Gold and gems were scattered in front of the eyes, and the scavenger rat was stunned for a second. The lightning reflected on the precious metal, and the reflected warm light flashed through the scavenger rat's eyes.
"Run away!"
The fortune teller screams at the scavenger rat.
The scavenger rat saved the fortune teller's life. Being saved by an unexpected person in this situation made the fortune teller feel indescribable.
The fortune teller doesn't think he is a good person, but he does have a good wish now. He hopes that the scavenger rat can live.
People like the fortune teller don't have much kindness at all, and he is very aware of his own nature, but the more so, the more the fortune teller hopes that his "crazy" behavior can be maintained for a longer period of time, just like in many stories
As written, the villain finally wakes up.
Earn what is called salvation.
The fortune teller tried hard to restrain the fear and despicable qualities in his heart. He reached out and tried to push the scavenger rat to let him go. The scavenger rat had already saved him once, so there was no need to save him a second time.
The scavenger rat remained unmoved, but he was not trying to save the fortune teller. The scavenger rat showed greed and madness on its face, grabbing a lot of gold and gems and stuffing them into its torn pockets.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?"
The fortune teller roared, and the metal swung by the woman cut off the tunnel. It was like a wall, blocking the fortune teller's way. He tried his best to poke his head out of the gap, and kept cursing the scavenger rats on the other side of the tunnel.
"Shut up! What do you know!"
The scavenger rat took the blood-stained wealth and cursed at the fortune teller, "You don't know a damn thing!"
As he stuffed them into his torn pocket, he yelled, "What if we escape from here? To another sewer?"
"Look at what you look like! You are ugly, like a plague nest, covered with boils. Do you think there will be a place to take you in! Do you think you can take in someone like me?"
The scavenger rat roared at the fortune teller, as if he wanted to pour out all the resentment and anger he had accumulated for many years.
"I've had enough of this life, stop being a mouse!"
The strong emotions impacted the scavenger rat's mind. His eyes trembled and he kept mumbling, "I want to go to Opos, I want to receive the best treatment, I will stand up, and I will usher in a new life..."
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The scavenger rat grabbed the heavy bag, which contained riches taken from the dead, which would be his ticket to a new life.
I don’t have too much reluctance to give up on the fortune teller scavenger rat. Compared with my new life, everyone and everything are insignificant.
The fortune teller looked at the scavenger rat with dull eyes. He thought that there might be goodwill between him and the scavenger rat, but for evil people, goodwill is really too extravagant a word, and it can only exist for a moment.
After a while, the mice showed their despicable nature,
The fortune teller raised the corners of his mouth in a strange arc and laughed silently.
The severed steel between the two began to tremble, and it suddenly lifted up, completely cutting the tunnel, and violent winds and rain poured into it.
"It's not him, it's just two mice."
The demon looked away from the two people confronting each other, and more steel floated up. They were like schools of fish swimming in the heavy rain, slowly wandering between the demon and the woman. While defending in layers, they were also always ready.
attack.
Staring at the abominable figure of the devil, the scavenger rat was stunned. Even though he had seen too many weird things today, when this monster that existed in the story appeared, it still gave him a full impact.
A bright fire shone between the devil's teeth, and he was about to clean up the two rats, but just before he was about to attack, the devil stopped.
The Scavenger Rat wondered why the demon stopped, and then he saw a hand covered with abscesses grabbing his pocket.
The fortune teller stood up with difficulty, his eyes were deep and profound.
"You're right... leaving here is just to live in another sewer."
There is no need to say anything more, only actions can decide everything. With his thin body, he raised a heavy fist, and the fortune teller smashed the bridge of the scavenger rat's nose with one punch.
The pockets were filled with the dead man's treasures, and they collided with each other, making a seductive sound.
This is the scavenger rat's ticket to a new life, and it will also be the fortune teller's.
The two fought together, and the devil watched all this. He couldn't understand what happened between the two, but he liked to watch people fight. The devil waited for the two to decide the winner, and the other was in great joy.
At that time, the victor's flesh and blood will be burned dry with fierce fire.
Joy, then despair, the devil likes this kind of plot.
The interesting scene made the devil relax his vigilance for a moment, and this moment was captured by the hidden killer.
Just like the explosion of the sun, the ether reaction increased to the extreme in a short period of time, even overflowing the alchemical matrix. High-concentration ether gathered together, forming an ether phenomenon in the air, and the shining energy arc hit the metal.
"Help me, Aimu."
Boluogo said softly, as if he was telling a spell, and then his eyes brightened, and the golden halo shone almost like melting.
The woman raised her left hand, and the swimming school of steel fish tried to cover the demon. The demon also turned around at this time, facing the direction of the rising ether reaction.
too slow.
The flames spilled from the corners of the devil's mouth, the restless steel, and the thunder across the sky.
All of this was reflected in Boluogo's eyes with incomparable clarity, like a slowed-down movie, with each frame giving enough time for observation.
It's not that they have slowed down, but that Boluogo is too fast. He mobilized all the ether and was strengthened by Aimu. The snake scale fluid gathered in the palm of his hand and forged an icy lance. The increase in ether made him step forward.
It shattered the ground, and then came together with the thunder.
Breaking out of the shadow.
The slow scene returned to normal speed, everything accelerated, the demon turned around and raised its arms to block, and the steel fish roared in, cutting off Bologo's attack route.
The cold lance penetrates them one by one, like a flickering meteor. You know its trajectory, but you cannot intercept it.
The powerful impact caused the demon's body to tilt back uncontrollably, and its huge chest was like a raised stone. Boluogo leaned on his lance and stepped on the demon's chest with one foot and his head with the other.
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In order to reduce the load, Boluogo took off his iron armor early in the morning. Compared with the hill-like devil, his figure was thin and thin.
The demon stared at Boluogo, and his head was stepped on by Boluogo. What a shame. The penetrating wound on his chest triggered the protection. The huge ether was ready to go, and continued to maintain the release of secret energy. He grabbed it
He grabbed the lance from his chest and was about to cut it off when Bologo suddenly shook his head at him.
Boluogo said nothing, the devil still didn't know what happened, and then he felt a burning feeling in his body.
Red mercury gathered at the tip of the spear, then burned and exploded.
In an instant, a strong explosion was released from the demon's body. His body was tough enough, but this did not mean that the same was true for the internal organs. The high temperature and impact easily tore apart the demon's internal organs, and fire flowed out of his mouth and nose.
The severe injury penetrated the demon's moment soul threshold. The lance twisted into dense iron branches and penetrated his fascia and bones. It was like a parasitic seed sprouting. Hot molten iron was poured into the empty chest, and thorns pierced his eyes.
The ears tightly wrapped around the demon's body, taking root and sprouting.
Without the support of the secret energy, the demon's corpse shriveled up, its inhuman features disappeared, and its tall body also shrank rapidly. Only a fragmented corpse was left in the metal woven cage.
Schools of steel fish swarmed in, and they surrounded Boluogo tightly. The woman clenched her hands angrily, and thousands of steel feathers cut towards Boluogo, splitting him into pieces at the moment of contact.
Blood foam.
Bologg stared at the woman, before the steel surrounded her, his figure began to twist and disappear.
Traveling through winding paths.
Boluogo appeared outside the encirclement net, rushing towards the woman at high speed without stopping, and at the position where he just stayed, the phantom dagger returned.
The woman was well aware of the horror of Boluogo's approach. She tried to stay calm, called for steel, and built barriers. The steel fish swimming around her accelerated around her.
The flames of the cauldron burned together with Bologg's advance, and a large amount of metal rose together. Bologg pulled out a flame-shaped sword from the wreckage and waved the sword to give orders. The woman also raised her left hand to command the fish.
Two torrents of steel rose from the wreckage, like colliding ocean currents, and they collided solidly. Countless steels rubbed against each other, and the fierce human flowers shone with a dazzling light, which was enough to cover the ears.
There was a sharp roar of thunder, and blood overflowed from the woman's ear canal.
The world-shaking thunder broke through the clouds and hit the coast of the ruined ship. The thunder and lightning passed over the metal wreckage at high speed. Both Boluoge and the woman were affected by the electric current. Arcs of electricity jumped between the colliding ocean currents, and the tips of their noses
The burning smell after the electric shock appeared, followed by intense pain.
Boluogo staggered a few steps, his heart beating violently. This ruined ruin was simply a perfect lightning trigger. The thunder struck this huge steel corpse repeatedly like a pacemaker.
Thunder light floated among the towering metal wreckage. Those ancient and obsolete instruments miraculously restarted under the power of electricity, and rays of light rose in the wreckage.
The brightest light came from the top of the wreckage, the warship that originated from the Wrath of the Scorched Earth. The thunder awakened its heart. After many years, the bright searchlight came on again. Bologo even heard the noisy radio sound inside.
Songs from the war years ago were playing.
The melodious military music, with its sonorous morale, echoed in the ruins hit by the heavy rain. It was as if the souls of the dead who died here had briefly revived. Boluogo felt countless pairs of eyes focusing on him.
In a daze, Boluogo felt that he had really returned to the scorched battlefield more than sixty years ago.
Picking up the flame-shaped sword, the woman in the distance stood up again, her eyes full of hatred and anger.