In what age, are you still a traditional witcher?

Chapter 132 Rescue, Theocracy

A piece of "letter paper" floated in the mid-air of the central control room.

The operators looked forward to it and watched eagerly.

The characters on the "letter paper" danced, the camera pointed at it, and the computer printed the words that emerged from above on the big screen.

[Lane Winster leaps high]

[In his hands, a strange and powerful energy is brewing]

【boom! 】

[Invisible waves are released to the ground]

【.】

The operators looked at each other, seeing surprise in each other's eyes, and weird expressions almost covered their faces.

".That counts, text broadcast?"

someone muttered.

So retro!
"Compared to this, I am more curious about who sent this thing!"

The operator scratched his head in anxiety, but couldn't see the real-time video. He felt ants crawling on his body.

"What about the front line? Can we contact the front line?"

Sitting at the hollow table, the commissioner responsible for communicating with Ryan frowned. He turned his head and looked at the girl who was typing on the keyboard boredly.

"Report sir—"

"drop!"

The girl with a dark face tapped on the keyboard.

In the next moment, the big screen with flashing snowflakes was replaced by a picture with a strange atmosphere.

Everyone raised their heads.

"."

They fell silent.

A group of people on the front line gathered in the temporary outdoor combat command center.

Dozens of people gathered around a long table.

The latter held the hem of the clothes on the former's back and happily drove the train! ?
"Damn!"

Is this a day care center?
The frontline operators are all smiling, with a kind of wild beauty, as if someone asked them to regain their innocence, and their education level is synchronized with that of kindergarten.

It is worth mentioning that in the corner of the camera, the face of a cartoon female character protrudes into the edge of the lens.

"After the battle, they will return to normal~"

"She" held up a piece of paper and said so.

"Is this Ryan Winster's work?"

Inside the agency, the operator fought a cold war. He couldn't imagine what kind of method it was. Sending a letter to the monster hunting agency blocked the communication in an instant, making the frontline operators lose their combat effectiveness.

"Not like."

The communications specialist took a deep breath.

"The people who did all this only blocked our understanding of the battle situation."

"But we can still observe the status of the frontline operators. If the characters left by him are correct, it means that he does not want the frontline operators to participate in the actions of Operator Winster."

"Even observation is not allowed."

The faces of the people behind him were not very good-looking.

"Have you got in touch with your superiors?"

The communications specialist turned his head.

"Ah."

Behind, a person nodded.

"It's okay, wait."

The operator said helplessly: "This is an instruction from the superior."

The officers sighed.

In the end, they had no choice but to raise their heads and look at the big screen.

Text live broadcast and train driving, pick one and watch it.

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The blood-red flowers and leaves are all over the sky.

A silent wind came, and the torn flowers danced into the sky, and large areas of red makeup were ravaged by brutal violence.

But momentarily.

The square under his feet was already dilapidated, the dust was withered by the strong wind along with the bright red, and large pieces of gravel were laid out.

air.

A silver glow tore through the sky.

The hunter's body is hidden in the speed, only the cold butcher knife in his hand outlines the trajectory.

He went straight for the huge and terrifying eyeball.

The butcher's knife came menacingly.

On the huge body of the god, ugly plaques danced vividly, and the markings depicted twisted human shapes.

They were tortured and "dancing" crazily, as if they were thrown into boiling water, struggling in pain, and even tore off their ears and gouged out their eyeballs——

They grew their mouths, wanting to howl horribly.

However, no sound came out.

In an instant, the hunter's blade was within sight.

The indigo eyes shone coldly.

The long knife pierced the god's coat, and penetrated into the shapeless black glue.

However, a huge blister suddenly appeared on the body of the god!

In Ryan's heart, an ominous premonition arose spontaneously.

next moment.

The iridescent black gelatinous blister suddenly expanded, it rushed forward, touched the hunter's butcher's knife, and dyed the silver light black!

!

The blisters instantly engulfed Ryan's body.

Merciless eyeballs hung high in the sky.

It stares coldly at everything below.

Wrapped in blisters, Ryan slowly fell to the ground, and through the iridescent surface, a violent protrusion could be seen faintly—that was the edge of a blade, a sharp edge that couldn't pierce this thin bubble!

and.

What can be seen with the naked eye is that the movement range of the frantically struggling figure in the bubble is weakening every time!

An inexplicable and terrifying power permeated the air.

A silent terror is brewing.

The gods floated quietly.

His huge pupils stared at the trapped beast below, and suddenly, bright red threads emerged from his pupils, twisting crazily like maggots breathing fresh air.

Maggots stick out of the torso.

Countless slender and straight bright red strands gathered to form a red silk.

He wants to connect with the blister below!

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"Wings can't escape?"

Merlin bit the pen holder, and he stared at the virtual screen. Before that, the figure "dancing" on the eyeballs had already made him quite concerned.

He can feel it.

Those people seemed to be believers who once believed in the gods, and in the end, they sacrificed everything for the gods.

For a sick old god.

What He loves most is human fear and pain.

Therefore, believers are tortured by him and suffer from pain, while he absorbs the pain of believers and transforms it into his own strength.

"This seal makes it impossible for those who fall into it to escape?"

Merlin squinted, laughing.

He turned his head and said, "That's what you said just now, right?"

On the coffee table, the paper figurine was still howling in pain, holding his head in his hands, with a splitting headache.

No. It is already cracked.

Merlin hated him for being loud, and covered his mouth.

"Let me see, what are you thinking... Oh, oh, if you fall into the seal, you will be entangled in the blood vessels of the gods, absorb your strength, and be digested by the blood of the gods."

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

His knuckles tapped the tabletop.

Merlin smiled teasingly.

With a pen in his mouth, he leaned lazily on the back of the chair.

In the picture in front of him, the seal gradually became silent.

Foreign matter no longer protrudes from the blister surface.

"Oh? It's time to make a move."

"Lian Winston."

"Let me see what you do?"

Nightmare looked like he was watching a good show.

However, in the next moment, Merlin's pupils shrank, his relaxed body tensed suddenly, he leaned forward slightly, his hands rested on the table, the fragrant coffee in the cup trembled slightly, and the liquid surface swayed slightly.

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"Otherwise, should I slip away first?"

Merlin muttered under his breath.

Inside the closed black bubble exuding a strong ominous atmosphere, a thin body was wrapped in crazy red silk, like a mummy in a pyramid, including the sharp blade in his hand, which was "specially cared for" by the terrifying thin red thread.

The figure wraps the head.

A deep blue light shines through the gaps in the thin lines.

That was Ryan's eyeball.

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Ryan felt that the power in his body was running extremely slowly.

"The muscles are imprisoned, and the strength is taken away."

"amazing."

"Is this the god who has been active so far? Although he is far from being strong among all the gods, he is far more difficult to deal with than the old antique who just woke up from a deep sleep..."

Ryan's eyes were stretched wide by bloodshot eyes. These disgusting theocracy were extremely "smart", and they tried their best to get into Ryan's eye sockets.

Ryan could feel that they were "seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages", avoiding the blood that could threaten them, and quickly penetrated into his brain.

"Ah."

A sneer that seemed to be talking to himself sounded in Ryan's heart, and then, his body suddenly began to expand like a balloon!

The bulging skin and flesh collided with the red thread that blocked the body surface, and his abnormal body surface color could be seen in the gaps.

It was dark red like agate!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Heart nearly jumped out of Lane's throat

The man's fist-sized blood pump caused the blood to tear the blood vessels frenziedly and open the skin!

Bloody Riot!
In an instant, Ryan's body burst open, and blood finally gushed out like a tide, almost filling the blisters.

Ryan grinned grimly, he was bathed in his own blood like a ghost.

"If you don't do it, you don't stop."

"Aren't you afraid of blood?"

"Let you taste your fill!"

Ryan raised his hand and pulled out the red thread that was haunting his eyes.

"puff!"

The blister burst with a bang.

Finally, the silent world ushered in the first voice.

The terrifying monster stands on the ground.

He was covered in sticky blood.The huge gap in the chest and abdomen has been blocked by the dark red blood yoke, like a bright spar.

Blood dripping.

"Kakkaka!"

"Crack!"

The sharp blade in his hand turned into a glove, and the cold blade was stained with dark red blood.

All around, the sound of the red silk disappearing in the air can be heard endlessly.

The red horses along the way have already retracted into the body of the god.

"Buzz!"

There were vast ripples in the body of the god.

The god's eyes widened sharply.

He couldn't believe it.

Who is this lunatic, this monster? !

Unlike the god in Chicago, the god in front of him didn't come from a distant starry sky, and he didn't know anything about the God-devouring God in the deep universe.

He is a god born on earth.

Even though he possesses wisdom far beyond human beings, he is not omniscient and omnipotent, and it is difficult to structure the existence of "unknown".

However, Ryan did not give him time to react.

"boom!"

The monster wrapped in blood-colored armor slammed into the ground, and he turned into a bloody light, colliding with the eyeball in the sky!
Ryan opened his blue eyes angrily, his torso was dry, but this seemingly weak body was as powerful as a rainbow!
All obstacles melted like snowflakes in front of him!

"boom!"

Ryan smashed into the eyeball hard!

On his right arm, the living spirit was whining. It pierced the owner's skin again and again unwillingly, crushing the recovered wound again, and blood spurted out from the metal!

Ryan digs wildly in the eyeballs.

"boom!"

"Zi!"

The bloodshot was whining, and the pitch-black jelly was surging.

"Woo!!!"

God wailed in pain.

It hurts, it hurts too much!
The hunter's blood is the most vicious poison to him. At this moment, there is a lunatic wrapped in poison, swimming in his body!
Moreover, some "liquid" is left from time to time, and it is this "liquid" that makes it painful.

However, it has not waited for him to react.

The hunter's frenzied actions had already seen the light of day. He seemed to be digging crazily, picking off the fine red silk threads piece by piece.

"laugh!!!"

Finally, his hands plunged into the sea of ​​blood.

"Zizizi! Zizi!"

Separate the red silk in one go!

Accompanied by the strange sound of thread breaking, Ryan finally saw the curly blond hair.

The girl's delicate face was buried in the blood, and her body seemed to be covered with a black-purple light curtain. The red silk didn't really touch her—it turned into the last defense, entangled on the light curtain ,

Ryan stared at the fair cheek.

Under the black and purple light curtain, the girl's eyes were closed tightly, her face was full of sadness and depression, and tears froze in the corners of her eyes.

"Boom boom boom!"

The body of the god surged, and a vast force surged along with the surrounding pus, and it was about to knock Ryan out of his body.

Immediately, the hunter's face turned hard.

The blood on his face fell off, revealing his fair skin.

"Oh!"

"Catch her!"

moment!

"Boom!!!"

The living creature roared frantically.

Immediately, the armor in Ryan's hand was separated from his right arm, leaving only the last chain connected to his wrist.

"laugh--"

Carrying dark red blood, Huo Ling went all the way to the girl's side.

Freya folded her hands on her knees, curled up, and the black and purple light curtain on her body suddenly shone.

"Chong!"

The spirit transformed into eight spider claws, enclosing the black light curtain together with Freya.

Subsequently.

"boom!!"

Vigorous power erupted from the black water frantically rushing around.

The god didn't dare to continue swallowing this poison in his stomach, so he spit out Ryan in a hurry.

"call out!"

Bloody figure.

A cool colored chain.

curled up girl.

Breaking through the sky in the night.

"boom!"

Ryan fell to the ground with a bang, crossed his hands, and held the girl in his arms.

"jingle!"

The cold-colored chains were stacked in Ryan's hands, and finally melted into a pool of liquid metal, attached to the latter's arm.

Clang!
Butcher Knife regeneration.

The hunter lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in his arms.

Then, he raised his head.

In the sky, the huge strange shape seems to be unable to maintain its shape. In his body, it seems that some monster is madly impacting his body.

"Zizzizi!"

"Zi!"

Alien is brewing something!
Ryan frowned suddenly.

However, before he could react, the strange figure fell silent.

"Zi!"

"Zizi!"

The pupil in the center of the eyeball is cracked. ． ．

The sticky thick black pus was broken, and in the deep gap, it seemed that something was climbing out. ． ．
"..."

In the next instant, Ryan's complexion changed dramatically. He turned sideways at lightning speed, hugged Freya, and dodged behind him!

"Boom!!!"

Just listen, from the gap in the body of the god, a mantra full of resentment is recited!
If it was just a spell, it wouldn't make Ryan's expression change like this.

But what if the mantra is not nothingness, but a strange substance with a substance?

and. ． ．There was actually a familiar figure in the mixture that made up the mantra!

That was—Lian Winster with a hideous face and a knife!

"boom!"

In just an instant, "Lian" had already landed at the location of Lionben.

As long as he is one o'clock at night, his chest will be pierced by the concretized spell that turns into "Lion"!
"..."

"The gods return the surroundings to silence and turn them into their own domain."

"In the domain, all vocal power will be collected by him, and finally - released in one go."

At the coffee table, Merlin was amazed.

"I thought of squid."

He joked with a laugh.

(End of this chapter)