The Atlantic roared.
Fine particles of silver iodide rolled in the clouds and were carried far away by the strong winds.
Sparrow exploded an eye of the storm, and the angle of the missile into the clouds caused these compounds to rush through the clouds, followed by torrential rain.
Looking up from the pier of Portsmouth Harbor, where Martha Stuart was buried - there seemed to be a giant snake squirming rapidly in the rapidly condensing clouds.
This strange landscape is unseen and unheard of by ordinary people.
All the inhabitants of this sad road from Winchester to Chichester could feel the thunder and lightning in the clouds, the cyclones produced when hot and cold clashed, slowly turning into tornadoes on the sea.
At this moment, Jiang Xueming, who was far away in the ancient castle of Nanhai City, had just opened the door of the chapel.
This is the worship room for high-ranking nobles of the Rosary Church, and there is no one in the quiet room.
Xiao Qi followed closely behind, raising his gun on guard——
——Xue Ming’s ammunition reserves have been exhausted. The annihilation battle that lasted for more than two hours has left his body dehydrated and incapacitated. The panacea reserves on his body are rapidly decreasing, and only the last ten are left, all of which are 25 ml small bottles. Dosage crimp needle syringe.
She didn't know how many enemies there were, but the number of enemies recorded in her mind had reached 233. The grenade kills or C4 kills that she couldn't remember were not included.
The two hotshot and crazy spenders killed almost more than a hundred nobles and more than a hundred nobles in the castle. There were countless top-paid waiters and servants serving the nobles, as well as retainers and business partners who were involved with the nobles. Thirty-one people.
Now they all died under the guns of Jiang Xueming and Bai Qingqing.
In terms of enemy-killing efficiency, Xueming personally killed nearly 600 targets within half a year, regardless of high-value targets - Mary Stuart felt pretty good from the cold spiritual pressure in the Heart of Steel. .
——Jiang Xueming is a born killer.
——Whether it is a male or female body.
——Evening out the number of kills, six monsters need to be killed every day to sleep peacefully. It is not an exaggeration at all to describe Xueming in this sentence.
Even high-value targets with soul power are just special combat units with high attack power and low health in Xueming's eyes. As long as there is a door to death, there must be a way to kill them.
Some special soul powers, such as [B·SIDE] on the tail finger, have no obvious benefit to combat ability.
Therefore, from Xueming's understanding, having soul power is not an absolute good thing. It is extremely difficult to completely control it, manipulate it, dominate it, and conquer it - just like conquering your own body. , it requires very strong mental power to control and control this kind of external incarnation.
Accidentally, the soul power is impacted by strong sound and light, bombarded by bomb shock waves, or sanctioned by spiritual energy and powerful current. The moment it dissipates, the door to death is also opened.
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...
At this moment, there was a severed hand in front of the prayer platform of the Rose Hall.
Xiao Qi immediately showed a disgusted expression, feeling that these vampire nobles were really perverted.
Xueming recognized Bai Qingqing's palm at a glance, "It's your hand."
Xiaoqi: "Ah?! Mine?"
Xueming: "Don't you even recognize your own hands?"
This palm has become dry and shriveled due to loss of water. It has been soaked in antiseptic fluid, and Xueming can recognize it.
Xiao Qi murmured, feeling strange and happy.
"Can you recognize the palm that I can't even recognize?"
Jiang Xueming pulled Xiao Qi to his side, hugged the girl's upper body tightly, and tried to pull the trigger of the gun.
Flames erupted from ASH's muzzle.
The bullets smashed the foundation piles of the prayer platform, and a trip wire jumped out of the wooden frame. After it broke, raging flames erupted from the platform.
The sound of the explosion was such that 9527 instinctively held Xueming in his arms.
He heard sawdust flying in all directions, iron pieces passing by his ears, and the sharp sound of scraping against the helmet of Morpho's suit.
Xueming had several more wounds on her body, only flesh wounds.
Xiao Qi felt that she was hit hard by the motorcycle, but her face was livid, but she could breathe easily in about ten seconds.
"call..."
Xueming followed the tripping thunder and retrieved Xiao Qi's severed limb from the iron plate in the corner. She stuffed the arm back into Xiao Qi's backpack.
"Bring it on."
Xiao Qi said disgustedly: "What's the use of this?"
Xueming said in front of the repeater: "Bring it with you, it might be useful."
Xiaoqi: "Okay..."
Xueming continued to explore behind the prayer platform and could feel the presence of another ring from the pyroxene.
The tripping mechanism of the prayer platform cannot escape her eyes. It is the keen intuition of wild beasts avoiding natural enemies and struggling to survive, which makes this dangerous and dangerous journey seem to be smooth sailing, and the dangers are averted along the way.
In fact, any wrong decision is the wrong path. This will cause them to make mistakes in the order of killing. In the sometimes spacious and sometimes narrow castle interior, in this complex street fighting environment, making mistakes is almost equal to death.
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...
Behind the prayer platform, in a compartment of the Rose Chapel, there is a pool of blood.
This baptismal font is where Leah Barason rests. She looks about six feet tall and has a well-proportioned figure. Her dark red hair is thick and shiny. It is hidden in the bishop's hat of the priest's robe and can be seen from the temples. A little bit of frost hair looks like an avant-garde style with specially highlighted hair.
She looked to be in her mid-twenties, with a soft face and round, almond-shaped eyes that looked kind and amiable. Her pupils were the same color as her hair.
Her divine robe is simple in design and suitable for movement, but cannot hide any weapons.
At this moment, Leah was sitting on the side of the blood pool with empty hands, guarding the last secret door for Our Lady of Grace.
She is the last blood prince with soul power in the Rose Cult.
Wait a moment--
——Do you feel that you have missed tens of thousands of words?
So let's count them on a per-capita basis. Three of the princes died in Jack Martin's attack.
They died in the bathhouse, in the restaurant, on the bed of their mistress, and died quietly in the black mist, without even the time to react to resist.
There was a prince who had a fantasy, thinking that he could persuade the 406 mm caliber main gun of the Ironclad Warrior by talking. He was blasted by the hot shells from a blood noble to a scumbag, but was turned into a scumbag by the Warrior's main gun. One way convinced.
There was a prince who was grabbed by the ankle by Jack Martin during the landing battle in the cabin, pulled back to the nightmarish ball dressing room, and died under sixty-six sewing needles.
In order to deal with the disgusting and weird slime-shaped spirit of the prince, Jack changed it into a glittering silver chain armor as a costume, locked the prince's figure, and finally killed him with a single blow with a meat saw.
Leah is the last fighting force of the Rose Cult.
——She was holding a half-year-old child, a little boy, and was about to urge the boy to leave this place through the secret door next to the blood pool.
"Hurry up, Jiang Xueming is coming..."
"Mother Leah...I'm afraid..."
"Don't be afraid. As long as I am here, you will be fine. I will always protect you and protect Our Lady of Grace."
"The monster is coming...Mama Leah...can you come with me!?"
Leia didn't have a good face and scolded the eight or nine-year-old naughty kid: "Are you pretending to be a fool? Claude! You are forty-two years old! Get out of the secret passage! Don't come and cause trouble for me!" If it weren't for your cute face, I would have..."
"boom--"
The sudden gunfire shattered the little boy's head.
9527 adjusted the muzzle of his gun to divert fire, but at the first opportunity, the Blood Prince was prepared early.
The neatly dressed Blood Prince hunched over his body with a strong figure, and a thick shield filled with blood appeared in his hand - that was her soul power, the armor and sword transformed from her spirit body.
"You killed my little Claude! My sweet little lover!"
Xiaoqi used up all the bullets in ASH and took the time to talk while reloading.
"Wake up! Big girl! He is forty-two years old. You said it yourself - I was still angry when I first walked in!"
Before finishing the sentence, Xiao Qi continued to pull the trigger and shoot suppressively——
——The bullet hit the monster's blood tower shield, as if it had hit the thick bulletproof gel. It would be unrealistic to bypass this weird soul power, and it would have to be defeated head-on.
"You know what's pissing me off, Leah?"
Xiaoqi chatted in a familiar manner, trying to pry the opponent's mouth to make the enemy lose strength when breathing and speaking. This kind of trash talk is very common, especially in less formal boxing matches.
"I thought this little doll was your little pet, but what! This paragraph has to be written by Teacher Victor, and it will definitely not pass the review of The Sun! Is that the truth? I am still thinking about how to save the minor hostages. , you immediately told me he was forty-two years old! This is so cool!"
The last magazine was exhausted, and the enemy's tower shield was motionless, as if it were lined with steel bars and iron plates.
The sound of heavy breathing came from behind the tower shield, like a loyal knight crouching in front of the position and resisting, finally getting a chance to breathe.
ASH's bullets were not exhausted, and there was still one last bullet in the gun chamber. After the high-intensity continuous shooting, Brother Qi felt that his head was buzzing, and the fingers holding the front grip were bursting with bruises and blood - this gun was really too manic, but she was very like.
"It's my turn! You little bitches!"
The tower shield in front of Leia was changing shape, quickly clinging to the body surface, forming a set of dark red iron armor.
"I'm going to crush you!"
She pulled out a flame-shaped sword that was more than four feet long from the blood pool, causing a bloody storm.
Right now, right now.
Xiao Qi's relaxed standby state tightened again and fired the last bullet.
The 12.7mm heavy bullet hit the monster's knight's helmet, breaking the blood prince's neck.
Xue Ming had hid on the beam long ago, waiting for an opportunity, and heard Seventh Brother complaining in the middle of the avenue.
"This guy's appearance animation lasts at least thirty seconds! There are so many lines that it makes people crazy. The most important thing is that I can't jump to it because I can't press ESC! Master and I both hate this kind of BOSS... I've been rambling for a long time. Refuses to show his health bar."
"Shameless despicable villain!" A distorted and distorted noise came from the iron helmet.
That was Prince Leia's painful cry. Her sixteenth spine was dislocated and deformed, and it was slowly recovering under the trimming and beating of the soul power.
"You actually use such dirty bullets that smell like silverware to insult me! Hurt me!"
After being hit by the heavy bullet, half of Leah's body fell backwards, almost immersed in a pool of blood.
"Mother of the Blessed Mother, thank you for your kindness! Leah Barathon, in the name of the Rose Prince! Never take a step back! Hidden rat! Get out of here!"
Raging ultrasonic shock waves emitted from the iron armor, like a roar before leaving the station.
For a moment, the glass of the showcase in the auditorium was shattered.
Through the repeated resonance of the steel helmet, these terrifying notes made Qi Ge's ears more injured. Her eyes and nostrils began to bleed. She hid behind the cotton sofa in the auditorium in pain, and her limbs became uncontrollable.
Jiang Xueming was hit by the sound wave and fell from the beam. He dragged Xiao Qi to hide behind the stronger marble countertop.
Xiao Qi was confused and disgusted.
"I'm fine...don't drag me..."
Xueming could no longer hear any sounds. From the broken glass of the showcase, she could see the reflection of Prince Leia. She had transformed into a bat shape, with her broad membrane wings covered in a layer of shiny iron scales.
The monster was so aggressive that it took out a large arrow as thick as two fingers from the display case. It was originally a ritual prop used to cut flesh and blood for newborns. At this moment, the blood prince's thick knuckles could not pull the trigger and abandoned the gun. But he possesses all kinds of martial arts skills.
A recurve bow constructed from the spirit body of the soul was thus formed.
Leah's voice became hoarse and thick: "Hmph, hum...feel the fear! Bugs!"
The two people hiding behind the marble pedestal had just finished taking the medicine and happened to hear this line.
Xiao Qi raised his hand, moved behind the pedestal, and pointed his middle finger at the enemy.
"Where on earth did she learn these lines?"
Xueming wanted to drag Bai Qingqing's arm to ask her to stop being so promiscuous.
Just listen to the strong sound of the bowstring exploding! The big arrow shot through Xiao Qi's palm!
With his wrists torn and cut cleanly, he plunged into the mahogany door of the showcase.
The arrow blasted out billowing smoke, sawdust scattered in all directions, and the ritual bloodletting knife on the counter bounced off the countertop, almost scratching Xiao Qi's face.
Brother Qi smiled proudly, very wickedly - she held the half-cut arm that had lost its luster and moisture in her hand, and the palm of her hand was gone.
"Fortunately, I saved a hand."
finally--
——In the fatal gap when Leah fired her bow again.
Xueming tore the lion's bones away from Xiao Qi's waist, and her blood-red eyes lit up in the thick dust mist.
A blue storm burst out of the darkness!
The steel mace was used as a long stick, and it rushed straight towards the big bat who was drawing the bow and arrow.
Life and death are in this moment.
The dark arrow flew away from the bloody steel string and was shattered by Xueming's stick.
Before the force of the stick could get stronger, the suddenly disconnected steel stick immediately turned into a whip shape and struck Prince Leia on the head while hanging upside down.
At that moment, the BOSS's fingernails almost knocked out the brains of this vampire monster.
From a distance of more than five meters, I saw that the stick was divided into four sections again, with two fleshy palms holding the white stick, and two spiritual arms shining with white light holding the black stick.
——The fierce whip almost turned this blood bat monster into a pulp.
The moment the soul power dissipated, Prince Leia stared at the enemy fiercely. She was forcefully pulled back from the bat form to the human form. Her jaw was broken, and half of her tongue was bitten by her own teeth. She couldn't even speak fluently. She clamped the lion bone Wu Cun tightly with her belly, and inserted her other hand into the blood pool, quickly replenishing the essence.
"So audacious...so..."
The moment the weight of the stick in his hand changed, Jiang Xueming had already abandoned the stick and fled.
Seeing Leah twisting and straightening her back, the hard whip in her belly was still emitting high-temperature flames and emitting foul-smelling smoke.
The long rope woven by the blue lion's mane swung along with the vampire's strong limbs, hitting its original owner.
Leah screamed in pain and laughed arrogantly.
"I will fight tooth for tooth! Eye for eye! Your weapon is good! Now it's mine!"
When the weak whip hit Xueming's side, she was knocked sideways and staggered. Her eyes were blank for a moment, and a hole the size of a fist was cut open with her flesh and blood along with her clothes. Broken bones and burnt ribs gushed out from the wound. The smelly meat, responding to the impact, rolled into the corridor.
Leah found a moment to breathe, and with exquisite muscle control, she carefully took out the enemy's weapon from her belly. She was not afraid of the fire on the stick at all.
"Jiang Xueming! You can't kill me! Behind me is the blood pool that the entire Nanhai City has worked hard to collect for many years! This is the divine power given to me by Our Lady of Grace!"
She held the stick, but didn't know how to use it. She just swung it roughly towards the target who was running away in embarrassment.
"You can't beat my [JOURNEY·Journey]! I am a man of copper and iron! I am a titanium alloy!"
The unarmed Jiang Xueming said nothing as she ran in front of the display cabinets, using the marble corridor support columns to avoid being struck by sticks.
"Your journey ends here. This treasure is as sharp as iron and can penetrate my soul and break my bones! I will accept it!"
The words have not yet fallen——
——A blast sound like a .22 bullet burst out of the air.
Eight flying knives hit the blood-sucking monster's eye socket, almost forming a line, shattering Leah's left eye.
"It hurts! It fucking hurts me! Ah! - Ah!!"
The knight's armor once again covered Leia's body, and the soul's power responded.
This clumsy iron armor slowed her down and almost turned her into a living target!
Leah originally thought that as long as she wore thick enough clothes, these ritual knives for disembowelment and bloodletting would not be able to hurt her, but——
——Through the gaps in the armor, dozens of sharp blades penetrated like terrifying magic tools, stabbing her to the core.
When she used her only remaining right eye to observe the target running back and forth in the corridor, like a ghost, she lost the ability to focus her eyes, lost her sense of distance, and lost the chance to fight back.
When she abandoned the stick, she wanted to open the tower shield again and be a loyal iron bastard for Our Lady of Grace. Even if she could not defeat the enemy, she could still hold the enemy back with her body and soul.
In just one second when the tower shield was formed, four flying knives penetrated the joint gaps of the slat armor and hit her knees.
What she couldn't figure out was——
——What kind of murderous maniac is this guy? What kind of destiny evil star is he?
Why does this guy know the structure of human joints, the weaknesses of armor, and her body, Leah Barathon, even better than she herself.
When her body was out of balance, Leah still had the slightest illusion.
As long as the tower shield can take shape, as long as [JOURNEY·Journey] is still functioning.
These rituals cannot kill her with a bloodletting knife——
——The two intruders have no other means.
With the blood pool of Fort Chadderton at her back, her strong bones are invincible!
But the Blood Prince hiding in the iron can of soul power became more and more frightened——
——Because the pain when the clanking blade pierces into the body cannot lie.
Next to the display cabinet in the large corridor, Xiao Qi and Xueming worked together to deliver more than 1,200 bloodletting ritual knives to the blood monster. At this moment, Liya experienced firsthand what it means to have excessive heavy metals.
The rapidly healing body was swallowed into the stomach together with the blades. These foreign objects followed the movement of the muscles and repeatedly destroyed her body, and several knives had already penetrated into the deepest part of the belly.
As the fierce and violent flying knife hit the gap in the iron plate again and again, pushing the handle of the knife blocking the road deeper in, as long as Leah moved a little, she was almost in tears from the pain, and Mrs. Bai in her belly Stirred into a sticky mess.
Holy Blood of Grace...
Continue like this...
The Holy Blood of Grace is going out of control!
Without the regeneration ability brought by Madam Bai, this physical body would probably collapse in an instant.
Leia wanted to do something, but found that her body was extremely heavy. However, she held up the shield with one hand and sucked blood from the blood pool with the other hand. Even straightening her back was a luxury. She unconsciously raised her head, trying to escape from the edge of the tower shield. corner to observe the situation.
——Listen to the sound of flying knives!
A sheet of cold light hit the gold-plated edge of the blood pool. The knife hit the alloy floor that was soft on the outside and hard on the inside, and ejected from behind Leah.
The strange and vicious trajectory caught Leia off guard.
At that moment, her body froze and the center of her spine was broken into two parts.
The moment the tower shield disappears, the power of the soul collapses, and the consciousness fades away——
——The Blood Prince saw the four-armed Shura in Eastern mythology.
The woman was covered in blood, and her two fleshy palms were filled with knives.
If it is said that the knives in the hands of magicians or jugglers are usually six or eight.
In the hands of this terrifying and bizarre evil star, each fingertip is filled with three knives. His dexterous hands are like a tool tray specially designed to hold knives. He holds a total of twenty-four knives, like a peacock with its tail open. .
The two spirit arms held up the mace and would fall down at any moment.
The originally dark short hair has been dyed dark red by blood. There is no joy or sadness in the woman's eyes, no emotion can be seen, only a surging, cold will to fight.
The horrific wound on her right rib hadn't been treated in time. From the side of her sternum, she could see that under the charred skin, some of the capillaries in her lungs were still beating with her deep breathing.
Leah Baratheon's last words before she died.
"It's...so beautiful..."
The sticks fell together with the thunder outside the window!
With just one blow, the monster's blood-sucking arm was broken to the bone. The originally calm blood pool was shaken by the fierce blow, causing ripples.
What followed was a cruel and cold-blooded execution——
——The blade that fell with the rain pierced Leah Barathon’s other eye and went straight into her forehead.
Xiao Qi quickly caught up and took a stick from Xueming's spiritual body's arm.
The two of them joined forces and began to pound the dead but not stiff meatball.
Brother Seven is roaring!
"Your journey! It's over!"
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