Chi twisted his neck back 270 degrees, found that he twisted a little too much, and punched himself in the head again, and finally came over.

Ruri Kazama cautiously jumped a short distance, and the long knife came out of its sheath, a dangerous glow of cherry red.

A huge amount of adrenaline poured into the blood throughout the body, and hundreds of bones made a clicking sound of adjustment and reorganization. In three seconds, he transformed from a TV idol star into a humanoid tyrannosaurus.

This nameless demon knife was seriously damaged in Hongjing, but because of its deep affection for years of use, Luo Yin was entrusted to repair it.

He smelled a familiar smell in this guy. Fierce ghost, a ghost who is incredibly strong.

Shouldn't this kind of work be the job of that stupid brother, who always feels very weird when he comes to be a ghost slayer.

Sting!

The long knife collided with the bare arm, pulling out scorching sparks and emitting a terrifying screeching sound. The sound was like a hacksaw forcibly cutting a metal ingot, making people's teeth sore.

Outside the hands, multiple layers of white scales and bone fragments proliferate, forming rows of bone fragments that protrude from the gaps in the scales at the same time, forming a jagged white blade wheel.

Ruri Kazama's face darkened. The opponent's strength speed is about the same as his, but his words are simply cheating.

Eight violent slashes collided in a row, and the others on the same level could only see vague shadows and flickering sparks, and one person was hit by the bone fragments that flew out of the Red Chip, seriously injuring him on the spot.

"Your bloodline...... This familiarity. ”

He tilted his head and thought about it, but he couldn't think of anything. The cherry red blade was stuck in the bones of his arm, the rapidly regenerating bones against Kazama's strange force.

There's no pleasure at all in fighting with this guy, it feels like a butcher struggling to chop frozen ribs with a blunted kitchen knife. And it's hard to chop it open, and the ribs will grow better on their own.

Kazama burst out to dodge Chi's kick, but Chi's right foot had already quietly extended more than 30 centimeters of willow-shaped claw blades, and the elongated blades cut a large wound nearly an inch deep in his chest.

"Whew-"

He stood where he was, and did not pursue.

"You have the potential to kill me, do your best!"

"Then don't hide!"

Ruri Kazama continued to take deep breaths and move her hands and feet. After being a star for a long time, the muscles have become a little sluggish.

"I want to die, but my body doesn't. The fist had already been punched out, and the news was just in the brain. ”

Chi's body continued to attack ferociously, but there was no emotion in his eyes. There are people who are alive but should have died a long time ago, like him.

"Well, I'll satisfy you."

Kazama's right hand slashed across the blade, and hot dragon blood seeped into the glowing blade. This knife is no less capable than a spider cut, and it is an alchemical weapon that flowed from the main house when Uesuguge burned down the shrine.

It is said that it is likely to be the famous demon sword Muramasa in history, who once put a curse on the Tokugawa family. Luo Yin said that he used some messy technique to repair and strengthen the knife, hoping that he didn't cut corners.

The demon knife grows uncontrollably in the realm of alchemy, the edge of the blade gradually transitions from cherry red to blood, the blade turns into a crescent moon shape with a notch, and the blade extends greatly while the back of the blade widens exponentially.

The alchemy realm, which was originally only enhanced by sharpening the effect, was mixed with spirits that were more suitable for killing, and the tip of the knife dug into the marble floor, eroding a large piece of stone powder.

Ruri Kazama attacked head-on, approaching Chi's side as if teleporting, and the posture of slashing the blood-colored long knife was like struggling to swing a pure metal bat.

His sword skills are not as strict as those of Gen Zhisheng, and are closer to the bite of a beast or a dragon. Dealing with such an enemy requires absolute violence, and he even wants to have a tungsten steel hammer weighing several tons in his hand.

The right hand was pressed against the back of the knife, pressing the opponent and retreating until the whole body sank into the wall.

The blade was pressed into Chi's arms, cutting his shoulders, and Yagi's regenerative ability was suppressed by the alchemy realm by at least forty percent.

Chi smiled approvingly towards Kazama, and the male star immediately poked his eyes with his index finger.

Ruri Kazama jumped backwards again.

Red grew a scaly shield on his arms and abdomen, his ten fingers elongated into bony claws similar to those of a Wolverine, and his two calves became extremely thick, and the thickened muscle fibers resembled springs cast from alloy.

His eyes hadn't fully regenerated, but Kazama could sense that the red "eyes" were falling on his eyebrows. He wasn't talking nonsense, the body that had been eroded by the power of words and spirits seemed to have an independent consciousness.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Chi bowed his body low, and exploded back and forth like a white missile in the hotel, because the speed was too fast, as if a large white net appeared in the space.

Kazama felt like he was being slammed into the ground by a sledgehammer. The closed keel trembled and even cracked in the repeated impacts.

Even he would not have used this kind of attack before, and the emperor's body could not withstand this violent collision like self-destruction.

Red shot vertically towards Ruri Kazama, and without hesitation, his hands hammered towards the edge of the knife, and the shattered dragon scales and bone joints quickly regenerated.

The stone floor shattered, and the two men smashed through the ceiling, then the ground below, all the way to the second floor.

Chi's body grows the sticky, corrosive white silk that dragons produce when they hatch, and touches everything in the inn that can draw nourishment. The living, the dead, dry materials, furniture, weapons......

The Gunners seized the opportunity and fired from top to bottom to provide a respite for Ruri Kazama.

It's embarrassing. Wiping the blood from his forehead with his broken white long sleeves, the anger in his heart gradually increased.

The red claws pierced into the hard skin, tearing off all the necrotic tissue on the surface of the body like undressing, revealing the new scales and knotted muscles underneath, and with a wave of his hand, he neatly cut off the hair more than a meter long.

In a way, this guy is more of a nightmare existence than Yaqi Orochi, after all, Orochi doesn't have that much time to alienate his body to such an extent.

"Ruriko, dry daddy!"

Out of nowhere, a shout came out of nowhere, and then the solidarity became one after another, and some hunters who didn't know the inside story also began to cheer.

Ruri Kazama is a monster, and many of them know it.

But more importantly, he's the star of the Ghost Group! After this fight, Ruriko has to rush back to the set to play with Yui Hoshigaki and Oguri!

The corners of Luo Yin's mouth, who was passing through the monitoring, twitched. What is called the upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked! When the current leader appeared in youth idol dramas all day long to brush his face, it was difficult for the atmosphere of the ghost group not to deviate.

In addition, this is the super spirit recorded by the Eight Families of Snakes, Yaqi...... You must get it, this is the ultimate destiny. With this thing, he might be able to grow his heart back.

"How long will it take for our backup to arrive?"

"Something went wrong." Olivia hesitated.

"The sniper points we have chosen for the snipers seem to be blocked. Someone got in there early. ”

1,500 meters away from the hotel, Mai Satoku observes the battlefield in the scope.

Why she got involved in this chaotic war, she couldn't quite figure it out. According to the boss, there are two very annoying guys biting each other, and if the weaker one is swallowed directly, it will be more troublesome to deal with the stronger one in the future.

Mai was deflated by the thin-looking man, and she was still in a state of "giving" at the time. She should have gloated at the sight of this monster eating deflated, but she couldn't laugh at all now.

"Potato chips, according to the boss's goal, Odin's kind of obstacle must be destroyed, right?"

"Probably."

Su Enxi watched the duel between the two monsters with a grimace. It would be nice if the real-time video interface could surface a playback bar with fast-forward and pause functions, which is probably cool to look at as a sci-fi action movie.

Today, the world of monsters shows them the tip of the iceberg.

Mai didn't continue. If this kind of perversion exists even among the Heroic Spirits, how powerful must Odin himself be?

On the second floor of the hotel, Akamasa looked at Ruri Kazama in disappointment. Don't be angry, I can't give a happy one.

Let's give it a try. Dream Tapir.

Ruri Kazama was stunned. There was not much resistance at all, and the other party was hit. With the other party's bloodline, it is said that it is not difficult to temporarily resist the invasion of the dream tapir.

Chi stood in the deep pit that he had knocked out, his face was very quiet, and even a faint joy appeared.

What the hell, dream tapirs are obviously used to create the deepest nightmares.

Kazama clenched the long knife in both hands and cautiously approached Red. Fragmentary images from the realm of dream tapirs also came to his mind from time to time.

Chi's memories have been erased, but there are still remnants of subconscious fragments deposited deep in the brain, undetectable areas. The pieces are activated, rearranged, and constituted the most horrific nightmares.

The children of the Uesugi family, suspicious bloodlines, the dark night of no one in the mountains, and the deep dungeon full of suspicious bloodstains.

The Tachibana family's moon reads life, with long dark red hair. The eyes were extremely sad, and the sharp pain of the blade repeatedly piercing through the body.

Tears of joy flowed from his closed eyes, and tears flowed like springs. It's so beautiful, it's so happy.

In order to prove his worth, he escaped from the dungeon, challenged the moon to read his life, and was directly dismembered by the powerful power of words and spirits. The trunk of the body is locked back into the dungeon, festering and regenerating year after year, enduring untold pain.

But in this moment, the pain is so sweet. In ten seconds, Akasho experienced all the top nightmares, from loneliness and failure to severe pain, back and forth three times.

His smile grew brighter and brighter. It turns out that this is me, and I used to be like this. In the dream, the color of the blood was so vivid, and the cold voice of the moon reading life made him outline the appearance of his hometown.

Ruri Kazama saw Chi laughing and crying, even as a former mentally ill patient, her heart was panicked. This person, this person won't have that kind of love, right?

The blood-colored knife slashed angrily at the artery in Chi's neck, where it produced extremely thick scale armor on its own. The bare bare hand who was dreaming held the tip of the knife at the same time and broke the long knife little by little.

This, what is this! Sleepwalking?

Ruri Kazama withstood the huge consumption of maintaining the dream tapir, and went out with all his might, and the dense blood shadow made the atmosphere of the entire floor extremely depressing.

And Chi's "sleepwalking" style seems to have become more and more proficient, and the spirit that gives him the power of weird regeneration has not been turned off. This is completely contrary to the general law of spiritual release.

"Come on! You can do it! ”

"Idiot! Hit him with alchemy bullets, he doesn't seem to move! ”

Ruri Kazama's forehead burst out with two green tendons. In the future, it is necessary to order in the fierce ghost group that the star chasing is not allowed to chase the head of his own leader.

Hundreds of silver bullets wrapped around Chi's body, and the high-concentration elemental turbulence partially invaded his body, pressing Yaqi's spiritual power to the lowest point.

Kazama rushed forward and took the opportunity to cut off Chi's right arm with a single sword.

Sou!

Dark red bullets invaded through the cracks of the shattered scales and bones, and the pure spirit of poison poured into Chi's body.

But in the next second, Mai Jiude, who was relaxed and ready to call it a day, turned white.

Chi was hit in the left abdomen by the bullet of the Philosopher's Stone, and the large muscles, bones, and internal organs were poisoned and necrotic, and the fragmented warhead wrapped in it was directly separated from the body.

A large mass of grayish tissue fell to the ground, turning into a puddle of ash.

Ruri Kazama glanced in the direction of the shot. He wasn't sure who the bullet was targeting.

The female ninja's hands trembled slightly, and she refocused on the twisted life. In the communication channel, potato chips also stopped eating.

At this moment, they fully realized that the so-called Valhalla was a large gathering of monsters at the pinnacle in the history of the half-blood. This kind of thing was released in teams, perhaps even more terrifying than some of the dragon kings they had observed for a long time.

Mai calmed down and loaded the second bullet. She now understands why her boss let her carry two bullets knowing her sniping ability. This time, she will shoot the bullet directly into the red eye, and the other party can't throw the brain away.

Although the Philosopher's Stone didn't kill Chi, it did hit him hard. Chi's left abdomen was gouged out with a large hole with a diameter of 15 centimeters, and a normal person could already prepare to eat after suffering this injury.

The dense white silk on the floor continues to deliver nutrients to the naked body, and the damaged organs and lost arms are being repaired.

And Chi is still indulging in dreams, his eyes are gentle, and he embraces his mother with a warm smile on his face that is delayed by fear. Do it again, dream it again, and he might be able to come back to life.

Ruri Kazama slashed at Akai's spine and collided all the way to Akai's vertebrae. Sweat drips like rain, and the dream tapir is a bug-like speech, and the physical consumption is quite exaggerated.

Knife after knife, the blood shadow repeatedly fell at the same point, cutting into the bone marrow. The red body, which proliferates and strengthens the spine like a superalloy, should it be said that it is worthy of the bloodline of the holy remains?

The second bullet hit Chi's eyelid with precision, but it shattered. The eyelids, which look the same as those of ordinary people, are actually made up of fine scales and thin bones.

I opened my eyes and woke up from a dream.

Ruri Kazama finally severed his spine, only to find that a black mist was emitting around Akai's body.

After too long in the human world, and with serious injuries, the Nibelungen is recalling him. The curse of the Dead Nation began to eat away at his body.

His eyes were red, and he stretched out a finger towards Ruri Kazama.

"Dream, let me dream again! I beg you to ......."

Ruri Kazama, who was cold in his heart, stabbed him in the head again. He never imagined that one day he would be frightened by a neurotic.

The thick black mist condensed into something like a door, and the vicissitudes of Viking war songs forcibly controlled him, and his spine-broken body crawled into the gate like a worm.

The ten fingers of the red buckle into the ground, unwilling to return to the coffin.

"My seed, I beg you to set my soul free."

Ruri Kazama wanted to rush into the black mist, but Luo Yin's reminder came from the snake device.

"Don't be impulsive! There must be an ambush inside. ”

The hotel was in ruins, and Ruri Kazama was breathing heavily, her heart was in turmoil.

In the command room, Luo Yin's gaze was rarely very gloomy, suppressing anger.

The so-called heroic spirits used to be proud beings. They don't deserve to end up like this.

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Caesar took off his game helmet and straightened his slightly messy blonde hair. Four hours have passed, and repairs are still being made.

The impact of the 350 million bounty is so great that almost everyone knows it. Following a resolution of the Board of Trustees, the College issued a notice to all faculty and staff prohibiting them from participating in the war between the two sides.

In the past four hours, Chicago's crime rate has risen by 2,000%. He even felt like he was in some kind of crime shootout game.

14 gas explosions, more than 30 car accidents, two official drills...... The Gattuso family has mobilized a great deal of resources to control public opinion in this chaotic war.

This is absolutely not normal.

The design and publisher of Origins is Albert's Alchemy, which is also part of the New Hunter Network. The new hunter network was attacked, and Origins was taken offline for the first time for a long time. The logic is still very simple.

And the second largest shareholder of Albert's Alchemy, his name is Caesar Gattuso. With $500,000 in personal pocket money, he bought 25 percent of the company's shares in the early days of the workshop.

This investment was made entirely by him and had nothing to do with the Gattuso family. Judging from the situation in the past few years, this may be the most successful investment of his life.

Caesar stood up and pushed the door open.

"Young Master, do you have any arrangements this afternoon, do you need assistance?"

The butler asked, leaning in.

"Just go and see how an investment is doing, and worry about losing money. No need to help. ”

By the way, let the game be relaunched quickly. Caesar added inwardly.

Ten minutes later, the Night's Watch forum, "Dick Pusho," posted a post openly questioning the school board's unreasonable directives.

The text is mixed with such impolite words as "conspirators in the gutter", "blind people who maliciously distort the facts", and "inactive guys get out of here as soon as possible".

At the end of the post, he advocated that all teachers and students in the school, especially the players of "Origin", build a building, jointly sign a house, and initiate an impeachment of a school director for a certain "stupid order" as soon as possible.

In less than five minutes, the post had already covered hundreds of floors. "Village Rain" represents the entire Lionheart Society and supports Caesar's initiative.

Soon, the president of the game club reported with a large group of crazy fans at the bottom of the post.

Frost, who was enjoying afternoon tea, received a notice from Patsy, and his blood pressure immediately skyrocketed by 100%. Pompeii was wandering outside, while the Senate, having given the order, continued to lie in the freezer.

This means that if this joint impeachment is successfully held, the only one who will be stabbed in the back by his own heir is him, the acting school director.

The thing is, he really doesn't know anything! Why did the hunter net offer a bounty, why did the Gattuso family help them, why Pompeii was in a bad mood and completely disappeared, it is not clear whether Frost is a hair!

Why, why is he responsible for wiping his ass and carrying the pot?

"Delete the post, delete the post!"

"Sir, the only people who can delete posts on the Night's Watch forum are Angers, Night's Watchman, and the Minister of Student Information. Principals and vice principals may not be on your side. ”

Frost noted that Caesar had launched an offline protest. He made it clear that the signs of school board dictatorship must be curbed immediately at the beginning of the germination of such bad signs.

"What about the Minister of Information, call him over!"

Patsy glanced at his phone.

"Minister of Information, five minutes ago he registered as an A-level hunter at the New Hunter Network. Codenamed 'The Dragon Slasher of Fire.' ’”

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