The lights were dim, and Caliban cautiously followed the figure in front of him, and the familiar terrain helped him a lot. He hid his thin figure tightly in every corner that was not easy to notice, the passage was dim, and the visibility itself was low, and it was difficult to see without looking carefully.

The image of the person in front of him was looking for something, stopping and stopping all the way, the half-human tall black giant dog looked left and right vigilantly from time to time, and its fierce face loomed in the dark night, Caliban did not dare to approach, and could only follow from a distance. The figure traveled at a fast pace and quickly disappeared from sight.

The whisper in his head grew clearer, and Caliban understood that the voice that had been lingering in his ears for days was a distress signal. Caliban followed the instructions of the voice and searched all the way, and from time to time on the road could find traces of the figure passing in front of them, and it seemed that the two men had the same goal.

Suddenly, the whisper suddenly disappeared, and in this long-lost silence, Caliban felt that he had lost something, and he froze in place for a moment.

There was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps in the passage ahead, and Caliban withdrew his intended foot, carefully sticking out his head to observe the situation in the passage.

A figure appeared at the mouth of the passage, it was the mysterious man who broke into the Lugauin sewer today, the man was holding a petite woman in his arms, and he strode quickly in the passage, like flowing water, and his footsteps were lightly on the ground, and he was three or two meters away.

At the other end of the passage, a strong smell of blood poured into the passage, and the two tall black shadows let out a shuddering howl, and the scarred face showed a hideous expression, and there was even more vicious hatred in the eyes, and the murderous aura flew over.

Caliban was startled and quickly shrank back into the corner. At this time, someone patted him lightly in the back, and Caliban was shocked.

It's like walking on an empty road in the middle of the night, and suddenly someone behind you taps you lightly.

A chill rose from the soles of his feet, and the hairs on his body stood up. Caliban shuddered and slowly turned his head to look, and a familiar figure stood with his chest crossed, standing aside and watching with interest the battle that was about to break out in front of him.

……

Four o'clock in the morning, Lugoin Sewers, Camp Morlock.

Hua Tian was sweating profusely and woke up from his dream, the air was filled with a hint of blood, and a strange sound was heard in the distance. The voice was so familiar that it had been echoed in my dreams countless times over the years, it was the mournful cry of a person before he died.

Hua Tian stood up, and several members of the Morlock family fell asleep quietly under the light of the ball of light in mid-air, only Caliban was not in the camp. Hua Tian had an ominous premonition in his heart, and cautiously groped forward to the past.

After about 200 meters of cautious progress along the passage, the smell of blood in the air became stronger. The center of the camp ahead was littered with the corpses of homeless people, the flesh and blood of the corpses blurred and the blood flowed freely on the ground.

The assailant had not yet left, standing among the criss-crossed corpses, his hands still dripping with blood. The face full of scars became more and more hideous and murderous in the dim light.

Hua Tian was shocked in his heart, the direction in which the murderer was advancing was the Morlock camp. He knew very well the strength of the Six Fingers Gang, and the more than thirty Mexicans with evil hearts were second to none in the Lugoin sewers. If these two murderers were allowed to see the Morlock camp, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Hua Tian stretched out his hands, and the light reflected by the wall under his control, after reflection, refraction and scattering, converged in front of him, intertwined to form a light curtain like the wall next to him, blocking the passage behind him. From a distance, it's a dead end.

The black shadow in front of him strode up, getting closer and closer, Hua Tian's spirit became more and more concentrated, a large amount of adrenaline was secreted, and the ability was like an arm to control the surrounding light, and the light curtain intertwined in front of him was more stable and realistic.

The tall man strode into another passage and reached out to make a mark on the wall. Hua Tian's body collapsed to the ground, and his heart was pounding. Compared to the helplessness of that day, this time he finally did it. Sadness welled up from the bottom of my heart, I wanted to cry and laugh for a while, and finally came to the corners of my mouth, but I didn't know what to say.

"Caliban!" Hua Tian suddenly remembered his missing companion, and a spirit stood up. There were traces of Caliban's movement in the corner of the wall, and Hua Tian hurriedly got up and slowly followed the footprints.

The passage was dim and silent. A familiar figure finally appeared in front of him, his thin body clinging to the corner of the wall, as if he wanted to merge into the wall.

Suddenly there was a chaotic sound of footsteps behind the passage, and the strong smell of blood poured down the passage into the tip of the nose, it was the two murderers who had just slaughtered the homeless.

A tall man in front of him rushed over, his figure hidden in the hood and difficult to see, holding a petite figure in his arms, approaching quickly.

"There are wolves in front and tigers in the back, thirty-six strategies, sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight!"

Hua Tian stretched out his hands, and the light in front of him was absorbed to form a dark hollow, and the figures of the two were hidden in the darkness. Hua Tian stood with his arms crossed, his hair swaying wildly in the air.

The battle in front of us is about to break out!

………

To everyone's bewilderment, the battle ended quickly and with unimaginable speed.

The werewolf, who had slaughtered the outcasts before, collapsed at the touch of a button under the knife of our protagonist, the inheritor of martial spirits, the light of New York, and Matthew Williams.

Not to mention Caliban, whose eyeballs were about to fall off, and his stunned little friends.

Matthew also looked at the two restored "war scum" in front of him with a confused expression, menacing, but unexpectedly vulnerable. In fact, it's not that the opponent is too weak, but that Matthew's strength has improved too fast compared to before.

To tell the truth, combat effectiveness can be roughly divided into three aspects: "samurai, weapons, and martial arts".

After a lot of intense and brutal actual combat training, Matthew's biggest gain is the initial comprehension and awakening of the "combat wisdom", which is an indescribable inspiration, and a martial arts instinct after a thousand tempers.

The sword intent attached to the surface of the God of War weapon is actually a special state formed by a highly condensed murderous aura and internal breath, which is sharp and unsharp.

"Dog Stick Method" is a martial arts role specifically for canine creatures, "Martial Soul Production, it must be a high-quality product." "In the game's terms, it's a 100% increase in power against canine creatures, and it's always a critical hit.

The result of one plus one plus one must not be three, but may be infinity. With an absolute advantage in all three aspects, there was an amazing move of "seckill" in front of him.

Matthew angrily withdrew the long knife in his hand, the werewolf had no long things, and there was no seizure, which was the most disgusting thing for a chivalrous knight. Perhaps the corpse that retains its giant wolf form has research value, but it is not realistic to take it away.

The long knife disappeared in the air, and disappeared into his hand out of thin air. Matthew re-embraced the girl on his shoulders in his arms, and his body moved determined to leave the place quickly.

Suddenly, Matthew's figure was thoughtful. The inner breath poured into the ears, and the sense of hearing suddenly became clear, and the sounds of the two kilometers around appeared in the mind. The sound of dripping water, the crawling of rats, the roar of machinery, and even the creaking of walls under the heat and contraction.

Matthew listened intently, trying to find the voice he wanted to pay attention to in the midst of the noise. There was a sound of neat and orderly footsteps in the passage ahead, the number of people was about dozens, the footsteps were fast and powerful, and they were rapidly approaching.

Suddenly, an even louder and domineering sound reached Matthew's ears, like a boulder sliding down the passage, and the pipe rumbled violently. The flesh collided in the pipe, making a dull thumping sound, and quickly approached.

…………

Marvel water is very deep, the world is too dangerous, Matthew looked confused, and there were all kinds of sorrows in his heart.

It's not that the traversers all go out to pick up artifacts, jump off cliffs to get miraculous skills, beautiful fiancées, and masters forcibly take in apprentices. I crossed over by myself, not to say that I was poor and white. risking his life to save people on the fire scene was not taken by S.H.I.E.L.D., and he was sent away by an "outstanding citizen".

Pick up a beautiful woman today and think it's time to run, and then marry Bai Fumei to the pinnacle of life. But I didn't expect to be caught by four people when I walked a river. Am I wearing a fake crossing?

Both voices were rapidly approaching, and the voices were getting closer and closer. The way Matthew evacuated before and after was blocked, and there was no way to heaven.

"Borrow a knife to kill people, take chestnuts from the fire," Matthew's heart was horizontal, and a crazy idea arose in his heart. Quickly turn around and sweep the surrounding environment left and right, the passage is wide, the lights are distributed at intervals of about 20 meters, and the lights are dim.

Afraid of leaving footprints along the way, Matthew took up his inner breath, went down his spine, and followed the path of "Light Body Technique, Flying Eaves and Walking on the Wall". Inner breath poured into his fingertips, quickly carving several small holes in the wall. The whole person hangs upside down from the ceiling of the sewer like a bat.

The inner breath operates in the body, and it is vast. Matthew skillfully operated the fetal breathing technique, the pores gradually tightened, and the breath gradually became undetectable.

The passage returned to silence, like the calm before the storm, except for the strong smell of blood wafting through the air.

The passage rumbled, and with lightning speed, it quickly approached. A voice shouted:

"Ga Wow Boom~"