At the end of his life, Frank Mimir realized that he could not sit idly by. He did not forget that he was also a member of the battle plan, and he had his own tasks on his own.

Frankimir raised his left arm high, and three slender mercury bullets flew out between his fingers, and at this time, the attention of the "wurmmon" was all on Peel's body. Its own hard scale armor also made the "wurmmon" ignore the attack that may come from behind.

Three mercury projectiles pierced along the back of the "wurmmon", and after penetrating the "wurmmon's skin", the mercury bullets quickly spread within the "wurmmon's" blood vessels and muscle tissue.

The pain of the heart made the "wurmmon" roar heartbreakingly, tightly wrapped around Pell's slippery tail, and because of the spasms and convulsions of the "wurmmon"'s body, it gradually began to loosen, losing the ability to restrain Pell.

Looking at the "wurmmon" roaring wildly, Pell knew very well that this would definitely alarm the other guards. The guards in the underground base will quickly come after hearing the movement, so they will be outnumbered, and they must decisively deal with the "wurmmon" in front of them before the guards arrive in large numbers. Now that they have been exposed, there is no need to think about anything, right and wrong will be discovered by the guards.

Pell aimed the machine gun and pistol at the same time at the bloody mouth of the "wurmmon", which in Pell's opinion, was the most vulnerable place on the "wurmmon", he shot wildly into the mouth of the "wurmmon", trying to kill it with one blow, blood gushed out of the mouth of the "wurmmon", splashing all over Pell's body, and the whole person became bloody.

At this time, Frankimir did not stand idle and watch the excitement, he saw that the mercury bullet penetrated the scale armor of the "wurmmon", which was a good sign. The "Heart of Gustav" originally had a bayonet on the barrel, and after the change of appearance, this bayonet did not disappear, but was hidden in the joint gap on the back of the hand.

Frankmir ejected his bayonet and stabbed it hard at the tight waist of the "wurmmon". The bayonet was pierced from the back. After penetrating the belly of the "wurmmon", it stabbed out from the front of the lower abdomen and penetrated the lower abdomen of the "wurmmon".

Franky Mire and Pell flanked back and forth, and for a while, the "wurmmon" could only be beaten passively. Almost completely lost the ability to parry, like a live target in a shooting range. On the body of the "wurmmon", one wound after another, the blood could not stop pouring thousands of miles, and it was originally a black and cyan "wurmmon". At this time, he had already been dyed blood-red by his own blood.

In the end, the "wurmmon" could no longer hold on and collapsed in a pool of blood, and Frankimir and Pell took turns attacking and finally defeated the target.

"Let's go quickly, such a big movement, the garrison guards will come over soon." Pell said as he wiped the blood from his face with his sleeve.

"You're right, we'd better find a hiding place beforehand, get through the garrison's search, and then make further plans." Frankimir nodded in agreement.

The two of them turned around and were about to leave the mysterious silver crypt. Suddenly Pell felt that something was not quite right under his feet. He looked down and saw that it was the intestines flowing out of the belly of the "wurmmon".

The blood-drenched intestines are crawling all over the ground like earthworms, constantly wriggling, and it seems that these things all have their own vitality.

Don't wait for them to see clearly, what is going on with these bloody intestines. Frankie Mire and Pell legs. has been tightly entangled by these disgusting things, and it is impossible to break free.

They kept shooting at these disgusting intestines, even though they were bleeding profusely as a result. But it did not weaken its ability to restrain in the slightest.

It's not just that, it seems that there are more internal organs pouring out of the belly of the "wurmmon", and the number of these internal organs has long exceeded the amount that the "wurmmon" itself can hold. What the hell is going on, is it that these intestines are able to multiply themselves?

In the blink of an eye, Frankimir and Pell were surrounded by the disgusting and ugly looking "wurmmon" entrails stained with blood and saliva.

Even though they used their hands and feet together, trying every means to break free from the shackles of disgusting internal organs, they had just gotten rid of the old entanglement, and immediately fell into new fetters. The internal organs multiply much faster than Frankimir and Pell destroy them. This can only make Frankimir and Pell struggle seem so futile.

The "wurmmon" that fell in a pool of blood did not seem to have been completely lost, and the monster slowly stood up, and it seemed that he was not dead at all.

is really worthy of being one of the four ** kings of the Northeast King, and it is by no means so easy to be knocked down. Perhaps at the beginning of the battle, the "Wurmmon" underestimated the abilities of Frankimir and Pell and gave them a slight upper hand, making the situation look as if they had easily defeated the "Wurmmon". But now the "wurmmon" has finally shown its true skills, and it will use its actions to tell them that it is by no means the kind of ordinary person.

Frankimir and Pell's attack speed could not deal a fatal blow to the "wurmmon", and even Gustav's heart could not take the life of the "wurmmon". Just from the exposed internal organs, you can see how terrifying the "wurmmon" is. Not only is it impossible for him to hold so many internal organs around him, but after so many internal organs have left his body, the "wurmmon" can still continue to live.

At this time, Frankimir and Pell couldn't help but feel a little weak and timid. It has reached this point that the "wurmmon" can still survive, which makes them unable to believe and imagine. What the hell is going to do to be able to take down this terrible guy.

The internal organs are becoming more and more intense for the two of them, and in a blink of an eye, the speed from the original ankles to the waist has climbed, and if this continues, they may even be completely swallowed by these disgusting internal organs.

They waved the blades in their hands non-stop, continuously cutting through the internal organs bound on their bodies, trying to avoid being bound by more internal organs as much as possible.

While dealing with these disgusting internal organs, they had to spare their energy and keep an eye out for the wobbly "wurmmon" at all times. No one knows for sure what kind of attack will be launched against it next.

The slippery tail with a snake's head slowly cocked from behind the "wurmmon" and held high above the "wurmmon".

In front of me are full of tumbling internal organs, standing in a pool of blood "wurmmon", and the cold and hideous snake head and long tail, this scene, people can't help but feel hairy in their hearts, shuddering, the whole crypt is filled with a strange and terrifying atmosphere, and the suffocating sense of oppression continues to spread in the crypt.

Suddenly, the "wurmmon" roared angrily and launched a new round of attack. The smooth and slippery tail quickly pounced on Pell, and the head of the snake on the tail opened its bloody mouth, revealing sharp teeth, as if it wanted to bite off Pell's choked throat, if it was really bitten, Pell's would have died on the spot. He wasn't a "wurmmon", he didn't have that much vitality, and he didn't have as much blood and guts to flow.

At this moment, two colon-like tissues suddenly sprang out from the ground full of internal organs, quickly binding Pell's hands firmly. In addition, the lower half of Pell's body has long been restrained by those disgusting internal organs, and Pell has no ability at this time to deal with the terrible snake head that is swooping towards him.

In the face of such a deadly attack, Pell had no power to fight back, he could only wait and see. Living to this day, maybe even in the end, I didn't expect that I would die in such a place in the end, which is really a bit emotional, but I can only accept it helplessly.

Pell watched himself come to the end of his life, but he had no power to change it. The only thing Pell can do is to close his eyes, resign himself to fate, and hope that he can come more refreshedly, don't procrastinate, and let himself continue to suffer from death.

Pell had given up hope of life, and suddenly, Pell felt a gust of wind pressing against his cheek, could it be that he was bitten by the hideous snake's head like this? (To be continued.) )