He hugged his head in pain and squatted down. His pupils were constantly changing between gold and black. The personality of Kazama Ruri Although it has been shattered, the sound of the clapper can still strongly affect his emotions.

Fingel reacted quickly, paying attention to catching the source of the clapper sound for about a second or two, and then fired immediately. The deafening gunshots instantly covered the light and treacherous clapper sound.

But this does not hinder the impact of the sound of clappers. In the rows of pale white ice stored on both sides, pairs of dark golden pupils are lighting up one after another.

"Verdammt (damn it)."

Finger realized that something was wrong, and after cursing in a low voice, a high-pitched dragon text erupted from his throat, saying that Ling Bronze Throne strengthened itself in an all-round way.

Obviously, the body where Wang Jiang's conscious body is located is still alive, he doesn't want this place to be destroyed in vain, and plans to release all the dead servants to drag Chu Zihang and Finger to their deaths together!
Yuanzhinv struggled to get out of the state of personality fusion, looked at the two people who were ready for battle, and retreated silently without saying a word.

Hearing the clear shattering sound of the ice cubes, Fingel, who had grown in stature a whole circle, uttered a low voice:
"Is it too late to ask the battle group leader to come over now?"

Let alone more than 200 deadpools here, even if one is released, something big will happen!

Chu Zihang didn't speak, a blazing fire was burning on Tian Congyun's bone, fine iron blue scales grew from under his body surface, and golden lava flowed in his eyes.

Bloodshed twice.

With his left hand, he touched Tian Congyun's blade lightly, and the black blood flowed out slowly. To ordinary people, the dragon's blood is highly poisonous, but to Deadpool, it is a tonic for evolution. The snake-shaped Deadpool was immediately attracted by the alluring breath.

Pairs of dark golden bloodthirsty pupils stared at Chu Zihang, their ferocious faces showed a hideous smile, and the sound of a baby crying sounded, their mouths were densely covered with fine fangs, which could swallow a human head when they opened their mouths .

"With the Emperor's Fire, all foul xenomorphs will be purged."

Chu Zihang breathed out a mouthful of scorching white air, and whispered to himself.

His current state of mind is exceptionally clear, and the killing emotion of Dragon Blood has not affected him in the slightest.

The snake-shaped deadpools started to move.

Their movement speed is astonishingly fast, like a hunting poisonous snake, the iron-blue figures turned into afterimages, looking for the most tricky and ruthless attack angle.

But what responded to them was Jun Yan covering all aspects!
A roar that was more deafening than the roar of the explosive bomb rang out, and the bright orange-red fireball mixed with a little dazzling golden light disintegrated the dozen or so aliens that rushed forward to eat Chu Zihang.

The high pressure mixed with the high temperature oscillated, and the ice wall Chu Zihang faced completely collapsed. All the dead waiters who broke free were like hungry wolves out of the cage. Desire overwhelmed fear of Chu Zihang's power itself.

However, the dissociated fire elements regrouped, and the second Jun Yan was ready to go!
Under the bloodline advantage brought by the second bloodbath, Yan Ling's chant was shortened to just three or four syllables, and it could even be said to be instant.

"Boom!"

Jun Yan's destructiveness itself is beyond doubt, the power of the emperor's gift received in the food of the night has been integrated into Jun Yan, making it truly sublimated into a symbol of the emperor's wrath!
A blazing sun rose again from the basement, and nearly twenty aliens that broke free from the ice prison were engulfed by the Emperor's wrath and turned into scorched carbon blocks.

The shock caused by several napalm bomb explosions made the entire basement tremble violently, and the containers in which the semi-mutated deadpools were sleeping fell down one after another, which must have caused quite a commotion above.

But Chu Zihang is not in the mood to care about whether the shrine or the Emperor's Palace is built above the basement, and destroying these aliens as quickly as possible is the most important thing.

Just when he was about to chant and release the third shot of Jun Yan, an unexpected attack fell from the top of his head!

It turned out to be a dragon-shaped Deadpool. After breaking free from the shackles of the ice, it did not attack immediately, but used its crawling ability to climb onto the dark ceiling like a spider, waiting to tear Chu Zihang apart. Opportunity.

The sharp claws pierced down with a fierce wind, and the dragon-shaped Deadpool, the world's top predator, seized the slightest opportunity and launched a fatal attack.

But there was a sharper saber light flashing from behind Chu Zihang. At the same time, Chu Zihang himself immediately canceled the release of the speech spirit. Cut into pieces.

The former is represented by the absolute sharpness of the weapon, while the latter is represented by the absolute power of the knife holder.

The person holding the knife is Yuan Zhinv, and what he holds in his hand is the "Cun Yu" that Chu Zihang left in the car.

Dark golden bones and pieces of flesh fell with the rain of black blood, and the two looked at each other for just two seconds.

The timid and jaded boy disappeared, and Chu Zihang saw Yuan Zhinv's magnificent golden pupils, and there seemed to be golden mandala flowers blooming in the depths of the pupils.

He didn't care too much about Yuanzhinv's departure just now, purifying all the aliens here is the most important thing, but he didn't expect Yuanzhinv to go back to fight with a weapon and show her powerful strength.

"Let me borrow your treasured sword, Mr. Chu."

Yuanzhinv said softly, turned around and rushed towards Fingel.

Compared with the destructiveness of "Jun Yan", what the bronze throne brings is a pure strengthening of the body. He fired with a bolt rifle in one hand, and the other bronze fist the size of a casserole repelled one dead waiter after another. attack.

The dead waiters tore his clothes to pieces in a few moments—their claws left only pale marks and sparks on the bronze throne-enhanced body.

But after all, two fists are hard to beat four hands. After a while, several deadpools entangled Fingel's bronze body with their agility, so he had to quickly empty the bolt rifle and throw it aside, and entangled himself. The snake-shaped Deadpool who wanted to bind Play was torn off with violent force and torn in two.

But immediately, more Deadpool rushed up and drowned him.

Yuanzhinv slashed at him with a knife, and Murrayu instantly slashed past. The group of dead servants engulfing Finger was like a bubble that could burst at any time, but Yuanzhinv's sword light exacerbated this process!

As if he was going to complete a masterpiece painting in one go, the long knife in his hand turned into a wolf hair, and every swipe would bring out a dark flower of death, one after another, the dead waiters were killed by Yuanzhi girl. cut!Chopped!
Chu Zihang's heart trembled a little. During the few seconds he hesitated, the dead waiter on his side had already attacked.

"Sarah—"

In Chu Zihang's hand, Tian Congyun's bone drew a deadly sharp edge, and the hot blade chopped off the two dead servants who rushed forward.

He took a deep breath, leaned over and strode like a bow string, and then his figure turned into an arrow that left the string. The sky clustered clouds cut the air with a crisp sonic boom, and the fiery red knife light strangled a black wave of blood!
Kill instantly with a single blow, charge with weeping blood!

This is the sword that Lu Mingfei showed on the elevated road on that rainy night, slaughtering those Odin's "Valkyrie" with that roaring chainsword.

At the same time, it is also one of the powerful swordsmanship of the "Holy Blood Angels Battle Group" that Lu Mingfei said in his mouth. Those Astartes who have fallen into the dark rage will charge into the final battlefield with such a bloodthirsty and furious charge. to death.

(End of this chapter)