With the explosion of the flame-shaped sword, the sealed hull was opened by the transverse scar, and the inside and outside were connected together. Palmer recovered a certain amount of ether, and the raging wind roared again.
Roaring and rolling airflow filled the battle area, and broken iron slag was raised one after another, like a metal sandstorm. The airflow was mixed with wet water vapor, and the high concentration of ether materialized into shining arcs among the raindrops.
Traveling and bursting.
Palmer jumped to the next level and reached the core of the storm. All the airflow rotated and rolled around him, but soon this airflow was disturbed and pulled by the stronger ether.
In front, Palmer could see the fighting figures. They were like evil ghosts coming out of hell. The figures moved at high speed. Every short pause would cause a violent sound, as if a giant was hammering an anvil.
, scattering sparks like stars.
Impacts came one after another, causing deadly ripples in the ether. Palmer lowered his posture to avoid being knocked down by the impact.
The impact was packed with warm iron slag, crackling on his body, leaving a series of shallow scratches. Palmer's face turned pale. He now regretted going deep into the battlefield. His mortal body, in this crazy world,
In the midst of a fight, you can't hold on for long.
Fortunately, Palmer found Irwin and Cinderella. These two unlucky ghosts were hiding behind a collapsed corridor. The furious ether fluctuations were like a tide, hitting the material along the way hard, and they huddled together.
, like soldiers hiding from shelling in a trench.
Palmer was about to move forward when an unknown ripple spread out from the front. It was a wave made entirely of ether. It should be impossible to observe it with the naked eye. However, when the concentration of ether exceeded the peak, the ripples were also materialized.
Transformed, it glowed magnificently, with jumping arcs on its edges.
The ripples spread extremely fast, and almost at the same time that Palmer observed it, it came to his eyes. The ripples slapped on Palmer's body, breaking into more fine and crystal clear water droplets like raindrops, invisible ether
It seeped along Palmer's wounds, eroding his nerves and soul.
Secret Energy·Blissful Injury.
For a moment, Palmer's mind went blank, and then the pain engulfed his consciousness like a tsunami. Palmer saw the tragic death of many people. Among the countless severed limbs and blood clots, Palmer saw Worthy.
Lin's face, she lost her limbs, her entire abdomen was completely opened, her eyeballs disappeared, leaving only bloody eye sockets filled with fat white maggots.
"Palmer...Palmer..."
Vosilin opened her mouth and called to herself in a low voice, and then a cold poisonous snake came out of her throat.
Palmer's eyes widened, sweat flowed across his pupils, and a stinging and sour feeling came. He did not close his eyes, but stared straight at the ground, his heartbeat accelerated and his breathing became rapid.
The noisy battle was much quieter now. White Oll's Bliss Wound affected everyone within the range of the secret energy. Palmer tried hard to suppress the hallucinations and pain. When he raised his head, he saw Irwin and Cinderella.
Cinderella hugged her knees tightly, curled up into a small ball, buried her head in her knees, and her body trembled slightly, like an autistic penguin with its head bowed. Irwin leaned against the wall, his broad shoulders covering most of Cinderella
Most of the flying iron slag hit Irvin.
At this moment, Irwin was also under the influence of the Blissful Injury. He was already exhausted, and the mental torture further aggravated the collapse of consciousness. However, unlike Palmer's strong physiological reaction, Irwin acted very calmly.
His pupils were a little dull, as if he were looking at a distant place.
The ripples dissipated, the impact of the Bliss Wound was over, and Palmer shouted to Irwin, "Hey! Wake up!"
Irwin's reaction was a little slow. He heard Palmer's voice, but he couldn't do much. Instead, Cinderella, who was curled up beside her, raised her head. She recovered quickly and her eyes were clear.
"Protect him!"
Palmer rushed towards the battlefield and threw the pistol to Cinderella as he passed by, regardless of whether she knew how to use it.
Palmer really didn't want Irwin to die here. Even if he had to die, he would at least finish the new book. He also understood that the most important thing now was to find a way to kill the bastard Bai Ou, rather than whether to write a new book or not.
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The scene of Vosilin's tragic death flashed back before his eyes, and a surge of anger arose in Palmer's heart. He was rarely this angry.
The frantic melee continues, and Canary continues to suppress Bai Ou. This is not the first time Canary has fought against Bai Ou. She is well aware of the abilities of this old opponent. In order to suppress his immortality, Jin
Canary must maintain her secret power at all times, and this leaves her with no time to care about anything else.
For example, Hult's slash.
The fierce sound of swords continued. Ever since entering the next level, Helt had been trying to rescue the white gull, and Boluogo blocked his way like a shield wall.
It was extremely difficult for Borogo to resist Helt, who was the bearer of power, with his rank as a believer. Even though he destroyed Helt's weapon, Helt could still shape the etheric sword forged by light.
Tearing out deadly blades of light.
When Bologo was about to be unable to block Hert's offensive, the sealed iron coffin also trembled, and a crack opened from the surface of the metal. In the deep darkness, a dim eye peered at the outside world.
The poisonous ether expanded and stretched, and the Blissful Wound instantly swallowed Boluogo. Thousands of cruel images lingered in his mind, and Aimu's screams echoed in his ears.
The alchemical matrix on the body's surface flashed, and Bologo almost lost his balance and fell down. Hert on the opposite side was also not in trouble. The Blissful Wound doubled his perception and gave him strange hallucinations. Helt saw it again.
His wife and daughter heard rustling sounds in their ears, and fat rats hurriedly crawled through the shadows.
The fierce sword fight between Helt and Bologo stopped for a few seconds, just like an intermission. Both of them needed some time to recover. Then they stood up again almost at the same time, and their swords collided.
Relying on the power of eternal labor, the Bliss Wound had little impact on Canary. She rushed towards the iron coffin, the dagger in her hand glowing with light.
This is the alchemical weapon specially prepared by Canary in order to hunt the white gull. As long as it hits the white gull, it can weaken his immortality to a great extent.
But before the canary could give the white gull a heavy blow through the iron coffin, Hert realized that the situation was not good, and the etheric sword in his hand became brighter and brighter, as if he was holding a roaring thunder.
"Step aside!"
Helt roared angrily and threw the etheric sword at Bologg. Bologg quickly retreated. At the same time, the iron plates under his feet rose one by one, and a series of iron thorns rose up, trying to stop Helt.
, but with the sudden flash of white light, everything in the way was chopped to pieces.
The sharp fragments cut open Bolog's cheek, and the pain left by the Bliss Wound echoed in his mind. He did not continue to retreat, but took the initiative to meet Helt. Bolog had to rely on his immortal body to hold him back.
Hert, until Canary completely disposes of White Gull.
The sword danced wildly, with a fierce murderous intent, cutting everything that tried to get close. Hert took the initiative to crash into Boluogo's killing net. Suddenly, the hatred on Hert's face disappeared, and instead
A contemptuous smile at the corner of his mouth.
Helt's figure began to become illusory, and the shining alchemical matrix gradually collapsed, dissipating into mist along with his body.
The galloping sword split the mist, but failed to catch Helt. At the moment of the confrontation, Helt used etherification to avoid Bologo's attack, and relied on the secret power of Mist Kill to bypass it.
Obstacle, speeding towards the white gull.
Boluogo immediately turned back to chase, "Canary, he's coming!"
Canary heard Boluogo's warning, and in an instant, a heavy force was exerted on the surrounding area. The warped metal was smoothed one after another, and even the raised iron slag also fell down.
But this cannot suppress the fog.
The turbulent and expanding white mist is like an army of marching ghosts. The etheric swords emerge behind the mist. Under Helt's high-speed slashing, they are like a group of flying fireflies. Each flickering firefly will easily tear apart the steel.
Canary is not immortal. At this moment, she is under attack from both sides. If she turns around to fight Helt, the white gull will break open the iron coffin. But if she continues to assassinate the white gull, she has no guarantee that she can survive Helt's sword.
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A dagger came through the air, and when Boluogo warned Canary, it had already been swung out. Accelerated by the increase in ether, it flew to Canary's head before Helt's slash fell.
behind.
Apparition.
The phantom dagger displaced Boluogo in the distance behind the canary. Boluogo waved his power, raised his hands high, and pulled the upper metal. Then they fell like a rainstorm and collided with the incoming flash of light.
, turned into scattered iron slag fragments.
Canary admired Boluogo's quick reaction, and then she struggled to stab out the dagger in her hand. At the same time, the iron coffin suppressed by the overwhelming force began to tremble violently, and the cracks further expanded, and a bloody
Under heavy pressure, his hand grasped Canary's wrist, preventing the dagger from falling.
"Canary, why can't you understand me?"
A deep and vicious voice sounded.
A strange pulling feeling emerged from Canary's heart. She could feel a force summoning the ether scattered around. A center point emerged out of thin air, as if it were a vortex carved out of the sea. It pulled the ether,
The strong wind and all matter were like a tyrannical king, and everything in the world trembled and shook.
More and more cracks cracked open on the iron coffin. Canary tried to strengthen the prison, but it was too late.
In the roaring collapse, Bai Ou's deformed and withered body emerged. In a short period of time, his body was crushed several times and healed several times. The ether gathered in his body, and the concentration was so high that it even materialized.
The crystals pierced the flesh.
Large pieces of luminous crystals covered his joints and internal organs. Now the white gull is still the one with the power, but his abundant ether is almost as much as the defender. Relying on the support of this huge ether, even the golden
Canary tried her best to suppress Bai Ou, but still couldn't knock him down like before.
"Belphegor deceived us, look what he gave us!"
The white gull looked past the canary and aimed at Boluogo, roaring in anger.
"I used to be his most devout believer. I traveled around the world without rest, just to satisfy his desires... All I wanted was to serve him forever, but what did he respond to us? The beauty after death!"
The white gull easily pulled Canary away and knocked down the wall on one side. Canary fell into the ruins, her breath disordered.
Helt's etheric sword cut several wounds on Bolog's body, and blood flowed rapidly. Bolog tried to fight back, but he could only cut a ball of mist that disappeared with the wind.
Bologg noticed the rolling murderous intent coming from behind him, which stung his skin like a high-temperature iron approaching. Bologg pulled down an iron wall to isolate himself from Hert, temporarily alleviating the pressure of the offensive.
, then he turned around and faced the angry and ferocious lightless eyes of the white gull.
The force that allowed no resistance came, and White Ou punched Bologg through the abdomen. The iron wall that was supposed to isolate Hert now became Bologg's own execution rack. He was roughly pushed against the iron wall.
, blood smeared all over the walls.
"Behold... Belphegor gave him eternal life."
The white gull stared at Bologg with hatred. In his eyes, Belphegor had deceived him, and Bologg had taken away the favor that should have belonged to him.
The expansion of the Wound of Bliss was fully injected into Boluogo's body. Boluogo arched his body in pain. He could see the white gull's mouth opening and closing. What was he saying to himself, but Boluogo's hearing was confused at the moment.
, the words of the white gull turned into distorted and roaring sound waves when they reached the ears.
The torture of the Blissful Wound took away all Boluogo's attention. He could feel that with the trauma and the injection of power into his body, his moment soul criticality was being invaded bit by bit, and the ether contained in his body began to lose control.
It was as if a ferocious beast had lost its shackles and was rampaging inside his body.
Boluogo felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, and his blood seemed to be burning. The beast hidden in his chest wanted to break free. It bit through his lungs and gnawed off his spine. Boluogo's sight
Double images began to appear, and the furious and ferocious face of the white gull transformed into thousands of faces, roaring loudly at itself.
Cursing himself, cursing Belphegor.
The white gull threw Boluogo heavily to the ground. Boluogo felt that a few more of his bones were broken, and there was a crisp cracking sound, like a broken branch.
Bai Ou feels that his immortality comes from Belphegor's gift. Thinking about it, he still carries Belphegor's brand. It is not surprising that Bai Ou has such a misjudgment.
Bologo pulled out the steel inserted in his body and smiled contemptuously at the white gull. The most troublesome person on the battlefield at the moment was the white gull. Bologg was worried that the white gull would divert his attention to others.
Now that I have completely attracted his hatred, others are much safer.
The next step is to look for opportunities.
Aimu hugged Boluogo's waist from behind, and the two overlapped again. The ether that came to help accelerated Boluogo's self-healing.
After successive battles, this area has been completely reduced to ruins. Water sprayed from the broken pipes. There was a collapse sound from above, and another figure fell into this layer.
Jeffrey covered his wound and stared at the battlefield with tired eyes. He could play a very small role at this moment, but he still came, and he brought another person with him.
"If we can't kill them, your original thing will also be gone," Jeffrey threatened Dua beside him, "I don't know what use you can be...but you'd better be useful."
Duva nodded vigorously, circles of halo appeared on his eyeballs, and he analyzed the battlefield as an alchemist... In fact, even he himself didn't know what use he could be, but he was just like a naive child.
, in order to show his loyalty, he will do whatever it takes.
The white gull walked towards Boluogo and Palmer. The impact of the Bliss Wound washed through their nerves like venom. Boluogo's hallucinations worsened a lot. Even his memory began to move forward. What he saw was different.
Then there is the tragic death of friends, but something more distant and soft.
Boluogo saw the vast scorched earth, and saw those familiar faces turned into steaming corpses lying next to him...
The white gulls desecrate the memory of Boluogo.
Burlogo whispered a warning, "Get out of the way, Palmer."
Palmer didn't know what Bologna saw in his hallucination, but he could feel that something was wrong with his partner. He endured the pain and decisively stepped aside. At this moment, the white gull was galloping towards Bologg.
The rolling blazing ether is like the falling sun.
Boluogo raised his hand unsteadily until the palm he held overlapped with the figure of the white gull.
Clench your fists tightly.
In an instant, the noisy world became completely silent, as if all the echoing sounds were swallowed up by a bottomless abyss, and everything was stagnant in the silent vacuum, with rising iron slag, falling blood threads, and floating smoke.
, they suspended and stagnated together, like a frozen scene...
A few seconds later, the noise roared back, as if rising from the bottom of the sea. The rhythm of the storm was heard. The stagnation was broken and accelerated. Then the entire hull began to collapse internally with the white gull as the center point. Countless steel
The python is one after another with thorns.
In this doomsday collapse, the unshakable ground also became shaky, and the ether filled in the metal began to dissipate. The members of the Zongge Orchestra hiding in the dark successfully conquered the virtual realm in the core area at this moment.
Large cracks covered the ground.
The entire battlefield began to collapse toward the next level. In the roaring destruction, the indestructible hull structure began to collapse, and turbulent cold water poured into the cabin, enveloping sharp iron pieces.
The overlapping layers of roots and thorns tore the white gull's body into countless pieces, like a flying falcon picking up its prey and lifting them high into the sky. Then it turned into a bloody rainstorm and fell, pouring down the white gull.
The incoming sea water dyed it blood red.
The bloody torrent swallowed everyone, and Dua's figure rose and fell in the water. He struggled to stick his head out and shouted excitedly.
"I saw it!" Dua tried to wave to the others, "I know how to kill him!"
No one seemed to hear his voice, and everyone seemed to be caught by death, sinking and floating in the vortex.
