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Chapter 192 The party begins

Bai Ou's five fingers were like iron nails. The sharp nails pierced Jeffrey's skin, and then he clenched and scratched. For a moment, Jeffrey only felt a sharp pain in his ankle, and the whole skin was under Bai Ou's skin.

The flesh and blood were torn apart and became blurred.

This kind of injury was nothing to Jeffrey, but suddenly the pain was intensified a thousand times. Jeffrey felt like his ankle was stuffed into a meat grinder, and the unfamiliar saw teeth cut him repeatedly.

of nerves and flesh, even crushing and sawing his own bones.

The wave of pain almost broke through Jeffrey's will. His breathing became heavy, but he still stubbornly stayed awake. The bone-crushing knife turned around and prepared to split the white gull's head.

From Boluogo, Jeffrey realized a lot of knowledge related to the undead. Even the perfect immortal still has its flaws. For example, Boluogo cannot die multiple times in a short period of time, so as the undead, the White Oull

, he must also have his flaws.

The bone-crushing knife tore through the air, as fiercely as a hammer, and then the etheric sword cast out of thin air blocked the bone-crushing knife. Hurt struggled to get up, forged another etheric sword, and stabbed into Jeffrey's chest.

Waist and abdomen.

"You should not have separated from Lebius."

Hert's voice rang from his ears, and when Jeffrey used the tiger's eye to freeze the white gull, Hert was liberated.

Blood overflowed from the corner of Jeffrey's mouth. The white gull raised its head, stared at the sun-like gaze, and laughed crazily.

White Ou is waiting for the moment when Jeffrey looks away. He will definitely give Jeffrey endless pain, making him realize that death is an unobtainable gift for him.

Jeffrey endured the endless pain and coldly pulled the trigger. The next moment, the white gull's head exploded, and the overflowing plasma covered the ground.

Canjin tried to move his eyes away to suppress Helt, but once his eyes moved away from Bai Ou's body, he took action again - even without his head.

Bai Ou does not seem to have the concept of death. Even if his limbs are damaged like this, he still has a certain degree of mobility. Jeffrey pulls the trigger one after another, piercing Bai Ou's torso and limbs. At least the physical damage will be temporary.

Paralyze his actions.

The bone-crushing knife shattered Helt's etheric sword. Jeffrey turned around and slashed horizontally, splitting Helt's throat with a fierce knife, and the blood flowed wildly.

Helter looked at Jeffrey in shock. He didn't expect that Jeffrey still had the strength to fight back despite being attacked from both sides.

Last chance.

Such thoughts flashed through Jeffrey's mind. The current situation was extremely unfavorable for Jeffrey, not to mention the existence of an undead person with the rank of power bearer.

Not to mention defeating them, self-protection became a problem for Jeffrey. He even thought that he might die here.

Then at least solve one before you die.

Aiming the gun at Hert, Jeffrey emptied the bullet nest, hitting Hert with fatal projectiles one after another. Even though his body could be transformed into ether, these warheads were all expensive alchemical warheads, which skyrocketed.

The ether fluctuations repeatedly devastated Helt's body.

Helt wanted to fight back, but Jeffrey grabbed his head with one hand and slashed his face with the bone-crushing knife.

In an instant, thousands of illusions flashed and disappeared in front of Jeffrey's eyes, and the demons danced wildly, hysterically and wailing at Jeffrey.

In the broken head of the white gull, a scarlet eyeball is staring at Jeffrey. At this moment, Jeffrey is not only facing endless hallucinations, but also the doubled senses. The coldness of the rain expands into a bone-chilling cold and pain.

It tore at his nerves, and he was like a machine, overloaded in an instant.

With red eyes, Jeffrey relied on his remaining rationality to make the final decision.

All the ether in his body was injected into the bone-crushing knife in his hand, and Jeffrey struck hard at Helt, who roared and punched Jeffrey hard.

The figures intertwined, and the bone-crushing knife hit the ground behind Helt, penetrating several decks and shattering the entire area into crumbling ruins.

Jeffrey was knocked back by Helt's heavy punch, knocked away all obstacles along the way, shot down from the Paradise, and fell into the roaring sea.

It took Baiou some time to put his body back together. At this time, Hert also stood up from the collapsed ruins. His breath was a little weak, but with the high degree of etherification in his body, he still had the ability to fight.

"Is he dead?"

The white gull twisted its head vigorously, like a doll, its head twisted at a terrible angle.

"I don't know..."

Helt looked at the boundless sea. He couldn't see Jeffrey, and he couldn't sense Jeffrey's etheric reaction. "With that level of injury, even if he doesn't die, he can't hinder us."

"Indeed," Bai Ou nodded, and continued, "We have to speed up our pace. I just came back from the Hulk Coast, where I met Lebius."

Hearing the name of Lebius, Hert's expression became slightly nervous, but when he thought of what the white gull had promised, he was once again dominated by the fervor of desire.

"Let's go, Helt, and take back what's yours."

The white gull smiled at Helt.

The pier was crowded with people trying to board the ship, and then more explosions sounded, like vicious rats, gnawing at the Paradise, breaking through the virtual realm that enveloped it bit by bit until it was completed.

Chisel through.

The continuous explosions caused the Paradise to begin to tilt, and the hull continued to vibrate, as if a small earthquake was taking place on the Paradise.

Irwin held Cinderella's hand with one hand and supported the wall with the other. The billowing smoke filled the corridor. He bent down with difficulty and walked forward holding his breath with difficulty.

Cinderella followed Irwin closely. Just now, the two were chatting happily on the observation deck, but suddenly disaster struck, and every explosion sounded like a heavy hammer hitting each other's hearts.

Cinderella whispered, "Is this the killer coming after you?"

Irwin didn't know for a moment whether to lament the girl's big heart or her excessive fantasy.

"Do you think killing me is worth the effort?"

Irwin slammed open the door on one side, and the two of them rolled in awkwardly, closing the door to block out the billowing smoke.

Falling to the ground, Irwin gasped hard, his chest heaved violently, and his heart pounded.

Irwin knew that this disaster had nothing to do with him. He also knew that the enemy's target was Nolen and the Paradise.

Damn it, was he involved in an extraordinary conflict?

Irwin was both excited and panicked. He could finally witness the miraculous power of these condensers with his own eyes, but he also felt that once the crazy battle started, a mortal like him would not have much chance of surviving, let alone himself.

There was also Cinderella beside him.

Wait...where's Cinderella?

Irwin looked around for Cinderella, and when he took a breath, the girl disappeared.

"Cinderella!"

Irwin shouted, and after a few seconds, Cinderella clawed at the doorframe and reappeared in sight.

"What are you doing!" Irwin said anxiously.

"Find something to defend yourself with."

Cinderella said as she shook the knife in her hand. She had just gone to the kitchen to find a weapon.

What the hell is going on with this guy? He has such a great mentality!

Irwin rested for a few minutes and said with emotion, "It's a pity that the situation is limited, otherwise I really want to interview you."

"Huh? What's the interview for?"

Cinderella hugged her knees and squatted down, and then she remembered what she had just said, "By the way, my secret is..."

"Do you think this is the time to say something like this?"

Irwin felt like he was going crazy. What was going on with young people nowadays? Didn't they have any psychological pressure? Or they were under too much psychological pressure, so they could remain calm even if they encountered this kind of thing.

The ceiling above his head began to tremble. Irwin immediately stood up, hugged Cinderella around the waist, and knocked him out of the room, running into the corridor of billowing smoke. Then the ceiling above his head began to collapse piece by piece.

The elevator door opened not far away. Irwin knew that taking the elevator at this time was definitely not a wise choice, but he was more willing to try this unknown risk than to be crushed into a meat pie.

Irwin fell into the elevator, stood up in a panic, and pressed the elevator buttons, but none of them responded.

The collapse was close at hand, and thick smoke poured into the elevator. Just when Irvin felt that there was no hope of survival, Cinderella climbed up from him and punched the elevator button.

In Irvin's shocked eyes, Cinderella's punch seemed to have woken up the elevator. The elevator door creaked shut, and the indicator above showed that they were descending. The rumble of collapse echoed from above, but it could not hurt them.

to them.

Irwin and Cinderella looked at each other. The girl looked excited, as if she hadn't had enough fun. Just when Irwin was about to say something, the sound of metal cracking sounded from above their heads, and they both looked up.

The steel cable broke and the elevator stalled. Amidst Irwin's screams and Cinderella's laughter, the elevator flew straight towards the core area of ​​the Paradise with sparks.


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