Abyss Express

Chapter t.12 I'm the One·I am a hot blue person

[Part①·Rock musician]

"It's my turn! Horse-faced weirdo!"

Ah Xing’s whole body is radiating heat——

——Gloria's holy blood and his immune system were fighting each other. After the red stone man entered a state of rage, his cardiopulmonary system began to work overclocking due to the surge of adrenaline.

The muscles are congested and the whole body is sweating. If you clench your fists slightly, you can feel the violent heartbeat.

In this state, the overall output of Meteor's body essence will increase by about 30%, and the holy blood of the immortal will quickly flow to every cell - I'm afraid it won't take long, maybe ten minutes or half an hour, he will Becoming Gloria's blooded servant, he wanted to say goodbye to his identity as Homo sapiens.

This is the most common form when General Weeping uses knight combat skills to deal with blood-giving monsters. In the [Etiquette Class], we have seen this furious posture where the muscles all over the body are congested with blood, and the latissimus dorsi, shoulders and neck are swollen and heated along with the arms.

When Gloria saw this scene, the crying general's spiritual pressure was like a ball of hot red flowers, which began to burn violently in the arena. The rising sweat and moisture continued to emerge from the man's shoulders and head. , when in direct contact with the soul power attack of [Stayed Gone·Gone] - this kid was injured.

Although there was only a little skin trauma, the debris that fell from the stone ball's skin still caused damage to Meteor. They directly tore open the stab-proof clothing, swept away the clothing fibers and skin, and opened up a colorful flower like a beast's claws. Blood flower.

The smell of blood drifted into Gloria's nose, and she immediately felt relaxed and happy.

——Whether it’s cooked delicately and slow-cooked, or skinned and eaten alive.

——Whether it is made into a collection of blood slaves to enjoy slowly, or it is made into a specimen for collection in a museum.

——This is top quality!

Gloria thought like this - the essence of General Crying is so tempting! As long as he maintains his heart-pounding and furious state, it won't be long before he is completely mine!

For Meteor, this gambling battle must be resolved quickly, because Duran has no dice——

——The horse-headed ghost's soul power can be rewarded by accumulating rounds. Even the judge cannot evade the large-scale control of Bailan Songstress, and she must accept the confrontation appraisal of this enchanting singing in every round.

The longer they delay, the stronger their combined skills become.

In this circular arena, there is enough time and rounds for the horse-headed ghost's [Stayed Gone·Gone] to charge up its soul power. This time, it was just good luck that the meteor could block this beast's superiority die. .

But what about next time? What about next time?

If this stone ball is allowed to be charged for three rounds, the horse-headed ghost will have three dice opportunities to make advantageous rolls. At that time, can Belloberg and his brute strength really be able to stop it?

What will it become? How big will it roll?

Not to mention how to avoid this terrifying crushing attack, Duran would die under the boulder because of the fate of [Sing For Me·Sing For Me].

So Ah Xing decisively chose a wave of ALLIN (fight to the end), and he quickly poured hemostatic gel into the other ear. At this moment, everything became vivid and bright, and had color again!

Breaking free from the shackles of the rounds and no longer hearing the song of the harpy, he wanted to turn the complicated gambling game into a simple fight to the death. The enemy's strongest attack surface is this stone ball. As long as the horse-headed ghost is solved, the remaining The White Orchid Girl below did not have the killing efficiency of the ending meteor!

Ah Xing entered a state of flow, his thoughts became clearer and clearer, and controlling his anger had become his instinct - just with the first sword in his mouth! Cutting off my head is not enough!

For the crying general, the flow of time has returned to normal. He walked with his sword in one step, covering a distance of more than twenty steps in just two seconds, completely blocking out the song of the harpy and unable to hear the sound of the Hunter King. plate.

When the sword is raised, the broad back stirs up a bloody wind with the blade. When it completely leaves the ground, the right arm hides the intention of cutting, and the execution action of charging and leaping is full of tension! He is flying close to the ground like a fighter plane!

The two palms worked together in one place, completely touching the weighted ball at the head of Belloberg's sword! The killing force was like a meteor falling to the ground! The blade with a thousand-degree temperature left a dark red tracer in the dark arena!

Don’t wait for the confrontation dice from both sides to land! From the horse-headed ghost's perspective, under the influence of [The Power·Power], General Crying's movements of charging, jumping and slashing were so slow! But so terrible!

Although he had the ability to think at super speed, it was precisely this battle rhythm of thinking and responding at a constant speed that made him break his defenses, and he felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart!

He was frightened, and was completely shocked by the simulated body of the Meteor Knight's combat skills. The sword slaughtered thousands of his compatriots, and the sword-wielder did not show any sympathy or empathy when killing monsters - yes A violent butcher who emerged from the Shura field after many battles.

It is precisely because of this too long thinking rhythm and this repeated observation that the full glory of Meteor is completely exposed to Mr. Bohua - this is almost a kind of mental torture.

"Can you avoid it?"

"Oh my God! He's flying over!"

"How did you do it? He. He."

"Why can he jump so far all at once! Why?! Is this really one round of mobility?"

"Bones! Help me! Help me!"

The horse-headed ghost screamed miserably and even began to blame the referee.

"You must be secretly helping him! Right! Why can he block his ears? This is a foul! Why!"

"If there was no round limit, wouldn't he be able to."

While the meteor was lingering in the sky, Old Bones floated to the horse-headed ghost to appease the blood-giving monster and prove his innocence.

"I didn't help the crying general in private. From the time he sacrificed his life to charge and jumped to the time you started talking nonsense, only 2,455 milliseconds passed. If I weren't an old fool, I have the ability to count time. If it’s still there, then that’s the number.”

"On the contrary, my [The Power·Power] is still helping you, Mr. Bohua."

"You have enough time to make countermeasures and think carefully about the response plan. How to take this sword?"

"For the crying general, he has already broken the boat and poured all his courage into just a few minutes, or these tens of seconds. He is not in the round and gave up what [The Power·Power] gave him. Super speed thinking ability.”

"Perhaps for a red stone man, too much thinking is a bad thing. Courage comes only in a flash, and momentum is unsustainable. Too much thinking time consumes his concentration, sword accuracy and attack The quality will all go down - The Crying General knows its strengths and weaknesses."

"His actions are the answers he gives, Mr. Bohua."

"There should be one thousand one hundred and thirty-three milliseconds before the sword hits your head, which is one point and one three seconds. Because of your fear, you have wasted too much time. You can't escape no matter what." This sword."

"Now you can only hope in the dice and give your life to Gloria Sebastian."

After saying this, Old Bones deliberately stayed away to avoid the dirty smelly blood splashing on him later.

I have to say that these words of the judge awakened Mr. Bohua. This horse-faced monster gritted his teeth and rolled the dice of fate!

For meteors——

"——Pfft!"

The edge of the sword is like a hot knife passing through butter! It smashed into the horse-headed ghost's shoulder! The strong bones that hold the ribcage in place!

Ah Xing didn't even look at the throwing result. For him, this was a familiar combat environment and a familiar duel process!

The two dice stopped rotating completely, and after verification, they were the same number, both [10] points!

The big sword that was originally heading towards the head of the horse-faced monster was originally a one-hit jump kill, but Bohua twisted his body to avoid it, and then it turned into a one-sided beating!

Gloria's soul power can indeed save the horse-headed ghost's life, but what's next? I'm afraid there won't be a round for him!

Ah Xing kicked the horse-headed ghost on the stomach, and wanted to draw his sword and strike again.

When Bai Lan saw this, he immediately came to the rescue. The ring-shou knife fell almost at the same time as Ah Xing took out his leg, but the crying general did not dodge. He did not react so quickly and did not have so many distracting thoughts - on the contrary, it was [The Power·Power]. The various characteristics brought about by the action rounds gave him a very clear understanding.

Although his thinking speed has slowed down, it is definitely not as fast as the two blood-giving monsters. It seems that [The Power·Power] is helping these two troublesome enemies, but there is a hidden condition that will not change.

The action rounds of Bai Lan's singer and the horse-headed ghost are fixed. Bai Lan can only act after the horse-headed ghost makes a confrontation and completes the action. This is an iron law written by the soul power of [The Power·Power].

Meteor hardly had to think about how to play this turn-based game, and simply ignored Bai Lan's attack round, because the confrontation die was bound to take effect. Even if there was no confrontation action, there was a 50% chance that Bai Lan would not be able to cause any damage with this sword strike. Hurt - This is another iron rule written by Gloria Sebastian.

He has figured out the rules of this game and is trying to use them to violently break through.

The long knife left a moderate cut on Ah Xing's calf tibia, and the blade stopped just as it cut into the bone.

Azing didn't care about the pain at all. Before Duran could take action, he kicked the horse-headed ghost away. The moment Beloberg regained his freedom, he raised his sword again and struck with steady steps!

"Next round!"

Duran's voice echoed in Meteor's mind, and it was through the spirit body of [Wham Rap·Mr. Wham] that the sound was transmitted.

"I am still under the influence of this mind control. I have to continue walking six steps to the southwest!"

"Cry General! It's back! It's back!"

"The stone ball that you pulled away and moved to the other side! It has rolled back! It is coming towards me! My body is out of control!"

"I'm afraid you can't hear what I'm saying in your current state, Bu Liuxing! Bringing me into this duel is 100% wrong."

"I can't see Sissi anymore, I will die!"

When Dulan talked about this, he felt desperate in his heart.

To Meteor, this high-speed divine speech sounded like a tape recording that had been specially edited and accelerated, unable to convey effective information at all.

A Xing left the round of [The Power·Power] and also left Duran's team. Now she can only resign herself to her fate and watch her body go towards death little by little.

This is the crucial final of the second round, and the upcoming third round.

Du Lan only knew one thing, Bai Lan's singing girl had led her to a dead end, but Meteor didn't seem to care about it at all. He was furious and wanted to end this battle quickly.

But

Is it really?

Dulan circulated his soul power and used his remaining power to predict the future.

She looked around the arena, trying to find a way out, and suddenly saw the viewing platform where Gloria Sebastian was.

"Oh! Cry General!"

"my hero!"

Ms. Duran screamed involuntarily, and the glimmer in her eyes finally settled!

At this moment, she wanted to complete the last thing assigned by the [Timeline].

Even though she didn't have dice, she still had to throw out a stubborn stone that could change her destiny. She took out the pyroxene jewelry from her pocket - it was inspected by BOSS himself. The greenstone incense burner Ling Weng gave her was of the same type as Bailu's pyroxene. .

The huge stone ball has accumulated unimaginable potential energy. It is almost four meters high and is about to roll back and crush it to where Duran is.

Ms. Duran calmly swung the rope and threw stones to ask for directions, leaving her final fate to her talisman.

"Everything is ready, everything is arranged." Old Bones said, "Please witness it!"

"Your partner is about to die!" The horse-headed ghost was seriously injured but still had to speak harshly. He had a brief communication with Bai Lan, the singer, and then began to formulate the final soul power attack: "As long as I survive two action rounds! Bai Lan can be precise Find your Achilles tendon! You can never catch up with us again!"

"Hahahahaha!"

The horse-faced monster covered his cracked chest and vomited blood while still smiling gracefully.

He staggered backwards, trying to curl up as much as possible to avoid taking full damage from the slashing during the confrontation, and wanted to get up again to dodge flexibly.

This moment——

——Death is coming!

The sharp blade of light bites tightly on the escape route of this horse-faced monster!

The sword rises and falls! Meteors hit the sky! The horse-headed ghost could barely avoid this severe blow, and Belloberg left a deep mark on the stone road.

But Meteor didn't hesitate at all and still didn't look at the dice.

Bailan Singer, who was chasing after her, calculated the distance accurately, chose the route of the knife attack, turned the flower in her hand and changed the posture of holding the knife, and slashed across the heel of the crying general, and it had an immediate effect!

"Hahahaha!" Mrs. Bailan was excited and had a twisted smile: "You are such an unlucky guy! Fate is on our side!"

Yes, she was right, the goddess of luck was no longer around the crying general.

This is the worst result. The pursuit is fruitless, but instead the enemy exploits the weak point and is crippled.

[Part②·Rampage]

Meteor's heel hurt, and his body was out of balance. He leaned on his sword and regained his center of gravity. He still didn't care about the Bailan singer behind him - he believed in White Snake's ability, and he also believed in the green-lighting pyroxene amulet. It would definitely Produce results, even if Duran has no dice.

He did not stop attacking. The pain in his heel only caused him to lose strength in one leg. He could continue to pursue with only one leg.

"I'm covered in blood!"

Meteor's eyes widened in anger and he roared loudly.

"Why don't you have one!?"

The horse-headed ghost was so shocked by this life-threatening roar that he almost stumbled and slipped.

He wanted to talk back, but it was not his turn to act now, and a crack formed in his heart.

He could only watch helplessly as the crying general continued to swing his sword, and continued to raise his sword to strike like a bow!

"This guy"

"Does this guy not care about the life and death of his companions at all?"

"In this round! My [Stayed Gone·Gone] will crush Als Claudia Duran into a piece of human skin!"

"Why is he still chasing me? Why is he chasing me so hard?!"

Bohua was about to collapse, and he couldn't help but look towards the direction of Gloria Sebastian——

——He missed his master and wanted to ask the God of Wine for some luck. If Lady Gloria could favor him, she could change the result of the next dice roll.

No.

No no no no!

No!

When he saw the viewing platform clearly, he suddenly woke up.

At the end of the first round, the tiny specks of mud that escaped from the crying general, those Mars debris with blood, have now turned into another stone ball!

Under the influence of [Stayed Gone·Gone], it rolled bigger and bigger, rushing towards the platform where Gloria Sebastian was!

"Why! Why!" Bohua almost went crazy: "Why did you roll towards the God of Dionysus!"

"If I release the soul power now, won't the energy-charging attack I've been preparing for so long be in vain?"

"You don't have much time." Old Bones reminded him at the right time: "Blood, there is a lot of blood, and they drip and tick, just like the sound of the castanets."

"Shut up! King Hunter! Don't put pressure on me anymore! Don't put pressure on me anymore." The horse-headed ghost looked defeated, almost crushed by this kind of mental pressure.

On one side is Lord Dionysus and on the other side is Duran. This bitter decision made his brain rusty and difficult to think about.

If time could pass faster, maybe he wouldn't hesitate and it wouldn't be so painful.

"Could it be that"

"Could it be that this guy did it on purpose?"

"This guy who looks very stupid seems to have done some unexplained things in the first round, but in fact it was all..."

The horse-headed ghost's head froze, and he carefully looked at the stone ball rushing towards the viewing platform——

——I saw a bright red spirit body, like Sisyphus pushing a boulder, pushing the killer weapon created by [Stayed Gone·Gone] towards the location of Gloria!

"How could this happen! Didn't [Mr. Wham Rap·Mr. Wham Rap] always stay with Duran?! Why!"

Originally, Mr. Bohua wanted to use a charged attack to destroy Duran's physical body and General Crying's spiritual body at once. Not only did Meteor obtain information about the singer's soul power in advance - Bohua also obtained information about [Wham Rap·Mr. Wham] in advance.

The one-horned warrior who has a guardian object can burst out with amazing power, and Bohua is very afraid of this kind of spirit body. Therefore, there was no direct soul power attack on Duran.

This caution allowed Meteor to have precious time, using blood as a psychic medium to turn the mud ball blood ball of [Stayed Gone·Gone] into a killing move that hit Gloria.

"Lord Gloria! Get out of the way!"

The horse-headed ghost could no longer say a word, and his mobility was almost exhausted. Being struck down by this series of heavy pressures, his mind fell into absolute chaos.

"Oh no, no, no, no! no!" Bai Lan's heart was also struck by thunder. The reason why Gloria couldn't move was probably due to the influence of [Entertainment·Entertainment]. Even though Lord Dionysus had the superiority die, after a whole After three rounds of appraisal, it is reasonable to be tempted by the song of the harpy.

But Bai Lan couldn't release her psychic powers, and it wasn't her turn yet.

"Are you just watching? Doing nothing?" After saying this, Old Bones let time continue to move forward.

"I am as bright as a sword! I am as hard as iron!" Meteor struck with his sword, but the quality of the sword strike was still terrifyingly high. Even if he advanced with one leg, his center of gravity was not unbalanced at all.

At this moment, the horse-headed ghost released his soul power, and his face turned livid - he would never dare to hurt the gods! Even attacking the god of wine is an unforgivable sin!

Belloberg chopped open his face, slashed into his mouth and into the bridge of his nose. He tried to raise his head to protect his skull! I'm just afraid that my brain will be fatally injured!

The subsequent execution went extremely smoothly! Because Duran has taken over the game——

——She knew she was saved the moment the pieces of silt washed over her body and the stone ball collapsed. Her body was stuck in the rock flakes and dust, and was carried to the northeast, as if she had been thrown into a river of sand and gravel.

At this moment, she threw the second stubborn stone!

Meteor was stabbed by Bai Lan again, and the knife cut off his only good leg.

He half-knelt on the ground, unwilling to let go, as if possessed by an evil spirit, and punched the horse-faced monster on the chin with his fist. Then Belloberg regained his freedom again and was about to complete the final kill.

Mr. Bohua couldn't think about it - his brain had stopped because of the pain, and his body functions had lost most of his mobility due to excessive blood loss. He just wanted to escape! Escape from General Crying's attack range! Just get out.

Just when he was about to get up, his body swayed!

He propped up his torso with his palms and pressed it hard on the round incense burner!

His head hit the floor hard again.

"You're finished! I'll take your life!" Meteor raised his sword and struck again. He knelt on his knees, unable to draw on the power of the earth, and his sword strike was also inaccurate.

The big sword hit Bo Hua on the face, so hard that the neck of the horse-faced monster was broken, but it was not completely dead!

Bai Lan's singing girl raised her sword to kill the crying general. She had the advantage of being in a high position to complete the beheading action. She raised the sword and dropped it without hesitation!

"It's a duel! Don't get in the way!" A bright red one-horned warrior emerged from Meteor's back.

No matter how the dice spins, how it lands, or what result it throws! This knife struck [Mr. Mighty], and it only caused mild mental damage to Meteor!

The punch that hit the horse-faced monster just now has sealed General Crying's victory!

There is one last chance, there is one last chance for Mr. Bohua.

Unable to get up, he faced the Crying General's execution attack and grabbed the stone at hand——

——Catching the stone of destiny thrown by Duran. From this angle, he was unable to make a fatal blow and throw the stone at the head of the crying general. He was too tired and could only tilt his head to paralyze. If the ground moved even slightly, severe pain would be felt from the broken spinal bones.

"[Stayed Gone·Gone]! Tear off this guy's fingers!"

As long as this stone can tear off the crying general's fingers and make that terrifying sword lose its accuracy, maybe I can survive!

Yes! Bohua! Wake up!

As long as he survives now, the self-healing ability of the blood-granted body will be far superior to that of this bitch!

Break his fingers, preferably thumbs! He can no longer hold Belloberg!

The flight trajectory of this flat rock fragment was just as Mr. Bohua imagined. [Stayed Gone·Disappeared] transformed into an elf and flew out with it in his arms. When it came into contact with the meteor's thumb, it bit off a piece of bone. , then rapidly expanded and swallowed Ah Xing’s right thumb, index finger and middle finger!

It seems that nothing under the world can stop this terrifying rolling stone——

——It continued to move forward, as if it was starving, and completely penetrated Ah Xing's abdominal cavity, hitting his soft ribs, tearing apart his ribs and muscles, and covering them with a layer of flesh and blood.

"Yes! Yes! Okay!"

When the confrontation die landed, Bohua was ecstatic!

"Twenty points! Twenty points! Twenty points! Great success! Eat them all! Eat all the damage caused by this soul power attack!"

When it left Meteor's body, it turned into a "meat ball" the size of a fist. Due to the owner's overly strong luck, it was full of food, and then crashed into the body of the Bailan singer who held the butcher knife high - hitting her sternum. .

Bai Lan couldn't say a word because it wasn't her turn.

The horse-headed ghost could not see the expressions of his companions, and there was a burly man in the middle.

According to the dice rules, as long as the roll is a big success, the attack will be successful no matter what, and it will achieve an outstanding attack result.

When [Stayed Gone·Gone] left Bai Lan's body, she was completely dead!

The rolling stone almost became the size of a basketball and took away her entire chest. The moment the spinal center shut down, she barely made any reaction before going to see the goddess Amon.

"Bai Lan! Kill him! Cut off his head!" The horse-headed ghost still didn't know and was giving instructions to his companions.

He couldn't wait for Bailan's turn for a long time——

——Just waiting for the hot blue man to change his sword-holding posture. He can even pick up the sword even if his fingers are missing, and his vigorous slashing turns into a steady stabbing strike.

With just one stab, Belloberg aimed for the throat and hit the center of the head straight to the skull. The stench of roasted brains emitted from the horse-faced skull.

The next second, Meteor finally had his hands free, pulling Coyote Ace and aiming his gun, not giving the corpse any chance to resurrect!

He is missing three fingers, but it doesn't matter, as long as he still has one finger, he can shoot and execute him!

The scorching bullets shattered the horse-faced monster's head!

Yes--

——He is dead!