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Chapter Two: Encountering a Hanging Corpse

While Luo Ling was using both hard and soft tactics to win over Xing Juan, all members of Xuanyuan Leile's action team had entered the subway tunnel.

The size of the subway station is equivalent to a medium-sized platform of an ordinary urban civil subway. It can be said to be quite spacious. Such a large cargo throughput can only be used for one base, which means that the research base layout will never be small.

The train has already been driven to the other end, and what's even more annoying is that the original power system of this end has been destroyed, and the entire tunnel is pitch black.

"You want me to fight in the dark? I have to repair it and leave in good condition!" Xuanyuan Leileo said so and did the same. He ordered the scientific and technological engineers in the team to repair the power facilities, at least repair the lighting, so that the entire tunnel could be restored.

All light up.

At the same time, he and his subordinates set up a posture on the platform, using a few people as bait, hoping to kill the blasphemy demon that had been hanging around them but did not appear. According to the two masters, a lot of blasphemy demons had gathered, and they were

In the dark.

What makes Xuanyuan Leiluo feel angry is that the blasphemy demon just won't be fooled. It's a clear plan, just to make the people of Shengyin continue to fight to the end.

The lighting and power supply have been repaired, but the train cannot be recalled because the special instrumentation is severely damaged, and no matter how good the technical engineers are, they cannot produce a bunch of small and large parts.

There is nothing to think about. Since the Blasphemy Demon cannot come out, it cannot be wasted like this. Even if the Paladin's Holy Light Shield is released in groups of two, there is a limit on the number of times. If it is used up, the Holy Seal Knights will suffer the most.

.Now we can only continue to move forward. The water will come and the earth will block us.

The construction specifications of the tunnel are quite high, with a width of 5 meters and a height of 7 meters. On both sides, there are thick concrete bases of less than 1.5 meters. The cylindrical vaults and wall skirts above are completely welded with steel materials, and there are steel beams and steel bars as ribs.

It is evenly stretched longitudinally and transversely inside. If you look at it from the side, it might look like a giant thick iron pipe buried underground. Its support and anti-penetration capabilities are absolutely top-notch.

The tunnel lights are installed at the highest point of the vault, spaced 20 meters apart. They are not very bright, but they do not hinder people's normal vision inside.

When the lights were turned on, the field of vision immediately expanded a lot. As far as the eye could see, there was only depth and silence, and it was empty and there were no monsters at all.

Xuanyuan Leiluo asked the experts around him, but the experts could not tell the reason. There must be monsters, but whether it was the blasphemous demon that has been lingering or a new monster lurking here is unknown. So Xuanyuan Leiluo could only

It is to ask everyone to be more careful and be ready for battle at any time.

The team advanced for more than two hundred meters, and the enemy finally appeared. It turned out to be the angry spirit demon, what the demon hunters call a hanging corpse. The hanging corpse looked like a big fat man who had all his bones removed and hung up on a clothes rack.

.The whole body embodies the word "soft". It is too wide, too flat, and too soft, making it look like a big piece of paper floating in the air, always floating when moving.

A quick look at the hanging corpse looks like a human being undergoing brutal torture. Its upper arms and shoulders are always flush, its forearms and calves are full of rusty metal drills, and its bluish-purple skin looks like a broken pocket.

It was filled with icy blue mixed with purple fluorescent goo, which reminded people of some kind of polluted battery waste. It is not difficult to see these substances in its body. This piece is on the lower part of its neck and chest.

, the part corresponding to the back, the skin and flesh have been removed, so that what is inside is completely visible.

The hanging corpse has a head, but the head is not connected to the body by a neck like a normal person, but by a black rotten bone. The rotten bone is like the body of a centipede whip, and above it is a black brain with the skull removed.

The most obvious part of the body of the hanging corpse is the ornament on the head, or in other words, the instrument of torture. It is a 'fan' made of seven unknown metals. The 'fan' opens 180 degrees, like a peacock spreading its tail. I don't know.

The first metal is the fan bones, which are evenly distributed, and then a semicircular iron hoop connects them from the middle of the fan bones. It is like the symbol of the sun behind the head of Buddha in some pictures, and it is also like the steering wheel of a ship. However, the hanging corpse

This 'half wheel' is inserted into the head. Some experts say that this half wheel represents the dial of hell. Indeed, those flat unknown metal bars do have the smell of the hands in the clock tower.

The dial of hell is an interesting dividing line. Behind it is a brain as black as a walnut kernel. In front is a pale human face, like it is made of plaster. It has no organs, clear bones, and blue eye circles.

There are two bright blue lamps, and the lips are indigo, as if they have sucked poison. Its mouth is always muttering to itself, as if it is making endless vicious curses.

The Hell Dial is also a very interesting magic weapon. The reason why the hanging corpse can levitate and fly seems to depend on this thing. Four pieces of flesh skin, like straps, hang from the shoulders of the hanging corpse and hang on the Hell Dial.

On the horizontal fork at the bottom of the plate, which is also the intersection of the scale fork and the semicircular iron hoop, there is a special ring shining with magic light to allow the flesh and skin to pass through. As a result, the body of the hanging corpse really became a broken bag.

His own skin bag carried a bag of toxic waste, hanging on the rusty dial, scurrying around. As he breathed and moved, the tight 'double strap' flesh skin trembled up and down.

.The neck bones, which only serve as a connection and not as a support, also expand and contract, which is very strange.

The Hanged Corpses are native hell demons, coming from the craziest Sixth Chaos Hell. These guys are masters of space magic. Their space fault defense is a higher level than the magic energy shield, and their miniature space black hole balls are extremely powerful.

The destructive power is as if a black hole the size of a mung bean has really opened up in this world. Someone was beaten to death, and the body of more than 100 kilograms was left with less than 30 kilograms in the end! Moreover, this kind of black hole ball cannot be used with known methods.

To counteract any energy, you can only wait for the time to neutralize and close yourself. However, the irony is that such a master of space magic cannot allow himself to travel through space and planes, and can only float...

All witchers know that when encountering a hanging corpse, they have two options: run. This is the choice of most witchers. The moving speed of a hanging corpse is a little faster than walking. If you want to get rid of it,

It's not difficult. The other option is to kill quickly and let it fully launch its magic attack. It is absolutely terrifying. The fluorescent waste in its bag seems to have the function of a battery, which can continuously provide magic power to the living hanging corpse.

, If you really want to fight against the magic power, even if ten high-level magicians are tied together, they are no match for this guy.

There were two hanging corpses alive. When they saw someone coming, they immediately formed seals with their hands, muttered words, and began to prepare magic.

Of course, Xuanyuan Leiluo would not choose to run. He also wanted to show his face in front of Qin Qing. So he could only choose to kill quickly. This kind of work was obviously not suitable for swarming up. The tunnel was already small. If there were many people in it, it would be like hanging him alive.

The corpse's magic collided.

It was still the master who wielded the scimitar. He told Xuanyuan Leilei to be careful of the sneak attack of the Blasphemy Demon, and then shot out. This master who was known for his speed fully revealed his abilities at this moment. The nearly circular tunnel was incomparable to him.

There was no road, and along the side wall, I could see silhouettes of people moving around, and in less than two seconds, they were 30 meters away.

As usual, the hanging corpse saw that it was a soldier coming towards him, and while continuing to form seals, he pushed it deeper into the tunnel. Before the scimitar master got close, two black hole balls with a bright light were pushed out.

The core of the black hole ball is a small group of light emitting black light, and the outside is wrapped in a lavender light and has a tail composed of sparkling light, which looks quite beautiful.

The speed of the black hole ball is very fast, and it is guided by the thoughts of the hanging corpse, like a pair of twins who are inseparable, spiraling towards the scimitar master. This is a typical fan blade killing method, the attack surface formed by the two black hole balls

, which is exactly the same as the diameter of the tunnel. Just like the rotating fan blades at the end of the ventilation duct, any object that enters the range will be attracted and crushed.

The scimitar master didn't dodge, and just faced him straight forward. The moment he entered the black hole ball's attack range, he saw the silhouette of the figure twisting for a while, and then appeared behind the black hole ball, and actually traveled through it as if he teleported.

The two hanging corpses looked a little flustered and immediately gave up the control of the black hole ball, allowing it to move forward freely. While the main body continued to float backward, a new round of magic casting began.

The black hole ball moved quickly and for a long time. Xuanyuan Leileo certainly did not want to be chased by this thing and consume the energy of his subordinates' holy light shield and mana shield, so he ordered the formation to defend and retreat.

Swish, swish, swish! The hanging corpse's new spell is a cutting blade formed by space distortion. The space cutting blades of two hanging corpses are enough to turn a five-by-five cubic meter space into a powerful meat grinder. What's more,

The scary thing is that this meat grinder space is difficult to find. Only by looking closely can ordinary people distinguish its boundaries from the chaotic airflow.

This hand of the hanging corpse is obviously purely to block the enemy, so that they can retreat and cast new spells.

If there is still room for the black hole ball to be drilled, the trap of this space cutting blade is absolutely impeccable in such an environment. However, the scimitar master has his own way to break it. As the figure suddenly stopped,

A bright sword light flashed, choking... He struck out four swords with both hands, but only a long sound could be heard. The tip of the sword seemed to be picked at random, and a section of the railway track that was more than two meters long was cut across.

In front of the scimitar master, the two swords moved up and down on the rails, and at the same time, he kicked out fiercely. The rails turned into rotating fans, and the wheels pushed forward sideways. The principle was exactly what was used before by hanging corpses.

Another form of fan leaf killing method.

As the first rail flew out, the second rail was pushed out by the scimitar master in the same way. At this time, the first rail had entered the range of the space cutting blade, and the sound of sharp cutting files could be heard endlessly.

A gash dozens of inches deep was made, and the force of the rotation became weaker and weaker.

The second rail came, followed by the scimitar master who was spiraling like a drill. The two snow-flaked scimitars completely enveloped his upper body.

He used the power of the rails to weaken the power of the space cutting blade, and then passed through the invisible passage opened up with his body protected by two swords. The scimitar master's quick wit even made Luo Ling in front of the TV nod.

The hanging corpse had no chance to cast the third magic. The scimitar was flying towards him like snow. At this moment, a new change occurred.


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