Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 898: The night of the dead war
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On the street facing the manor, an off-road vehicle stopped. The tailpipe of the car is still emitting black smoke with difficulty. Even in the era when the speeding vehicle on the surface is far from popular, this off-road vehicle is completely antique. The driver was a priest, with a rough face under his gray-blue messy hair. His priest's robe was also washed a little white, and a cross was hung around his neck, and its corner was broken.
The priest squinted his eyes, looked in the direction of the manor and said, "Here it is."
"Yeah." A woman in the back replied.
This woman is dressed in red and red trousers, and her tight-fitting outfit emphasizes her crazy curves. Especially in the completely closed neckline of the jacket, two **** of soft flesh almost rushed out. She lifted her leg and kicked the car door, and got out of the car in the priest's painful gaze. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket, and elegantly pulled one out of it and placed it on his lips. Inhale, the cigarette will light by itself.
"Come on?" The woman looked at the priest.
The priest shook his head weakly and smiled: "I can't get used to it."
"You don't smoke, drink or play with women. It's so boring."
The priest denied: "I will kill."
"It's scary." The woman looked in the direction of the manor: "Let's go and kill."
"Well, tonight is the last time to kill, so good."
The woman breathed out a smoke ring, wondering if she was asking the priest or herself: "Is it really good to die here?"
"Okay, I can sleep peacefully, what's wrong." The priest smiled and said, "Of course, you are still young, but you have not yet reached the time to sleep in."
The woman shrugged.
The two walked towards the manor.
When Mobit looked through the window and saw the strange couple on the cold street, he instinctively told him that the person who came was not good. Suddenly the priest looked up and looked in his direction. The two were extremely far apart, but Mobit knew that the other party saw him.
The priest raised his hand and made a press down lightly.
As soon as Mobit's face changes, he must release his momentum with all his strength. The sudden change occurred, a strong force fell from the sky, and Mobit shook his whole body as soon as he touched it. Not only was he shaking, the room was shaking from the ceiling to the floor, from the bed to the table and chairs. The shock spread and spread around this room, spreading across the entire manor.
The strong earthquake disappeared suddenly.
Then came the landslide and the land collapsed.
The entire manor of Alifant was crushed by an invisible giant hand. The earth and stone buildings collapsed. The soldier guards hidden in the manor were either blown into meat sauce or crushed by the collapsed buildings. Up below. The entire manor was turned into ruins, and the dust rose like a curtain. Under the broken stone pillars, blood was constantly flowing out, converging in a low-lying place, shockingly.
Two auras rushed up.
Mobit's fingers went for a long time, and the surrounding sands sputtered toward the periphery like a fountain. Although he was fine, the bandage on his chest was mostly red, and it was obvious that it took a lot of effort to escape from the force field that appeared out of nowhere. Allifant was more embarrassed, the fat man was still wearing pajamas. The pajamas naturally turned into a strip of cloth, and the general looked at the ruins in front of him with a gray head and grimace, crying and scolding his mother.
But the air is extremely dry and irritable, and the atmosphere is even more like a tight string, making the fat man dare not take a breath, fearing to affect the aura of the two parties in this space that are trying to confront each other.
The priests and women who were still strolling on the street before, somehow arrived at the manor at this moment, standing in the fairly spacious front courtyard. The priest smiled, and the woman was cold-eyed, both of them looked at Mobit, but put Alifant aside.
Mobit has no expression on his face, and he still has a face of honor and disgrace in this drastic change, and his determination is amazing. He came to the flat ground from the rubble and looked at the two of them and said: "Probably I asked who you are, and you won't say it."
The priest still looks like a good gentleman, and smiles faintly: "In the light and hidden society, from 2 to 10 points, each number is divided into four levels: spades, hearts, clubs, and diamonds. Among them, except for spades. , The rest are all ordinary members. In addition, there are six makeup clowns, black and white clowns, k, q, j, and a. They are the six-member council and the head of the entire Guangyinhui."
He pointed to himself: "I am a black and white clown, and the one who came with me is a. So, is the President satisfied?"
Morbit finally frowned.
If the other party does not speak out, it is highly suspected of concealing one's identity. But now that people have spoken it openly, it has even exposed the core composition of the mysterious organization of the Guangyin Society. It is determined to keep oneself, otherwise, how could it be so easy to deal with?
"I’m afraid it’s not that simple to kill me. Take ten thousand steps. Even if you kill it, it must be a good thing for you?" There is rarely such a direct intervention, why, Guangyin no longer intends to hide in the sewer?"
"That's right." The priest nodded and smiled: "As for the life and death of the President, you don't have to worry about it. What I can tell you is that the Federation can't mess up."
Morbit squinted his eyes: "Alan?"
The priest stroked his palm and smiled and said, "Sure enough, he is a wise man."
"So, where is he in you?"
"2 of spades."
Mobit laughed: "Senior member, it's okay. If it's just a peripheral member, it would be too weightless."
"It is true, then, your Excellency, do you have enough rest?" The priest smiled: "If we have enough rest, let us get things done."
"You guys are so generous, you can see that I'm not doing anything while taking a break?"
"Generous dare not say, after all, you are the president, so you must be convinced to die."
Mobit no longer speaks, his aura suddenly rises. A group of gray awns exploded, and quickly moved back together, forming a luminous armor coat on the surface of his body. The armor is gone for a while, and the president is no different from normal, but his body's vitality is rising steadily, and the source of power is like opening a box, and the waves are higher than the waves. The surrounding rubble shook, and the dust and smoke on the ground suddenly set off a gray and plain tornado, the blue dragon swayed and thunder sounded. At the moment, Mobit's momentum was like a black cloud passing through the border, rushing toward the priest and the woman.
The manor suddenly flew into sand and rocks, and the ghosts were crying and howling.
"I'm coming?" the woman asked knowingly.
The priest tore off the cross on his neck and put it in the woman's hands carefully: "After tonight, send it to the child for me. The church will be given to him in the future."
The woman hummed: "You're all dead, that kid is too scared and uncomfortable. Or, I will send him to meet you?"
I thought I would see this priest who has always been good at talking furious, but he came up with a sentence: "Whatever you want."
Then turned around to face the president, hunting in full clothes.
The woman put the cross in her jacket pocket and snorted.
The priest added: "Don't let him go."
The woman said "um" and pointed her hand high in the sky. One by one, two, three or four, a pillar of fire was continuously rising around the manor, and the pillar of fire slowly swirled to form a circle of flames, enclosing the entire manor. The Yanbi is a hundred meters high, which is nothing to Mobitt. But the president knew that even if he could leap a hundred meters into the sky, not to mention the priest-like master staring at him, the woman code-named a would definitely be more than just such a trick.
Mobit doesn't think about getting out. If he wants to be separated tonight, he can only kill these two masters.
Only a deadly battle!
The priest's clothing that was urged by Mobit's energy to hunt and hunt suddenly stopped moving, and the next moment it quietly fell apart, revealing the priest's not-so-strong body. Then the priest's muscles squirmed, as if there were hundreds of thousands of insects hidden under the skin, and the skin turned from white to blue, and then from blue to blue. Then the scales began to float, hexagonal, the size of the flakes. As if a piece of scaly armour was turned under the skin, it fell down and covered the whole body.
The priest's hair grew violently, his eyes turned into vertical golden pupils, and his ears were pointed. From the center of the eyebrows, to the chin, continue to bulge forward, shaped like a wolf kiss. The bones in his body slapped softly, his hands stretched, and his palms became larger and wider. From the back of the hand and the back of the waist, there are sharp black spines. Finally, the shoes exploded and the soles of the feet turned into claws. At this moment, the priest was no different from a monster.
The energy of the body is not weaker than Mobit, and it is full of violent animality.
Mobit said in surprise: "Ancestor?"
The priest nodded, there was no more smile in the vertical pupils. He stretched out his hand and touched it, holding the first black thorn behind his back, and suddenly pulled it out! I saw a black rainbow bringing a few drops of blood into the hands of the priest, but it was a black and inconspicuous bone spear. Mobit dare not care, the ruler is armed with engraving, and the ancestor is the original ancestor blade. The former is good at defending and the latter is good at offensive, which is the principle of shield and spear.
The original ancestor blades are all odd and strange, one or two or countless, totally uncertain. But what is certain is that the original ancestor blade intersects with the lives of the ancestors, no matter what form the original ancestor blade is powerful. After all, the engraving weapon of the ruler uses source power for defense, but the original ancestor blade of the other person is attacking with his life. That is really desperate!
The priest is also welcome, bowing like a full string, and throwing a black bone spear in a spear-throwing posture.
A black lightning flashed across the manor.
The sky storm suddenly disappeared completely, and the gray dragon with its teeth and claws also disappeared. Mobit's eyes widened. He held a black bone spear tightly in both hands, and his legs plowed two gullies on the ground like knives, and he drove into the ruins behind him with his spear.
A violent cry.
A five-to-six-meter-wide passage was suddenly cleared from the ruins. On both sides of the passage, whether it was gravel steel bars or human debris, were neatly cut off. The cut surface is extremely smooth, but the cut parts are instantly annihilated, turning into subtle things that can't even be talked about by dust.
Mobit is standing in the passage.
The bones in his hand were stripped away every inch, and the fragments turned into powder in midair. The president shook his body, and blood spilled from his nose and mouth.
There was a whistling in the air.
Mobit looked up, the priest bounced into the air and hugged him. The whole figure whirled violently like a ball, and the end of the man came, and Mobit's air wave circled, shook and swept away, and the momentum was astonishing!