The flames soared into the sky, the fire dragon roared, and the green mountains and green waters became a volcanic sea of fire.

Soon, the entire pharaonic village became a giant fire cage.

Su Ying and Gatlin, who had not yet healed from his serious injuries, fought bloodily, and the two gradually became exhausted.

Who would have thought that a calm morning would become a moment for hell?

The temperature around has reached a terrifying level, and being in it is like being in a furnace, with crackling and crackling sounds everywhere, and the constant sound of objects falling to the ground, and some of the inhabitants of the island where Pharaoh's Village is located are already certain to die, either burned or killed, or suffocated and poisoned by the poisonous gases produced by the flames burning various substances, and stoned to death by the backward trees and buildings.

According to the second doctrine of the God Butcher Organization, she must try her best to save the lives of ordinary people without affecting her actions, but at this moment, Su Ying has no time to care about the safety of normal people, and even she herself feels that she has never been so close to death.

Su Ying covered her nose with her hands to minimize her inhalation of toxic gases.

"Are you OK?" Su Ying asked Gatling.

Gatling shook his head very honestly at Su Ying, who frowned slightly, he really couldn't hold on in the face of such a "catastrophe".

"Don't give up!" Su Ying's expression was resolute, and an unyielding light flashed in her eyes.

At this time, a huge tree beside Gatlin that was scorched black smashed down, and Su Ying desperately knocked Gatling away, and she used her bruised body to resist the towering ancient tree that collapsed.

Gatlin looked worriedly in the direction of the giant tree falling, and quickly put his mind at ease, it seems that the life-saving benefactor who saved his life twice is very fateful in himself, and has struggled to stand up from under the "fire tree" at this time, but Gatlin's eyes still have a little guilt, and there is an extra scorched black scar on the life-saving benefactor's body.

Su Ying and Gatling were not allowed to have some exchanges, but wave after wave of undead apostles seemed to have swept away the fresh "food" of the entire Pharaoh's Village, so they were gathering from all directions.

A sense of despair haunted Gatling.

Unlike Gatling, Su Ying wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, twisted her neck, raised her legs, and then used the "Blood Vibration" to shake off the blood on the Black Sakura Knife, and returned to her resolute look, her determined eyes were also full of fire, and she looked high-spirited.

Su Ying never thinks about whether she will die in battle, and she treats every battle as if she must die.

"You protect yourself." Su Ying walked forward and said with her back to Gatling.

One husband is a pass, and ten thousand people are not open.

In the face of those undead apostles who were still hungry, Su Ying's steps became faster and faster, not at all like being surrounded by tens of thousands of enemies, but more like she had surrounded all the enemies by herself, and soon launched a second round of attacks.

Gatlin, who had been left far behind Su Ying, looked at the body in front of him that was no different from that of an ordinary weak woman, and a feeling of admiration spontaneously arose in his heart, feeling that the so-called eternal pride and heroism were nothing more than that.

Several undead apostles with wrinkled skin and drooling viciously took the lead in killing Su Ying, these undead apostles preyed the most in Fang Cai's hunting, so their strength and speed increased the fastest, which Su Ying noticed from the other party's instantaneous figure.

Su Ying held the knife against her back with both hands, blocking a sharp claw that sneaked up from behind and was stained with dark red blood, and then raised the black Sakura Tai knife above her head, blocking several powerful claws again, and the two large undead apostles in front of her were just a face, and cut the two undead apostles who were looking for death and blocking the way into pieces of minced meat.

The undead apostle who had attacked Su Ying from the back at the beginning took the opportunity to attack again, the stench emitted from the open blood basin mouth was disgusting, and the two rows of sharp "beast teeth" that had regrown because they had absorbed enough essence blood were so openly bitten towards Su Ying's slippery shoulder.

Su Ying's body turned around half a circle, his left hand pressed the tip of the black Sakura knife, and his left foot stepped out to the side, and the black Sakura knife was handed out, a blow similar to the Tianxinliu knife drawing technique, the name was a human before his death, and now he came back to life with the body of the undead, but the heart of the undead apostle who took the initiative to find death was penetrated by the tip of the black Sakura knife, so he died again, and this time it was a real death that could no longer be dead.

Next, Su Ying regarded the entire Pharaoh Village and even the entire island as a battlefield, and her body had the potential of "fighting three thousand miles", and she did not forget to kill the undead apostles one after another, and led the elite forces of the undead army that gathered like a tide to her own direction, if you look down from a high altitude, you can see a fast-moving black dot in the sea of fire, and after the black dot is the vast black tide...

With the help of some objects such as high walls that are still standing in place, Su Ying has made good use of various schools of swordsmanship, especially the Tianxinliu swordsmanship that pays attention to body jumping, and many undead apostles who are in hot pursuit have died under Su Ying's jumping, turning, and slashing in one go, and have truly become the souls of the dead under the knife.

It's just that during this period, Su Ying met a more difficult undead apostle, the other party was a very big guy, more than five times the size of ordinary people, and there were several rusty iron chains hanging on his body, like a small mountain, and the ground rumbled when he ran, and the undead apostle tank generally sprinted from a distance of two hundred meters on Su Ying's side, knocking many compatriots to pieces along the way, and some of the undead apostles who picked up the fragments of the corpses of those compatriots to eat were even more brain-bursting by it. Visceral crossflow. Su Ying's heart was not flustered, facing the strange undead apostle also launched a sprint, bent his knees while the opponent raised his fists high to make a hammer, and his back almost touched the ground and slashed under the opponent's crotch, cutting off the opponent's left foot with a knife, and after getting up, the opponent's head sank because of the offset of the center of gravity of the body, so when it reached a position that was just able to let Su Ying cut it with a knife, Su Ying solved the big man with two knives, and it turned out that it was not the bigger the bulk, the more powerful it was.

Before she knew it, it was already noon, Su Ying retreated into a desolate area while killing, she stopped, her expression changed slightly, and she noticed that there were more than a dozen more breaths on the surrounding hills, and each breath was obviously stronger than those undead apostles who were chasing after her.

But Su Ying quickly smiled with relief, and more than a dozen white-robed figures appeared in her sight, which were some members of the pharaoh's escort who had been dismissed to various regions of Egypt.

"Sorry, we're late." A white-robed woman who had been eating breakfast in a small restaurant in Cairo and then hurried to a city near Cairo to deliver a message said, "Time is in a hurry and the situation is urgent, so I only called a dozen companions."

Su Ying wiped the blood on her face with her arm and smiled, "That's enough."

The white-robed women who came in a hurry and stood on the hill looked at the tide-like army of undead apostles behind Su Ying, their eyes were blazing, revealing expressions that were not afraid of death, and they rushed down the hill like the wind, blowing past Su Ying's side, "???? ?????? ??? ?? ???? (All gods should die)! ”

Not far from the temple.

Gatling faced the remaining undead apostles alone, there were also thousands, and it seemed that because she had only eaten a full meal, she did not rush to attack, she looked at the short black dagger in her hand, smiled bitterly, and then began to walk forward like Su Ying.

As she smiled wryly, she thought she was ready to die, remembering that her master, the white-haired old woman in the temple, had said that dying generously in the heat of battle was the ultimate fate of every member of the Pharaoh's Guard.

"Maybe that's the best outcome." Gatling swallowed, his right hand holding the dagger trembling unconsciously.

Thousands of undead apostles with all kinds of fishy and foul stench pounced on Gatling without hesitation, Gatlin's heart had already risen to her throat, and even a marquee had appeared in front of her eyes, and her heart had even begun to prepare her last words.

Those undead apostles were like man-eating demons pouring out of hell, with bloody mouths, hideous faces, ugly appearances, and fighting strength and speed that Gatling feared.

Gatlin's pupils widened, her face flushed by the firelight was covered with unintentional sweat, and she fell to her knees and began to cry aloud.

“??? ?????? ? ?? ??????????? ? ???? ???? ?? ????? ??? ??????? (I can't do it, I can't do it!) I'm sorry, it seems that I am really not suitable for this profession, I have failed your teaching and training)."

Gatlin thought of the compatriots who died in the Set's extermination war, and it was because of his weakness that he killed a gentle and kind big sister who had always been good to him in the escort team, and that big sister had been encouraging herself to be strong before she died, and then passed away forever, until the war that was more like the "Escort Annihilation War" came to an end, and those companions who were obviously stronger than themselves and more qualified to live still left the hope of survival to themselves.

Gatlin bit her lip and blood was pouring down, and she barely stood up, this time she thought she was truly ready to die generously!

One by one, the undead apostles were already close at hand, and it seemed that the next moment they would tear the girl named Gatling, whose bloodline was only C-class, to pieces without any suspense.

But there are no absolutes in everything, and there is no way to be endless.

A low and snorting cat call drowned out the angry cries of the undead apostles, and a black cat rushed to Gatling's side with a vast herd of stray cats.

“?????? ?? (Karen)? Gatlin, whose face was drenched in tears and sweat, looked at the black cat at his feet, and the black cat rubbed his back against Gatlin's feet as usual.

Everything has a spirit, and Gatlin saved the black cat in front of the speeding car regardless of his own comfort, and now the black cat has brought his brothers to return Gatling and the kindness of two years of nurturing.

Hundreds of stray cats were scattered around Gatling, their backs arched, their hair erected, their ears straight, their pupils dilated, and they all made aggressive gestures, some of the cats who were not good at stubble had begun to crawl forward, cats were good swimmers but afraid of water, so these cats who swam all the way across the Nile seemed to be putting all their anger on the undead apostles at this moment.

The cat is the guardian god of the underworld, the guardian of the underworld, its appearance is like the appearance of death, any necromancer must stay away, those who are still menacing undead apostles are like meeting natural enemies and run away, ignoring the real death Anubis to "kill everything" order.

As soon as the black cat gave the order, hundreds of stray cats called by their brothers launched a swift attack, just like lions hunting on the grassland, and those fierce and brutal undead apostles were more like street rats at this moment, and in the process of escaping, some of the hands and feet of the undead apostles were trampled and broken by other undead apostles, and it seemed that they really felt fear and fear.

Hundreds of stray cats soon rushed into the army of thousands of undead apostles, like wolves into a flock of sheep, and began to bite and scratch wildly, each claw or mouth caused an undead apostle to turn into a foam and collapse to the ground, only waiting for death to come.

Gatling stood stunned, staring at the defeated and scattered apostles of the undead, unable to figure out why the situation had changed so drastically.