Abyss Express

Chapter 709 Ende.∞ Bloodstone·Bloodstone

Foreword:

I stand alone in the darkness, and winter always comes very quickly.

Memories go back to my childhood, when happiness was a simple word.

——Lingyun

[Part①·Rescue troops descend from the sky]

In the gray-black wave, one can vaguely see the phantom of the original seed, and a series of iron and nickel tentacles bursting out with golden thunder. They gradually converge into the phantom of the King of War under the urging of the psychic props.

"Sister Katyusha" Ahao couldn't stand this level of inspiration pressure and quickly dissuaded her: "I feel something is wrong! We don't know the specific situation at the beach, why don't we take a break for now?"

The Lingyun team alone could not defeat the Incarnation Butterfly. In order to allow the students to evacuate safely, Jason Megan chose to face the fairy fetus alone - and ultimately fell into the embarrassing situation of defeat and death.

Katyusha couldn't catch up with this flying monster and had completely lost her mind. She wanted to use the origin magic to summon the phantom of the War King.

"I don't care! I don't care!" The fat girl leaned on the guardrail of the seaside street and almost ran to the breakwater. She grabbed the war king's shriveled fleshy palm, pierced the BOSS's old teeth into her fingertips, and roared hysterically: "Shut up, you kid! The people who care about you and love you are not in danger, how can you understand my feelings?"

"To protect you little guys! That's why he chose to face the monsters in the brewery alone!"

Katyusha knew very well how weak her employer's heart was——

——When it comes to running away, Jason Megan is one of the best.

If it weren't for the young people of Lingyun Team, this blue stone man would never have stayed to defuse this psychic bomb, nor would he have become the wolf-skull lantern in the hands of the butterfly.

Katyusha has never been a rational and calm waiter. In this kind of spiritual pressure environment, no one can control their emotions, and staying rational has become a luxury.

The only trump card that BOSS handed to Jason Megan was the King of War’s severed palm and five teeth——

——They can use the magic of origin to pull the war king in the dream world of Pandemaninan to the material plane, using the essence of the original seed as the body support to deal with powerful enemies that are difficult to defeat with conventional force.

In Katyusha's eyes, this is the last life-saving straw. If it is not used now, why should it be saved for Mr. Jason's funeral?

It's just that this origin ritual also has many uncontrollable side effects, and there are many complex effects that have not been explored clearly.

No one can guarantee that the War King who escaped from the dream world will listen to a human word - she is almost a special individual who is not under any control and does not obey any orders.

Without the presence of the gunsmith, no one can guarantee what this war king who appears as a dark horse knight will do.

Another effect of unknown meaning is the spiritual pressure disaster caused when the origin magic is activated. The essence that makes up the illusion of the King of War is part of the original seed. Its spiritual pressure can make people "flower" on the spot. The closer they are to the summoned object, the easier it is to be assimilated by the original seed and become a demented flesh and blood creation—— Just like the soul power [horrible art] obtained by John Borg in the original seed.

At this moment, Katyusha is doing something very dangerous.

Compared to high-value targets with vast magical powers such as the Incarnation Butterfly, Fret and Gloria, the illusion of the King of War summoned by origin magic is more dangerous - this is also the research on original seed spiritual energy that is expressly prohibited by the BOSS.

It's just that this time the situation is special. On the eve of the southeastern general offensive, Jason Megan, as a rescue team, obtained the casting requirements for the Origin Magic.

When Fred Caesar saw the detection report of [Origin Magic·Summoning of the War King], the big devil from the prison world was so frightened that his face turned pale and his teeth chattered - which was enough to prove the disastrous nature of this forbidden technique.

As the tide continued to rise and fall, the electrified tentacles slowly climbed up the beach, crawling slowly in the golden thunder, and a ball of gelatinous sludge emerged. The hot woman stuck her head out again, and gradually recovered from the chaotic and unspeakable state. To the human form.

The moment Glory's phantom appeared on the black horse, Katyusha's face became extremely ugly - as the host of ritual magic, observing the original seed from a distance of only more than 80 meters, the spiritual pressure brought by it It almost drove her crazy on the spot.

Her eyes began to produce multi-colored light spots, and phantoms of red butterflies appeared like floaters. Her intracranial pressure rose rapidly, her breathing was rapid and there was strong tinnitus. Her brain began to work tiredly, and her eyes, ears, mouth and nose were all numb. Bleeding begins.

The same is true for Xiao Hao. He is also a psyker who has reached the cocoon stage in his transformation process. These "bugs" are extremely sensitive to the spiritual pressure environment and have no resistance - just like a baby in the belly of a pregnant woman. Even if the mother eats two more meals of chili, , they will be deeply affected by capsaicin, and their metabolic rate will increase dramatically.

The illusion of the King of War did not detect the enemy for the first time. The black horse knight was like a ball of sticky tar, patrolling aimlessly on the beach. As the ritual spell continued to advance, the outline of the mount under her crotch became more and more specific. , not as abstract as the last time when he just showed up to scare away the Horcrux father.

The shape of the horse's forelimbs gradually became complete, and the saddle on the horse's back gradually took shape. The King of War's hair was completely separated from the iron-nickel core, and his neck, shoulders, half body armor, and leather goods and clothing materials were all complete.

But she still did not break away from the control of the original species. The horse's hind body sank deeply into the huge tentacles under the sea bed, like the beautiful mermaid illusion specially created by the angler fish to seduce its prey - this is just the original A hair from the seed.

In this reiatsu environment, Katyusha couldn't even shout a word.

She also wanted to follow the "Forcing Spell" taught by Mr. Jason to control the summoned objects. As a result, she choked with blood in her throat and coughed, followed by screams that went insane and went crazy.

Next to the breakwater, she knelt down on her knees toward the beach, screaming in shock, her mind completely shattered. Being crushed by the spiritual pressure of the King of War and the Original Seed, he felt swelling and pain all over his body. His fingers also became hypersensitive and became inflamed and ulcerated.

"This isn't fun!"

Woodpluck took out a set of spiritual clothes from his carrying bag and quickly wrapped Katyusha's body around the fat girl.

With his hands and eyes united, he quickly and dexterously pulled out the teeth on the fingertips of the withered palm, and snatched the dangerous psychic catalyst into his arms. In just a moment, the illusion of the war king who was still looking around on the beach, looking for enemies, retreated into the sea and disappeared.

Katyusha suddenly collapsed to her knees, and the turf supporting the embankment began to vomit, along with some ulcerated fragments of gastric mucosa. The moment her bioelectrical system collapsed, her abdomen spasmed, causing serious internal injuries.

She vomited blood profusely and lost the ability to speak.

Brother Hao was not much better. When the King of War appeared, the boy hugged the fence and hit his head crazily, causing a deep hole between his eyebrows and completely passed out.

Daniel, Kaixi, and Xiao Min were checking the brewery and luckily escaped the disaster.

Woodpluck cleaned up the mess, took the two unconscious guests back to the Dionysus Church on Queshan Street, fed them some panacea, and hung them on the donkeys, so that the boatmen were ready to run away at any time.

After doing these things, the old professor from the magic academy decided to return to Huacheng Bay to help Meteor finish the decisive battle.

[Part②·North wind creates brave men]

The warm sea breeze blows all the way from the beach to the residential buildings in the industrial zone. Everyone is waiting - waiting for the victory between the crying general and the incarnation butterfly.

Gloria was unwilling to participate in this melee right away. Incarnation Butterfly was in a state of indistinguishability between friend and foe. If the old horse stumbled during the melee, it would be an unjust death.

The same is true for Fred Caesar. He doesn't want to leave the workshop to fight and tease the crying general in this hotel. It has the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort. There is no need to enter the dangerous area to save Judas' fairy fetus.

The two devils were waiting for the opportunity. The incarnation butterfly was still holding the lapis lazuli head, crying that the general was brave in his current state, but he had not made a fatal blow - just to save the life of Jason Megan.

Incarnation Butterfly can lose many times, but Bu Liuxing cannot lose once.

For mythical units, the flesh and blood of the Crying General is the best tonic. As long as it overcomes the barrier of psychic weapons, this monster absorbs flesh and blood as easily and naturally as the Crazy Thursday special package comes to us, and the straw goes into the Coke cup.

The battle situation became more and more anxious, and the movements of the transformed butterfly became more and more stiff.

As time goes by, the battle between the crying general and the monster becomes increasingly clear.

"Not a single mistake?" Frater murmured, his psychological pressure increasing.

Gloria: "This kid"

In the past, the cadres of the Guiyi Church and the members of the Alliance of Eternals would be amazed by the gunsmith's on-the-spot reaction and tactical countermeasures, as well as his amazing learning ability, but they often ignored the adaptability of the crying general.

In the combat stage, the two anonymous brothers actually both have a keen heart to learn, but one uses his head to memorize by rote, and the other uses his body to memorize by rote.

Meteor and Incarnate Butterfly chased from the southwest side of the beach all the way to Lanfeng Pier. After a fierce pursuit of more than 800 meters, and after more than 40 rounds of suppression and counterattack - for the crying general with full firepower, Incarnate Butterfly was already a strange person. With all its moves, this mythical unit used almost all the dirty tricks and cold arrows that manipulated flesh-and-blood weapons.

In this process, he is slowly adapting to the speed and strength advantages brought by the half-wolf body. At the same time, he is constantly applying wolf swordsmanship, repeatedly adapting to the behavior patterns of the new body, and reintegrating Pankrasin.

Since the beginning of the war, Incarnation Butterfly has been unable to kill General Crying, so this kid will only get stronger as he fights.

When Wood Plack rode the horse from the Governor's Palace to the battlefield, it was also a critical moment for the battle to turn for the better.

Almost at the same time, Gloria and Fred also discovered this uninvited guest.

Fred Caesar was instantly blinded by hatred. Seeing the most important authority in his life, the sworn enemy that must be defeated, he didn't even think about discussing tactics. He directly called on his soul power to spread his bat wings and pierced with two big horns. On his forehead, he turned into a devil and jumped off the building and flew away!

"Do it!" Wood tightened the rope around the horse's belly and rushed down the beach towards the meteor: "I have a way to save Jason! General Cry! Finish this beast!"

Belloberg once again sang the song of courage——

——As the sword-carrying posture stirred up the wind and clouds, the exhausted incarnation butterfly was already scarred, and the originally invulnerable fairy skin was repeatedly forged and burned by the flowing flames, like a hot iron tire, needing to accept the final blow!

The moment the sword and shield merged into one, the White Wolf Knight raised his sword and held it in both hands, holding the Dragon Slayer tightly. The light blade spurted out hot spiritual energy flow, and also spurted out sky-high rage!

"Alas!--"

As if feeling the threat of death, the body, throat, eyebrows and eyes of the transformed butterfly showed a complex expression of sorrow, contempt and resentment. It scraped the sand with all its limbs, completely turned its back to the enemy, gave up its defensive posture, and wanted to flap its wings to escape. Got it!

Soon enough, the thick iron block swung out a dazzling sword wind, almost splitting the incarnation butterfly in half!

This astonishing slash cut off a bloody thigh, cut open the hip, hip and torso. The hot spirit essence remained in the gap between the wings and half of the body, burning the scales red, and then blasted into the chest and lungs, from the left shoulder Leave the body of the monster.

Without any chance to breathe, the raging sword wind that transformed into Die Ming was firmly locked on! The pressure difference caused by the hot and cold airflow prevented it from taking off. After one of its wings was broken, before it could fly two meters, the sound of the wolf's step on the sand when it launched its arrows was like a three-headed dog in the underworld pulling at the door's death bell. sound!

A straight slash cut open the back of its head and shattered its spine!

Only these two swords! At the moment when the clean cutting action was completed, the knight's arm armor transformed from the spiritual body weapon happened to hold the head of the big wolf that had lost its mind in the bloody wind——

-He threw Jason Meagan's head hard into Woodpluck.

"Professor! Do me a favor! Save him!"

At this time, the broken limbs of the transformed butterfly had just landed on the ground, and gradually turned into red morpho butterflies flying in the sky next to the fishing boats at the pier.

Mr. Wood received this half-wolf head in the shape of a lantern, and when he took a closer look, he was frightened out of his wits.

"Fuck."

"This artistic style is too avant-garde. It's too early for a baby like me, but there should be hope."

Twenty-four lapis lazuli stones serve as psychic relays. They are completely embedded into Jason Megan's spine. This spine serves as the human nerve center and also becomes the controller of the lantern. Butterfly relies on biomass wetware to reverse control Jason's head.

There are many pink tender granulations still connected to the spine, and there is still hair and skin on the back of Jason's neck. Below the ninth segment of the spine are clusters of swollen yellow tendon granulations, and the complex ganglia belonging to the Incarnate Butterfly are arched one by one in a shocking way. of hillocks.

"give me some more time."

Woodler stopped and prepared to perform a neurosurgery on Jason.

"But it's like there's no fucking time."

He took a cursory glance at Jason's little brother's injuries. Many of the lapis lazuli stones had been completely cracked, and the essence of the butterfly was very active. The instinct was squirming towards Jason's brain stem, trying to find a suitable host to continue parasitizing.

"Take it back!" Wood quickly took out the panacea and gently stroked Jason's spine——

——The other hand quickly hit the "detonation switch", blasting the excess elemental matter other than the nine spines to pieces. This strenuous and bone-breaking operation to destroy the nerve center was too radical, and would at least allow Jason to recover in his old age. I spent a month or two in a sanatorium to get used to my new body.

Bone fragments were scattered everywhere, and some foreign objects even left scratches and scratches on Professor Wood's face.

He didn't have extra time to hesitate, not to mention how long Brother Jason could survive without the support of the butterfly's essence, just the strange roaring sound in the sky and the disgusting spiritual pressure were all there. Reminding him to solve this small problem quickly.

"Watch out! Professor!" Meteor exclaimed.

Wood Placker had just finished feeding Jason the medicine, and then threw his head back towards the shooting star. He also threw out most of the panacea reserve in the doctor's bag, and dropped needles all over the floor: "This kid only has one head left! To replenish the essence, you need at least 250 ml of the panacea! Take it in an appropriate amount every six minutes! Carefully check the lapis lazuli in the spine. If infection or parasitism occurs, cut off the essence of the butterfly immediately. General Cry! .”

Before he finished speaking, Fret Caesar's lower limbs turned into the monster's sharp claws, pierced Wood's shoulder, and quickly lifted him into the sky!

Meteor took Jason Megan into his hands in a panic, and saw that his comrade's limbs were slowly growing. It seemed that his injuries had been alleviated, and there was a slight hope of survival——

——But fate did not allow him to take a breath.

Gloria Sebastian, with her six Wings of Light, gradually approached the dock.

The ground beneath our feet grew farther and farther, rising to an altitude of more than three hundred meters, approaching the height of a hundred stories.

Fred Caesar showed his true nature as a devil, with a mouth full of fangs and distorted facial features, and his blood-red eyes triumphantly told his adoptive father the devil's truth.

"my father!"

"Open your eyes and take a good look! I am so powerful now! So beautiful!"

"I became the Grim Reaper! The Destroyer of Worlds!"

Wood's shoulders were pierced by sharp claws and he couldn't move at all, but he didn't cry out in pain at all, like an iron man.

"This sentence comes from the Indian epic mythology "Bhagavad Gita" - if you have read Oppenheimer, you should have heard it."

"Shut up!" Frater scolded: "Shameless bug! Trash! Low-class life!"

Wood tried to struggle, but the fascia of his right shoulder was completely torn, and his arm completely lost control: "It sounds like you are quite satisfied with your life and your current situation?"

Frater grinned: "Humans have killed all intelligent life on this planet. They are still destroying themselves based on race, skin color, language and folk customs - they have dismembered most of their natural enemies and destroyed other creatures. Become a pet or food.”

"Then it's the same reason and the same logic for an immortal and transcendent existence like me."

"Kill all the overlord-level creatures, or put them in cages, and turn them into slaves, and I will be the master of the new world. In the mythical story that the new Bhagavad Gita will tell - I will become a god, and what about you? "

“Wild beasts once roamed here, they were moving mountains, breathing heavily and walking slowly.”

"You, like them, turn into oil and coal, into weathered bones, into beautiful amber."

Wood tilted his head, took out the plastic bag from the pocket of his stand-up collar, bit open the plastic seal, and drank 15 ml of the elixir inside.

"After all these years, you have no intention of curing your bipolar disorder."

"This question is very simple. It is obviously a matter between the two of us——"

"——You like me, I don't like you."

"That's just the failure of courtship. It's a private matter between us. If you are not satisfied, you can ask a few more times - although the answers may be the same."

"Why does it have to rise to the level of a topic that is talked about by all humans and the whole world? Does this have anything to do with other people?"

At this point, Fred Caesar broke through the defense on the spot. He wanted to take revenge on Wood Plaque, but when the real owner came to him, he was like an unshakable mountain, which made him angry and frustrated.

"I hate you! Your selfish, arrogant and arrogant attitude makes me sick!"

"Why do you want me to live? Do you want me, a syphilitic bastard, to stay in this world and linger?! Why? Why do you want me, a prisoner in a cave, to stare at the shadows on the wall? When I see real sunlight, I will go crazy!"

The original meaning of this passage is the discussion that Wood Placker had with his adopted son when he was teaching philosophy, based on Socrates' "Shadow in the Wall". It talks about a group of primitive people who would never see each other if they lived in underground caves from beginning to end. Real sunlight - then for them, they can only see the shadow on the wall, and the shadow is the real thing.

Over time, I will no longer be able to accept the outside world.

These words are of great significance to the father and son. Wood Placker was never from this universe from beginning to end. Shambhala is also a dark and lightless cave for the Nine Realms.

The knowledge his adoptive father taught Fred made him yearn for the outside world and a normal life. This kind of reverie led him step by step towards Amber Gray Butterfly, making him admire the absolute authority in life from his heart.

The panacea made the flesh of Wood's shoulders bite with the devil's claws.

He raised his arm with difficulty and pressed down on Frater's ankle and foot joints.

"My little son, you never seem to grow up."

"The curse imposed on me by the goddess Io is so terrible that none of my sons and daughters can escape this punishment - either their hearts are weak or their souls are abnormal."

"You and your naive philosophical concepts make me laughable, and it chills my heart."

"How long has it been since you felt the weight of father's love?"

"Come on, fight me!"

"Sex Bomb·Sexy bomb!"