Foreword:
The higher the monkey climbed, the more clearly his butt was exposed.
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[Part 1·Blood Red Star]
The armored vehicle was lying in front of the Kansai Pedestrian Street. Meteor quickly walked down with Beloberg on his back and ran quickly in the direction of the spiritual disaster radar.
More than a hundred people rushed out from both sides of the street. They were all panicked ordinary people. Occasionally, one or two militiamen from the Metropolitan Police Department could be seen. These armed Snow Owls hugged their walkie-talkies, as if they had been frightened.
"Go! Come on, come on! Ordinary citizens, come this way! The Fire Department will send people soon. You can follow the instructions to the nearest underground shelter! This is a spiritual disaster! I repeat, this is a spiritual disaster! This is not a drill! "
"City Hall! Call for support! I want to call for support!"
"A monster is coming in! Where did it come from? What is it!
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"I can't stay here...me!"
"Wow!——"
A shrill scream came from the West Street entrance. Meteor stopped suddenly and stood still to take a closer look.
A vicious dog jumped out from the window of the room on the second floor of the shop. It was supposed to be a beast kept in captivity by the Mercy Society. It was a spaniel that was affected by the Holy Blood of Grace and infected with Vita's brand.
It landed lightly, grabbed the conscript's neck, and bit it gently, as if the thick tongue and the roof of the mouth were working together without even moving the teeth. The conscript's skull turned into mud like a soft biscuit.
Meteor looked closely and saw that this vicious dog was not as docile as the monster information submitted on the Anonymous public channel. It had changed a lot.
As Jason Megan mentioned in the documentation notes, under the influence of the Incarnation Butterfly, this terrifying blood-giving monster has become an apostle.
The bright red hair all over its body has faded, becoming smooth and smooth. Even if the fur is removed, it still has a body length of more than six meters (not counting the tail). When it stands on all fours, it can reach the second floor with its twisted snout. merchants.
Its head is almost as big as the front nose of a Wuling Hongguang car, and it has a beastly snout with slender fangs and sharp teeth. After losing its hair, its eyes also disappeared, as if it had some of the characteristics of a butterfly, and on its belly and back, there were densely bulging, nearly fifty human heads.
These human heads had their mouths open, as if they were growing in the skin of this [Hound Apostle], imprisoned by a cage of flesh and blood. They tried hard to break through this shackles, and followed the pace of [Hound Apostle], following its belly. It vibrates naturally and makes a strange noise.
It was not the wail of the undead, but a terrifying and ecstatic laughter.
The hound apostle lowered his head, and a thick forked red tongue emerged from the beast's snout. It rolled up the headless corpse of the conscript and carried it into its belly.
Ah Xing was unable to steady his body under the sudden psychic impact. In just two seconds, the monster about twenty meters away had disappeared.
He stayed for a while and felt the wind blowing above his head!
Four pink and white animal paws landed on the bricks of the long street and landed behind him.
He looked back and saw the hound's forked tongue dancing. Only when he got closer could he see clearly - what kind of tongue was this!
This is a pair of wings of a butterfly!
Meteor was stunned, and for a moment, he actually felt panic from the bottom of his heart.
The majestic spiritual pressure submerged him like a quagmire, as if he had returned to the realm of death in Niflheim. He had not yet completed his journey to immortality, and was about to die here halfway!
The incarnation butterfly is actually hiding in the mouth of this flesh and blood monster, hiding in the apostle's head - with just a kiss from the hound, the mortal body can be turned into a crazy butterfly.
At this moment, Meteor was unable to move. Under the huge intimidation, it seemed as if his legs and feet did not belong to him. The light source of the pyroxene was bright and dim, and the red mist pouring out from the beast's snout was carrying a strong stench, even if there was a big wolf. The mask was used for protection, and the anti-virus and dust-proof mesh absorbed a large amount of impurities. He was still traumatized and nauseated.
His belly began to twitch, and his muscles began to spasm just after he came face to face with that strip.
When his tongue looked at the hundreds of eyeballs on the wings, at that moment - Asing almost fell into madness.
He could feel the itching on his skin. His right hand was on the handle of the Wild Wolf ACE, but it was difficult to pull out the firearm. His will to fight was frustrated, as if he was suddenly stunned and his brain was blocked.
He had never had such an idea——
——You will lose, you will die, and you will leave nothing behind.
He has never had this thought since coming to the underground world.
But today, he seemed to be shaken.
Just a few seconds passed, and the incarnation butterfly merged with the apostle, like a knight riding a war horse and driving a flesh and blood chariot. It used the evil eyes on its wings to observe the interesting prey in front of it, as if it had found it. Excellent materials must be used to shape another apostle and another mass of flesh and blood creation using the essence of Bu Meteor.
At this time, Meteor finally passed the test——
——He bit the tip of his tongue fiercely! Wake up from the severe pain!
Pull out the Wild Wolf ACE and pull the trigger on that unnatural freak!
There was a sound of "Boom--", the hot gun flames were like dragon roars, and the bullets hit the hounds, causing them to tilt their heads and avoid them involuntarily!
Meteor had a bucket of ice water poured all over his body!
That's not a sign that the shot worked! Absolutely not!
He fights and retreats at the same time! He almost ran forward, turned sideways and fired backwards, shaking the handle of the Wild Wolf ACE with one arm, and heard the loud noise of the semi-automatic gun working continuously and shooting continuously!
His body was pushed by this barbaric firearm, and his eyes were fixed on the movements of the apostle hound!
——That is definitely not a wound caused by shooting, nor is it a sign that it is staggering in pain!
This terrifying monster has countless eyes! It seems like it can see bullets! Can its dynamic vision catch bullets? !
It seems that in order to protect the wings of the incarnation butterfly, it deliberately tilts its body and tilts its head, so that its relatively strong skull and skin can catch these hot shotguns!
It can see supersonic warheads...
This thought flashed through his mind, and Meteor was almost frightened out of his mind.
The moment the hound apostle was injured by the bullet, its pink-white skin was covered with blood-red sores. It staggered quickly, as if it was drunk, and swayed strangely, and then it looked like water. , the skin and muscles sometimes relaxed and sometimes tightened, he got into the corridor of the shop and escaped from the shooting range of the meteor.
Meteor took off his gloves while reloading——
——Because there is too much sweat on my hands, too much.
Because his body had betrayed him, his body seemed to be in extreme panic, and his anti-cut gloves were almost soaked with sweat. He was still numb, as if he was performing a work task, and removed the magazine of Wild Wolf ACE. Replace with new ones.
He locked on to the vicious and strange spiritual pressure, and swept his eyes to the second floor, then to the third floor. A group of blood-red butterflies flew out from the fake chimney of the shop and from the exquisite decorations of the bungalow.
The hound apostle didn't make a sound, climbing on the crack in the alley, clinging to the white outer wall of the clothing store's door, with a piece of fresh human flesh in its mouth——
- Meteor followed the scream.
The skin of the monster's head is healing rapidly, and it seems to have eaten several innocent passers-by.
It also had a woman in its mouth. Judging from her clothing, she looked like a tailor in a clothing store or the boss's wife. The scream came from this woman's mouth.
The bright red sores were slowly eroding the woman's skin, and with a sharp and piercing scream, she asked for help from the meteor.
"Please! Please! Please!"
"Save...save...save..."
She couldn't say any unnecessary words, and her mind was gradually leaving her. Her arms were tightly grasped by the incarnation butterfly, as if the evil demon was going to test Bu Liuxing again.
Use this method to destroy Bu Liuxing's spiritual world.
"save..."
The poor woman heard the gunfire—
——A Xing's wild wolf spit out angry flames, but the distance was too far and the effect was limited. This time it didn't even cut the flesh, it was like a handful of sand hitting the water, and the hound used the most flexible thick skin on its face to harden it. Eat this.
Ah Xing replaced the single-ended bullet, gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger. He quickly took out his samurai blade, drew his gun and fired rapidly.
The single-headed shotgun with huge impact hit the hound on the nose, causing it to raise its head, and then the woman's even more miserable and painful howl was heard.
[In view of the general environment,
Ah Xing's eyes were unfocused, and the nine-millimeter handgun fired from the gun seemed to have hit the hostage.
just like--
——It's as if this monster has intelligence and did this on purpose.
Blood trickled down from the woman's belly and chest. If Meteor didn't shoot, maybe she wouldn't be injured, but if Meteor didn't do anything, she would still die.
"killed..."
The woman stares at the shooting star——
——There is a kind of gloominess from the eyes, just before death, with no life left.
"Kill me... kill... kill me... hee hee hee... hee hee hee... kill..."
Before becoming one with the transformed butterfly, you will feel inexplicable ecstasy.
It's like returning to my mother's arms, to the cradle of eternal happiness and peace.
It is a kind of happiness that transcends neurohormones, transcends the mundane world, and transcends all kinds of suffering and eight difficulties.
Axing raised his gun, and he finally came to the front of his inner demon——
——It seems that the hound knows, it seems that the incarnation butterfly knows.
What is the softest place in the heart of this unknown warrior.
Meteor will never attack women or children. Even if they are enemies, he will hesitate and waver.
It was like the moment they looked at each other, the Incarnation Butterfly had already seen through Ah Xing's death door, penetrated his brain, and eroded his sanity.
"Hehehe...hehehehe!"
The woman's hair floated, being assimilated by the butterfly's feathers, pulling it bit by bit, trying to send it to the deepest part of the beast's kiss——
——But the Apostle Hound did nothing. It remained motionless. It seemed to be obeying the instructions of the Incarnation Butterfly, quietly observing this era, trying to see how much the human warriors of this era weighed.
The suddenly split scalp made the woman tremble in pain, her eyes rolled up, and a stream of yellow urine fell from her skirt——
——Liu Xing then fired, his eyes almost bulging out of his sockets, a thundering roar burst out from his throat, and red butterfly marks crawled out of his neck.
The Red Stone Man is the favorite warrior of the Mad Butterfly. When his madness index jumps from A- to S, or outside the specification, he will naturally fall into a completely crazy situation, lose his mind, and be dominated by anger and hatred. It is not impossible to become a madman who cannot distinguish between friend and foe, and eventually join the camp of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult.
More than forty meters away, many bullets were missed. His usual shooting training results were not that bad. This phenomenon proved that Meteor could no longer control his arms.
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[Part·Rage]
Fortunately, that bursting brain finally saved him——
——Finally rescued the hostage from the mouth of the hound and from the shackles of the butterfly.
The woman died and was immediately stuffed into the belly of the hound in the form of a butterfly.
Meteor didn't think much, it was like a door finally opened.
He seemed to have been lingering outside the door for a long time, but never walked over. The rhodonite on the big wolf's mask was originally bright red, but now it seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, turning into the dark red of wine liquid.
He shouted loudly, put away his gun, and screamed loudly.
"Fight me! Fight me! You!——"
Pointing at the incarnation butterfly that continues to climb up.
"You fight me! Fight me!"
Meteor quickly caught up with him. He couldn't climb up the bare courtyard wall, so he immediately got into the mall. Seeing that the Hound Apostle was going to the top of the building, he ran forward with three steps and two steps at a time, and almost fell down when he rushed to the elevator.
He tightened his grip on Beloberg and wanted to chop the beast into two pieces, but there was a strong fear in his heart. He didn't know if he could do it, but there was only one thought left in his mind, which was to cut these monsters into pieces. Chopped and minced.
He crossed the children's clothing market and infant counter on the second floor and saw a young mother with only half of her body in maternity clothes. She seemed to be a picky hound and didn't want this pregnant woman. She only had protein-rich legs and feet and a child in her belly. Go together.
Meteor's sanity was severely damaged again. He simply didn't look at anything and continued rushing upstairs. When he arrived at the food shop on the third floor, he fell and fell into a pool of blood. His feet were so slippery that he could not stand up.
After finally getting up, he saw nearly a hundred corpses lying beside the road. Men, women, and children had their heads removed. They were all blocked in front of the safety door of the fire escape. It seemed that they had been driven here and could no longer escape.
He walked forward step by step, and could no longer walk faster, but the light on Beloberg always accompanied him——
——Axing comforted himself and tried to deceive himself.
It's nothing, it's nothing.
In the eyes of these beasts, Brother Ming is probably the same. He slaughters their cubs in this way, and he is an executioner who gathers together to kill them happily and cleanly.
If I am afraid, wouldn’t I be frightened to death when I see Brother Ming?
This is wrong, Ah Xing, you can't be afraid... you have to keep moving forward.
When I pushed open the fire escape door, I saw a dense crowd of living people gathering on the stairs leading to the rooftop. They are just stuck here, unable to go upstairs, and dare not go downstairs. It seems that there are other escapees on the rooftop.
Seeing the nameless person covered in blood, these ordinary citizens recognized the Morpho Clothes. After all, the news of the eldest sister wearing it and beating up the Rose Cult was still fresh in their minds.
The road was narrow, and Ah Xing wanted to go upstairs. He put away his sword a little too slowly. Belloberg's dazzling light illuminated the corridor, and some citizens followed suit and shouted for help.
"what happened?"
"Is it Anonymous?"
"I want to get out of here...help..."
"I'm bleeding, and some bastard stepped on my leg..."
With their mournful wails, the swarming citizens barely gave Meteor any chance. They wanted to grab Meteor's clothes, but the sharp rifling of Morpho's clothes made their hands covered with blood. They also saw the river of blood flowing from the food shop on the third floor, like a hell on earth. Immediately they were so frightened that they were pushed back. Several people rolled down the corridor and broke their heads.
Axing raised his sword and shouted: "Get out of the way! Get out of the way! I'm going to the rooftop! I'm going to the rooftop!"
The citizens were restless and frightened. They wanted to avoid a road and fell on their companions. Then they vomited due to severe dizziness and extremely nervous mental state.
Suddenly, a young man with red spots all over his body, who was tortured to the point of madness by the Vita brand, rushed up to get Azing MOLLE's firearm!
"Give it to me! Give it to me!"
This young man seemed to realize that his life was coming to an end, and almost instinctively forced him to grab the gun and find some sense of security.
Ah Xing knocked off the attacker's fleshy palm with a wave of his hand. He looked calm on the outside, but inside he was in a turmoil. When he looked at the panicked people around him, his eyes began to look strange.
He is like a lone wolf who has left civilized society and the pack. It's hard to trust these innocent and helpless people anymore.
He hurriedly rushed to another passage, avoiding the overcrowded fire escape, and came to the smoke exhaust duct of the food shop. He broke through the wall with his strong and ferocious body, then hugged the air duct and climbed to the roof.
There are still fourteen or five people on the top of the building. They blocked the door to the rooftop. They seemed to think that this narrow rooftop could not accommodate so many people - but now it became empty.
Because the apostle hound came, it was full of food and drink, and did not continue to kill people. It seemed to be waiting for the meteor, just waiting for the meteor to fall.
Xing jumped onto the rooftop and suddenly attacked him!
The unsteady meteor raised his sword to face the enemy! Feel happy!
He thought about what Brother Ming said——
——The ranger from hundreds of years ago was able to kill the Incarnation Butterfly, and the same goes for his Step Meteor! This can definitely be done! He is by no means weaker than the ancient warriors!
Rose pyroxene once again ignited blazing flames, and the refreshing power of sweet springs burst out from the limbs and bones!
He almost used all his strength to twist his waist, and his big boots twisted the roof boards, creating a bright spark. The rubber gave off a burnt smell and turned into a puff of black smoke!
Hit him with a powerful sweep! It hit the apostle hound's tusks violently, and then bounced! Meteor's hands burst out with blood, and his flesh was cut with wounds by Beloberg's rapidly rotating sword hilt!
This huge collision of forces was his unilateral defeat!
He hit the Apostle Hound's head sideways, but did not cause much damage. However, the fangs were deflected in the direction of the attack, and the huge beast weighing several tons flew over and hit the left side of Ah Xing's torso firmly. He picked up Ah Xing, whose left arm was broken, and his body flew backwards, flying more than 20 meters from the rooftop of the store, landing on the second floor of the next door area, and smashed the outer wall.
There was not a single piece of good flesh on his body, and the Morpho Butterfly clothes were in tatters. Only his remaining will to fight supported him, and he still held Belloberg tightly.
He felt it was difficult to breathe, and his lungs seemed to be pierced by sharp broken ribs. He wanted to struggle, turn over from the clutter on the pavement, and find a panacea to treat himself. He felt that the big wolf mask seemed to be deformed, and it was different from the flesh on his face. After being together for a long time, the multimedia center has no signal, and the electronic equipment of the visor is broken.
Just once——
——Just for a moment.
Am I going to die?
With this thought in mind, Meteor left him upstairs and reached the roof, where he would receive such a blow again.
Only forty-one seconds have passed. You can see the time from the watch. It is so long and yet so short.
He couldn't move his left arm. It seemed that the left arm had been glued to the waist and abdomen. The lumbar spine was deformed by the huge force and had not been completely broken. The pain signal that this Homo sapiens body could convey had already made Meteor's There is a serious thinking disorder in the brain.
He was not afraid of pain, he was just afraid of seeing his inner demon again.
He gasped weakly, feeling like his body was like a big kettle, constantly leaking liquid, and the elixir flowed out of the composite layer of the Morpho Clothes, slowly closing the hole.
In the blink of an eye, the hound apostle, who had been hit on the head by Belloberg, took a breath. It climbed to the side of the rooftop, ready to jump in front of the meteor to claim its life.
Meteor's left arm was still not very obedient. It had not undergone surgery. It almost grew together with the distorted Morpho Clothes, making it difficult to separate from the side. The severe pain would drive Asing crazy.
He struggled to get up and saw several education and training signs in the shop on the second floor.
When he heard the cry of the kindergarten teacher and the children, his mind went blank!
"Fight me! Fight me! You fight me!"
He was breathing heavily, scolding the evil demon above his head, and trying to remind--
——I want to alert other people in the dark room, and I want these women and children to run for refuge.
He could barely stand up, so he climbed up from the soft and deformed sponge cushions, wooden tables and chairs, and the remains of the double-decker children's bed. He immediately walked to the tunnel in the outer wall of the second floor and wanted to jump down.
He howled loudly, making a defiant war cry with the Apostle Hound.
"Fight me!
! "
The pink and white giant beast jumped forward gently——
——At that moment, Meteor's eyes widened. He saw the powerful opponent from the broken golden mask and the holes in the great wolf helmet.
He raised the sword with one hand, but his strength was not even 50% as strong as when he faced the enemy with all his strength at the beginning.
——Absolutely unstoppable...
He wanted to jump down, maybe the apostle hound would follow him, but what happened next?
What happens after that?
It's so noisy. Why is it so noisy?
Why is there so much noise?
Can you please wake me up!
Meteor's steel teeth almost shattered his teeth, and he stared at the mythical units coming from above with a stinking wind. He felt as if a water and land dojo had opened in his ears, and the sound of shattering metal and glass almost made him unable to think.
The next second, I saw a dark motorcycle rushing out of the shop.
The huge front wheels crushed the pine partition wall and smashed a path.
Wen Bucai put his foot on Ah Xing's waist and kicked the honest kid downstairs. Then he pulled out a giant sword from the back seat of the heavy motorcycle——
——No, if you want to call it a sword, it would be too big and too heavy.
It's like a gate, just made of six sides and no ridge of iron!
"Hey!——"
From the mouth of the black-haired and black-eyed Wen Bucai, he exhaled a breath of bright red and turbid breath, as if he had inhaled too much smog in this city and came here holding back a surge of rage.
The moment the motorcycle rushed out of the building, [Jiu Kuang] followed Wen Bucai and held the handle of the giant sword, stirring up the raging sword wind!
"Pfft——"
The knight riding the steel horse chopped the hound that turned into a butterfly into two halves! When he landed from the second floor, the tire drew a dark semicircle on Asing's side.
Thick blood rolled down the slope of the giant sword. The strong wind blew against its blade, and immediately there was a strange rustling sound, like the sound of a flute or the roar of an evil ghost.
The huge sword blade, which was almost two meters long, smashed its head, then tore open the flesh and bone, and shattered the bones. The huge potential energy was not like Belloberg's small toothpick, and there was no chance of flicking the knife!
Its flesh and blood turned into mud, paralyzed on the ground, and cut in two!
However, he is not dead yet!
Wen Bucai spoke righteously to the puddle of squirming flesh and the two halves of the dog's head.
"I advise you not to move, otherwise it will only increase the pain."
Swing the giant sword and start the engine. Like a cavalry call before charging.
