Chapter Thirteen Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill [Recommended Monthly Pass for Reading]

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For some reason, there were very few passengers on the Gunmaru Express. It could be seen with the Judgment Eyes that although these weird and evil things did many evil things without any intention of harming people, they did not kill any of the people on the Gunmaru.

Although the blind man was not very smart, he was not very stupid either. He could also guess that there were not many passengers on the Gunmaru.

The Gunmaru had a total of eighteen carriages, and the carriage he, Matchmaker, and three other people were in was carriage 18. He fought from carriage 18 to the front, and he didn't see any passengers until carriage nine. Once one section is cleared, the train doors will close, blocking out other weird things.

But the fact that there were no passengers really concerned him. It was as if someone knew in advance that the Gunmaru was going to cause a bloody storm, so they deliberately blocked the participation of people outside the incident. Although the situation seemed wrong, it was better than someone losing their life. .

A blind man can also kill these evil and weird things that make him angry and furious without any burden.

He fought with Killing Zhudao all the way, but there was no one enemy. However, the blind man also knew very well that it was not that he was too strong, but that Killing Zhudao had too much restraint against evil spirits.

Just by waving it, the red light ribbon can be released, and no evil object can stop it. D-level true spirits and some C-level true spirits have exploded, but none of the A- and B-level true spirits have been added.

What a bunch of fucking bastards who bully the weak and fear the strong.

All the monsters killed by him were washed away under the red silk ribbon, and exploded into groups of flying photons of different colors. However, these photons did not wander outside the Gunmaru, but instead sank into the Gunmaru. The pill horn seemed to be integrated into the gun pill horn.

The beep also recovered from the failure and fell into a larger failure.

"Asking for help, seeking help, please pay attention ahead, ahead, ahead, go urgently, we will arrive soon."

But rather than saying it is a malfunction, it is better to say that some words are selected from the prompt sound to provide a more abstract prompt.

If these "vocabularies" are disassembled individually, it seems that a conclusion can be drawn.

The Gunmaru is asking itself for help, so it is asking itself to go forward.

The spiritual vision in his eyes also saw a rather "holy" scene, as if life was about to be born.

The strange explosion that he killed made various photons that merged into the Gunmaru, entered the densely connected lines, and fell into the digital ocean of countless 0s and 1s. The light green data couldn't help flowing. Between movement and movement, , an "animation" is presented.

The baby-like form is growing up in this part of the "animation".

[The Gunmaru has artificial intelligence] This situation was told to him by the matchmaker. If the "fact" that evil spirits are strangely integrated into the Gunmaru is regarded as a [spiritual reminder] for the artificial intelligence, does this mean that... ·Has artificial intelligence become sophisticated? !

The blind man couldn't tell, but he originally wanted to clean the entire train along the way, so he moved forward.

Finally, he saw the slender ghost fleeing forward in the eighth carriage. Because it was too tall, he had to bend down and huddle in the carriage, only pulling and pushing with the tentacles of black mist behind it to keep him away.

"Gunmaru! If you can hear me, close the aisle door of the train!" the blind man roared.

The aisle door also closed obediently, and the eighth carriage turned into a sealed cubicle.

The mud step broke out, and even the immature membrane wings on his back were providing assistance for gliding at this moment. The shrinkage derived from the Qi machine also brought him closer to the slender ghost.

The demon sword was wrapped with broken blades, turned into a sheath blade, and reappeared as a Qi sword.

The red sword slashed down, cutting the slender ghost figure in half.

But the true spirit has not arrived, which means that the lanky ghost has not been killed.

Sure enough, strips of black tentacles extended out from the broken "corpse" of the elongated ghost. After the tentacles landed on the ground, they began to expand, and a realm suddenly opened up.

A... small world inside the carriage also belongs to the "domain" of the lanky ghost.

In the field, the black tentacles turned into the trunks of countless trees in the dark forest. All over these trees were the faces of children. The children were of different ages, but without exception they were all around fourteen years old. , is the interval between children and adolescents.

The Qi machine spread and could not connect the heaven and the earth. Even the three-foot Qi machine's own domain was suppressed to only cover the body surface, mixed with the water and fire fairy clothes, and mixed with the jade turtle spirit, turning into a tough shield on the body surface.

This is the "small world" belonging to the lanky ghost. This small world is also trying its best to suppress the blind man, and he is targeted.

Several slender ghosts walked out from behind the tree. In this forest with thin fog and gloomy atmosphere, the slender ghosts were finally able to stretch their bodies.

They are weird, but they are not independent individuals, but a [cluster], or a [phenomenon], a natural phenomenon like wind, rain, thunder and lightning. There are no individuals in the phenomenon, but a whole. .

At this moment the whole unfolds from the individual and surrounds the blind man.

The lanky ghosts marched towards the blind man,

Qin Xiya's response was a slap in the face.

The red silk ribbon turned into a red sword, extending to ten meters. He twisted his body, clearing away the twisted tentacle branches within ten meters, and also cleared away a large number of slender ghosts trying to surround him.

At this moment, he finally understood what Tu Sanshi said when he was playing a game with Tu Sanshi: [There are two kinds of news in a horror game, one is good news: there is a gun, and the other is bad news: there is a gun; but when If you have enough firepower or combat power, even a horror game will become an unparalleled mower. 】

Speaking of firepower... don't you still have grenades in your bag? Try throwing one out and hear the sound.

Although the grenade exploded after being thrown, it had no effect. As if the scene was indestructible, the explosion of the grenade did not cause any damage to the slender ghost or the current area.

In that case, let's just use a knife.

The Thousand Blades of the Demonic Sword returned to form a sword shape, and the inner energy of the burning flame clung to the two swords.

He opened his hands and charged into the slender ghosts. Each sword could take away one of the slender ghosts, but there were indeed a huge number of them, swarming in one after another.

Kill, kill, kill, kill, these bastards who only have numbers but no combat effectiveness really have no combat effectiveness at all.

Kill, kill, kill, kill, but it is this disgusting evil alien that has killed so many innocent people.

The red sword light and broken blades were like dragons, setting off waves of swords in the black community. The black tentacles were shaken away by the jade turtle spirit when they approached his body, and the majestic blood overflowing in the red was also blown away. Transformed into red with the same properties, it is like a tiger descending from the mountain to join the flock of sheep, and its natural restraint is undoubtedly revealed.

He was like a tireless killing machine, fulfilling his duty as a killer, killing him and turning the world upside down.

But it still has no effect at all. Can human power fight against natural phenomena? Obviously not.

The blind man is no longer a person in the conventional sense. He can fight against this "natural phenomenon", but he cannot completely erase it.

"Fuck your mother, I'll go back and learn some Taoist skills." The blind man breathed out sweet fragrance.