Abyss Express

Foreword:

After suffering setbacks, people will become wiser, but not rich.

[Part① Poison Seeds and Poison Flowers]

In the remote suburbs of Eureka Volcano City.

The lights are dim, the houses are dilapidated, and the favor of King Salary will come to this land after ten o'clock.

In the last deep darkness before dawn, two miserable people squatted in front of an empty building.

They were a man and a woman. The man was a mercenary of the Arctic Fox War Gang. To put it nicely, he was called a mercenary.

The woman is a dancer at No. 113 shop on Xiye Street, a dancer in a gypsy nightclub. To put it nicely, she is called a dancer;

They made an appointment, and when they made enough money, they would buy a house in Eureka and live together as companions.

After living like this for thirty-three years, when the men are decadent and powerless, and the women are old and decrepit. Pay the money to the Charity Association and Huaqi Bank, and pay the full amount to buy the happy home.

But in the end, the building was still unfinished.

The man is optimistic and naive, squatting in front of the ditch of the rough building, shoulder to shoulder with the woman.

"Don't be discouraged! My dear! I will pay the salary directly to the landlord after the boss pays!"

"I've got a job! I can live in the landlord's house! I can kill two birds with one stone! Isn't it genius?!"

The woman is pessimistic and depressed, leaning on the man and holding hands with him.

"I'm so at a loss. What's the point of working so hard to make money?"

"I don't understand, what did I do wrong?"

"Is this retribution? But sometimes there are not so many options."

"Every few months, I come to see it"

She hugged her lover's arm and pointed to the unfinished building.

"For money, I lie on the ground and shake my butt. For money, I have suffered so much humiliation, but I can't help but imagine that one day."

Her nails almost dug into her lover's arm, and she was about to catch blood.

"In case it gets better one day, let's decorate the house together, you move the tables and chairs, and I'll fix the window grilles—"

Immediately afterwards, there was a vicious curse.

"—Many people call me a rotten ass! I hate it so much!"

This is just one of the countless beings in Eureka Volcano.

The fateful mandarin ducks have not noticed that under the slowly rising fireball in the city center, there are dozens of strange demon stars flying along with it. The red butterfly avatar will slowly transform the city into a paradise for crazy butterflies.

At that time, all injustices and injustices, all goodness or evil, all beauty or ugliness, whether they are perpetrators or victims, whether they are prey or hunters, will turn into pure essence and turn into rolling red waves.

The concentration of spiritual disasters is rising rapidly. From the southeast direction of the Blue Lake Development Zone, in the lake surrounded by egrets in the villa area of ​​the rich, an elevator rises up. This is the exit of the White Ape.

Wen Bucai frowned, and walked out pushing a heavy motorcycle.

He was wearing a Morpho suit, with bullets in order, and a new stick he forged for himself. He looked at the city in the far distance. The bright red sky seemed to indicate that some kind of extremely evil life had come.

"Chef! What's that?"

The anonymous people in the theater looked around blankly, and could see the blood-red stars falling from the dome of the devil palace.

Bu Meteor's tone was anxious and anxious, and he could feel the concentration of spiritual disasters in the environment soaring——

——Jason Megan took out paper reading notes and a mobile phone from his carry-on backpack at the same time.

His lapis lazuli was shining, and his extraordinary inspiration allowed him to glimpse the corner of a giant tower of flesh and blood. In the ravines of the Pompeii sea, there seemed to be hidden great lives that had never shown up, echoing it!

"This is the incarnation of the crazy butterfly!"

Before the words fell, Jason only felt a sharp pain in his eyes. He hid in the explosion-proof wall of the military depot, and he should be four kilometers away from the nearest avatar butterfly. It's time to destroy Mr. Jason's fragile nerves!

He was screaming and wailing, and he stood upright all of a sudden, the mask of the morpho suit popped up, showing a frightened expression, and red blood flowed from his mouth and nose.

But Anonymous's colleagues are no strangers to it.

It's normal for this old boy to burst into capillaries and bleed whenever he encounters a mythical unit.

Jason's little waiter, Katyusha, had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and gave the employer's psychic WIFI. Twenty-four lapis lazulis were torn from Jason's wrist, and he immediately woke up.

He covered his mouth and nose in despair, spat it out in front of everyone, sprinkled the delicacies from the White Ape cafeteria on the street outside the theater, and evenly smeared it on the bluestone bricks along with the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

After only a short ten seconds, Jason immediately cheered up, pulled down his helmet again, and turned on the radio to notify all departments.

Jason's hasty and nervous explanation came from the blue-gold wolf-patterned helmet.

"This is the incarnation of a mad butterfly! I don't know what psychic medium Conquer Johnny used to create it! I've seen this vicious Reiatsu feature more than once."

"The Holy Blood of Grace requires a stable environment, and the continuous supply of human flesh can maintain the strong body of the host. Many degraded transfer stations have lost their original names, because these places are no longer inhabitable and need to be re-explored."

"And these towns had traces of the rampant madness of the Butterfly Sacred Church before. They used various rituals and evil methods to perform [unification] sacrifices and gave a large amount of essence to the Maddie Butterfly. The situation is slightly better, but it has become a city. The dead city has become nothing more than a scarlet morpho butterfly spreading Vita's brand."

"It's as bad as it gets. There's [Avatar]—"

"—Psykers in the ritual are unwilling to [unify], and they will become extremely strong individuals. These mythological units are different from disaster beasts. They collect the elemental energy in the ritual, and their destructive power and vitality are extremely strong. It can directly destroy the mind of Homo sapiens and transform flesh and blood into crazy butterflies. It is the messenger of the gods."

Jiang Xueming asked on the radio: "Do you have combat records?"

Jason Megan: "Very few! It's been a long time! Only written records."

Jiang Xueming: "I want to know how to kill them. I can't find the word [Incarnation Butterfly] in "All Things Cracked"."

Jason Megan: "Because it is not a disaster beast, it is a natural disaster! It is more like a weather phenomenon! It is an unstoppable natural disaster! The last time people met [Avatar Butterfly] at the unknown junction was a hundred The attacking team many years ago, when they encountered this kind of thing, the best way to deal with it was to escape, wait until the psionic tide in the area returned to calm, and wait until the flesh and blood were transformed, and these mythical high-energy life units lost their food, and they would return to In the embrace of the primordial seed."

A brief silence lasted for a few seconds.

Mr. Jason is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. His reading notes are like a dictionary. His unique way of storing knowledge is to carry the catalog of the secret library with him. As long as he sees the name of the book, he can probably recall the details. For the content that needs to be consulted, immediately switch to the mobile phone to search the electronic version.

"Yes! The reason why it is a natural disaster is that where [incarnate butterflies] appear, there will inevitably be primordial seeds!"

Jason drew out his dagger and began to draw on the long street of Theater Street.

"Whether it's an earthquake, a tsunami, or a cave collapse, the devil's tentacles will protrude from the depths of the ground, like the branches of the world tree, to welcome the envoy back home."

[Part② Angels and Apostles]

Just now his inspiration broke out, in the deep ditch of the Pompeii sea, there is a huge life similar to that in the Niflheim ditch.

That's Mother Earth's hair, her organ of communication with the outside world.

"All kinds of elemental polymers created by Incarnate Butterfly, whether they are scattered little butterflies, or [Apostles] like flesh and blood chimeras - must be returned to the original seed in the end, and she will personally inspect and accept the batch goods."

Jason finally finished drawing the high-speed photography in his mind——

——Counting from the seaside street to the past four large ports as the background, a huge black mountain range protrudes from the sea of ​​Pompeii, and the golden spherical lightning converges into eyes, just like nerve synapses gathered together.

It is almost several thousand meters high. The complex and criss-crossed tooth peaks are like the hair of a giant beast. The irregular and indescribable sarcomas are swaying with the waves, trying to cover the entire sky.

Fifteen [angels] will lead countless red morpho butterflies to the mother's arms slowly.

The seaside beach faces the Pompeii sea. There are almost thousands of flesh and blood deformities of different sizes. These [Apostles] are inferior creations of the brand of Vita. fit.

Every baby is born with an umbilical cord and is a chimera for a while.

With the development of genetic engineering detection technology in modern society, it is also found that a very small number of mature chimeras exist around us. They have two different DNAs—people who have undergone bone marrow transplantation are artificial chimeras.

The [Apostles] Jason mentioned are the psykers who are still alive in Eureka Volcanic City. If these psykers are attacked by the [Avatar Butterfly], their essences will merge and fuse together, and they will become like [Thousand Skulls], the flesh-and-blood grotesque limbs, is also the strange life created by the envoy.

A deathly silence hung over Anonymous' radio station.

The time is short, and everyone is waiting for Jason Megan to finish his strategic intelligence.

They need to know more information, know the characteristics of these enemies, and try their best to adapt to the powerful spiritual pressure of the seaside road.

"That is to say, all ordinary citizens here should be evacuated?" Haspen asked on the radio: "How much time do we have?"

Jason Megan replied: "I don't know! There are too few materials that can be found in the archives!"

Tangning followed up and asked, "How did you manage the transfer station at the deserted junction?"

Jason said: "There is no way. Once the brand of Weta starts to spread, a large number of White Lady's products will be needed to cure infectious diseases. Even if there is equipment to block the virus, ordinary people will go crazy if they stay in this place for a long time."

Jiang Xueming came to the pattern drawn by Jason.

"You mean, we need to get rid of [Avatar Butterfly] as soon as possible, and get rid of these fifteen mythical units?"

Jason nodded, his tone serious.

"leader."

This is the first time he has called Xue Ming the leader, and I just hope it won't be the last.

"According to the records and understandable descriptions that can be found in the secret library - they are not afraid of sunlight, nor are they afraid of iron objects. The brave human beings slashed with their knives, but were wounded by their own swords. Their vitality is extremely strong, and they can quickly find fresh It is like a cockroach with a bottle of panacea hanging on it, giving injections all the time. Maybe only the flowing flame like water can be poured into the bodies of these monsters."

Xue Ming: "Can it be chopped up? How about frying it into dozens of pieces? Cutting it in half?"

Jason nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, yes, yes! Yes! There is this example! In myths and legends, Van Cleef's human partner, the broadsword ranger, once killed [Avatar Butterfly]. The blade of the sword, burnt into golden red in the volcanic lava, cut the terrifying ghost in two, and sealed all life before the wound was glued and healed."

"Understood, flame enchantment." Xue Ming sat next to Jason, not in a hurry at all, meaning that he sharpened the knife and did not miss the woodcutter: "Are there any other characteristics?"

"You must not lose!" Jason emphasized emphatically: "You must not lose! If the primordial seed is allowed to climb ashore, there will not be any survivors left in this city-you know how the hybrid beasts come from Your Ursine student, and the Arakkoa, the little shark of the White Ape"

"Their ancestors are all residents of the dead city who have experienced the sacrifice ceremony. They survived the sacrifice activities of the crazy butterflies. These cheap blood-granting units can't find food, so they can only drink blood and eat wild animals. After the Holy Blood of Grace got out of control, it became a lycanthropy patient—some lucky ones were able to regain their sanity, receive treatment, and reintegrate into human society, leaving behind the children of the beast hybrid.”

"They are the witnesses of the tombstones. If we can't defeat these incarnation butterflies, the primordial seeds that emerge from the sea, from the ground, and from deeper rock crevices will turn everyone into fleshy flowers. People in the surrounding areas can survive by luck, but there will be no peace for the rest of their lives, and they will suffer from mental harm."

Bu Meteor: "Then hit these bastards flying!"

Jiang Xueming blew his whistle, which meant assembly——

——Shadows fell from all over the house. Among the fleeing crowd outside the street, two familiar faces squeezed in. It was Tang Ning and Husband who had returned.

There were sporadic gunshots in the distance, and blood-red butterflies could be seen rising from the mid-air of the community from time to time-the time left for Anonymous was running out.

"Meteor, you and I exchange equipment." Jiang Xueming handed Beloberg to his brother and brought the Iron Knight.

Bu Liuxing raised the big sword, but he didn't know the intention of the eldest brother.

Xue Ming almost used both hands and mouth, giving orders to everyone present at the same time.

Fingers are flying on the keyboard of the radio terminal, and the language conveys other instructions in multiple lines.

"According to Jason Megan's archives, Meteor can use Beloberg to severely injure Incarnation Butterfly. I believe you are no weaker than the legendary Broadsword Ranger—we need to split up and curb the activities of these mythological units one by one. Use any explosives in the surrounding shops and houses, the heavy firepower of the arsenal, and find a way to kill these freaks."

"The Morphosuit's protection is BR-4, but it can only protect against bullets, and it cannot defend against the erosion of Vita's brand and the impact of spiritual energy. Therefore, Robert Downing, I want you to leave this city immediately and find a way to contact the boss. Let the emergency summons from the Nine Realms ring, we need reinforcements, notify Mr. Wen Bucai to quickly rush to the scene for disaster relief, and let the armored troops open the blockade of the Eureka Canyon pass."

"Others—the terrain map has already appeared on the multimedia panel of your Morpho suit. This is the tactical map I drew. It has most of the food shop marks, and can find deadly fire sources. There are some electrical equipment, oil and gas stations and gas stations. The red and blue lines of the pipeline."

"The location of the armory is on the southwest side of the city. I used the triangulation method of the spiritual disaster indicator to make a simple radar, which can show the closest avatar butterflies to you, but now you can also find their positions with the naked eye, or Flying in the sky, or hiding in the mad butterfly."

"They are not invincible. Although there is no combat record of modern firepower and [Avatar Butterfly] confrontation, it is impossible for human beings to live longer and return. There is a Russian PG-7VR in the arsenal, and there is an RPG7 family barrel. Compression bombs can definitely kill them, but there are not many in stock, only twelve rounds. The key point is how to cut off their wings and let them eat these firepower obediently. Xiaoqi, you have to find a way to transport these things to your partners, so that They finish the final blow - don't touch the two Leopard tanks in the Snowy Owl Armory, those tanks can't run the entire city, can't catch up with the flying units, and are likely to be stopped by good citizens, causing unnecessary casualties."

"Action, action now."

Xueming emphasized——

"——We are very unfamiliar with the two units of Incarnation Butterfly and Apostle, but we don't have time to find their dead door slowly. This situation is very dangerous"

The vehicles on the scene began to operate, and no one spoke on the team channel, and everyone knew what the gunsmith meant.

The vehicles rushed out of the alleys of the long theater street, and then ran to various parts of the city to find the incarnation butterflies and fight against the incarnation of the devil.

Xueming added on the radio.

"I hope to see you again alive, friends."