Abyss Express

The Atlantic roared.

Tiny particles of silver iodide rolled in the clouds and were carried far away by the strong wind.

The sparrow blasted an eye, and the inclination of the missile into the cloud caused the compounds to slam through the cloud, followed by a downpour.

Looking up from the place where Martha Stewart was buried next to the pier in Portsmouth Harbor - a giant snake seems to be wriggling rapidly in the rapidly condensing clouds.

This strange landscape has never been seen or heard of by ordinary people.

From Winchester to Chichester, all the inhabitants of this sad road can feel the thunder and lightning in the clouds, and the cyclone produced by the confrontation of cold and heat, which will slowly become a tornado at sea.

At this moment, Jiang Xueming, who was far away in the ancient castle of Nanhai City, had just pushed open the door of the chapel.

This is the worship room of the high-ranking nobles of the Rosary Church, and there is no one in the quiet room.

Xiao Qi followed closely behind, raising his gun as a guard——

——Xue Ming’s ammunition has been exhausted, and the annihilation battle that lasted for more than two hours has dehydrated his body, and the panacea reserves on his body are rapidly decreasing, leaving only the last ten, all of which are 25ml small Dosage ring needle syringe.

She didn't know how many enemies were left. The number of kills recorded in her mind had already reached 233, and the grenade kills she couldn't remember, or C4 kills, were not counted among them.

The two savages almost killed more than a hundred nobles and more than a hundred nobles in the castle. The top-paid waiters who served the nobles entertained countless servants, and the servants and business partners who were involved with the nobles Thirty one.

Now they all died under the guns of Jiang Xueming and Bai Qingqing.

In terms of killing efficiency, within half a year, Xue Ming personally killed more than 600 targets, not to mention high-value targets—the cold spiritual pressure that Mary Stuart felt from the Heart of Steel is not bad at all. .

——Jiang Xueming is a natural killer.

—Whether male or female.

——Combining these kills evenly, you need to kill six monsters every day before you can sleep peacefully. It is not an exaggeration to describe Xue Ming in this sentence.

Even a high-value target with soul power, in Xue Ming's eyes, is nothing more than a special combat unit for attacking high blood thinness. As long as there is a door to death, there must be a way to kill it.

Certain special soul powers, such as the [B·SIDE] of the little finger, have no obvious gain in combat ability.

Therefore, from Xue Ming's understanding, possessing soul power is not an absolutely good thing. To completely control it, manipulate it, dominate it, and conquer it—just like conquering one's own body, it is extremely difficult. , It requires a very strong mental power to control and control this kind of incarnation outside the body.

If you are not careful, the soul power is impacted by strong sound and light, bombed by shock waves, or sanctioned by mental energy and powerful electric current. The moment it dissipates, it is also the moment when the door of death is opened.

At this moment, in front of the prayer platform of the Rose Hall, there is a severed hand.

Xiao Qi immediately showed a disgusted expression, only thinking that these blood nobles are really perverted.

Xueming recognized it was Bai Qingqing's palm at a glance, "It's your hand."

Xiao Qi: "Ah?! Mine?"

Xueming: "Don't you even recognize your own hands?"

This palm has been dehydrated and shriveled, it has been soaked in antiseptic solution, Xue Ming can recognize it.

Xiaoqi muttered, strange and happy.

"I can't even recognize the palm, can you recognize it?"

Jiang Xueming pulled Xiao Qi to his side, hugged the girl's upper body tightly, and wanted to pull the trigger of the gun.

Flames spew out from the muzzle of ASH.

The bullet smashed the foundation pile of the altar, and a lightning trip wire jumped out of the wooden frame. After it broke, raging flames burst out from the platform.

The sound of the explosion made 9527 instinctively protect Xue Ming in his arms.

Hearing sawdust flying in all directions, iron flakes passing by his ears, and the sharp noise of rubbing against the helmet of Morpho's suit.

There were several wounds on Xue Ming's body, which were only flesh and blood wounds.

Xiao Qi felt that he was hit hard by the motorcycle, but his face was ashen, and he was able to breathe smoothly in about ten seconds.

"call"

Xue Ming followed the tripping mine all the way to find it, and took back Xiao Qi's severed limb from the iron plate in the corner, and she stuffed the arm back into Xiao Qi's carrying backpack.

"Take it."

Xiao Qi said with disgust: "What's the use of this?"

In front of the repeater, Xue Ming said, "Take it, it might be useful."

Xiaoqi: "Okay."

Xue Ming continued to explore behind the altar, and could feel the existence of another pair of rings from the pyroxene.

The lightning trap of the altar could not escape her eyes. It was the beast's keen intuition to avoid natural enemies and struggle for survival, which made this dangerous and dangerous journey seem to be smooth and smooth, and the dangers were saved along the way.

In fact, any wrong decision, wrong way. They will make mistakes in their killing order. In the sometimes spacious and sometimes narrow castle interior, in this complex street fighting environment, making mistakes is almost equal to death.

Behind the prayer platform, in the compartment of the Rose Hall, there is a pool of blood.

This baptismal font is where Leah Baratheon rests. She looks about six feet tall, with a well-proportioned figure, dark red hair thick and shiny, all hidden in the bishop's hat of her priest's robe, and can be seen from her temples. A little bit of creamy hair looks like an avant-garde style specially highlighted.

She looked to be in her mid-twenties, with a soft face, round almond eyes that seemed amiable, and her pupils were the same color as her hair.

Her divine robes are simple in design, suitable for movement, but cannot hide any weapons.

At this moment, Liya sat empty-handed on the side of the pool of blood, guarding the last secret door for Our Lady of Grace.

She is the last blood prince with soul power in the Rose Cult.

Wait a moment--

——Do you feel that you missed tens of thousands of words?

So let's count by head, and three of the princes died in Jack Martin's attack.

They died in the bathhouse, in the dining room, on the bed of the mistress, and died silently in the black mist, without even having time to react.

There was a prince who had the illusion that he could persuade the 406mm caliber main gun of the Iron Warrior with his words. He was blasted from a blood noble to a scumbag by the hot shells, but he was fired by the main gun of the Warrior with another gun. One way convinced.

A prince was grabbed by the ankle by Jack Martin during the landing battle in the cabin, dragged back to the nightmarish ball dressing room, and died under sixty-six sewing needles.

In order to deal with the prince's disgusting and weird slime-like soul power, Jack changed it into a gleaming silver chain armor as a costume, locked the prince's figure, and finally killed him with a blow with a saw knife.

Leah is the last fighting force of the Rose Cult.

——She was holding a half-grown child, a little boy, and was about to go through the secret door next to the blood pool, urging the boy to leave the place.

"Let's go, Jiang Xueming is coming"

"Mama Leah. I'm afraid."

"Don't be afraid, with me here, you will be fine, I will always protect you, and protect Our Lady of Grace."

"The monster is coming. Mama Leah, can you walk with me!?"

Liya didn't have a good face, and scolded the eight or nine-year-old brat: "You are pretending to be a horse? Claude! You are already forty-two years old! Get out of the secret passage now! Don't come to trouble me! If it weren't for your cute face, I would have died earlier."

"boom--"

The sudden gunfire shattered the little boy's head.

9527 adjusted the muzzle to move the gun, but at the first time, the blood prince was prepared early.

The blood prince, dressed neatly and with a strong figure, arched his body, and a thick shield infused with blood appeared in his hand-it was her soul power, and it was her armor and sword transformed from her spirit body.

"You killed my little Claude! My sweet little lover!"

Xiaoqi finished ASH's bullets, and took the time to talk while reloading.

"Wake up! Miss! He's forty-two years old, you said it yourself—I was annoyed when I first walked in!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Xiao Qi continued to pull the trigger and make suppressive shots——

——The bullet hit the monster's blood tower shield, as if it had crashed into a thick bulletproof gel. It might not be realistic to bypass this weird soul power, and it would have to be shot head-on.

"You know what I'm mad at, Leah?"

Xiaoqi chatted familiarly, trying to pry the opponent's mouth, so that the enemy lost his strength when breathing and speaking. This kind of trash talk is very common, especially in less formal boxing matches.

"I thought this little doll was a little pet you kept, but what! Teacher Victor must write this paragraph, and it will definitely not pass the review of the Sun newspaper! Is this the reason? I am still thinking about how to save the minor hostages , you told me he was forty-two right away! How cool it is!"

The last magazine was all fired, and the enemy's tower shield remained motionless, as if it was inlaid with steel bars and iron plates.

The sound of heavy breathing came from behind the tower shield, like a loyal knight crouching in front of the position to resist, and finally had a chance to breathe.

ASH hadn't run out of bullets, and there was still the last one in the chamber. After high-intensity continuous shooting, Seventh Brother only felt that his head was buzzing, and the fingers holding the front grip were bleeding from scratches—this gun was too manic, but she was very excited. like.

"It's my turn! You little bitches!"

The tower shield in front of Leah was changing shape, quickly clinging to the body surface, forming a set of dark red iron armor.

"I'm going to crush you!"

She pulled out a four-foot flame-shaped sword from the pool of blood, causing a bloody storm.

Right now, right now.

Xiaoqi's slack standby state became tense again, and he fired the last bullet.

The 12.7mm heavy warhead hit the monster's knight helmet, breaking the blood prince's neck.

Xue Ming hid on the beam early and waited for an opportunity to move, when he heard Brother Seven complaining in the middle of the avenue.

"This guy's debut animation lasts at least 30 seconds! There are so many lines that make people crazy, the most important thing is that I can't press ESC, I can't jump over! Both my master and I hate this kind of boss who won't come up for a long time Blood bar."

"Shameless and despicable villain!" A distorted noise came from the iron helmet.

That was the painful wail of Prince Leia. Her sixteenth vertebra was misaligned and deformed, and it was slowly recovering under the repair and beating of Soul Might.

"Insulting me with this dirty! Bullet that stinks of silver! Hurt me!"

Under the bombardment of the heavy warhead, half of Liya's body fell backwards, almost submerged in the pool of blood.

"Our Lady of Grace has the grace to know me! Leah Baratheon in the name of the Prince of Roses! Never take a step back! You hide your head and show your tail! Get off me!"

A turbulent ultrasonic shock wave was emitted from the iron armor, like a roar before a battle.

All of a sudden, the glass of the showcase in the auditorium shattered.

Through the repeated resonance of the steel helmet, these terrifying notes hurt Seventh Brother's ears more and more. Her eyes and nostrils began to bleed, and she hid behind the cotton sofa in the auditorium in pain, and her limbs were also unable to move.

Jiang Xueming was impacted by the sound waves, fell from the beam, and dragged Xiaoqi to hide behind the stronger marble countertop.

Xiao Qi was in a daze, and continued to dislike him.

"I'm fine, don't drag me"

Xue Ming could no longer hear any sound. From the broken glass of the showcase, she could see the reflection of Prince Leia. She had already transformed into a bat shape, and her thick membrane wings were covered with a layer of shiny iron scales.

The monster was so aggressive that he took out a two-finger-thick arrow from the display case, which was originally used as a ritual prop for cutting the flesh of newborn babies. At this moment, the blood prince couldn't pull the trigger with his thick knuckles, and abandoned the gun. But he has a lot of skills.

A recurve bow made of soul power and spirit body was thus formed.

Leah's voice became hoarse and heavy: "Hmph, feel the fear! Bugs!"

The two who were hiding behind the marble pedestal had just finished taking medicine when they happened to hear this line.

Xiao Qi raised his hand, and at the same time moved to the back of the pedestal, pointing his middle finger at the enemy.

"Where did she get those lines?"

Xueming wanted to tug on Bai Qingqing's arm, telling her not to be so rough.

Just listen to the strong sound of the bowstring bursting! The big arrow pierced Xiao Qi's palm!

With a clean wound on his wrist, he plunged into the mahogany door of the display cabinet.

The arrow blasted billows of smoke and dust, the sawdust flew everywhere, and the ritual bloodletting knife in the counter jumped out of the counter, almost scratching Xiao Qi's face.

Seventh Brother smiled triumphantly, very vicious - she was holding the half amputated arm that had lost luster and moisture in her hand, and the palm was gone.

"Fortunately, I saved a hand."

finally--

——In the deadly gap when Lia fired her bow again.

Xue Ming ripped away the lion bone from Xiao Qi's waist, and her blood-red eyes lit up in the thick dust.

Out of the darkness bursts a blue storm!

Use the steel mace and make a long stick, and rush straight to the big bat that draws the bow and arrow.

Life and death are in this moment.

The pitch-black arrow flew away from the blood-colored steel string, and was crushed by Xue Ming's stick.

The force of the stick hadn't worn off yet, and the suddenly disconnected steel stick immediately turned into a whip shape, and hit Prince Leia's forehead while hanging upside down.

At that moment, the boss's fingernails almost punched out the blood monster's brain.

At a distance of more than five meters, the stick was divided into four sections again, two fleshy palms held the white stick, and two spirit arms shining with white light held the black stick.

——The hard whip almost smashed the blood bat monster into a pulp.

The moment the soul power dissipated, Prince Leia stared at the enemy viciously. She was abruptly pulled back from the bat form to the human form, her jaw was broken, half of her tongue was bitten by her own teeth, and she couldn't even speak very fluently. She tightly clamped the lion bone Wucun with her belly, and inserted her other hand into the blood pool, quickly replenishing the essence.

"So Daring. So"

The moment the weight of the stick in his hand changed, Jiang Xueming had already abandoned the stick and fled.

Seeing Liya twisting her body and straightening her waist, the hard whip on her belly was still emitting high-temperature flames and emitting foul-smelling smoke.

The long rope woven by the blue lion's mane followed the vampire's strong limbs and swung towards its original owner.

Liya screamed in pain and laughed arrogantly.

"A tooth for a tooth! An eye for an eye! Your weapon is good! Now it's mine!"

When the weak whip hit Xue Ming's side waist, she staggered and staggered, her eyes were lost for a moment, the blood and flesh cut open a fist-sized hole along with her clothes, and ribs, broken bones and burnt bones poured out from the wound. The stinky meat paste rolled into the corridor in response to the impact.

Liya found a gap to breathe, and controlled with exquisite muscles, carefully took out the enemy's weapon from her stomach, she was not afraid of the fire on the stick at all.

"Jiang Xueming! You can't kill me! Behind me is the blood pool that the entire South Sea City has worked so hard to collect for many years! This is the divine power bestowed on me by Our Lady of Grace!"

She held the stick, but didn't know how to use it, and just threw it roughly towards the fleeing target.

"You can't beat my [JOURNEY·旅行]! I am a copper head and iron bone! I am a titanium alloy!"

The unarmed Jiang Xueming didn't say a word. She ran in front of the showcase, using the marble corridor support columns to avoid the sticks.

"Your journey has come to an end, this treasure that cuts iron like mud, can penetrate my soul power, and shatter my bones! I just accept it!"

The voice has not yet fallen——

——from the air burst out a sound like a .22 bullet.

Eight throwing knives pierced into the eye socket of the blood-sucking monster, almost forming a line, smashing Liya's left eye.

"It hurts! Damn it hurts to death! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The knight armor covered Leah's body again, and Soul Might came calling.

This clumsy iron armor slowed down her figure, almost turning her into a live target!

Leah thought that as long as she was wearing thick enough, these ritual knives for disembowelling and bloodletting would not be able to hurt her, but——

——Through the gaps in the armor, dozens of sharp blades penetrated like terrifying magic props, piercing her heart.

When she used her only remaining right eye to observe the ghost-like target running back and forth in the corridor, the moment she lost the ability to focus, she lost the sense of distance and the chance to fight back.

When she threw away the stick, she wanted to open the tower shield again, and be a loyal iron bastard for Our Lady of Grace, even if she couldn't defeat the enemy, she could still use her body and soul to hold the enemy back.

In just one second after the tower shield was formed, four throwing knives pierced through the joints of the plank armor and pierced into her knees.

The thing she couldn't figure out was——

——This guy, what kind of murderous maniac is this guy?

Why does this guy know the structure of human joints, the weakness of armor, and her body, Leah Baratheon, even better than she herself.

When her body was out of balance, Leah still had the slightest illusion.

As long as the tower shield can be formed, as long as [JOURNEY·journey] is still functioning.

These rituals cannot kill her with bloodletting knives—

—These two intruders have no other means.

Backed by the blood pool of Fort Chaderton, her tough bone is invincible!

But the blood prince hiding in the tin can soul power became more and more frightened——

——Because the pain when the clanging blade pierces into the body is not deceiving.

Next to the display cabinet in the big corridor, Xiaoqi and Xueming joined forces and delivered more than 1,200 bloodletting ritual knives to the blood monster. At this moment, Liya experienced firsthand what it means to exceed the standard of heavy metals.

The body that healed quickly was swallowed into the stomach together with the blades. These foreign objects repeatedly destroyed her body following the movement of the muscles, and several knives had already penetrated into the deepest part of the stomach.

As the fierce and fierce flying knife slammed into the cracks of the iron plate again and again, the handle of the knife blocking the road in front was pushed deeper. As long as Liya moved a little, she was so painful that she almost burst into tears. It was churned into a sticky slurry.

Holy Blood

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The Holy Blood of Grace is going out of control!

Without the regeneration ability brought by Mrs. Bai, this physical body might collapse in an instant.

Leah wanted to do something, but found that her body was extremely heavy. However, she held up the shield with one hand and sucked blood from the blood pool with the other. Even straightening her back was an extravagant hope. corner to observe the situation.

——Listen to the rustling of flying knives!

Pieces of cold light hit the gold-plated edge of the blood pool, and the knife hit the alloy floor, which was soft on the outside and hard on the inside, and bounced from behind Liya.

Leah was caught off guard by the weird and insidious trajectory.

At that moment, her body was frozen, and the center of her spine was broken in two.

The moment the tower shield disappeared, the soul power collapsed, and the consciousness faded away——

——The blood prince saw the four-armed Shura in oriental mythology.

The woman was covered in blood, and her fleshy palms were covered with knives.

If it is said that the knives in the hands of magicians or jugglers are mostly six or eight.

In the hands of this terrifying and bizarre evil star, each finger gap is full of three small knives. His dexterous hands are like a special tool tray for carrying knives. There are a total of twenty-four knives in his hands, like an iron peacock with its tail open. .

Those two spirit body arms held high the steel mace, which would fall down at any moment.

The originally dark short hair had been stained dark red by blood, and the woman's eyes were neither happy nor sad, and she could not see any emotion, only a raging, cold will to fight.

The horrific wound on her right rib hadn't been dealt with in time. From the side of the sternum, under the scorched flesh, part of the capillaries in the lung cavity were still agitating as she breathed deeply.

Leah Baratheon said her last words before she died.

"It's so beautiful."

The stick fell with the thunder outside the window!

With just one blow, the monster's blood-sucking arm was broken down to the bone, and the blood pool that was originally calm was shaken by this ferocious blow.

Then came the cruel and cold-blooded execution——

—the blade that fell with the rain pierced Leah Baratheon's other eye and went straight to the front of her forehead.

Xiaoqi hurried to catch up and took away a stick from Xueming's spiritual body arm.

The two joined forces and began to beat the dead but not stiff meatball.

Seventh brother is roaring!

"Your journey! It's over!"