Abyss Express

Chapter 526 Extra Game ①·The fragrant flowers of sad hell attract the soul

The battle on cruise ship No. 1 has entered a fever pitch, with two armed helicopters monitoring the skeleton dragon's every move under the blazing sun.

It is already at the end of its strength, and the brothers in the war group have no chance to intervene in this level of immortal fighting. They can only deliver various weapons to the VIPs in the decisive battlefield.

Wen Bucai walked through various cabins of the warship, trying to avoid the skeleton dragon's powerful claw attacks and spiritual fire breath. This weird undead life is not much stronger than the Rot Dragon Favna. Without the support of muscles, it can't even fly and can only crawl on the river bed.

"then!"

A dark mist appeared in the corridor next to the recreation room, and good friend Jack sent a missile launcher.

Wen Bucai got out of the room the moment he got the weapon——

——The blue spiritual fire surged into the entire entertainment room, burning the resin billiard balls until they began to melt.

"What kind of guidance does this thing use?" Wen Bucai ran towards the control room.

"I don't know!" Two pelicans and waterfowl held Jack's body in their mouths and dragged the tattered glass man out of the corridor. "After you die, you can call the gunsmith from the underworld. Maybe he can tell you something. Joke from hell, tell you how to use this thing!”

Wen Bucai: "Fuck! You are so talented!"

The armed helicopter used MiniGun in mid-air to try to suppress the Skeleton Dragon with firepower, but these weak machine gun bullets seemed to have little effect.

On the contrary, the Skeleton Dragon tilted its head and spit out blue flames from its gray-white rotten mouthpiece, turning into a huge fire fan. The moment the hot flames rushed towards the helicopter, the machine gunner of the battle group pulled it up fiercely. At the hatch, the helicopter was scorched by flames, and the hot air carried the fuselage all the way to the sky. Fortunately, there were no casualties.

Jack got up again and ran to the stern deck of the ship with the two pelicans in his arms. The underwater frogman troops were trying to execute the attack plan in another space. The armored vehicles beside the dock had been delivering equipment to Jack.

"VIP! This is all we can do!" said the leader of the battle group on the shore, supporting his staff officer. Next to him, there were two teams who had just stepped off the personnel carrier and began to vomit due to the reiatsu environment. Trembling soldiers.

They hung the ammunition box on the sling and sent it to the stern of the ship together with the weapon bag. They only hoped to help the unarmed dragon-slaying warriors on the ship. Except for individuals with extremely strong willpower, in this spiritual pressure environment, they could not even shoot with guns. Can't do it.

At this moment, a bright red marker bullet was shot from the high point of the warship——

——Wen Bucai finally understood the purpose of this thing.

It hit the skeleton dragon's eye socket, causing the giant beast's head to tilt and fall toward the stern of the ship.

Its mouth and tongue were still spitting out flames, washing across the stern deck. The moment Jack rushed out of the deck, the pair of Pelican brothers in his hand immediately turned into a bird-burning meal.

"No! My darlings!—"

The high temperature of thousands of degrees baked little Jack's hands into sparkling glass. There were tears in the corners of his eyes and the corners of his mouth. He hid beside the red iron beam and shouted loudly.

"Kill this beast!"

A dense shelling erupted from the buildings in the Bay Area.

It was an artillery array that was good at using long-range heavy firepower. It was a 75mm field cannon brought by good friends from the Snow Mastiff Chapter. These World War I antiques had a simple structure, were light and reliable.

The greetings from Rheinmetall a hundred years ago were divided into forty-five cannonballs that hit the skeleton dragon's torso like raindrops. Following the guidance of the marked bullets, these attacks would smash the giant beast to pieces.

"WuHuuuuu!" Wen Bucai saw the moment when thousands of flowers bloomed in the fire and broken iron——

——He called Hunwei to remove a red-hot iron beam from the hot steel frame. This steel beam was four meters long and as thick as an arm.

The moment when the skeleton dragon collapses is the perfect opportunity to kill the demon.

The titanium-plated steel seal of the Mechanical Tooth King Whale fell together with the helmet. The brave and skilled VIP flew forward along the skeleton dragon's toes and claws, sprinting towards the dragon's head with his spiritual body.

"[Alcoholism·Drunken Mania]! Let's end it!"

The black spirit body burst out with blue light, and the spade mark once again appeared on this powerful incarnation. It clung to Wen Bucai, like a fearless warrior charging on horseback, with the hot lance in his arms. It crashed into the skeleton dragon's other eye without any hindrance!

The hot steel beam penetrated its head and pierced out from the top of its skull, and the originally shining spiritual fire gradually extinguished.

The frogmen soldiers underwater had just finished attaching explosives and scattered away, hiding at a safe distance from the dock. The corpse of the dragon was seriously injured again.

The docks and ships along the coast were washed up on the beach by sudden waves. The fishing boats in the distance were in disaster. Even the fishermen became the unlucky ones. The fishing boats were torn in half by the power of these underwater explosives.

This is the end of the mythical creature, the hundred-foot-tall, invincible organism of ancient legend. It was unable to withstand the bombardment equipment of a hundred years ago, and it was no different from a beast when faced with these psykers who used heavy firepower.

Jack Martin held the roasted pelican in his arms, tore off the roasted bird leg meat and put it in his mouth, watching it with relish.

"It's so crazy! Energetic! Domineering!"

"The duel between you and me has reached the final round!"

Victor the little fox stepped on the neck of Clark's horse, grabbed the horse's mane, and pointed to another opponent on the theater stage.

That's Curator Damian Katz riding a brown bear——

——That strong bear is his assistant Dashan.

"From the blood-red sunset over the Grand Canyon in 1840!"

The little fox hugged a small leather drum and beat out notes that encouraged the decisive battle.

"And then to the intrigue between the Perfume Bottle Gang and the cannibal demon!"

The pretty and gorgeous reception girls everywhere turned into human-faced spiders and climbed onto the stage. At this moment, the beasts and psychics in the exhibition gathered under the stage to watch the fun.

There are more or less [Devil's Orders] written by Victor on them, and they must not join this holy knight's competition.

"One hundred and ninety-two years of grudges will come to an end here! Come on! Damian Katz!"

The war horse restlessly stood in place, circling around the stage.

Curator Damian saw the miserable appearance of his old friend Sandra. She was knocked unconscious by this heroic horse, her sternum was broken and her life was hanging by a thread!

He couldn't remove the soul power [Beast in Clothes] at this moment, otherwise the mount under his crotch would also lose this blood-granting divine power--unexpectedly, Clark Shawn turned into a horse! He actually has such strong physical strength!

The gorilla family of three was in the front row of the stage. The father and his two children were beating the wooden floor of the stage, shouting and making noises. It seemed that they were imprisoned by the curator Damian's soul power, and they were performing a poor performance of humans pretending to be animals. , I have sold myself and my life for so many years, and accumulated a lot of resentment - I finally have the opportunity to pay for it with blood!

The little fox Victor held a pen as a sword, his eyes as hot as fire.

In the next second, the horse galloped and sprinted towards the strong brown bear!

Damian Katz commanded his assistant to stand up on two feet, trying to use his sharp front paws to restrain the horse's brute force.

The little fox Victor shouted loudly: "The brave man wins when we meet on a narrow road - you lost!"

After running and accelerating for more than ten meters, this was not a collision with the same level of impact. How could the brown bear stop a car that was traveling at full speed? Clark Shawn buried his head forward. Just like his stubborn and arrogant character, this iron-headed boy's head was really too iron-[Beast in Clothes] liberated his nature and gave him a pair of hard horse bones. Er's forehead rushed into the big bear's chest, denting the beast's chest again.

Not enough, not just that!

Clark took up the brown bear's fat body and rushed against the side wall of the theater with Damian Katz!

A big hole opened up in the belly of cruise ship No. 4! The solid ship plank was smashed by the horse, and Clark rushed to the dock from this complex and terrifying mystery museum with blood on his head!

Damian Katz was seriously injured. He was almost broken by the brute force of this mythical unicorn, and his consciousness left his body. The brown bear assistant was killed on the spot, his waist and spine were broken into two parts, and he became a puddle of meat in the clothing store.

When Clark came to his senses, he had returned to his human form. Naked, his face was covered with blood, and he stood in the rain with his head dazed. The roar of the skeleton dragon could be heard in the distance, which was the scream before death.

"You did a good job! Clark!" Mr. Victor, no, it should be called Ms. Victor.

Ms. Victor carefully avoided the glass shards in the clothing store, found the complete wedding dress from the nearest position, and put it on her body.

Clark Shawn frowned, as if he still couldn't believe it all. He just felt that this journey was too dreamy——

——This is the gunsmith and the teacher of the crying general.

Victor has become a woman, but she is still so mean and arrogant. It seems that everything cannot be judged by her. Even if she goes to a clothing store to choose clothes, she must choose the most expensive and most beautiful one.

But as long as he can catch her eye, he will definitely become a material that can be made and become a star of tomorrow.

At this moment, Clark had a bold idea.

"Ms. Victor"

He was almost fascinated by this devil-like person and this gender-neutral charm.

"I want to pursue you. With all due respect, I want to kiss you! I want to"

At this moment, at this moment, the bloodhound followed the employer's scent and saw a burly half-wolf falling between the buildings.

The bright red hair on Victor's body finally faded away, and a pair of fox ears returned to human form. She shook off her curly blond hair and took the waiter's hand——

"——What did you just say? Clark?! I didn't hear you clearly?"

Ms. Bloodhound was searching for enemies in the clothing store. She was convinced that Damian Katz would no longer have the strength to fight back. She called other Chapter soldiers to clean up the battlefield. When those golden eyes stared at Clark, she felt Clark revealing The mating pheromones come out.

Ms. Bloodhound immediately said: "It's the enemy! It's time to disembowel him!"

Ms. Victor tightened her grip: "No! This young man is"

Before she could finish speaking——

——Clark, who had completed his evolution, felt the surging killing intent and ran away as fast as he could.

This is very true. In nature, no matter how affectionate a couple is, when they encounter a predator, they will fly apart when disaster strikes. What's more, Clark's brain was only controlled by his lower body for a short time, and his heartbeat for a moment was definitely not as good as the threat of death. It could shatter this absurd illusion.

He was naked and running wildly on the sunny Bay Area pier, like an uncivilized naked ape. He couldn't find suitable clothes to cover up his ugly appearance. The brothers in the war group took out their mobile phones one after another to send this exterminator of Sun Castle. Demon warriors make headlines.

The Bloodhound returned to her human form. She was neatly dressed in military uniform. Looking at Victor's wedding dress, she felt that the atmosphere was right.

"I really couldn't find any other clothes." Victor tried to explain: "So I chose the signature items from this store's booth, which also counts as a free model for the store. Don't think I have ulterior motives."

"Ah, that's right." Bloodhound pouted and wiped the old scars on her face - she had always kept them. As a VIP waiter, the eyebrow scars and chin injuries were all caused when protecting VIPs. , to be used as an excellent bargaining chip for emotional offensive.

Victor wanted to hug each other with both hands, but suddenly realized that his left hand was not very responsive——

——She wore wedding gloves, and the silk was connected with the rough half-wolf hair. Even if the bloodhound had returned to human form, the silk fabric seemed to have returned to the other party's subcutaneous tissue along with the werewolf's hair, and it was impossible to separate it. .

Under the influence of Salary King Mads, two rainbows appeared in the artificial rainfall in Sun Castle, and a third dazzling rainbow light was about to shine.

"What's your real name?" Ms. David Victor was controlled by hormones, the sentimentality of this female body, and the brain was dominated by this wonderful feeling.

The bloodhound tilted his head and leaned against the bride: "I was born in the spring, and my parents named me Irene. What's wrong? You want my name because you want to put a curse on me? Ms. Victor?"

Victor took a deep breath and picked up his pocket bag. The WALKMAN inside was in pieces.

She was unable to protect her amulet, and the enstatite shattered in half.

She took out half of it, feeling a little hasty, so she added a ritual and took the earrings matching the wedding dress and used them as rings.

The psychic tide of Hell's Highway melted the glass glue and created a pair of rings.

"Kneel down and beg me! Beg me to marry you! Erin!"

Victor is still the arrogant and somewhat cute person, regardless of gender.

"Oh! Oh oh oh! Oh! -" The bloodhound was so mad that he tore down the door of the clothing store and used brute force to twist off the handle. These horrific behaviors scared Victor's face and turned pale. She thought the waiter was going to break her legs again.

So Victor immediately changed his thinking and roles.

"So Erin!"

The bride got down on one knee and formally proposed.

"will you marry me?"

The Bloodhound peeled off his armor and prepared to hug this cute little sweetheart tightly.

Victor immediately said: "You have to follow the rules! Step by step!"

They wanted to hug each other, but were separated by this procedure.

A sigh came from afar——

——Wen Bucai and Jack each held a pelican, clapped their legs and lamented.

"Oh! You can kiss her directly! Does the beast still care whether the beauty agrees or not? I like to watch women kiss women the most!"

Jack Martin whistled loudly——

"——Keep going like this! I'm going to finish all my snacks! Hurry up! Hurry up!"

The boss got out from between the two people's shoulders and pulled a chicken wing from Wen Bucai's barbecue. The god of the family was more anxious than anyone else.

"Yes! Kiss me! Just go ahead and kiss me!"