"Phew!" A scorching fire flashed in the night.

"The Germans have gone completely insane." Looking at the undead soldier whose head was shattered by the three-eyed handcuff turned into a magic sword, Su Qin tugged at the reins in his hand and squeezed out a Sichuan character between his eyebrows. The tall eight-legged steed stood silently on the roof, four pairs of iron hooves wrapped in black fire that gave it the ability to walk through the void. Six smoky black hounds walked back and forth beside their master, occasionally opening their lips to reveal a mouth full of strange snake fangs, and at the same time letting out a series of low growls full of intimidation.

"It's a nostalgic feeling." The magic sword, oh, should be called Hernig by now. As usual, she appeared behind Su Qin without warning. Sitting on the saddle sideways, Heenig leaned on Su Qin's back with a lazy expression and said casually.

"Your hometown must be a terrible place." Lowering his gaze, Su Qin replied ominously.

"How about taking you to see it next time?" Henig stretched out his long, pale fingers to caress the intricate reliefs on the armor, his eyes showing sincere admiration.

"Thank you."

"Uninteresting man." With a soft snort, Heenig disappeared into the shadows as silently as he had come.

After devouring millions of souls, this terrifying cursed sword has finally shown its strength. In addition to the new armor and horses, the previously revealed Gun mode has also been enhanced. Not only can the six-headed hounds track the breath of their enemies, but they also have a mouthful of venom-stained snake fangs. Like the seventh bullet that slept in the chamber of the gun, the cruel hounds had their own name.

Gwene, Moin, Grabak, Grafvolud, Overnir and Swafernir.

After a brief examination of the palace of memory in his mind, Su Qin smiled bitterly and realized that the origin of these names actually came from the six poisonous snakes that tore the World Tree with the black dragon Nidhogg in Norse mythology. It can be seen that the Cunzài of the Zuò Henig must have been a lover of mysticism.

The hound lying on his feet seemed to be as tame as the magic sword, rubbing this guy's hairy head, Su Qin sighed quietly. After leaving Poland, he was driven by anger to run to Berlin. An eight-legged steed galloping through the air carried him all the way west. However, the further west he went, the more wrong his situation became. Whether it is a village or a town, there is a thick dead air in the eyes of every resident. They mistook Su Qin, who was dressed in heavy armor, for du11ahan, who was in charge of the death in legend. After expressing fear, he took the initiative to ask him to take his life. Attempt to use death as a last resort to escape from the world that has turned into hell.

This aura of complete despair shrouded Su Qin's heart with a thick cloud.

As we got closer to Berlin, the situation got worse than better. On the first floor, Su Qin did not encounter the army that blocked his advance as expected, but instead encountered groups of undead soldiers, no, these undead people can no longer be described as soldiers. Unlike the undead soldiers on the battlefield, whose bodies were mostly young men, the undead wandering around Berlin were mostly old and young, women and children. In the most exaggerated of cases, he even saw the horrific sight of the entire village becoming immortal.

Looking at the residents who were still holding the bones of their babies after becoming undead, Su Qin clenched his fists meaningfully. This is a scorched earth tactic that is used only after despair, and the scene in front of you can be regarded as the most complete clearing of the wilderness compared to burning grain and blowing up factories. After the Battle of Stalingrad, the unstoppable Allied offensive apparently drove the members of the Northern Society who wanted to revive Germany with the undead legion plan. And under their influence, the entire upper echelons of the Third German Reich have completely lost their minds.

Look at the undead people walking the streets and alleys. Su Qin opened his mouth in astonishment, but in the end he didn't say anything. Then the eight-legged horse's ability to fly, he stood on the top of the Berlin Cathedral and began to look at the neighborhood with the sight of a soul.

Surprisingly, there was still a living person's soul reaction in a prison in the distance. Su Qin, who was very surprised, rode his horse and ran there, and the high-flying eight-legged horse directly knocked the undead who were blocking in front of him and knocked them over. An undead soldier lying on the ground tried to grab the horse's leg, but the iron hooves covered in black fire and scales crushed the vertebrae, burning and breaking in two.

From time to time, the hounds running near the eight-legged horses pounced on one or two undead who leaped out of them, preventing them from hindering their master's progress.

After filling the lead bullet coagulated into black blood into a handcuff, Su Qin shot through the large iron gate in front of the prison. Then, the whole person rushed into the high wall. In order to prevent the undead from following, he threw out the barbed chain wrapped around his armarmor and dragged the truck parked next to him to block the entrance to the prison. After doing this, Su Qin took a breath and sent the eight-legged horse back into the shadows. With six hoarse hounds behind him, he cautiously approached the cell that showed the reaction of a living soul. Iron boots with sharp edges on their knees and insteps on the ground made a series of heavy, regular footsteps.

The undead prisoners in the cell heard the sound like mad dogs and began to pound the iron door, but the prison door was so strong that even the strength of the undead could not break it.

"Is there a living person outside the door? Help me! I'm stuck here. Hearing the movement of a nearby cell, the survivor who was still alive hurriedly stumbled to the door of the cell, slammed the locked door and shouted for help.

"Wait a minute, please stay away from the door." Su Qin walked to the cell and kicked at the heavy, sturdy metal door. The black blood flowing through the cracks in the carapace quickly changed direction at the moment of his force, and they superimposed force in the direction of muscle contraction. The heavy armor made of black blood on his body did not drag down Su Qin's actions, but instead provided him with additional help like a powered exoskeleton in science fiction works.

With the help of this force similar to the principle of hydraulics, Su Qin kicked the metal door into a completely deformed form. The heavy door broke off the door frame and flew out, grazing the tip of the prisoner's nose to the side, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

But the next thing he saw made him sit on the ground and desperately crawl backwards with his hands. The man who kicked open the iron door was dressed in a set of central armor that only the devil would wear, and the edges of the cuirass and shoulder armor depicted a series of brutal scenes in a frighteningly realistic way, and the limbs were covered with layers of scales, and there were various sharp angles and sharp blades all over the knees and elbows. The helmet was as terrifying as a monstrous dragon, and a few crackling electric lights flashed from time to time on the corners that extended to the side and back, and an inhuman dim red light emanated from the narrow V-shaped slit in the armor.

The black-clad knight was followed by six sturdy hounds more than half a man tall. These fearsome beasts were shrouded in a flaming mist, and black saliva flowed from their lips and teeth. This makes them look like a demon dog from hell and full of intimidation.

"Who are you? How did you end up locked up here? Su Qin, who realized that he was scaring others, used his consciousness to operate the helmet, causing it to split into three pieces, front and back, and attached to the breastplate and shoulder armor respectively. Seeing that under the crazy armor were humans like himself, the surviving prisoner took a few quick breaths and regained some of his senses.

"My name is Everam." He swallowed, "Everam. Schweigel, a doctor of occultism. ”

"Occult?" A sneer appeared at the corner of Su Qin's mouth, the biggest occult group in Germany at the moment was the Northern Association that should go to hell. Could this down-and-out guy in front of you be one of them? As for why he was imprisoned, perhaps there was some internal dispute or contradiction between them.

"What do you think about those ...... out there? Is there anything to understand about things? Looking condescendingly at the prisoner of the Doctor of Occult in front of him, Su Qin's eyes narrowed into a slit. The hounds lying on the ground behind them got up and roared as they approached the cell. Under the watchful eye of the knight and the six hounds, Everam felt a cold wind blow through his chest, causing his already pounding heart to shrink into a ball. "Well, this one actually has something to do with me...... Ah, what are you going to do?! Hearing the other party admit that he actually had a relationship with the undead, Su Qin subconsciously grabbed his collar and lifted him up with one hand.

The terrible feeling of his feet not touching the ground added to the fear in Efram's heart, and the iron hand stuck in his throat was more like a tightening noose, making him almost out of breath.

"I ...... I can...... You can explain, but sir, please put it first...... Can you let the guy next door out? He's been ...... since this morning Spoken. Everam resisted the pain of choking and pleaded. For some reason, the prisoner next door didn't become immortal in the disaster a few days ago. After the disaster, there were only two of them alive in the entire prison.

Across the wall, these two guys, who don't know whether they were lucky or unlucky, actually became friends who talked about everything through the wall. But compared to Everram, who was healthy except for some myopia, the prisoner next door seemed to be much more declining. After days of no rice, Efram suddenly disappeared when he saw his friend earlier today. Locked in his cell, he couldn't do anything about it, and it wasn't until Su Qin broke through the door that he seized the slightest opportunity.

"......" turned his head to look at the next door, and the soul vision showed that there was indeed a living person there. It's just that his soul reaction is very weak, obviously this person is on the verge of death, so that Su Qin didn't have two living people in the prison in the first place.

Throwing down Epram, who had already begun to roll his eyes, Su Qin directly bent his elbow and smashed through the wall. In the next cell, a German with a missing arm, only three fingers on his left hand, and an eye patch on his head lay dying on his bed. This man was covered with all kinds of torture marks, and he even had a high fever at the moment because of the cold weather. In this case, he was able to survive until now, and it is obvious that he must have an extremely firm belief to support himself.

"Nina...... Bert ......"

"Hell, that's his wife's and son's name. Wake up, Klaus, someone has come to our rescue. Haven't you always wanted to go back and be with your family? Don't give up at this time! Everam anxiously slapped Klaus von Stauffenberg, a colonel of the 6th Army, in the face, fearing that he would never wake up.

"Give it up, he's in a dying state now." Su Qin turned his hand armor into black blood and flowed into the armor, and then put his finger on Klaus's neck. Even here he could only feel an extremely weak pulse.

"Nope! There's another way......" Efram put Klaus's body back in place, his eyes flashing with determination.

"As long as I get the Book of Souls back, I have a way to keep him alive!"

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