Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 631: Desperate intent

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Sentinel ants are one of the common creatures in underground caves. Adult sentinel ants are the size of a wolf dog. The antennae on their heads can sense vibrations from several kilometers away, and can recognize hundreds of different vibration frequencies. Therefore, when natural enemies approach, they can always find out in advance to avoid the evil. This is also the origin of the name sentinel ants, but sentinel ants are more common in shallow crypts. It is a rare scene for these big ants to appear in caves about two kilometers from the ground.

These big ants are besieging a strange snake like the one killed by Allen. The sentinel ants are very good at dividing labor. The first two are responsible for attracting the attention of the strange snake, while the left, right and rear ants keep attacking. They have bitten this strange snake dripping with blood, and finally one? The sentry ant swooped forward and tore off the meat sac on the head of the strange snake. This is undoubtedly fatal to the strange snake, it painfully wrapped around the big ant, its powerful body continued to shrink, strangling the ant's body with a soft sound, and finally died with the sentinel ant.

The remaining ants are happily tearing apart the body of the strange snake, accurately pulling out the water sac in its body, and dividing the food cleanly. Then the ants ate the corpse of the strange snake. As for the heroic and dedicated companion, it will eventually become the food in their body.

The vibration came suddenly, without warning before. With the alertness of the sentinel ants, there was no sign at all. When they sensed this strong vibration, the entire cave channel was already trembling. From the stalagmites above, there was countless mud and dust, and the irregular rock fragments of the mountain wall were shaken and shattered. The sentinel ants didn't care about eating. They crawled around in a circle uncomfortably. The shock seemed to come from all directions. This disturbed their judgment and made the big ants completely ignorant of where to flee.

At this moment, one of the ants raised his head, and the two **** eyes reflected the mossy-covered cave wall. The moss clothes on the cave wall are falling off one after another, exposing the bare rock that has been cracked behind. In the cracks in the rocks, a beam of light came in. It was a warm light, the warm orange light was like the light emitted by the flowing magma deep in the heart of the earth. However, the warmth turned into scorching heat in an instant, and strands of Foehn wind penetrated through the cracks in the mountain wall, causing the temperature in the passage where the sentry ants were to rise sharply.

The next moment, an orange flame pushed away the rock, flooding into the cave like a flood, and blooming a beautiful, but deadly, explosive flower in the big eyes of the sentinel ant. The ants didn't even respond, and were swallowed up by the pouring fire waves in a flash. A series of light bangs of the carapace burst from the flames, and the strong light that flashed from time to time in the flowing fire. These beams are extremely penetrating. The head of a sentinel ant in the fire was hit by a beam of light, and most of its head was lifted up, and it was blown to pieces like it was hit by a sniper rifle.

Whether it is a flame or a streamer, it is a disaster for the underground creatures in the cave at this moment. After the flame subsided and the streamer disappeared, the passage was in a mess. Large areas of moss and ferns were burned to ashes, the green and yellow mountain walls were also smoked to black, sentinel ants, strange snakes and other unnamed creatures turned into roasted corpses. . They lie on the ground where there is still afterglow, forming a group of hell-like pictures.

One wall was burnt through, and finally fell down with a splash of sparks. In the dust that fell on the ground, a figure rolled in. He coughed slightly, and smeared his face and body with mud. He had to raise his hand and wipe it, so Alan's face was full of helpless expressions under the fire.

The mountain walls between the cave channels can be very thick, as thick as the fortress armor and difficult to penetrate. It can also be very thin, too thin to withstand the impact of Alan and Catherine's source force, which will be overthrown and flattened.

Catherine's shot was obviously heavier this time, and it was almost impossible to sacrifice the original ancestor projection. The fascinating scorpion spear and the wide-opening snake sickle made Allen extremely difficult to deal with. After a few fights, he had been shot three times and was chopped with a sickle. If it hadn't been for his fighting skills these days, he was also constantly improving and growing, relying on the subtle shift to make Catherine's attack fall to the point, otherwise he would already lie down now.

Even so, a few hollow gaps in the blade armor and a danger on the waist cut him into two wounds, reminding Allen that he is now in danger. With the sound of footsteps, Catherine smashed a piece of stone fragments, sickened left and shot right, and calmly walked in from the other side of the gap in the mountain wall. There was no expression at all on her little face, and some were just ruthless indifference and murder.

She has made up her mind.

Although this made her hesitate for several days, she always made a decision.

And this is undoubtedly the worst situation for Allen. That means that Catherine has no reservations, if it were not for the limited space of the cave, it could not withstand the toss of the original ancestor's projection. I am afraid that Catherine will release the Femme Empress as soon as she shows up. With her ability to kill the sword demon tribe with nearly a thousand flying horses in one fell swoop with her projection, it is completely impossible to kill Alan.

At most, it's a little more troublesome.

"It's pointless to resist, it's just a waste of your and my time. Standing there, I promise you won't make you feel any pain." Catherine said blankly.

Allen stood up and slipped a first aid potion in his hand. He thrust it into his leg and said, "I don't have the habit of closing my eyes and waiting for death."

"What the **** is this, no matter how you struggle, the ending cannot be rewritten. So let me give you some extra benefits. Tell me who you have who want his life. After you die, I I promise to send them to the same place."

"You are so generous." Allen threw away the empty syringe and smiled dryly: "But when it comes to enemies, I think it's easier to do it myself."

Catherine actually nodded: "Well, I respect your decision. You can resist as much as you can, and I will let you die like a real warrior."

"Thank you so much!"

The blade armor suddenly lit up with lines, and from behind Alan, a pair of wings composed of Yuanli blades unfolded silently. With the blade awn as the feather, the pair of blade wings just appeared, and the feathers on it were seen to decompose, and then shot at Catherine like a series of electric shocks. For a time, the lights and shadows in the passage were dazzling, making people dizzy.

Blade's Wings have limited lethality, and their greater role is to harass opponents. Alan didn't expect to use it to retreat. As long as Catherine was distracted a little, he would be worthy of the source power consumed to activate this ability. Alan took the opportunity to pounce on the knife. He stepped on an irregular pace with both feet, fast and slow, short and long, forming a series of dazzling movements. This kind of exercise is undoubtedly extremely energy-consuming, but the advantage is that Catherine's eyesight experience is difficult to predict the time, angle and position of Allen's approach.

Catherine had to admit that under her own pursuit, this young Bethkode was growing at an astonishing speed. If this speed can be maintained forever, it won't take long for him to catch up with himself, or even surpass himself!

However, there is no word "if" in Catherine's dictionary. From the moment she made up her mind, Alan was already a corpse.

Even though he is still alive and kicking now.

The **** concealment turned into a red electric lasing in Allen's hands, and Catherine silently raised her right hand. The scorpion gun flashed out, with a heavy blade in the center. The knives and guns fought, making a sharp sound, and the collision of the source force generated a rolling thunder sound, which rang endlessly in this passage. Alan smiled bitterly in his heart. He used the wings of the blade and the clever steps he learned from Catherine, but he still couldn't distinguish the mind of this young major general.

Otherwise, how could Catherine hit the blood in the middle with a shot?

He took a deep breath, and left his life and death aside his success or failure, focusing only on the sword. The mind gradually condensed, the turning of the wrist, the output of the source power, the angle of the blade, every detail is clearly reflected in Allen's mind. At this moment, he doesn't even think about how to use the next knife, and concentrates on this moment with all his heart and soul.

Even Alan didn't know that the day-to-day battles, the insights and experiences of the moments of life and death naturally became a part of his life at this moment. Just like a human breath, it's natural to breathe in and out. As a result, in Catherine's eyes, Allen's knife smelled of consummation, and it was as natural as breathing between when the knife was released and when it was closed. With a single stroke, it naturally encompasses several sets of actions, but they are all in one. Even if she is as tyrannical as her, she can't force Alan to interrupt the path of the knife by skill alone.

So far, the skill of the knife has been considered a success.

Appreciation belongs to appreciation, but Catherine has no plans to release the water at all. The lines of the scorpion gun light up, and the source force is condensed like substance. The movement of the gun was like wind and thunder, and every shot was pierced, and it would surely suppress Allen's offensive. Ellen was not discouraged, and shot one after another, acting like waves. The hundred-style combat skills obtained from General Blood Lion have been thoroughly honed by Allen at this moment. The sword beckoned by hand, and the number of tricks is refined into a knife, and the power is greatly increased in an instant.

Especially with a tyrannical opponent like Catherine for him to practice the knife, Allen only felt that the more and more happier he got, the heart gradually matched with the heavy knife in his hand, and there was no difference between the knife and the person. He was making it easy, Catherine's momentum suddenly rose, and the scorpion spear in her hand stabbed three times in a flash. The three shots were in no particular order, and Allen only felt that they would pierce his brow, neck and chest at the same time.

The drop points will be connected in a line, as precise as a miracle.

At the moment, the heavy knives can't be transported anymore, and the wings of the blades slammed with all their strength, and the feathers transformed by the blade's light slammed on the scorpion gun like moths, smashing into countless lights, wind, electricity, and fire. Allen retreated at the same time, but Catherine's gunshot was like a possessed maggot, chasing her. The scorpion gun passed through countless blades, and the three shots suddenly merged into one shot. A little green light suddenly lit up at the tip of the gun, and then the entire passage was stained with a layer of blue light.

At the end of the gun, the blue spear light has come to Alan's chest!