Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 130: Bright Red Knight II
The body is rusty.
It's not a metaphor. Our body seems to turn into metal in an instant, rusting rapidly in the blood soaking. When the rust spread to the shoulders, the arm could not move, and instead of struggling with force, there was a rust spot peeled off his body immediately, and a gap appeared in his body. Even so, there was no sign of his expression on his face. , There is no pain at all without Ranwen Novel Network.
Only Mae who inserted his hand into the door was safe.
I want to say something, but the rusty throat is safe and silent.
Mae finally pulled out his hand, but the place where the amputated arm was was already empty, showing bright red muscles and white bones, which was obviously eaten by the gate. Even the tough black tights could not resist the power of the door.
Billy and I can no longer move, and Mae's body is beginning to show signs of rust. It was like just contributing one arm, and it was no longer enough to satisfy the existence of a certain kind of existence that filled the void. She is just one step behind us, and she will certainly follow in our footsteps.
The hand of death touched my body lightly. I was terrified. But in the panic, there was another me thinking calmly. Almost for an instant, I felt that I understood how to save myself. My left eye suddenly turned to one side uncontrollably. I think this look frightened Billy. He showed a look of horror, and then quickly solidified by the rust.
Mae rushed over, grabbed my shoulder, and kicked Billy towards the door. Billy couldn't even scream, he plunged into the door, and his body was quickly swallowed by the door.
Snatch.
Before Billy was completely swallowed, I was able to build a high channel behind him.
Before Billy's rusty body was completely swallowed, I took Mae and hit him, and the three of them plunged into the gate together.
The next moment, there was darkness before my eyes.
Darkness only fell for a moment. When I regained my vision, I found myself standing in a magnificent hall. There are tall and elegant antique bottles all around, green dripping pots, medieval soldier armor, and cold weapons on the wall. A red carpet extends forward and then branches to a herringbone staircase. The roof is made of stained glass, with heavy and prosperous lamps hanging from it. Red candles with thick arms are not only on the lamps, but also arranged in a straight line on the wall, running through to the front. The burning flame did not waver at all, the light and shadow jumped gently, and the whole hall was bright and quiet.
I suspected that I came to an old castle, but the owner did not see the intruder. It was so peaceful here, as if there was no one other than myself. If I came to such an elegant place during vacation, I would be able to wash my heart from the irritability caused by the hustle and bustle of the world, but at this moment, a greater horror enveloped me.
I turned around, and there was no entrance to Ranwen Novel.com behind me. It was a wall with huge murals. I touched it involuntarily, it was indeed real, a solid wall.
Billy before me, and Zhenjiang afterwards, all disappeared like smoke.
A death, there will be a birth, a fall, and a sublimation—when I think of this passage, a heart-pounding thought floats to my heart.
Only oneself passed through the door, and Billy and Mae were swallowed by the weird door as sacrifices.
Mae sacrificed Billy to give life to me following Billy, but what about Mae? There are only three people in the team, but the dead and the living are in pairs.
But I think all this is a dream, I can seem to hear her reminding me, I think she is right here, right by my side.
"Mae!" I called her name loudly.
As if responding to my call, severe pain came from my left eye, as if a whip was lashing in my cranial cavity. I was so painful that I lost all strength, bent over and knelt on the ground. I pressed my left eyeball hard, it kept beating, like a heart that didn't belong to me. But it was this strange feeling that made me more convinced that Zhenjiang did not die.
This eyeball is Zhenjiang's, and I remember it often spins uncontrollably. In the dark, I seemed to hear Zhenjiang's voice again. I couldn't hear it clearly. I tried to listen, but there was a tight sound of footsteps ahead. I have never had Ranwenshu.com hate the voice of others like this time, and I have never had Ranwenshuu.com hope that the world would completely lose its voice like this one.
They have to be quiet, I thought so, so I let go of the palm of my eyeball, and got up from the ground.
My left eye turned to the ground, and I realized that Zhenjiang didn't leave nothing. There was an eyeball and the long knife-shaped critical hedging weapon that Mae carried.
I felt the eye sockets moist, and the liquid dripped from the eye sockets. It was warm and thick. I smelled a familiar fishy smell, so I wiped my cheek with my hand, and the open palm was blood as thick as oil.
I turned my body and looked at the place where the footsteps were coming from. The gates at the end of the hall and on both sides of the stairs were pushed open, and the figures of soldiers filed out. The only difference between them and the Fandog troops they encountered before is that their equipment is better and can be called armed to the teeth. Everyone’s face is hidden behind the breathing mask, looking like a skeleton with a pig’s beak. head.
At this moment, my brain loosened, something seemed to break, rolled out of my eye sockets, and landed on the ground.
It is the left eyeball, which rolls behind me like a life.
The soldiers in front quickly occupied the stairs and corridors. Probably because there was no attack on Ranwen.com, and they did not take the initiative to attack. They just formed the three-layer array they had seen before, and pointed their guns at me like an enemy.
Although they can't see their appearance through the mask, the tension like piano strings suspended in the air makes them very nervous. I thought, maybe it was the way I frightened them.
More and more thick, slippery blood gushes from the left eye socket, soaking the body, and dripping to the ground, forming a large pool of bright red depressions, which are still expanding. I never thought that human blood would look like this, and I never thought that my own blood would have so much.
The blood doesn’t seem to belong to me.
"Intruder, catch it immediately, you can't leave this place." A man upstairs who looked like an officer said.
"Put down the weapon!"
His voice is as noisy as summer mosquitoes. I don't know why he said such stupid things. Does he think everyone can reach here through that door? Didn't he know that the people who came to the door tonight were for a war that would never cause trouble?
The blood on the ground rolled like magma.
Ah! Zhenjiang is here, she has been here all the time, and we are already one. This is really great.
"Fire!"
Snatch!
A rain of bullets fell, and I lowered my body and shuttled through the seemingly slow bullets. If it is a full coverage shooting, it may be able to reduce my activity space, but their target is where I was originally, and the bullets gathered from all directions have left room for maneuver instead.
There is no threat at all, and there is no need for full output. Bullets one after another, like strings of beads floating in the air, if I want to, I can shoot them all down, but I just rushed through the gap and smashed the heavy suitcase on the soldier’s. On the head.
The soldier's head made the sound of a fracture, and his body floated, spinning in the air. The line was torn open, and I rushed behind the line of soldiers and got out of the high aisle. Just listen to the gunfire, like rain hitting plantain. There were countless sparks jumping where I was standing, and the boiling puddles of blood on the ground kept splashing.
The soldier hit by the suitcase hit the wall with a heavy crash. His head is sunken and his neck twisted, he must not survive. At this time, the soldiers who fired forward finally realized what had happened, but they had not had time to turn around. I had already pressed the mechanism of the suitcase, and a total of sixteen gunpoints shot at them.
For an instant, muffled hums continued to sound.
The soldiers who were hit by the bullet immediately fell to the ground, their hands and feet were pierced by the bullet, but their bodies were fine. I immediately realized that they were wearing bulletproof vests.
This is a matter of course, I underestimated them.
Except for a few guys who were hit in the head, there were no major casualties. The others were well-trained and rolled to the side, and the shooting array suddenly collapsed.
I stopped staying, and moved again. The soldiers upstairs had already reacted. A row of bullets passed by, and the ground suddenly became a hornet's nest.
These bullets are by no means ordinary types, each leaving a hole half the size of a fist.
From the top of the stairs to the upper floor, there are densely packed soldiers. If you consume one, there will be more to fill up.
I shuttled downstairs with a small high movement, and their reaction couldn't keep up with my movement. When I stopped by the soldiers, they would shoot without hesitation. Although I tried to cause accidental injuries in this way, the soldiers' attacks were very accurate, and they did not harm my own people at all, and they quickly grasped and became accustomed to my law of action with a very terrifying quality.
Someone wanted to pounce on my body and impede my movement, while more soldiers reorganized themselves and trapped me like a cage.
I occasionally shoot rockets and grenades at them, but they explode in midair. And even though they can't keep up with my movement, they have enough ability to predict and dodge the shrapnel. My bullets can't penetrate their body armor, so they can't hit the head, and they won't die. After their limbs are injured, they can recover with their physique.
These people are undoubtedly experienced elite soldiers, familiar with the battle of hot weapon positions, everyone has the ability of sharpshooters, and the strength of the group is far from the previous encounters.
The reason why they were able to kill and wound the Fandog troops quickly is indeed because of the convenient location. They could not deploy their positions in the narrow passages of the security bureau base, and in the halls of this underground base, their numbers were not enough to build a complete Defensive net. However, the ground here is open, and the soldiers upstairs are guarding the main road. They are fully equipped and have sufficient backup support, which is very disadvantageous for me.
I know that I am good at bullet shooting and high mobility, but at this moment, both are greatly restricted by the other party.
The enemy’s reinforcements are unknown, but judging from the number, equipment, and quality of these people, it is not difficult to guess that this place is indeed an important base for this base.
I was looting in the rain of bullets. There was no life-threatening life for Ranwen, but there was no time for Ranwen to follow them.
Ninety minutes of action time is being consumed bit by bit.
The battle must be ended as soon as possible.
Sweeping can’t stop, so how about using the chain decision while sweeping? I thought so. As long as you can actually hit the head, you can kill them, just as you did in the security bureau base.
I don’t have time to hesitate anymore, I concentrate on feeling the martial universe, the Holy King makes the Holy King, the night kills the god, the seal of the throne, the throne seeks the devil, the strongest abandonment, the big Zhou, the royal family, the night kills the god, the seal, the throne, seeks the devil, the nineth layer The strongest abandonment of the heavens, the strongest abandonment of the Shao Da Zhou, the imperial force of the universe, the night kills the gods The distorted world around the imperial high passage, but the effect is not good, the body does not have the usual feeling of divine help. I resisted the discomfort and pulled the trigger, the bullet left the barrel and immediately left the high world, causing a great distortion.
The first test failed. In the second time, I tried to correct this distorted sense of time and space and the interference caused by drastic changes in degree, but the brain was as hot as it revolved, and it seemed that it would be scrapped in the next moment.
I feel warm fluid coming out of my nose. I realized with horror that this body cannot handle the amount of data generated in this state. Chain judgment is the ability, the limit that the current physical ability can reach. Once this limit is exceeded, it will fail or even cause the body to collapse.
I released the trigger and couldn't make a chain judgment. I was no longer a sharpshooter, and a powerful function that I couldn't control. If this continues, it's just a waste of ammunition.
There is only one choice.
It's just a little distraction, and the battle situation has quietly changed. I don’t know what magic these experienced veterans have cast. Even though I am erratic, I have knocked down a lot of soldiers and consciously broke through, but the soldiers around me don’t even know when they have formed a more perfect one. Encircle the circle.
This change did not happen overnight. The soldier commander’s voice was loud and I could hear it clearly, but it was like playing chess. When I thought I had broken the game and removed the chess pieces, I found those dead. Chess is just one link in the layout. It was because he swallowed these dead chess pieces that he gradually fell into the siege.
Hey, even if you are a top student, is it just a student's degree?
Even so, I can't sit still, I drew out my dagger and moved with all my strength.
The intense gunfire suddenly became dull and slow, as if shooting into the water, with waves of ripples.
If the previous bullets were only fired from a certain direction, then the bullets at this time were fired from all directions at the same time, and there were almost no dead ends. If the speed is slower, the coverage attack will completely block the path of movement. But my raiding was so fast that I couldn't keep up with the bullets. Before being surrounded by bullets, I slid out from the crotch of a soldier against the floor, swinging a dagger with my backhand.
At the same time as the high state was eliminated, the soldier looked intact and followed the instructions and turned and attacked me. When I entered the swept state again, his lower body still turned his back to me, while his upper body turned half a circle and slanted to the ground.
The bullets chased my footsteps, and I chased the shadows of the soldiers. Their reaction was so slow. My dagger cut their necks, opened their waists and abdomen, and cut off their limbs. The pain did not seem to pass as fast as they pulled the trigger. When they fell and died, the bullet suddenly swayed all the way from the front to the top, and the uncontrollable muzzle even hurt colleagues who could not respond.
The effect of looting and adding daggers is far from what I expected, and the soldiers began to have chaos.
Every second, at least three soldiers were dismembered, blood shot in the air, and the viscera fell to the ground like a building block. They can't defend it, my speed is so fast, and I don't carry out raids on the same line, try to avoid being caught by them.
I started to feel comfortable. The soldiers downstairs were slaughtered by me after a few breaths. The blood sprayed in the air was blooming like fireworks.
I started to attack the stairs. The stairs were very narrow and there was too little space for movement. After every attack, I had to back up. After that, the gunfire would be engulfed by the soldiers I attacked. They also began to realize that after being bullied by me, they were no longer rescued. So instead of directly attacking me, they cunningly n* me into the stairs and shot the position in front of the first row of soldiers.
I have tried running upstairs on the handrails or jumping directly upstairs, but they obviously also noticed this. The intermittent coverage shots left me nowhere to stand.
I had to retreat to the wall when I first came in, and the gunfire suddenly stopped. I looked at them at each other, and the two sides stood in silent stalemate, but the atmosphere was not peaceful, but an abnormal sound was emitted.
I couldn't feel the sound of gunshots before, but when the fighting stopped, I could hear the sound of "grumbling" and "crashing".
I feel that the soles of my feet are sticky. Looking at it from the corner of my eye, the thick blood that flowed out before has expanded to a five-meter radius and is gradually spreading to the back of my feet~IndoMTL.com~ The reason for this is because of the dead bodies on the ground. The blood flowing out seems to be under the influence of some kind of power, and it gathers here like a hundred streams returning to the river.
The sound of trickling water is the sound of countless blood flowing together. The thick scarlet blood puddles boiled more and more, giving people a feeling of something gestating. The knife-shaped critical hedging weapon had been swallowed by blood, and the two left eyeballs on the ground floated in it, suddenly came alive, turned to me, and turned to the soldier on the stairs.
The weird silence hung over the hall.
The next moment, the blood was raging and swallowed me in an uproar. I couldn’t help holding my breath, my skin touched the warm blood, as if to feel the martial universe, the holy king made the sacred king, the night kills the god, the **** seal, the throne seeks the devil, the world, the strongest, abandons the young, the big Zhou, the royal family, the night kills the god, the **** seals the throne, asks Demon Ao Shi Nine Heavens is the strongest Abandoned Young Master Zhou Royal Family Martial Universe Will Kill Night God God Seal Throne Seeking Devil Ao Shi Nine Heavens Strongest Abandoning Young Master Zhou Royal Cultivation God Will Night Kill God God Seal Throne Seeking Demon Ao Shi Nine Heavens Strongest Abandon Shao Da Zhou's royal family came to a familiar will and made me give up struggling. In the bright red field of vision, the high waves swallowed all the corpses on the ground in an instant, and the limbs floated up and down the steps in the bloodstream.
"Fire! Fire!" There was a panic scream from the soldiers.