Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 152: The bereaved dog
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The fluorescent light of the electronic instrument illuminates Arthur's face. He fastened his seat belt and sat near the porthole, propped his chin with his hands. Arthur looked at the night outside the window without saying a word.
"Master, you don't show a face, how can people know that you did it."
Beside Arthur, there is Nana, a girl with long cornish hair tied into a ponytail. She bit a lollipop in her mouth and looked at Arthur in confusion.
Arthur took his gaze back from the night view outside the porthole, and said, "Our appearance tonight will definitely make Alan put a question mark. If he traces it down and finds that I secretly assisted, it will not show me even more. Are you sincere?"
Nana rolled her eyes and said: "If people can't ask at all? Then we're in vain."
"That's easy, I will deliberately leak a little clue to let him know. In short, we won't be busy." Arthur cast his gaze out of the porthole again: "But then, we have to do more Take a moment. I can’t let people know that it was me who conveyed the news of the assessment to the violent bandits of the Holy Disarmament through the mouth of a third party. After all, this can affect the reputation a bit."
Nana smiled and said, "Don't worry, I know how to do it."
"Of course I can rest assured." Arthur smiled softly.
The magic spaceship swept across the night sky, leaving a faint silhouette.
Holy disarmament stronghold base.
A hand stretched out from the gravel, pushing away the uncovered gravel on both sides, and Torrey coughed and got out. At his feet are the corpses of two soldiers, and further away, the corpses of the soldiers who belonged to the Holy Disarmament Army have become corpses. Torre was stunned on the spot. The previous bombing caused him two years of hard work. More than a hundred soldiers who were finally brought in are now suffering heavy casualties. Looking around, only a dozen of them survived the bombing.
The Holy Disarmament is over!
Torre tore off his cloak and looked at all this in disbelief, not knowing how things would have evolved to the present situation.
At the first moment, he still had the upper hand, and he was about to catch all the mice that did not know where they came from; the next moment, his fate was ruthlessly reversed. Under the cold bombardment of high-energy cannons, he worked hard to manage The small stronghold was turned into ruins in an instant.
There is no greater ups and downs in life than this.
"My lord, run away." The only guard left shouted.
Torre wakes up like a dream.
Yes, as long as he is still alive, he can pull out the second and third holy disarmament.
"Yes, go. Those who are still alive, go with Lao Tzu!" Torrey shouted.
The screams and gunfire rang at the same time.
Allen and the team came back again, and Shorten and the soldiers held machine guns, each occupying a favorable position and firing at the remnants of the Holy Disarmament Corps. Allen killed Torres directly, and the remaining guard was also considered loyal. He drew out a tactical sword and shouted, "My lord, go."
He greeted Allen.
The guards are as strong as mad tigers, fighting for their lives with swords and knives, leaving no way for themselves at all. In desperation, Allen could only see a trick, Torrey took the opportunity to escape from the stronghold. During the fierce fight, Allen sold a flaw. The guards thought it was a chance. With a happy eyes, he slammed into Allen's flaw. Unexpectedly, there was a flower in front of him, and Allen's body swirled and slipped, rubbing him staggered.
Allen chased straight out of the stronghold, while the guard turned twice like a top, and finally fell to the ground. A red line gradually appeared in the throat, skin and flesh rolled, and bright red blood gradually poured over the dirty ground.
Shudun cleared the remaining enemy remnants and left the stronghold with the team. In the darkness, I barely saw Alan's figure flying by the mountain road, and immediately led the soldiers to follow up and support.
Torre ran like lifeless.
The silver-haired and red-eyed young man behind him still chased after him, and the opponent had only level twelve strength. If it was normal, Torre asked himself if he was not afraid of a battle. But now is different. Now he is the dog of the bereavement, there is no reason to stay and fight the other side desperately without fleeing.
What's more, that young man's source strength is indeed only level twelve, but the sword is so fierce that Torrey has only seen him in his life. The strength of his personal guards was one or two levels different from the opponent's strength, but when they played against each other, the victory or defeat was often separated within a few breaths. Tore doesn't want to run into a battlefield like this, not to mention that he has the upper hand now.
Fortunately, Torre is very familiar with the Wilton Mountains. He can know which trail or trail to walk in this mountain area, almost with his eyes closed. Several times he took advantage of this aspect to get rid of the chasing soldiers, but he just wanted to catch his breath, the silver cyan firefly would appear behind him again, forcing him to keep moving.
Both physical strength and source strength are declining.
Clearly there is a three-level gap, Torre can't figure it out, he is already exhausted, why is the silver-haired boy behind him still chasing him, his source of power seems endless?
Alan is certainly not as magical as he thought, and in fact, his consumption is not necessarily much less than Torrey. If it was before, he might have to stop and rest. But now, the endurance is much better than before. The improvement of the blood of the king snake to his physical fitness is gradually showing.
Jump off a high/post and roll over a rugged mountain below. Torre bounced and sprinted back and forth. Suddenly, his whole body was cold, he couldn't think about it, and almost instinctively stopped his figure. A light blue streamer flashed in front of him, blasting the ground gravel on the left and right of the person in front of him, and he was born on the hard and unbounded rocky ground and digs out large pieces of gravel. If Torrey hadn't stopped just now, he would have his head or body exploded into pulp.
The sound of sniper equipment rang out in the night, and Torrey whispered "Damn sniper". After such a slight stagnation, a dark shadow flashed by him, and the wind of the sword suddenly rose!
Torre yelled, drew a long sword from his waist and pulled out a shadow of the sword to meet the light of the sword.
Ding jingle, the violent blast resounded like a shower.
Allen retracted the knife and slipped back, the bone knife fangs trembling lightly alone. The tip of the knife pointed at Torre, the body's center of gravity was slightly lowered, and his feet propped up, giving people the feeling that they could pounce on and attack at any time.
Torre has a big headache.
"You can't run." Allen whispered softly, while constantly adjusting his breathing to gain time to breathe back.
Torre roared: "Who are you guys? Is it the surface garrison of the third area?"
"Does this make sense to you? Anyway, you won't survive tonight."
While Ellen was talking to Torre, Lan Qi panted heavily and fell on a cliff. From his direction, it was just condescending to see the mountain area where Alan and Torre faced each other. He endured the dizziness caused by the extreme limit of the source power. After a few breaths, he pressed all the remaining source power into the heavy sniper, and under the action of the Rubik's Cube sequence, he generated the last source power sniper shell.
Ready to reload the warhead. This is Lan Qi's last bullet.
"Let’s do it, boy. I have a sum of money hidden outside. If you are willing to let me go, I can divide you in half. No, give it all to you." Torrey yelled, "God, it's dead tonight. A lot of people. You just take off my clothes and find a similar hapless guy to put them on. You can get credit and money. Is there anything cheaper than that?"
Allen seemed to be moved, and nodded: "Where are you hiding the money?"
"I tell you, it's hidden in..."
Torre suddenly grinned when he watched Alan's listening face. An electric light flashed across his body, forming a pattern of thunderbolt and thunder on the back of his right hand.
"I lied to you!" Torrey laughed, activated his power, and pierced Alan's throat with a sword.
The speed of this sword was extremely fast, and several azure blue electric patterns were pulled out from the tip of the sword, which shot out like an IP.
However, Torre's laughter ended, and Alan disappeared from his sight, replaced by an orange rain of fire that occupies the entire field of vision!
"That's right, me too." Allen's voice came from behind the fire and rain.
The electric light slammed into the fire and rain, and the collision of Yuanli produced thunderous muffled noises. The invisible ripples spread out, plowing cracks in the nearby mountains, blowing up pieces of flying sand! Torre's yelling and Allen's snorting sounded at the same time, the fire and rain were condensed, and the two returned to confrontation.
On Torre's body, there are more than a dozen knife edges on that uniform, and there is still flame on it. Let Torre's source force be pressured before it goes out. There was a sword wound on Allen's left shoulder, and his entire arm quivered from time to time. That was the result of the electric current excited by Torrey had not completely dissipated.
"Damn, what the **** are you going to do!" Torrey was itchy with anger, and with force under his feet, he stomped some gravel on the ground into powder.
Allen moved his left hand slightly, and the orange source force in the blood vessels of his arm enveloped and dissipated Torre's electric current. After a few cycles of Yuanli, the current was annihilated, and Allen's arm regained consciousness. He pointed forward and shrugged his shoulders: "I've already said this answer."
At this moment, footsteps came from behind Torre, but Xiao Dun and the others chased him. Shorten made a gesture, and the soldiers immediately dispersed in an enveloping formation, and the muzzle was pointed at Torre from different angles. Torrey cursed secretly, and the sword pointed at Allen and said: "Are you their head? Dare to come to a duel between the leaders with me?"
Allen laughed and said: "When you surrounded us before, it seemed that you didn't intend to give me a chance to fight alone. Now I have the opportunity to fight in groups, why don't you let it go? Shorten!"
"Fire!" Shorten yelled.
The gunfire rang out, and the interlaced firepower net forced Torre to scream into the sky. The person was in the air, and the long sword swung a semicircle. The tip of the sword trembled, and a series of azure currents broke through the air, attacking the soldiers on the ground. The soldiers had to evade first. One of them dodged slowly and hit the back with the electric light, and immediately convulsed all over the body, fainting with foam at the mouth.
Torre can't breathe a sigh of relief, and the crisis in his heart regenerates.
He suddenly turned his head to look in the direction where the sense of crisis was coming, and a light blue source force sniper shell came across the air. Torre didn't even have time to curse, and cut it off with a sword. The long sword slashed through the sniper shell with a strong current, exploded, and slammed him diagonally to the ground like a cannonball.
On the ground, a cold light flashed in Allen's eyes, and he finally waited for the best time to shoot! r1058
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