Ran Bing pushed open a rotten iron door and walked in.

As she stepped in, the pitch-black room suddenly lit up.

She looked up and saw the dusty chandelier on the ceiling, struggling to light it up.

Obviously, it's a sensor light.

The voice of unknown meaning continued to whisper in Ran Bing's ears that only Ran Bing could understand.

"It's safe here!"

Indeed it is!

This basement looks like it's been a long, long time since there was no sign of biological activity.

The walls and floors were covered with a thick layer of dust.

Ran Bing took a closer look and saw several petrified corpses huddled at the foot of the wall.

Next to these corpses, there is a hole.

The entrance to the cave leads to the ground.

Ran Bing walked over and looked at the black hole.

The voice in her ear whispered softly, "Sure enough...... It's the taste of the Kunyang people......"

"Kunyan?" Ran Bing didn't know why: "What is that?" ”

But she didn't get an answer.

The voice in his ears gently urged Ran Bing.

So, Ran Bing walked to the middle of the room and sat down on the floor.

She took out the electromagnetic gun.

The electromagnetic gun that the weirdo used to use.

The voice in my ears, whispering, whispered in this weird, terrifying, and evil whisper.

Ran Bing held the electromagnetic gun in her hand tightly, and her body slowly trembled.

In her mouth, a terrible incantation was recited by her.

As Ran Bing chanted, the electromagnetic gun in her hand slowly softened.

The mouth turned into a mass of molten liquid, wrapped around her hand, merging with her skin, flesh, and soul.

When this mass of liquid is about to melt completely into the hand.

Ran Bing suddenly opened his eyes!

"Pardon!" She held up the liquid-wrapped hand and looked at it directly.

A silvery liquid that flows on the hands.

Like a living creature, devouring her flesh and soul.

gave her the same pain as her heart, and also made Ran Bing's spirit fall into the verge of collapse!

Fortunately!

At this time, the book on her body emitted bursts of soft light.

The whispering in her ears was also calming and stabilizing her mind, so that Ran Bing did not collapse, and also gave her the strength to continue this ritual!

"Pardon!" She exclaimed.

The liquid wrapped in his hand slowly tumbled and boiled.

Ran Bing knew that it was the most critical time.

Now, the Spear Spirit is about to be born!

She stretched out her left hand, which was not wrapped in liquid, and endured the sharp pain, grabbed the liquid that wrapped her right hand.

Bit by bit, peel them off your hands.

Tick!

Tick!

Drops of liquid fell.

Ran Bing was sweating profusely, her face was pale, and she felt as if someone had used some extremely sharp weapon to cut her flesh little by little.

But she held back and didn't say a word!

Finally!

The liquid on my hands has all peeled off.

They were beating on the ground dripping like living creatures.

Ran Bing looked at them, and spat out a command forcefully: "Return to the position!" ”

"Hurry up!"

The pulsing liquid immediately squirmed in a certain pattern.

They slowly put together, slowly condensed.

Piece together the parts, condense out the barrel.

In the end, a small and delicate revolver appeared in front of Ran Bing.

There is a small shadow on the body of the gun, which appears.

Looking at the silhouette, it's almost another Ran Bing.

Ran Bing picked it up and felt like he had touched a new self.

Everything about this gun was clear in her mind.

So, she understood that her spear spirit had been trained.

But it's too immature and too weak!

It needs the irrigation of flesh and blood and the feeding of the soul in order to grow up.

Therefore, the moment he held it, Ran Bing felt the hunger of the spear spirit.

It's going to eat!

And you have to eat right away!

Otherwise......

Once it is extremely hungry, it will start eating the flesh and soul of its master!

………………………………………………

Ling Ping'an walked upstairs.

He was a little sleepy, took out his phone and looked at it, it was already half past eleven.

"It's not right to stay up late!" So, the bookstore owner, who pays attention to health, walked to the bedroom, lay down with his head back, and fell asleep.

In a daze, Ling Ping seemed to hear the prayers of countless people.

Solemn, solemn and sacred!

It seems that thousands of people are praying in unison.

"Ring the bell once, push the lever, start the piston and engine!"

"Ring the bell twice, press the button, the engine ignition, ignite the turbine, and inject life into ......"

"Ring the bell three times ......"

"Praise in unison!"

"Praise to machinery, praise to steel!"

"O great spirit of all machines!"

"You are the Lord of all things and the Apocalypse that destroys everything!"

"More is good, big is beautiful!"

"Evaporate! Burn it! Cast it! ”

"Steel is eternal, machinery is eternal!"

In a daze, Ling Ping'an's ears gradually heard the roar of the engine, as if a turbine was vibrating, and countless mechanical gears were running at high speed.

"What's going on?" Ling Ping thought in his dream.

So, he opened his eyes.

"It's this dream again!" He laughed.

Because, at this moment, his body is infinitely huge.

Bronze casts his skin, steel casts his bones, and countless parts make up his flesh.

That beating heart is a huge steam turbine.

Every time it beats, it pumps its entire body with the power of a solar fusion reaction.

It made Ling Ping feel that he could do whatever he wanted.

In my ears, the sound of the magnificent and sacred prayer became more and more fanatical and solemn.

"Gatling Bodhisattva!"

"It's the Gatling Bodhisattva of great compassion!"

It seems that there are countless people who worship him with tears in their eyes.

"Wonderful! Gatling Bodhisattva! ”

"Great! Gatling Bodhisattva! ”

"Praise Gatling Bodhisattva, when he walks deep like honey, he holds six pipes and transforms into a supreme holy weapon. One tube and one sound, six words of clear mantra, no equal mantra ......"

Ling Ping'an listened to these voices, completely unaware of what was going on?

He scratched his head.

Seems a little impressed by this scene?

"I remember, I seem to have had one of these dreams last time......" he whispered.

In his dream, he also held a Gatling cannon and smashed an incomparably large spider to pieces!

So......

Is today's dream a continuation of the last dream?

Peace of mind is not clear.

However, he didn't plan to think about it too much.

Dreams! Can you think clearly or is it still a dream?

Aren't dreams weird?

Thinking in this way, Ling Ping looked at this dream with an entertaining mentality.

He lowered his head, and under his huge body, countless people, crawling like ants, worshiped him.

Looking at all this, he felt a little interesting.

His heart moved, so he chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!" ”

………………………………

Elizabeth prostrate herself on the ground.

She looked up at the Gatling Bodhisattva, and her heart was full of pride and pride.

The Gatling Bodhisattva, who is compassionate and compassionate, has appeared again.

This is the greatest compliment to her!

So, she prostrated herself and led the believers, chanting aloud the hymn of Gatling Bodhisattva.

"Praise Gatling Bodhisattva, when he walks deep like honey, he holds six pipes and transforms into a supreme holy weapon. One tube and one sound, six words of clear mantra, no equal mantra ......"

Bodhisattva, very satisfied with them.

His huge divine body sat down cross-legged and whispered a Buddha name: "Amitabha! ”

The compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva, the divine body of steel, radiates countless Buddha lights.

These lights gently fell on all the believers present.

These more than 100,000 believers!

The divine power of the Bodhisattva began to manifest.

One after another, the bodies of believers who had been harmed and eroded by the minions of the evil gods were slowly repaired in this Buddha's light.

A will of steel, emerging from within them.

One by one, nanomachines are slowly running.

Iron lotus flowers, blooming from their bodies.

This made their bodies heal, and the parts of their bodies that had been eroded by the evil god's minions also radiated with new vitality one by one!

They were saved!

The Gatling Bodhisattva of great compassion is the universal people.

His love and mercy are equally distributed to every believer!

"Amitabha!" One believer after another sat down slowly, the hairs on their heads falling one by one.

"Wonderful! Gatling Bodhisattva! ”

"Great! Gatling Bodhisattva! ”

Elizabeth fell to the ground prostrately.

But the figure of the Bodhisattva has quietly disappeared.

He is gone!

But He will come again!

Elizabeth stood up, and she walked to the place where the Bodhisattva had just appeared.

Feel the compassion and love of the Bodhisattva.

She looked at the Gatling Bodhisattvas who had already resolved to take refuge in great compassion, the people who followed the path of the Iron Buddha, and recited the mechanical sutras.

"Let's prepare for the next coming of the Bodhisattva!"

"When the Bodhisattva returns next time......" said the steel bhikshuni solemnly and sacredly, "everyone on this continent should take refuge in my Buddha!" ”

"Amitabha!" Elizabeth Namaste.

"Amitabha!" More than 100,000 believers fanatically praise the Namaste!

………………………………………………

Holding a revolver that was already eager to eat.

Ran Bing walked in this underground shelter.

She was a little weak, pale, and struggling to walk.

This is because most of her flesh and soul have turned into spear spirits.

If she didn't have the book in her arms, just the act of refining the spear spirit itself would have made her die during the refining process!

Even then, she couldn't last long.

She's as hungry as Lancer!

Click!

In the ruins ahead, there was a sound.

Roar!

It's a Crimson cub!

Slightly greenish skin, indicating that it was not long born.

But on both sides of the deformed skull, which resembles a large fighting dog, fluorescent tentacles have grown.

"A token of the Phantomon!" The whisper in his ears gave the Crimson its true name.

"Ghostmon?" Ran Bing asked confusedly.

Then she looked at the scarlet cub that was running towards her.

She raised the revolver in her hand!

The barrel has turned red from hunger and thirst!

Bang!

Ran Bing pulled the trigger!

A bullet mixed her flesh and soul, spewed out from the muzzle of the gun.

It's the only bullet she can shoot right now!

In other words, if this shot can't destroy the other party, she can only wait for death!

But......

Ran Bing looked at the scarlet beast, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The revolver in her hand also had feelings of disdain.

It's just a small crimson cub!

Even for an adult Crimson, this shot is deadly enough!

Moreover, the moment the bullet is fired, it is already impossible to dodge!

However, the scarlet cub had no intention of dodging.

Bullets only!

What's it?

Even if it's a cannon, it's not afraid!

But......

Bang!

The bullets that came out of the barrel were completely different from the human bullets it had seen and remembered.

It seems to have life.

It's like a beast!

With terrifying force, it spun and struck the Scarlet Cub on the head.

Syllable!

Bullets pierced its skin, burrowed into its body, and tore at its flesh.

The huge impact sent the scarlet beast cub directly to the spot, and then fell backwards.

Syllable!

It fell in a pile of debris.

Gulps, jelly-like liquids flowed out of its body.

It's its blood!

Inside it, the bullet was like a greedy parasitic beast.

It's sucking like crazy!

It's greedily devouring!

"What is this?" The simple wisdom of the Scarlet Beast cub can no longer be thought of.

It hung its head weakly, and at the end of its consciousness, it saw only a human being, staggering to its side.

The human's eyes lit up.

In the pistol she was holding, little bits and pieces lit up.

Then, frantically sucking and devouring it.

Just like the few humans it once hunted and devoured.

In just a moment, the scarlet beast cub was sucked dry.

It lay on the ground, its form still the same.

But if you look closely, you will know that it has turned to stone.

Its flesh and soul have been sucked clean!

Ran Bing kicked lightly at the petrified scarlet beast cub.

Its body, like a weathered stone, quickly disintegrated.

A bullet fell, and Ran Bing squatted down and picked up the bullet.

The pointed projectile body is still the same!

Even, it's a little bigger!

Reload this bullet into the pistol's magazine.

"It's not enough!" The pistol in his hand made a greedy urging.

It needs more!

More Crimson!

Ran Bing was holding a pistol and was about to leave here.

The murmur in my ears rang again.

She turned, and picked up a silver crystal from the powder of the remains of the scarlet beast cub.

The crystal still has the inscription of the umbrella.

In the next second, this crystal slowly deformed and turned into a coin in Ran Bing's hand.

The denomination is five cents!

"That's what it is...... Does the mysterious lord need currency? Holding the coin, Ran Bing thought.

The whisper in my ears came softly.

She guessed right!

Great Juggernaut, all you need is these currencies!

"Five points for a cub?"

"How many cents can an adult have?"

"How many pieces are the Duke-level, Prince-level, and King-level Scarlet Beasts worth?"

Ran Bing didn't know.

Perhaps, when she hunts, she will know!

"So ......" she laughed, "I became a mercenary?!" ”

The whisper in his ear whispered: "This is your honor!" Mankind! ”