Experience in building a branch of Crab Castle King in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang

The white mist boiled like boiling water, but the sound of horseshoes still beating the ground came from inside, like thunder lingering in this area, and the epic ethereal singing still did not dissipate.

"I know your name, remember your face, understand your love and compassion."

"The past and the present converge, the world stirs in the heart, and the songs we play are unstoppable and will never stop!"

This scene made other members of the Knights of Virtue wearing special perspective glasses frown.

Someone patted the blond boy on the shoulder of "Honesty" and asked, "How about it, have you seen the enemy's weakness?"

Honestly shook his head, and his tone was amazing: "Although [SpongeBob SquarePants] is young, his experience in close combat is not inferior to that of Mr. Captain. At the same time, whether it is in body, mind, spirit or other aspects There are no obvious flaws."

"How about using a sniper?" the black man with a gun asked "humbly".

"I'm afraid it won't work." Honestly replied, "Don't look at her fighting with the leader in full swing, she still has three points of her strength to observe the outside world, and the fire-breathing monster she is riding, the bullets have not yet come close Her body will be melted by the flames and high temperature first."

Humbly and silent for a while, "You have to try to know the result."

The companion who asked the question at the beginning sighed, and looked at the figure who died upside down not far away. It was the "honor" who was kicked to death by the black ghost flame horse, because he maintained the state of invisibility He wanted to stab the bamboo with his back, but was kicked to death by the opponent's mount first.

It was a very humiliating death.

"Honor is dead again."

"Yes."

"Who will die next?"

Listening to these people's nonsensical words, it seems that they often die and die...

As if to verify the old man's lines, there was a metal roar in the distant fog, accompanied by the sound of blood piercing, the hacker "Justice" who was typing on the computer suddenly spurted blood, and hit his forehead on the keyboard Come on, die with peace.

A long string of illogical garbled characters suddenly appeared on the screen, and it seemed that there was a tendency to continue garbled characters as the corpse's head pressed the key.

"Oh! God, 'Justice' is dead!" The blond boy frantically dragged the corpse of his fellow hacker away from the keyboard before the blood could damage the computer parts.

The black man who was about to go to the commanding heights told a cold joke: "Justice died as early as capital appeared."

"How long are you still saying such cold jokes that make your whole body chill!" Honesty was very unhappy, "Be careful that you will be the next to die, 'Humility'!"

In the mist, Taketori looked at his spear of pain in disbelief. Yes, it stabbed the opponent's vital point in the gap in the armor.Then she looked at the head of the Knights of Virtue who had been revived after lying on the horse's back and vomited two mouthfuls of blood.

"The power of immortality?" the mixed-race girl murmured to herself, and suddenly a flash of spiritual light flashed across her mind, and she shouted: "No, is this ability a sacrifice?!"

The leader wiped the blood on the helmet and didn't answer, but it must be the answer.

——So it turns out that the leader's ability [sacrifice] does not refer to "sacrifice oneself", but "sacrifice teammates"!

Taketori Che was stunned after he figured out the joints involved.

God fucking Knights of Virtue!

The members teamed up to play backstab, and when something happened, they beat and punched in groups. Even the most powerful leader survived to the next round by sacrificing the lives of his teammates...

It's outrageous, why don't you just change the name to the Selfish Knights!

So the question is, with such abilities, why doesn't the sacrifice increase the mercenary team several times?

The current eight people form the so-called "eight virtues of knights". If there is some kind of "sixteen knights of virtue" or "32 people of the reverse cross"... In this way, the number of resurrections that the leader can use will be doubled in a straight line!

At that time, a macho man with 32 lives can't kill him no matter what, and then learn from his senior Banpo God of War to enter and exit seven times at the mission site, wouldn't it be beautiful?

So Taketori Che thought deeply again, it must be that the other party's ability is limited!

The limitation lies in the number of people!The current number of mercenary groups may be the upper limit of the maximum number of resurrections that can be contracted by the "sacrifice" ability!

——SpongeBob SquarePants, who was born as a mercenary, doesn't she understand this group of colleagues who are greedy for life and death and only want to take advantage of it?

That being the case, we assume that the number of resurrections of "sacrifice" is determined by the upper limit of the number of members, tentatively set at "7 lives", plus his own life, then the leader of "sacrifice" is a guy with 8 lives.

As expected of him, as the 23rd strongman on the mercenary world list!What a dog!

The mixed-race girl thought about it carefully, yo ho, she just killed the sacrificial one, plus the previous invisible assassin was kicked to death by Teacher Puff, the number of resurrections of the other party has changed from 8 to 6!

Just hack him six more times and you're done!

"Teacher Puff!" Taketori Che let out a long cry, pulled the reins, and re-equipped to attack the enemy, "Don't be discouraged! Kill him a few more times!!"

"Xilulu!" The war horse neighed fiercely in response to her fighting spirit.

And the song also sang along like a tacit understanding: "Please burn out my past... because I can't forget those sleeping past days!"

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When Takako Nakahara's follow-up convoy arrived, this time Taketori Che failed to solve the enemy's departure first, but was still stuck here to fight against the Knights of Virtue.

It's just that no one present would accuse her of being too inefficient, because the highway surface in this area has been completely turned into golden-red magma, the guardrails on both sides of the road have been knocked away and twisted, blood and bullet casings are scattered on the ground, and the surrounding mountains The verdant vegetation on the ground disappeared without a trace, leaving only large scorched black marks.

The fog that had been lingering in the air had dissipated, and the scene made people feel as if they had strayed into the battlefield of some hell creature.

At this time, Taketori Che was covered in sweat, and she could barely hold the Bone Spear and Sun Wheel Knife with both hands. There was a bloody scar on the bridge of her nose that was very conspicuous, which almost scratched her eyes. There were also many scars on her body. The shirt was bloody almost down to the collar.As for Mr. Puff of Hell Ghost Flame Warhorse, he also exudes scorching hot steam like water mist all over his body, scratching the ground with his hooves. Touching can cause burns on the spot.

As for the head of the Knights of Virtue, "Sacrifice", it is not much better at this time. After all, after being killed seven times in a row, if he cannot survive this battle, not only will he die, but those members will never die again. Chance of resurrection.

Some abilities in this world are so strange.

The ability of the leader of "Sacrifice" is to sign a life-and-death contract with people and transfer the number of deaths.Of course, as the price of the contract, those teammates who died suddenly will be automatically resurrected after a while.The premise is that the leader who is the controller of the ability is not dead.

So when "Sacrifice" noticed that the convoy was coming, he immediately regretted it.

Oops, he played too much in the front, and completely forgot that there is a group of people behind to come to help, and it seems that there are still a few strong players in the team who can fight.

Just when he was distracted uncontrollably, Taketori Che noticed this fleeting flaw, and immediately launched a new onslaught like thunder!As if Mr. Puff had sensed her intentions, regardless of the intense physical exertion, he swung the magma iron hooves and the high-temperature steam and rushed towards him again!

Die!

But Sacrifice noticed that she raised the handle of the gun from a long distance away, and suddenly sneered secretly. After all, the young man is still inexperienced. How can such a long distance stop himself who wants to escape?

There are mountains behind him, as long as he gets into it for an hour, the first teammate will be resurrected!

At that time, if we take the illegal immigration route from Yokohama to escape...

However, the spear of pain in life suddenly stretched, from the original length of [-] meters to a super length of [-] meters!Straight towards his abdomen!

At the same time, the white gun shaft, which was originally closed like a human spine, suddenly turned up at this moment, and layers of ferocious and sharp white bones were superimposed, like a dragon erecting its own scales, releasing something terrible.

What!Do you still have this trick? !

Under the silver knight's helmet, the blood-colored eyes of the sacrificial pupil narrowed to the extreme, he swung his spear violently to block, once again knocking away Taketori Che's critical attack!

But he didn't notice that the moment the bone-colored metal gun tip was bounced off, it "accidentally" scratched the damaged fabric of his gauntlet, and there was an insignificant trace of blood oozing from the skin underneath.Originally, this gauntlet had no damage, but when Taketori Che killed him for the fourth time, the hard alloy was shattered into pieces.

It's just bloodshot, what is it...

"I can't be loved."

"So set me free."

The singing voice he heard was rapidly fading away, and everything in front of the man's eyes began to blur.

Bang.

Bang.

It was as if something was beating restlessly.

[Palmer. 】

In my memory, there seemed to be a young man's voice calling for this middle-aged man who had experienced many battles but was exhausted physically and mentally.

who is it?

【Palmer, what kind of person do you want to be in the future? 】The man asked again.

In the hallucination of the setting sun, Palmer vaguely returned to that ordinary hometown. On the rural farm in that not-so-prosperous town, the brown hound was dozing on the floor beside him. The little friend who grew up with him asked him this question with a smile.

"Me?" Palmer hesitated for a moment. "I don't know."

- He lied.

He had awakened a supernatural ability three days ago, but out of some selfishness, he didn't want to tell his parents and others who had little knowledge.

He, Palmer, was destined to leave this small farm and become a man known to the world.

"Let me tell you, I want to be a knight!" The little friend excitedly shared his dream.

Palmer is not interested in this: "Have you read too many fairy tale picture books? What fun is there in a career that is swept into the trash can?"

"No! Palmer, let me tell you, I have awakened a supernatural power, it's amazing, I can sacrifice for others!"

"...What's the use of this?" Palmer was speechless, "Are you making a job for others?"

"No no!" The little friend grinned and smiled happily, "As long as I reach a contract with others, every time I die for that person, I will get certain rewards from the other party—such as the other party's mastery A certain skill or knowledge. Think about it, as long as I operate properly, I will soon become a powerful person in a certain field!"

Palmer was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and his little arrogance turned into jealousy.

Indeed, with such an ability, it is a sure thing whether one wants to stand out or become a strong one... But why does this ordinary and incompetent guy obtain such an excellent ability?

However, the little friend is still chattering and showing off: "I call this ability [sacrifice], don't tell others, let's go out together and leave our names in this world!"

Sounds like a really powerful ability.

...much better than mine.

My friend went home.His house is a bit far from here, so he has to leave early.

But Palmer stood up silently, watching the gradually darkening sky, went back to the room of the house and found a metal baseball bat that had been hidden beforehand, and secretly followed without telling anyone.

Palmer's original ability was called [Thief].

The ability itself does nothing, and it doesn't even help with pickpocketing, but it does steal someone else's ability, but only once, so think carefully.

Palmer coveted his little friend's ability. At first, he just wanted to knock him out and steal this ability, and then make up for him when he got rich later.

But unexpectedly, both sides were struggling, and the little friend saw his face... Palmer could only kill him and fake the scene of an accidental death, and then walked away.

"I didn't want to kill him. He insisted on resisting me. If only he didn't tear off my mask." He comforted himself, trying to eliminate the guilt in his heart.

In this way, he cruelly and coldly stole the abilities of this brother and made them his own.

Unexpectedly, the ability [sacrifice] is no longer the purest sacrifice, but some unknown changes have taken place—it can no longer sacrifice for others, but requires others to sacrifice to fulfill his fame.

... whatever.

Even so, it can still become a powerful ability.

【Palmer, becoming a knight is my dream, why do you want to become a knight? 】

In the darkness, the young man whose skull was smashed by a baseball bat looked at him full of resentment and asked.

Captain Palmer was startled.

Aren't you already dead?Why are you still haunted?

I have used your abilities so well, why do you still look so resentful!

"... Just let the past pass away, I can't accept your embrace, and I can't find words of comfort. I can't repay your love for me, and I can't comfort your soul."

The woman's singing whispered, and the two qualities of sadness and ethereal were wonderfully intertwined, pulling Palmer's consciousness back to reality.

At this time, the man didn't notice the severe pain coming from his heart and the appearance of being quickly corroded and swallowed by some substance.

——【Mind Poison】

One of the nirvana skills derived from [The Spear of Life's Pain], it is a terrible poison that can corrode and kill the enemy's mind and body from the inside out.

Just like those magical poisons in mythology that only need one drop to kill a giant, Hephaestus added such substances when forging this weapon.After all, in hell, conspiracy and killing are never lacking.

The ever-flowing, ever-flowing psychic poison has corroded Palmer's mind, body, and soul.

When Palmer recovered from the painful hallucinations, he knew that his life was not long.

The poison devoured all his internal organs, ruthlessly killing his remaining vitality.

——Just like the crime he committed against his friend that day, he never held back.

Holding the gun, Taketori Che didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, but just sat on the horseback and quietly looked at the dying man whose face was covered with bluish-black bloodshot eyes.

"You..." Palmer gasped violently, and fell off the horse. The blood-eyed mount groaned and lowered its head to lick his cheek before disappearing into the air.

The half-race girl listened patiently to his question.

"You..." Palmer really asked, "Why... in this age, there are still people... who want to be knights?"

What a strange question.Are you not a knight yourself?Could it be that the career planning before entering the industry was not done well?

Taketori Che was confused, but seeing Palmer's expression that seemed to be about to cry, she still reluctantly gave a little bit of kindness the size of a fingernail.

"Because—my second disease has not been cured yet!!"

Announcing such a shameful fact loudly, the mixed-race girl proudly raised the bone spear in her hand, and Teacher Puff also raised her front hoof in cooperation, leaning her body slightly back, making a "macho" The famous painting scene of raising a gun and leaping a horse".

"Sorry!"

Palmer: ...

The mafia watching her outside:  …

"Ahem! So that's it!" Palmer spat out a few mouthfuls of black poisonous blood, and he didn't know what kind of conclusion he could draw from Taketori Che's messy answer. He lowered his head, sighed and closed his mouth. Eye.

It turns out that what I stole back then was not only my friend's ability, but also the dream and destiny of the other party.So the other party's dream became a curse to me, and I didn't realize that it was not what I wanted to do most in my life until I was dying...

The real dream is the kind of youthful and radiant thing, but for me now, it is as far away as the untouchable sunset in the sky.

I ruined him, and he ruined my original life in the same way.

What a fair "thief".

Meanwhile, Palmer heard the final epilogue of the song.

"Year after year, I feel that calling."

"The memory of future dreams, you and I, fight side by side."

"Let the flame never go out!"

... never go out?

so good.

Just like that, the man's consciousness dissipated.

Whether it is the body or anything else, it has been corroded.Despicable Palmer never left a trace in this world.

With a bang, the original clothes, armor and weapons fell to the ground after losing the support of the human body, making a loud noise.

Taketori Che took a deep breath, turned his horse's head and walked back, fighting against so many powerful supernatural beings one after another, even the current self is really...a little tired.

At this time, there were still 28 minutes before the plane took off.