binary dead train

Chapter 585 Mu Jue ([-])

"What's the mess?!"

The Shepherd withdrew, the walls cracked open in all directions, the pale lambs screamed, and rushed towards Turing and the wolves one after another. What greeted them was overwhelming artillery fire and high-temperature sharp claws——

These are implanted by Turing through the daughter body, supplemented by technical weapons made of "local materials".

Its idea is based on Banga's crude technology, which can stimulate energy roughly, and has many advantages such as fast output and great power.In contrast, it is unstable, short life and other defects.

And the high-precision machine tool work from phantom limbs, even the most inferior materials, can exert effects far beyond their own, not to mention the effect of simply increasing the technical value, which can greatly improve its quality and power.

The local material, Rune Silver, has also added a killing effect on bloodthirsty ones.When the sword can't produce effect, heavy fire suppression is the best answer.

Pale lambs neighed and howled as they were torn to shreds by the storm of bullets.The werewolf's strong body is strong enough to resist these brutal firepower and suppress its progress step by step.And the not-so-spacious corridor has also become the best place for shrapnel to bounce. Even if white beasts pour out endlessly from the opened traps, they will inevitably end up being torn to pieces. It was also torn apart by the violent barrage.

When the entire space was covered by gunpowder smoke, those high-speed erupting rotary cannons slowly stopped, leaving only the jingling of the shell casings lingering in gunpowder smoke, and the deep and thick black smoke was blowing away——

Black and red corpses piled up the honeycomb-like corridors, whether it was staggered cages, red-stained corpses, or huge bookshelves full of years, had all been reduced to pieces.And among the remains of the river of blood flowing all over the ground, only Yu Mujue slowly lowered the white "cloak" covering his front, revealing the pair of silver pupils shrunk like pinpoints:
"you……"

"Facts have proved that in the face of terrifying modern firepower, no matter how superior your vitality and strength are to humans, you are still vulnerable."

"Unbearable?"

Mu Jue shook his cloak, and when his eyes swept over the remnant body on the ground, a flash of anger flashed across his face.

"Your arrogance will cost you..."

"If your body is strong enough, why do you need to block that white thing in front of you?"

Looking at the bullet casings piled up under his feet after being blocked by the white "cloak", Mu Jue was silent.

"Leave it to us."

The leader of the werewolf took a step forward with a fierce look in his eyes.

While it prefers to shred its prey with its sharp claws, these rapid-firing magic guns give it a killing experience like never before.Although he can also use this kind of firecracker in human form, the refreshing feeling is not comparable to the firecracker.

Even if he is not as bloodthirsty as other members of the same race, he has not enjoyed it yet as he first experienced the powerful firepower of modern times.Especially after Mu Jue showed his timidity under the words of the mysterious demon hunter beside him.

"I admit that the dog owner's mouth is indeed stronger than that of ordinary two-legged sheep... As for you, even if the beast learns to use tools, it is nothing more than a beast." I can't hide my disdain.

This made the wolves grin their fangs and growl threateningly, but was stopped by Turing's arm: "Stop."

"...I admit that you are qualified to win our loyalty, but this does not mean that you can order us at will..." Cornell rubbed his teeth, and the vertical pupils that swept across Turing shrank slightly.

Obviously, the werewolves were extremely sensitive to the word beast, and Cornell's minions were already filled with anger, ready to go.

"In fact, I do have the capital to order you now. But before we discuss this matter, are you sure that the weapons I gave you can penetrate that white cloth?"

Cornell grinned: "The sharp claws of wolves are not weaker than any firecrackers..."

He took a step back.Apparently, it's just lip service.

Mu Jue sneered, facing the language advantage of the wolves made him feel a lot more comfortable.As if to show off, the cloak turned into white fluid in his hand and retracted all his wrists:

"How can the power derived from the noble blood allow mere fire to injure my body? But you, son of Cain... this is ancient technology, and this is knowledge that is forbidden by the church."

"You brought a bunch of firecrackers, and a group of wild beasts slaughtered my herd. Yes, it is very surprising...but it is just a herd. But even a herd, it costs a lot to cultivate ...You killed my legion and ruined my efforts, maybe you should use your clever mind to think about it...what will it cost you to anger a noble Lord Remer cost!!!"

The sharp teeth neighed, and the ear-piercing sound waves shook the blood pool all over the ground.Amidst the howling of the wolves, a large cloud of white liquid swept up, mixed with Mu's piercing roar——

"Suffering withers!!!"

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"what happened?"

"It's neighing."

Quinn who stopped walking slowly raised her head.

"I heard the hiss...that was from the bloodthirsty one. And...the scream of the werewolf?"

"The werewolf is here too? Then we are really not far from death..."

"Shut up." Father Harvest Ansel yelled at a pessimistic demon hunter, "I also feel that the screams of those wild beasts are coming from above, which is a good thing."

"With werewolves here, our chances of success are even greater. How long has it been since Saipan left?" Saipan was one of his two followers.

"One minute overtime." Another entourage replied, but just as he finished speaking, hurried footsteps came from the front.This made the whole slightly sluggish team shake up, and they all clenched their hunting gear tightly.

"it's me."

A low voice came from the end of the corridor, which was especially piercing in this quiet and bright red corridor.Saipan's figure emerged from the front.

At this time, Quinn and his party had arrived at the second basement floor. This was a pure prison, shrouded in bright red steam lamps.There were steel prison doors on both sides of them, but they were all empty.

There are no jailers or prisoners, but the entire ground is filled with bright red blood, and every step is covered with blood that goes up to the ankle.

"I met pale lambs, but..." Saipan, who came dripping with blood, hesitated for a moment, "they are in a strange state. They are very nervous, and they got into the mechanism and left without paying much attention to me. I think Destroy those institutions to find the secret passage, but failed."

"They didn't attack you?" Quinn frowned.

"They wanted to attack me, but they were stopped by some force. It seems that someone is manipulating them..."

"Mujue." Father Harvest said without hesitation, "They are Mujue's pets. It seems that the werewolf caused them a lot of trouble... Like I said, it's a good thing."

"The David outside..." Quinn's pupils shrank.

"We can't protect ourselves right now."

Father Harvest's words made Quinn sigh, but his brows soon became firm again:

"That's right, we are carrying the dead souls of the doctors on our backs...Everyone check your weapons, make sure there is nothing wrong with your guns, and then move on."

"There is no way out. We must rescue Arzak, even if we all die here. No...we will all die here."

Quinn's voice echoed in the bloody corridor. Several demon hunters looked at the black and red space behind them, and the decadence in their eyes was gradually dissipating, turning into a wave of determination.

"Yes, we're all going to die here."

The barrel slides, the hunting gear squeaks, and the hunters, dripping with blood, move on.

"Well done."

"what do you mean?"

"We're all going to die here."

Father Ansel walked beside Quinn. His tall figure made it difficult to see his face clearly under the red light.

"People are at their bravest when there is nothing to lose. Sometimes, I envy the guild hunters in such a state."

"You shouldn't say such things, especially now." Quinn frowned.

"Sorry." The Harvest Hunter pressed down his dilapidated three-cornered hat and completely covered his face in the shadows, but he didn't seem to be planning to end the conversation, but the sudden sound of the piano interrupted them and tensed everyone's nerves .

It was the sound of the pipe organ, simple and sweet, full of the thickness of the years.And between those vibrating notes, there is an indescribable gloom.

"The counter...its beating frequency is unprecedented." The gear heart that Quinn took out from his arms was beating violently.This appalling creation beat violently amidst the sound of the piano, once again enveloping a layer of haze in everyone's hearts.

The hunters squeezed the hunting gear in their hands and moved forward slowly. The sound of the piano was getting closer and brighter, and a magnificent hall gradually appeared in front of it, as if suddenly coming from a gloomy dungeon to a gorgeous banquet.

However, those figures sitting at the white cloth table are just charred black corpses, they have different expressions, some are crazy, some are sad, and they seem to be kneeling on the table and praying to the sky.

The food on the table was bright in color, but a little too bright, like the color of poisonous mushrooms.

thump—

Accompanied by the heavy syllables, all the hunters, whose scalps were numb from the strange scene before them, noticed the figure behind the tent.

The translucent red tent allows people to see the outline of the huge gear piano, and the figure in the blood cloak slowly got up from the seat, and a sweet and slightly hot breath penetrated into the mouth and nose of Father Harvest, making his pupils Shrink suddenly—

"Get out of here immediately! Quick!!!"

(End of this chapter)