Go back in time a few minutes.

Just when Fang Mo had just set off a huge wave of trouble in the world, Walter fled in a hurry.

On the battlefield not far away, Andreessen also noticed the changes around him, and even Acat also frowned.

"Are these things...shit?"

I saw Akat standing on the top of a building, overlooking the sea of ​​corruption below, feeling the increasingly pungent smell in the air, and he couldn't help but feel confused: "Why is there so much filth coming out here?

Could it be that guy's fault again?"

Yes, because I have seen some of Fang Mo’s previous methods.

Acat also knew that the incredible scene in front of him was probably caused by the other party.

But to be honest, even if he knew that Fang Mo had caused the dirt, Akater still couldn't figure out the meaning of what he did, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Are you just disgusting people?"

Akat frowned, thinking about the reason why the other party did such a move: "Or... just want to dirty these corpses and prevent me from having a chance to suck blood?"

But here I am thinking about it.

Not far away, a figure suddenly rushed over quickly.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Before the figure arrived, the voice full of faith and madness had already come over, followed by several streaks of light roaring towards the door.

"Um?"

Akat reacted instantly, raised his gun and fired, shattering the blunderbuss and swords thrown by the opponent one by one.

After all the blunderbuss swords exploded, Father Andreessen had already rushed over, holding two blunderbuss swords in his hand and stabbed Acat directly.

Akate was not afraid. Rather, he was extremely happy at the moment. The smile on his face never stopped. He took out a medieval sword from somewhere and started fighting hand-to-hand with the opponent. Blades and blades.

They collided with each other, causing bursts of sparks to fly.

But at the next moment, Acat suddenly pulled out a huge black gun.

Hiding the pistol behind his back and pressing it against the side of his cloak, Acat pulled the trigger on Andreessen without hesitation.

Just listen to a loud "bang" sound.

The specially processed warhead tore Acat's cloak apart and flew out from behind him unexpectedly. Andrewson hurriedly raised his hand to defend himself, but a bloody hole was punched out of his left palm, and the gun sword was shattered as well.

.

"Tsk..."

After seeing the injury on his left hand, Andreessen also frowned.

"Pure silver Macedoinan machined bullet case with mercury bullet, NNA9 special gunpowder, 13mm burst armor-piercing bullet, hahahaha... Jackal? Walter really made me a perfect weapon."

Unlike Andrewson, Acat was extremely enjoying himself at this moment. He slowly raised the gun with a smile, and then blew the smoke from the muzzle: "Christian, does your hand hurt? According to that guy's instructions

Say...your left hand is now the same as Jesus', right?"

"Hmph! Blasphemous heresy!"

Hearing what Acat said, Father Andreessen just snorted coldly, and then rushed forward again: "I want to kill you first, and then I will kill that guy who is crazier than you!!!"

There was no hard fight with the opponent.

Akater laughed wildly and stepped back.

While he kept retreating, he also kept attacking with two pistols.

The first person to fire was the white pistol Jackal, and he emptied the magazine without reservation. Of course, the power of this weapon was not that strong. Father Andreessen chased while protecting his arms in front of himself, and he was able to defend himself.

.

But it was in the next second.

Acat raised the black Jackal pistol and pulled the trigger.

Andrewson wanted to hide when he saw this, but the distance between the two sides was too close. With a bang, a huge blood hole was blown out of his left arm. All the muscles and bones disappeared, leaving only a little flesh.

Barely stuck together.

Just after taking a shot.

Andreessen also managed to get close to Acat.

So he waved with his right hand, holding the gun sword tightly and slashed hard at the opponent's neck, heart and other vital parts.

But at such a critical moment, the blood at Akat's feet suddenly boiled, and then countless ghouls emerged from it and withstood these attacks for him.

"The Army of the Dead River..."

Andrewson's expression suddenly darkened.

And in this moment of hesitation, Akat had already stepped back and retreated into the distance.

Without giving Andreessen any chance to stop, Dead River's army immediately pounced on him. At the same time, countless playing cards flew over and carpet-bombed the area where he was. Smoke and dust suddenly stirred up, and Andreessen

My body is also bleeding like crazy.

"Hehehehe, what should you do now?"

Acat, who was in the distance, admired this scene, laughed and asked: "The monster is standing in front of you, the Catholic... didn't you say you want to knock me down?"

"What are the odds of winning?"

“One in ten thousand, one in billion, or one in trillion?”

"Shut up! Monster!"

Before Acat had finished speaking, Andreessen, who was covered in blood, roared. He was seen staring at Acat in the distance. His eyes under the lenses were not confused at all, but only with extremely determined killing intent and determination: "

It doesn’t matter even if it’s the end of infinity…it’s enough for me!”

"Oh, is it so?"

Acat also laughed when he heard this, and then raised his hands: "So...how should you deal with this kind of thing?"

"What?"

After hearing Acat's words, Andreessen subconsciously raised his head.

The roar from somewhere got louder and louder, and then under Andrewson's shocked gaze, a huge brown wave suddenly rose behind Acat.

The scale of the extremely filthy torrent was astonishing.

Even higher than the building.

Acat had already been alert, and at this moment he jumped up and ran away, leaving only countless dead people in the dead river entangled with Andreessen, letting him watch helplessly as the thick, rotten slurry continued to approach.

"You guy! Ah!!!"

Andrewson gritted his teeth, widened his eyes, and immediately threw several blunderbuss swords.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

Acat laughed wildly in mid-air, and shot away the blunderbuss one by one with his pistol, and then waved his hand to him: "Become a maggot under the sea of ​​dung, Christian."

And along with his words.

The extremely terrifying Nurgle soup has also arrived.

Without any suspense, Andrewson, who was dragged by the dead river, was completely swallowed up by the filth, and then disappeared instantly.

"Twist! Sink! Struggle!"

Akat, who had fallen to the top of another building, saw this scene and suddenly raised his head and shouted: "This world is a disgusting cesspool! All living beings are as lowly as maggots! Hahahahahaha! How unbearable this is,

How filthy..."

But he didn't wait for him to finish speaking.

Under the thick filth, two streaks of light suddenly flew out.

"call out!!!"

One of the streams of light almost grazed Akat's cheek, abruptly interrupting his speech.

"..."

Akat seemed a little surprised, and subconsciously reached out to touch his cheek, only to find that there was blood flowing faintly on it.

Except for blood.

His white gloves were stained with a strange brown color.

"This is……"

Akat's expression was also a little moved.

"Pfft!"

At this moment, the filth layer in the distance suddenly exploded, and then Andreessen, covered in filth, forcibly climbed out from it: "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

I saw him crawling out while howling.
To be continued...