With the roar of steel clashing, the rift spread from the silver axe and scythe.

The shattered blade of the axe flew away, and the Eye of Horus on the scythe shattered with it.

At that moment, Lao Xiao roared.

The two of them discarded the broken weapon in their hands in unison, raised their fists again, and slammed into one place. In the midst of the Chimera's roar, Huai Shi suddenly dodged a sweeping punch, and then raised her five fingers to poke at his throat, blocking the roar back.

Then, with the contraction of the wrist, the five fingers suddenly clenched into fists, and thrust forward again, smashing into the sphinx's head with a roar.

This was the straw that finally broke the camel's back.

This time, the fragile skull could no longer support the bombardment of the punch, shattering from the dull sound, and the last head was about to be reimbursed.

But then, Huai Shi was suddenly shocked, and she bent down involuntarily, seeing the Chimera's long tail smashing into her abdomen like a hammer, almost as if she was about to break the steel, and the crack spread.

He staggered back, gasped for a moment, and then rushed forward with Lao Xiao.

The battle resumes.

This time it was no longer a battle between swords and swords and flying in the sea and sky, but a face-to-face fight.

After throwing away all irrelevant elements, he returned to the realm of beasts.

Break bones with bones, wash blood with blood!

There was a roar at every collision, stamping, and fist swing, and the wailing sailboat was constantly shaking, cracking, and smoke rising from the exuberant flames.

The ashes fell on the shattered armor of the Angel of Power, and the light in Huai Shi's eyes gradually flickered and dimmed.

In the midst of the violent battle, those endless powers seem to have been squandered, and it is difficult to resist the fierce poison of the dark essentia. The armor gradually regained the perception of flesh and blood.

I felt the pain of tearing, and I felt drowsiness and tiredness.

But the other side is not much better than him, the two obstructive tails have been completely torn off by Huai Shi, and the last head of the Sphinx has been beaten to pieces by Huai Shi.

Punch, punch, punch!

From the roar, the Angel of Power is like a tireless machine, shaking the storm of the Chimera, and then giving away the Iron Fist with violence!

With a dull sound, the exoskeleton on Chimera's chest shattered completely, revealing the devastation inside.

Old Xiao staggered and took a step back.

But Huai Shi went in again, punched again, and smashed out!

Boom!

"Come on!"

Huai Shi roared, forward, step by step, waved his hand to sprinkle the blood on the back of his hand, clenched it again, and the sound of steel rubbing was so hideous: "Haven't you made a lot of preparations? Take it out, Lao Xiao! Let me see how you can win!"

"Ha, haha...... Hahaha!"

Chimera seemed to be amused by Huaishi's words, clutching her stomach and laughing, overjoyed. Even if he was pulled up by Huai Shi, he punched and punched again, and smashed into the ruins of the bridge.

"You're really—"

Boom!

He suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the iron fist that Huai Shi smashed down, slowly tightened his five fingers, and smiled hideously: "-I don't know anything!"

A loud bang erupted.

With the wave of the beast's arms, Huai Shi was pulled up by him, smashed the floor, and fell into the cabin below. But then, Chimera lifted her foot and stomped on his face!

Huai Shi rolled, dodged, staggered to his feet, and gasped violently.

He felt a wave of dizziness and a blackness in front of his eyes, but what disturbed him was Ai Qing's silence and the burning pain that burst out of his skull, which was the punishment for breaking his oath.

Even if the chains on the shell were smashed, the creed and precepts in essentia still existed, and now, as he weakened, resurfaced, tormenting his soul.

It was like cold steel, knocking down again and again, shaking his consciousness and making his eyes blacken.

"Guess what, Huaishi!"

Old Xiao roared, swung his fist, and knocked him away: "Guess what, why Yaga is crazy!"

Huai Shi stepped back, her feet making two deep marks on the broken deck.

"Guess what!" he roared again, "when Kosci feels like he's dying, he's crazy enough to want to kill a whole boatload of people?"

Rumble!

Huaishi was smashed into the wall.

"Guess again - why, the more people die on this ship, the faster!"

He smirked, lifted his foot, and kicked forward suddenly, bursting with terrifying power, kicking Huai Shi directly through several layers of cabins and wedged into the wall.

"Finally, guess what—"

He slowly bent down, picked up Huai Shi's broken axe from the ground, and staggered forward, smiling maliciously and hideously: "It's obviously just a one-night voyage, but why can't you see the so-called New World until now?"

Looking down at Huai Shi's face behind the shattered face armor, Lao Xiao shook his head in disappointment.

Slowly raise the axe and slash down!

The axe blade came to an abrupt end in front of Huai Shi's eyes.

The end of the grip was grasped tightly by a hand that suddenly raised, and it was impossible to move an inch.

"You take my axe and cut me?"

Huai Shi slowly raised her head and stared at the hideous face: "Who gave you confidence?"

The sound of steel grinding erupted.

The axe blade retreats.

Up.

Between the five fingers raised by Huai Shi, he moved away inch by inch.

From the drowsiness and analgesia, Huai Shi roared, suddenly raised her hand, clenched it, and smashed it on Lao Xiao's face, and then, another punch, another punch!

Until that mutilated face was blurred by the flesh and blood smashed by himself.

Finally, in the struggle to clench your fists.

Swing out!

With a roar, the Chimera flew upside down, smashed through the cabin, and landed on the battered deck, falling into flames.

Huai Shi gasped, got up from the ground, dragged the axe, and climbed up step by step.

In the end, the enemy lying on the ground was seen.

It seems that there is no strength anymore.

He leaned on the broken rail, opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at Huai Shi who was walking towards him step by step, and for some reason, couldn't help but laugh hoarsely.

"Did you think of any joke?" Huai Shi asked indifferently, "Why don't you tell it and listen to it together?"

"Isn't that what I'm in front of?"

Lao Xiao gasped and smiled mockingly at him: "What a mockery, Huai Shi, it was doomed from the beginning...... You alone can't win. Hahahaha. ”

He said, "You can kill me, but you can't escape that curse." ”

In the drowsiness, Huai Shi's head ached, he stumbled, gritted his teeth angrily, stepped forward, stepped out, and asked hoarsely: "An inexplicable joke? This is your last word?"

"Really?"

Old Xiao raised his head, spat out a mouthful of black blood, and sneered: "Do you want to be a little more clear, Huai Shi? Or, why don't you ask Ai Qing?"

Ai Qing did not speak.

Eyes drooping.

"See?"

Lao Xiao sneered: "You are the only one who is kept in the dark, no, there is one more." ”

He stared maliciously behind Huai Shi, the pale-faced girl.

"Give up, Huaishi. ”

Lao Xiao shook his head and made a mocking voice: "No matter how hard you struggle, you can't change the final result...... Is it because my question is not simple enough, or are you unwilling to get results from your thinking?

"It was doomed from the beginning—"

He laughed loudly, "There can only be one person on this ship who can reach the New World!"

This is the truth that Ai Qing is silent.

The gods finally made a pact in the midst of the struggle, and made compromises after all kinds of fierce and secret temptations.

The gods could have cruelly punished these betrayers, and the White Crown King was not generous—he didn't want a tail-between bereaved dog and a frustrated loser.

The gods hindered and cursed him, and only through such cruel and ruthless methods could the fugitives completely extinguish their unrealistic delusions, and face the cold reality and tragic battles.

From the very beginning, this ship was not the ideal place for fugitives.

It is a cauldron that smelts the gold of miracles from the dregs and waste.

Choose a successful person from a hundred losers, and select a truly strong person from this countless abandoned dust, a person who is really enough to help you accomplish your great cause.

This is the curse and blessing of the Lord of the White Crown.

Of all the sinners on this ship, only one will receive the forgiveness of the White Crown.

There is only one.

When the Mayflower set sail, the final result was already predestined, everything could not be escaped, and everything that happened in the future was just a step by step towards the predetermined end.

Just to usher in the ultimate winner.

At that moment, Huai Shi felt a sharp pain in his skull like lava, and it was almost difficult to stand still. Violent waves reverberated in his essentia.

It was as if an iron pen had fallen, and one stroke at a glance had carved in his soul commands that could not be disobeyed.

It made him tremble and roar violently.

"Do you finally understand? ”

"Finally, then, let's guess ......," he murmured, smirking strangely, "and whose Philosopher's Stone is this part of our history recorded?"

At that moment, Huai Shi roared angrily, and the blade of the axe fell.

Completely smash his dog's head!

The shattered head rolled to the ground, still smiling at the end.

"Everything in Paracelsus will be buried here. ”

The broken head raised its eyes from the blood, its lips opened and closed silently, and stared at Huai Shi and Lily in front of it with pity: "She died at your hands. ”

"Abraham Van Helsing, don't forget, this is your calling. ”

He closed his eyes.

From the axe blade of Huai Shi, it fell apart.

In the hands of the corpse, which was gradually cold, the five fingers slowly spread out, revealing the wanderer's coin covered in scratches.

On top of the coin, the icon of the archangel stared indifferently at Huai Shi's face, smiling mockingly.

Huai Shi fell to the ground weakly, unable to hold the axe tightly.

Countless voices echoed in his ears, such as thunderous roars or soft whispers, and the voices of thousands of people overlapped in his consciousness, giving a mission that could not be disobeyed.

Kill Paracelsus!

Slay...... Lily!

This is what Van Helsing has to do, this is the ending left in the Philosopher's Stone, this is ...... Everything you've ever done with your own hands!

At that moment, Huai Shi realized from the pain of torn soul.

I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Laugh at yourself.

When he tried his best to pick up the gun that had fallen on the ground and slowly got up from the ground, his eyes became strange.

It's like waking up from a long dream.

Lily stared at him blankly, for a long, long time, as if she finally understood something, but her pale face still carried sad confusion.

"Original...... Are you here to kill me, Huaishi?"

"yes. ”

Huai Shi bowed her head, endured the pain in the skull, and her face gradually turned hideous.

Slowly raised the pistol.

Aimed at the girl's face.

shattered her last hope and made her hold back tears.

"Why!" she choked up, "I'm just—I just want to live." ”

Huai Shi did not answer.

Just stared at her tearful appearance in silence, for a long time, and sighed softly: "Yes, why is it so difficult to just want to live happily." ”

He said, "Probably...... That's the way the world is. ”

From the very beginning, it was shrouded in the shadows of hell...... Freedom is but a fleeting illusion, and humble life is the currency at the fingertips of the gods.

In such a world, where can there be any happiness to pursue?

Huai Shi lowered her eyes, feeling something fall apart in her shell.

"Sorry for lying to you. “

He muttered softly, this was the final goodbye and apology.

Since this game has been doomed from the beginning, now, let it end.

As a result, the warmth of the past is no longer there.

Huai Shi pulled the trigger.

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