Abyss Express

Chapter t.6 Who Are You·Who are you?

[Part ①·Suffering and Hard Fighting]

"You won't survive two rounds."

Meteor climbed up with his sword in hand and issued an attack declaration to his opponent.

"That's why I smell the stink on you! It's the smell of a blood-giving monster!"

"This smell slowly emerged from my body."

"So damn annoying!"

Old Bones: "It's an eye for an eye provocation and a tooth for a tooth counterattack. Mr. Derek Jokic, in the next two rounds, you have to face the wrath of the crying general."

The one-horned warrior quietly disappeared——

——Bu Meteor released [Wham Rap·Mr. Wham]’s special psychic ability. His next attack will not be hindered by his own soul power. The duel contract between him and Old Bones has expired, and he can freely choose the target to attack.

Heavy and steady steps crushed benches and kicked off cabinet doors. What seemed like a long run-up jump actually brought the meteor into the air in just two or three seconds - this was what he was best at.

Find the high point, take advantage of your weight and weapons, and use all your muscles to combine with the huge potential energy generated by the charge to perform a jumping chop!

The dice slipped from Meteor's inner pocket along his clothes, and when it hit the ground, it left a not-so-lucky [7] point.

Derek Jokic's faceoff result was [13], and the old man had good luck.

Under the interference of the soul power of [Sing For Me·Sing For Me], what will happen at this moment?

The tailor old man was so frightened that he almost lost his mind when faced with the powerful attack. He had no time to dodge. General Crying was like a human cannonball, borrowing the power of the table, chair, cabinet door and the wall to jump from top to bottom. The charge jump chop is so fast! So cruel!

But the result was unsatisfactory. Belloberg was firmly chopped on the ceiling beam of the porch, and fell down with his meteor body - he jumped too high!

Old Bones covered his face, unable to see with his eyes: "Ah, it must be very painful."

It really hurt. Axing felt like his spine was about to break. First, his legs slipped forward and his vest hit the floor hard. Then his unbalanced body led Beloberg to tackle and took Derek out. On the porch, the two rolled onto the lawn outside the church door, their bodies covered with bruises and bruises.

When Meteor got up, he saw that the little finger and ring finger of his right hand were broken and crooked.

Derek Jokic was shoveled away by the Crying General. He fell further, but did not suffer much trauma. He was panting and looking at the enemy close at hand with lingering fear.

Old Bones slowly floated out of the cloakroom, and Meteor's turn was over.

"Crying general, you have to fulfill your promise in the next round. What you say sometimes becomes a knife stabbing yourself - it makes you feel ashamed, and it makes you lose patience."

Meteor wanted to say something, but he could no longer speak.

[Sing For Me·Sing For Me] The terrifying spiritual energy displayed at the moment of settlement of the confrontation die has far exceeded Meteor's cognition——

——This seems to be a power that transcends the boundaries of time and space and can tamper with cause and effect at will.

He had clearly passed the eighteenth step, and had perfectly used his hard-learned sword skills to make a full step forward and maintain his posture in the air, which was a perfectly timed slash.

But just because of a dice! Belloberg actually chopped down the steel beam of the ceiling? !

He doubted himself more than once——

——Did I not observe the environment carefully? Am I being careless?

——Belloberg can’t cut the crossbar? A crack was cut in the caisson ceiling of the church, but the sword was blocked by this beam? The moment the dice hit the ground, my fate was completely taken over by Gloria Sebastian! ?

No matter how hard you try, no matter how you struggle, even if a three-year-old child throws the dice, it seems that with enough luck, he can defeat the strongest martial arts master in the world.

"It's my turn." Mr. Derek stammered when he spoke. He was frightened by the power of the crying general.

"Hehehehe."

He sneered dryly, trying to give himself some courage.

"I didn't expect your spirit body to be so powerful."

"Don't worry, I won't use my spirit body to get close to you again!"

"If I take one more punch, I'm afraid [The Grand Design·Great Design] will lose his soul and I will lose for sure!"

"Crying General! How much more blood can you bleed?! If this attack works! You will lose mobility due to excessive blood loss, right!?"

A sharp spinning shuttle was thrown out from Derek's hand!

With just one action wheel, his exquisite and swift skills brought out thirty-two deadly hidden weapons.

These projectiles were almost in the shape of a hemisphere, stabbing at the vital points of the stationary meteor——

——They stopped in mid-air, and the nearest spinning shuttle was only fifteen centimeters away from Ah Xing’s eyes.

"You have defeated fear!" Old Bones applauded Mr. Derek's masterpiece: "In this high-pressure environment, you are still able to calmly judge the situation, use your professional skills, and make beautiful attacks that push the enemy into despair! Then it will Did it work? Roll the dice!”

The moment Derek lost his mobility, he still kept throwing. He had no defense and no plan for cooperation in the next round. The dice came out of his cuffs and finally got [8] points.

Meteor was covered in cold sweat as he slid the dice out of his collar. When he saw the enemy's color roll, he felt a little lucky in his heart. As long as it was larger than [8], he would be immune to this attack.

But the result was still unsatisfactory. His dice rolled into the weeds on the ground. It was originally going to [20], but in the end it stopped at [1]. The dice surface was skewed like this, relying on a delicate thread. beside the blades of grass.

"Ah," Old Bones said with regret on his face: "It's just a little bit short, crying general. It's a pity that it's just a little bit short. The same is true for life. It's as thin as young grass, and it becomes as thin as a gossamer if you exert a little force."

"Pfft!——"

The woven iron shuttle was firmly inserted into Meteor's body!

He can hardly do any effective defense! Because the offensive behavior in the last round must recall [Wham Rap·Mr. Wham], Derek's attack worked and it hit a critical hit!

Meteor had four spindles pierced into his face, blinding one eye on the spot. The cold iron rod pierced his eyeball, rupturing the vitreous body of his eyeball and spurting out blood. He felt like part of his brain tissue was being squeezed!

A big bright red hand emerges from the skull. [Wham Rap·Mr. Wham], who has not yet made an oath to protect himself, has no duel partner and is frantically trying to save himself. However, it is so weak that it can only shoot these deadly sharp arrows. It is blocked near the fragile skull and cannot protect the flesh of the eye socket.

There were six holes in his heart and lungs, his forearms, arms and legs were all covered with bloody holes, and the thick spinning shuttle almost squeezed the muscles! Derek Jokic's dart throwing technique coupled with the blood-granting monster power can hit a terrifying bullet speed of 130 meters per second!

There is blood all over the floor! With the meteor as the center point, radiating traces of blood spurted out four to five meters away - he was dying and completely on the doorstep of death!

He couldn't even hold Belloberg, and he was running out of strength. Although he was only two or three meters away from Derek, he could no longer get closer to the target.

If [Wham Rap·Mr. Wham] is used to attack Derek Jokic, the damage it can cause is very limited. And in the subsequent action rounds, Hunwei will regard this enemy as a duel target, and only use this tattered body to cause some damage. This is the duel rule of [Wham Rap·Mr. Wham Rap], and it is also my soul. !

There is no layer of flesh on the left hand, it has lost too much blood, it has become cold, and it does not obey orders.

Where's the right hand? Without two fingers, I can't even hold the sword. It's dragging down Beloberg!

I still have a panacea in my pocket, but if I don't pull out these textile shuttles, even if I finish stopping the bleeding, I still don't have the strength to kill the enemy with one blow and end the battle! The body will be dragged down by these stasis, swelling, abscesses and blood clots!

Step into the shooting star! clam down!

I can't see clearly with my right eye! You have lost your ability to judge distance! We can no longer lose our fighting instinct!

Think about it! How to fulfill your promise! How to defeat this monster in this round!

Watch carefully, watch carefully.

[Part②·Deceive the devil]

At this time, Meteor suddenly turned his head and looked at the entrance of the porch.

He looked at the girl who had been following Derek Jokic——

——The singer's costumes were a little weird. From the beginning, Meteor felt that the father and daughter were horribly and strangely thin.

He has been watching stage plays with Bumei's mother since he was a child. He has seen a lot of costumes and props on actors, but he has never seen such a close-fitting, exquisitely cut and seamless skirt. It is like a parasite, clinging tightly to this body. On the little singer.

Thinking of this, Meteor suddenly twisted his body and exerted force, splattering more blood from the wounds on his waist and abdomen.

The skin and muscle fibers attached to Beloberg and his arms are affected by [The Grand Design·Great Design] and continue to function, restricting Meteor's upper body movements - Meteor almost slays himself with a sword, holding a big sword. Put it on the shoulder of your right arm.

The blade began to glow, and the nearly a thousand-degree temperature quickly melted the flesh and blood. Since the little finger and ring finger of the right hand were fractured, this process was smooth.

Old Bones also became dull, and he couldn't understand what the crying general was trying to do.

Meteor wants to cut off this arm and free Shirakami's sharp blade.

He only has one chance -

—Derek Jokic’s daughter is dead!

He sees clearly and thinks clearly.

The fabric material of the singer's costume is almost exactly the same as the "flesh and blood fabric" of his twisted hands and arms. It is a piece of clothing that tightly fits the fascia and bones and is rewoven with muscle cortex! This is also part of [The Grand Design·Great Design], the soul of Derek Jokic!

The moment Belloberg cut off his arm and separated the flesh, no dice appeared.

The old tailor's face turned pale, and he was once again suffering from the mental damage caused by the spiritual trauma.

Next! The hot sword blade emits bursts of green smoke, and with this arm, Meteor throws Belloberg out!

The old tailor could only watch helplessly! He tried to roll the opposed die, but couldn't do anything! Because the big sword was not aimed at him at all, but at the singer!

His greatest work! The most talented design!

His most precious daughter, Christina Tang! His pet peeve!

Under Beloberg's beating and cutting, the sword blade slashed into the zombie singer's shoulder, neck, and belly, almost cutting it in two!

A ball of black twine emerged from the singer's dress, and was torn into rags by the hot red sword!

Meteor's action round ended, but Derek Jokic couldn't move anymore!

His soul power was severely damaged and he was unable to maintain his basic form. He fell into a state of death and stepped into the gate of hell.

His body was shaking, his face was pale, his eyelids were drooped, he almost fainted on the spot, his heart was broken, and he knelt down on the turf.

"The outcome has been decided." Old Bones tapped the castanets lightly, and Derek's turn of action was about to end.

Returning to Meteor's round again, he drank the panacea and began to pull out the textile shuttle from his body. At this moment, he defeated fate and escaped from the devil's terrifying claws.

After regaining his energy, there were still more than twenty round holes in his clothes, and there were blood-stained iron shuttles all over the floor.

Mr. Derek remained motionless, skipping the action wheel again——

——Until Belloberg returned to his shoulders and placed it around his neck.

Meteor threw the dice of fate, and the result was [15] points.

Derek's good use ran out, and the result was [5] points.

The big sword was swung and the head moved.

Old Bones put away the castanets, and everything continued to operate as usual, returning to the normal flow of time.

Miss Christina's body finally fell down on the porch. Her body was stiff. When she fell back onto the stairs, her skin cracked. The moment her father's spirit power failed, many white ladies came out of this stinky zombie. Derek Jokic used the power of his soul to turn his daughter into a doll - using the power of holy blood and spiritual bodies to allow her to continue to "live" as a zombie.

Meteor's right arm has just grown out, and it hasn't had time to grow nails or hair.

He was still frightened. Looking at Derek's headless body, he could not imagine how the father and daughter got to where they are today. What story happened to them?

"It's a pity" Old Bones came to the crying general and pulled the winner up: "Dongma Port has lost a good tailor."

The topaz textured bones felt very strange in his fingers. Meteor heard the old bones continue to say: "It's also very lucky that there is one less sad person in Dongma Port. Everything will return to dust, and dust will return to dust."

Meteor was not in a hurry to go back to the cloakroom. He leaned on his old bones and was too weak to take a step. The panacea had just digested the holy blood in his stomach, and his body needed rest.

"He, I. I don't understand."

"Why? Why does this guy have to fight to the death as soon as we meet?"

"I still want to be reasonable. Go and kill Gloria first, and then come back and have a good fight with him."

Old Bones interrupted: "Mr. Derek Jokic made a deal with the devil. This deal allowed him to obtain the power of the soul, and also allowed his critically ill and dying daughter to regain her life, even if the meaning of this [rebirth] It’s a little different from what we understand.”

With that said, Meteor and Old Bones looked at the female corpse gradually decaying by the stairs.

Meteor: "A little bit."

Old Bones: "I have to say that this is a believer of Gloria Sebastian. He is loyal and will not give way to you just because of your one-sided words."

"Let's talk about you." Bu Liuxing wiped Belloberg clean, "Hunter King? How did you fall into the hands of this woman?"

"Who are you?"