The distance of 100 meters disappeared in an instant.

Huai Shi had already rubbed the heat of the laser, stepped on the broken flesh, and rushed into the power cabin, bearing the brunt of it, seeing a frightened and bloated face.

It was as if the whole person had turned into a broken pocket, stuffed with wriggling flesh, and before the bloated fat man could react, the trace of the boy disappeared before his eyes.

Appeared in the back.

Immediately after, three criss-crossing slash marks emerged from his chest.

It's like a sudden pathetic note from the cello.

- Big Third Chord!

Triple attacks, sweeps, piercings and slashes in an instant.

Piercing the heart, beheading and decapitation.

The moment they staggered, Huai Shi rushed forward without looking back, and rushed straight towards the blue-clothed priest who was stiffened in place in front of him.

Not only the infrasound waves but also the interference caused by some weapon, all the enemies were frozen under the essentia suppression of the Yanshi's instantaneous eruption, and it was difficult to react to the attack of the outside world.

Timing is precious.

Under the acceleration of Yu Bu again, the mountain ghost suddenly appeared like a shadow, and raised the sacrificial knife from behind his back, piercing through the chest of the blue-clothed priest.

Immediately afterward, the sword of virtue swept across.

Beheading!

After learning the lesson of the last time, this time Huai Shi poured all the positive energy that he had been brewing for a long time into it, and a faint glimmer of light had been dyed on the blade, making the broken sword look more solemn and sacred.

The blade slashed through it, and pure white flames lit up from the wound, preventing regeneration.

Immediately after, the sacrificial knife was drawn and aimed at the head in mid-air.

Straight into a handful of ashes.

And a steady stream of livelihood flows from the hilt of the knife, assimilated by the mountain ghosts, supplying the consumption of the overrun state.

With a successful blow, Huai Shi didn't stay any longer, turned on the spot, and flew out towards another target.

Before the blade, the ugly old female priestess trembled slightly.

The pupils of the eyes lifted slightly from the stiffness.

Resentfully staring at Huai Shi.

- The Eye of Withered.

Dark green rays flew out of her eyes and pierced Huaishi's face. As long as it is hit by this near-speed of light line of sight, no matter what the creature is, it will only die quickly.

There is no way to react and dodge.

It's a pity that although Huai Shi is not fast, it is above her reaction.

The sacrificial knife had been raised, raised horizontally, and stood in front of the Withered Eye. In an instant, the blade decayed rapidly, as if it had gone through thousands of years. The gem that had absorbed countless blood qi condensed from the hilt of the knife appeared in the crack and dissipated into a cloud of dust.

But that's the end of it.

For the sword of virtue had come out of its hand, and it had broken through the air and roared, wedged deep into her head, and pierced through the back of her head.

Immediately after, the old woman was reduced to ashes under the pure white flames.

Until then, of course, the ...... is more important It's a decapitation!

Alchemical fire is not very useful for creatures that are about to turn into hell after encountering the abyss, and it is this kind of creature or object from the abyss that alchemists most often deal with.

Dismantling the calamity miracles of hell is a vocation for the fire of alchemy, as long as it is crushed by the sword of virtue, a little fire will spread wildly, completely burning the useless wreckage.

Leave no pollution and dust behind.

It's a pity that after killing the two priests, the effect of essentia suppression has begun to dissipate.

Just beside Huai Shi, a roaring voice suddenly sounded: "Receive the good night!!"

A kneeling believer in prayer suddenly swelled, and countless flesh and blood pierced from under the mouth, nose, and skin, about to completely turn into an erosive seed.

Then, in the sudden chill, it froze in place.

A piece of blood-colored ice was formed.

Tony's horse's face flashed past him, and the hollowed-out saber in his hand struck down, and in a resonance like a tuning fork, the ice shattered into a cloud of ice powder.

Heavenly Genealogy: Path of Dusk - Third Order: Frost Giant!

At this moment, the bitter cold of winter wrapped around his hands, and with the swing of the two sabers, a line of desolation stretched out on the floor, walls, and ceiling.

Within two meters, with the slash of the blade, a tragic frost mark quickly froze on those flesh and blood. Immediately afterward, as the frost melted, it simply broke into two knots.

It was in the power compartment, and the wind was blowing at the moment.

As Adamel blew the horn in his hand.

The rich aura of death continued to emerge, and immediately after, the phantom-like warship broke through the waves, setting off a wave of dead air.

Even the huge power compartment became cramped compared to the size of the phantom warship, and as the warship roared forward, dozens of hooks were thrown from it, pulling the believers everywhere, pulling them into the gloomy ghost ship, never to be seen again.

More dark necrons crawled out of the darkness, walking corpses and skeletons gathered in a queue, sword wielding their hands, poking their heads out of the waves of death, reaching out and dragging their opponents down.

Priests who resist are never singled out, but are directed at the fanatical believers who kneel and pray, and the cornerstones of the rotten hell here are quickly sucked away piece by piece.

He alone quickly killed two-thirds of the living creatures in the cabin.

More than half of the other survivors were slashed by Huaishi and Tony, and only a few priests reacted, but it was too late.

"For the sake of eternal night—"

A rickety, emaciated giant screamed, stretched out its arms, and the flesh and white clothes around it suddenly exploded, turning into a rain of blood and pouring it in all directions.

Endless blood gushed out from the massive skeleton, forming a storm that quickly enveloped the attacker.

But immediately after, a heavy sacrificial knife broke through the air, and thirsty blood and qi were pumped along the way, even more evil than these cultists, and in an instant, it faded away from the rust and became gorgeous and majestic again.

It was nailed into his head.

Unfortunately, there is no way to break through the strong bones and cause any further damage.

Before the giant priest could smile, he saw the mountain ghost rise up in the darkness, smirk at it, and a huge hammer appeared in his hand.

Lift, swing, smash!

The flame-boosted whistling sound, and the sacrificial knife penetrated deep into his head like a nail.

The blood-colored storm came to an abrupt halt, turning into sticky rain that fell weakly, and then froze into a thick crust of ice.

The shriveled corpse fell to the ground, but the head that could be pierced was still burning with a bit of vigorous livelihood, and it was looking at Huai Shi with resentment.

"Pathetic unbelievers, thou shalt fall into eternal ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Huai Shi raised his feet expressionlessly.

Yu step.

There was a snap, the ground shook, and there was no more noise.

As a few scattered laser shots passed, the last few rebels were cleaned.

Immediately afterward, a hurricane swept, and a large amount of flowing water gushed out of the pipes, and under the countless mechanical movements, the blood and corpses were quickly washed away.

By the end, the entire power room was spotless and majestic again.

It's like magic.

"Wow, this thing is a bit powerful, it must be a lot of money......"

A certain dirt bun looked around, touching all the way east and west, as if he had never seen anything, and was amazed.

Tony next to him couldn't stand it.

"He's a prince of paradise, don't be so dirty, okay?"

"It's not like I haven't seen anything. ”

Huai Shifa squatted next to the engine group, reached out and touched it, almost scalding off a layer of skin from his hand, baring his teeth and grinning: "It's the first time I've seen such a big alchemy engine, I really want to take it apart and take ......a look at it."

"I think you seem to be an alchemist too. ”

Mr. Fan, who was not far away, quite understood: "If you are interested in metallurgy and runic literature, I can explain it to you later, but these are all joint productions of large workshops, and many patents are monopolized, so you can't learn anything." ”

"I'll just take a look. ”

Huai Shi smiled innocently, casually helped on the cabinet, and finally took a few more glances at the surrounding facilities, and bowed his head contentedly.

"I'm all right. ”

He said.

In his saddle bag, there was a silent heavy book of steel.

Lord of the Flies, let's go!

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In what seemed like eternal darkness, waves surged above the surface of the sea.

The only starlight above us was a faint projection from a distant border, which flickered on and off with the ebb and flow of the tide.

Two smoking men crouched in a small boat, nervously staring into the distance with binoculars.

Accompanied by the roar of the whistle.

Extremely far away, someone raised his wrist and shot a flare into the sky.

And so, in the blazing light that rose, the sharp outline of the train was outlined from the depths of darkness, revealing a majestic and massive form.

It looks like a steel fortress floating above the ocean.

"Is that the stars?" the younger man snuffed out his cigarette and sighed softly, "It's so big." ”

"yes. ”

The older, middle-aged man still held up his binoculars, staring at the massive stares illuminated by the flares—and the viscous shadow that followed in the reflection of the sea.

It seems that because he is driving too fast, he has left his shadow behind on the road.

The massive dark silhouette squirmed all the time, clinging closely behind the Stars, and shadow tentacles extended from it, wrapping around the reflection of the Stars......

Unfortunately, the shadow tentacles that hold the two together are too slender, and the connection between them is too weak.

That massive shadow never climbed the edge of the stars.

Instead, it was as if he was being dragged by a speeding train, twitching hard in the reflection of the sea. Everywhere I passed, a layer of white foam wriggled like internal organs appeared on the surface of the sea.

The stench is tangy.

"Eyewitness confirmed. ”

The middle-aged man put down his binoculars and took a deep breath, as if this would suppress the horror in his heart.

"Tell the above, the big fish is coming. ”

He said:

"- [Sea fishing] can begin. ”

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After the two watches, ask for a monthly pass! (loudly.)