Abyss Express

Chapter 7al Fin [Grey to Blue·From gray to blue]

Foreword:

The sun shines on the earth, regardless of good or evil in the world.

——Seneca

[Part①·Snapshot of time]

The gunsmith returned to the area around the boundary monument. The countryside around the farmland was still filled with mist and frost. This strange and fertile land was so quiet and yet so noisy.

The abnormal spiritual pressure in the environment is slowly weakening. Following the scarlet flames ignited by the thermal power station in the distance, clouds of crimson smoke emerge from the towering chimneys, and the essence of the butterfly is about to return to the earth.

He squatted next to the hedge and gradually stood up. The clothes on his body were slowly restoring to factory settings.

All kinds of delicate fabric fibers flew from all directions and turned into thick soap-colored cassocks. The state of the body kept changing. It seemed that the journey was in vain, and they took a long detour of more than three thousand meters to the Kaiwu Palace. When I came back from the cycle, the sludge on my face had disappeared.

The strong dizziness gradually disappeared, and this "road to survival" came to an end. The gunsmith was finally able to stand still and take out his diary to write something.

When he started writing, he found that the ink was not flowing smoothly, so it began to vibrate and shake, and the ink gradually came out. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had not written in a diary for a long, long time. This booklet can be regarded as Merit Book No. 66. Most of the sixty-five brothers and sisters in front of them have written the origins of their enemies. Many named blood-giving monsters have been left in these logbooks forever.

"I am about to go to the Aizong Mausoleum. I can't remember exactly how many times I have walked into this settlement where the mausoleum is the main focus."

"The surrounding terrain is very complex. I have never been to a tomb complex before. I don't know how the indigenous people here adapted to the climate of the depression and how they built houses between the mine pits and the tomb passages - this was a very interesting experience."

"Is Fickwood Abby back? I don't know—maybe he's dead."

He was writing while walking, and at the same time he moved the scene to his chest, using the FE204863 carrying plan, ready to quickly draw out his gun at any time.

"I can't figure out what this little old man is thinking, just like it's hard for me to understand the BOSS's motivations."

"They all want to dig holes and explore the underground world, which is too dangerous and mysterious for a person like me."

"I know that any scientific research activity that benefits mankind in the world is accompanied by great risks. The first person to fly into the sky on a rocket was named Wan Hu. Did he fall to death? Or did he die in the sky? People only know that this was the earliest flight God, he is great.”

"But Fickwood cannot be compared with Wanhu, because Wanhu does not eat human flesh."

"In order to see the original seed in person, this guy is full of evil and has no intention of repenting. He has long accepted this way of living and has long recognized the reality - he has never felt that he is a human being."

"The real Fickwood is dead. Just as BOSS said, the monsters transformed by the holy blood of Meng are just wearing their human skins, wanting to continue their ideals and continue to live in this chaotic world. "

"Fickwood's life was complete when he faced death."

When writing this, the gunsmith specially marked two important points.

"BOSS, we have indeed arrived deeper into the Moho. The huge monster built with machinery and flesh has passed through the nerve ending area of ​​the original seed and reached a place that is difficult for even the incarnation butterfly to approach - Fickwood took it Call it the nursery of life, and call it the garden of all things.”

"As for what exactly is this garden of all things?"

"I have always been a psychic idiot. I said that there are specializations in the arts. Since I am a violent machine - then my studies in Galahad have been to continue to delve deeper into the vertical field of "The Great Sundering"."

"With my spiritual knowledge and my experiences, I've been exposed to strange things in this short half of my life."

"It should be the maternity room of fertile ground, the thing that breeds everything. The structure deep in the ground is very strange. According to traditional geological arguments, Fickwood has a complete set of geological reconnaissance instruments, ultrasonic data and seismic wave detection instruments. The answers are completely different from the data found by physicists or geologists in the ordinary world."

"This is the first time we have seen the outline of the Primeval Seed. Perhaps Fickwood really saw its existence with the naked eye."

"It's not like a big rolling iron ball. It's more than 1,700 meters below the deep pit. From this depth, everything becomes blurry and dreamlike beyond imagination."

"My body began to be mentally controlled. It seemed that as long as I wanted to, I could do some incredible actions. The mental damage I suffered only needed two minutes of sleep to heal-"

"——Fickwood said, this is the blessing brought by the nursery of life, the blessing that the original seed inadvertently leaks to all living beings."

"The incarnation butterfly is born from its nerve endings. It is also a creation out of thin air. It also uses a panacea to regenerate flesh and blood, and just like this, it creates a terrifying angel."

"but me"

Jiang Xueming couldn't adapt to this wonderful feeling for a long time. His control of his fingers and the use of strength seemed to have reached a new level.

The last time this kind of change happened, it was the first time he went from an ordinary person to an "insect egg".

"I don't know what happened to this body. In the Abbot's fairy boat and in Fickwood's scientific research rig, I actually killed so many incarnation butterflies."

"Even I didn't expect that without relying on the power of the soul, this body could persist and keep my mind to slowly kill them."

"Although the whole process was very fast, for me, it was a strange and thrilling experience. The pain deformed my movements, but my brain still had to stay rational and calm to overcome the stimulation brought by adrenaline. It's like driving a fierce horse - arrange the seats of each visitor according to the most appropriate killing order, invite them to the right position, make the right choice at the right time, and then kill them slowly they."

"I still remember the first time I used Fragrance Fantasy. It took a lot of effort to give it instructions and tell it to blow up a small water bottle ten meters away. The process of gradually taming it was like getting to know myself all over again. ”

"Seven years ago, if I were besieged by so many mythical units, I wouldn't have been able to escape unscathed."

"It seems that the power of the Garden of All Things helped me. Fickwood is right. At that depth, spiritual energy can already affect the physical body."

"It is a very dangerous place. For Homo sapiens, the moment the mind falls into chaos and starts to think wildly, the body will undergo terrible changes. Even if you are not hurt, as long as you feel pain - then the wound will It [grew] naturally.”

"I'm concerned about Billy Horn's status and hope the Situation Center can find them."

"hope."

As he was writing this, Xueming had already walked back to the farm. He suddenly stopped writing and found an unconscious big-horned deer in the farmland.

Tom was taking care of the squad leader. When the little soldier saw someone coming, he immediately drew his gun and alerted him. When he saw the gunsmith clearly, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"teacher"

The gunsmith nodded: "Take the brothers back. If the summons bell can send a message, call for reinforcements."

Tom immediately carried the team leader on his back. After receiving the order, he hesitated because of the influence of [Mobius], which made him trance-like and insane.

"Teacher me."

"Did I really come out? Me."

This young man is not sure yet, and [the way out] has brought him too many troubles.

It seemed that Tom Boy was fine. He was not hurt by the grenade fragments, but he just felt a little weak.

But in [Mobius], he has gone through countless reincarnations, each time in units of ten or twenty years, and he is dizzy - his brain's power consumption is too high, and his hippocampus and cortex cannot accommodate it. With so many memories, I have already turned on the power saving mode and instinctively reject these useless memories.

He couldn't remember much, it seemed like he had had a long, long dream.

"Go out." The gunsmith pointed to the way he came. "The next boat from Baibei Port is at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Someone will pick you up."

Tom nodded, his eyes became firmer, and he was just about to leave——

"——Check the watch." The gunsmith rolled up his sleeves to reveal his watch.

The two NFCs touched, Tom's time dilemma disappeared, and his watch finally returned to normal. Without any more greetings, the soldiers were in a hurry to continue on their respective ascetic paths.

When we arrived at the farm, the camera originally sitting in the shrine was gone, and there were only two children kneeling on the futon.

The gunsmith was quite surprised. If his guess was correct, this should be the couple he saw at the farm for the first time - one of them had turned back to six years old, and the other had turned back to three years old.

"You guys." Jiang Xueming hesitated to speak. He didn't know how to deal with this kind of spiritual disaster. Fickwood's [survival] seemed to have exploded with unimaginable power. This black and white vulture was weaving a fairy tale.

The older boy turned around and said, "Arahant! Arahant!"

The gunsmith asked in surprise: "Have you become a child?"

"Yes! Yes!" The male host's clothes were also temporarily found. There was snot on his face, which was due to his chronic rhinitis and illness when he was young: "Arahant! The Heavenly Lord has already ascended, right? Has he already ascended? ?”

Jiang Xueming did not understand the meaning of [ascension]. The beliefs of these Shambhala natives had many wonderful procedures and many fantasy rituals.

The boy took out the Polaroid from his loose clothes and kept pressing the shutter button, but the crisp "click" sound could not be heard.

"The magic weapon is useless! The magic weapon is useless!" The boy was happy and clapped his hands and said, "Then the Heavenly Lord must have ascended to the immortal world! That's a good thing!"

Jiang Xueming asked curiously: "Why is it a good thing? If gangsters or wolves come in the future, wouldn't you be unable to protect yourself without this magic weapon?"

"That's also a good thing!" The boy explained patiently: "I started working as a tenant in Gaojiazhuang during the Jianye period of Daliang. At least I have lived with this magic weapon for more than two hundred years!"

The girl said happily: "I'm tired of living! I'm tired of living!"

The boy then said: "I'm tired of living! I don't have a daughter anymore! I have to give birth to another child and live again! I only live once!"

The girl knelt down and bowed three times in front of the Arhat, murmuring: "When the merits are completed, the Heavenly Lord will go to the immortal world, and he will enjoy endless blessings in the next life!~"

Xueming didn't say anything or explain anything——

——He is unwilling to expose this fairy tale, just like the attributes of the ferocious beast next to Brother Ye Bei.

People always need illusions to live well, and Fragrant Fantasy itself also likes to create illusions.

It seems that hallucination is not a good thing, but if you slow down and think more carefully, the things that support us are often the hope that comes from hallucination.

On the edge of the forest where pear blossoms are in full bloom, the fog gradually dissipates. A team of sharpshooters gathers next to the field. Everyone is sharing what they have seen in [Mobius], discussing the illusion caused by this spiritual energy, and sorting out the fragments. The memories are convenient for returning to the war center to hold meetings and take notes - and also for organizing into a log.

Just like the big-horned deer, the gunsmith asked all these brothers to return to Baibei Port and wait for Keshuai's order. He continued to the complex alone - to return to the Kaiwu Hall.

There are young children everywhere, resting by the haystacks of residential buildings, and holding piglets in the fields and lifting them up to the sky, seemingly performing strange rituals.

Almost all the townspeople have returned to their original state between the ages of three and sixteen. It seems that [Shenglu] has restored the town to its factory settings and everything has returned to its original state.

Pieces of white foam can be seen along the banks of the Fog River, which are signs that the fish-human hybrids have escaped the control of the elixir and have begun migrating again, heading towards the warmer Pompeii South Sea.

The dew condensed on the farm tools gradually rises into water vapor with the temperature. It seems that the throat feels sweet and itchy when breathing hard.

Walking into the podium area of ​​the complex and stepping onto the solid asphalt road, two teams stood guard outside the gate of the Kaiwu Hall, waiting for the arrival of the God of Death.

The sixteen Tianzun apprentices in the engineering department have turned into little kids. They have lost their holy blood and salute the gunsmith. The more than thirty workers in the engineering department have faces full of exhaustion. These children are holding toolboxes and wearing Wearing safety helmets, they sat on the ground, squeezing each other against the copper pillars, and sat in circles.

The five sons of giants who were originally huge in size have all turned back to six or seven years old. They are like big-headed dolls, more than 180 centimeters tall. Their body proportions are completely different from those of Homo sapiens, and their eye lines and eyebrows are different. The Thunder Cracks are still shining brilliantly. They should all be the descendants of the Thunder God King, derivatives created from the blood of giants.

These giant babies were half-kneeling on the ground, waiting for the God of Death to enter the Kaiwu Hall.

"On behalf of Great Uncle Fickwood Abbey, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to you, Mr. Gunsmith."

A pink-haired little girl came out holding a Polaroid. This was Marlene Abby. She was also affected by "The Road to Life" and was sent back to the place where the first photo was taken, turning back to the age of twelve.

"Haoshou Tianzun has ascended to the immortal world, and our mission has been completed. This is what my uncle left for you."

She held up a large iron box, like the red flower box used to package mooncakes during traditional Chinese festivals——

——The gunsmith opened the thing slightly and took a look.

More than twenty Chaos Seeds jumped out from it. They were extremely active and full of vitality. They had no eye or butterfly patterns of Vita's mark, no bloodshot eyes, and were in very good health.

It was as if they were seeing their relatives. After being greatly wronged, they showed off their plump legs. They clenched the gunsmith's clothes and climbed up, to the top of their heads and into their collars. The structural parts of the POS machine The dial made various strange beeping sounds. It seemed that [Shenglu] had changed the elixir back to its original state. These power tokens that had been transformed by Vita's brand had turned into chaos eggs again.

There was also a rustling sound coming from the iron box. Xueming grabbed the little bugs on his body and stuffed them back. He took a closer look - good guys, there were more than a hundred of them.

All the blood-giving monsters active in the area around the Aizong Tomb vomited out their elixirs. Fickwood Abby's [A Way Out·Shenglu] burst out with a strong power before crossing the finish line of life. This old man came from Mother Earth. Some essence was stolen there, and powerful spiritual energy restored everything to its original state.

The moment the sun broke through the fog, Ms. Marin stood on the road of Kaiwu Palace with six other members of the core circle of Tiangongyuan.

The gunsmith was not careful, and these "young children" turned into brilliant red morpho butterflies——

——It seems that these monsters have drank human blood and eaten human flesh long before the photos were taken.

The Fairchild Star Officer waiting aside shouted loudly——

"——Ascended to Immortality!"

The "disciples of the Immortal Family" from the engineering and mechanical engineering departments responded.

"——Ascended to Immortality!"

The descendants of the giant beat the big gong. It is said that one person achieves enlightenment and ascends to heaven. The direct disciples around Tianzun will feel the call. After Tianzun ascends, all kinds of visions end, and that is when they ascend to the fairy world.

Finally, these little children can live in the sun.

"Despicable and shameless traitor" Faye Florsalin was also affected by [Life], but she did not turn back to her childhood, did not spit out elixir, and her photo date was later. "This bad old man always only thinks about himself. Not thinking about the alliance, huh."

"See you next time!"

Since Judah experienced a series of deaths, Fayi's spirit body has no intention of sending others away and has maintained a state of absolute silence.

When the sunlight passed through the floor of the hall and refracted onto Fayi, the strong burning sensation made her moan in pain.

At this moment, Teacher Su Ling didn't even have time to stop him, and had no means of countermeasures.

[Skyborn·Tianshi] tore Fayi's soul apart, and the goddess Io finally discovered this incarnation trapped in the quagmire and began to practice magic to show off her power.

The lark seemed to be connected to WIFI, and after receiving instructions from the sun, it became violent——

——The spirit body suddenly exploded with a bang.

It turned into feathers all over the ground and gradually decomposed into pure spirit seeds.

"Damn it!" Teacher Su Ling scolded: "You commit suicide at zero frame?"

By the time the gunsmith entered the hall and under the statue of the God of Craftsman, Faye Florsalin had turned into a high-risk pollutant. Her eyes were lifeless and straight, and a White Lady larvae emerged from her eyelids. He spit out a bright red Morpho butterfly and died just like that.

This is not the last incarnation of the goddess Io. Judah will continue to borrow the door of [Skyborn·Heavenly Grant] to come to the world - just like the saint appointed by God, she will always call a suitable warrior from another world and help this warrior to become a king. .

"Don't be discouraged." The gunsmith waved his hand to open the Mad Butterfly, swept these Vita Brand derivatives to the other side, and carefully observed Fayi's body, "Teacher Su Ling, at least we threw the first punch, and it hit the vital point directly. ”

Su Ling summoned the spirit body to put on a mask of pain, which was the standard [Landry's Torment] look: "If this goes on endlessly, how long will it take? When the devil's minions are dead, just kill the devil. , after the devil is dead, there is still a witch, and after the witch is dead, there is still the sun in the sky as a devil, right? It’s the same as the stinky cockroaches!”

"This is good news. Judas is more fragile than imagined. We have cut off the dragon's horns, peeled off the dragon's scales, and pulled out the dragon beads." The gunsmith threw the mooncake box to Teacher Su Ling, "As long as we keep cleaning , pests can’t find a place to live.”

Su Ling opened the mooncake box and saw dense green blood bars popping out. She closed the lid in an instant, seemingly shocked, and the pain mask on her face changed color and turned into an expression of [OAO].

"It's okay, okay, my reaction isn't that slow."

[Part②·Misunderstanding]

"It's getting warmer, Brother Billy." Foianini put his arm around Billy Horn.

The two brothers walked twenty miles on the mountain road, sucking in the miasma, and finally saw a stream of living water.

Billy responded: "Yeah, that's a good thing."

Foianini: "Is this the right direction?"

Billy: "Although you can't see the sun, walking in the opposite direction of the shadow is definitely correct."

After crossing the dangerous tidal flat and finding a steep downhill slope among the rocks, Foianini was so hungry that his eyes turned blue and he couldn't control his legs well. He stumbled and rolled to the creek with Billy. inside.

The two brothers were in such a state of embarrassment that they collapsed in the warm river water, whimpering in pain.

"Holy shit." Billy didn't have the energy to curse. He was even hungrier. Fighting with soul power consumes too much mental energy.

Foianini suddenly started crying: "I'm sorry, brother, I'm sorry."

Billy didn't have the strength to get up. He had to wait for a while and wanted to rest for a while.

"It doesn't matter"

The two brothers collapsed in the water, with the stones in the stream supporting their backs. The water rushed into their ears, washing their earlobes and necks, and filled their smelly clothes.

After a long time, Foianini asked.

"Keep walking, brother?"

Billy: "Gotta go"

Foianini: "I can't seem to walk anymore, I'm so hungry."

Billy: "I'm hungry too."

Foianini: "Either this, or else"

Billy: "What?"

Foianini: "Brother, you already have soul power, right?"

Billy: "Yeah."

Foianini: "You will be a big shot from now on, hey."

Billy: "What are you trying to say? I don't have the strength and my mind can't move."

Foianini: "How about you drink some of my blood? Pick me up? Then you will have the strength to go on?"

"Hahahaha!" Billy laughed in anger: "Fuck you."

Foianini: "That would be otherwise"

Billy: "No, bro."

"I'm so useless." The more Foianini said, the more tears he shed: "I'm so useless, my eldest brother is just a small hill, why did I fall down with you? I, I am so useless."

Billy: "Don't."

Foianini: "So, how about I cut some meat? Like this."

Billy: "Stop it"

Foianini fell silent, he could smell the hot evening air and the shadows were getting lighter.

If it was completely dark and the two of them couldn't tell the direction, they would probably starve to death in this wasteland.

"The sun will guide the way, the sun will point out the right path." Billy murmured.

"The sun doesn't take care of us anymore, it doesn't work at night," Foianini said.

Billy: "Don't give up hope. Foianini - I relied on hope to get here."

Foianini: "Like the candles on a birthday cake, brother, I feel happy when it lights up, and when I blow it out - it seems like there is nothing left."

Billy: "I smell something bad, did you pee?"

Foianini: "I don't know, brother, I'm almost unconscious in the lower half of my body - otherwise, why would I be wrestling with you?"

Billy: "Fuck."

Foianini: "It's not my urine, it smells like a wolf"

Billy: "Have you ever drank wolf urine?"

Foianini: "It was said by a potions professor in Galahad, on the official account of Magic Herald Journal, that drinking lazuli's urine can aphrodisiac."

"It would be better if you read less damn knowledge accounts than anything else." Billy cursed: "And why do you want to strengthen your penis?"

Foianini: "I'm just going to prepare it! What if I have a chance to use it?"

Billy quickly got up, his strong hunger filling his whole body with motivation, and his will to survive gave him amazing talent. He touched a stone and walked upstream of the stream.

He grabbed Foianini and picked up his brother.

Foianini said in surprise: "It's true! It smells sour! It's just like the half-wolf urine I drank!"

Walking upstream for about two hundred meters, we passed through a dense bush——

——The sun is gradually dimming, and it is about to sink completely into the sea.

Billy was sweating. He was very weak. Can his body still be trustworthy after losing its strength?

Can he kill a wolf? Can you subdue it? Can you prevent it from escaping?

Eat raw meat? Don’t have the energy to light a fire and cook?

He carefully left Foianini where he was and moved to the edge of the grass to clear away the kudzu vines, gradually getting closer to the source of the foul smell of urine.

After crossing the trees, I saw a big furry wolf head, with a pair of golden eyes, it looked over -

——Billy was almost frightened, judging by the size of his head! He chose the wrong opponent!

The size of the giant wolf's skull could almost bite his neck off in one bite, and he had already lost the opportunity. He was discovered!

The gray-haired wolfhound hid in the shadows, with an impatient and irritable expression on his face, and then slowly leaned out, and Billy followed step by step back. The stone in his hand was so ridiculous.

When the front paws of the giant wolf were exposed, Billy saw a set of yellow reflective strips.

Jun Ge Oscar spoke——

"——Who is it? Watching someone pee? Isn't that unethical?"

Before Billy could react, there was a yell from Foianini.

"There is a wounded person here." Mr. Maguire tore open the medical bag and squatted next to Foianini: "Mr. Oscar, we found him. They should all be gunsmith's apprentices."

Index, the little assistant of the hunting group, emerged from another bush. She held the large backpack of the two search and rescue team members with great strength, straightened her glasses, and complained to the Maguire medic.

"Hey! I told you a long time ago! Its dog nose is not as good as my spirit! I said it was just downstream, so you have to look upstream!"

Billy the Kid was carried on Dr. Maguire's shoulders. He was silent. Like his teacher, he felt that all this was not real.

Foianini, who was on a stretcher, did not change his mind and began to imitate the crying general, striking up a conversation with the assistant of Luca's old staff officer.

"Hey! Hey, beauty! Hey! What's your zodiac sign? How many people are there in your family? Are your uncle and aunt in good health? Can you give me your contact information? Can you add me on WeChat?"

Index said impatiently: "Brother Jun! Are you going to carry him!? Let's switch? It's a mountain road, and it's hard for a stretcher to pass through the woods!"

Oscar said aggrievedly: "Where can I go? Can I suffer like this?"

Index shouted: "Then you carry the luggage? I carried it all the way! Is there anyone who can control a girl like this?"

The sky was originally gray, but under the reflection of the blood-like sunset——

——It revealed the last bit of blue, illuminating the dome caves in the far distance and the dangerous mountains and rocks like mirages.