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105 Blood Shadow Savior

Wuchang was so tired that his legs were broken, and he had no way to move except crawl. However, this comminuted fracture was so painful that even Wuchang's firm will had the idea of ​​giving up.

What’s more serious is that the underground river is covered with dirty sewage of more than half a meter deep. The crawling impermanence must straighten up to ensure normal breathing.

After 20 minutes of tossing, Wuchang climbed to Rodo's side. But when Wuchang touched Rodo's arm, he found that his body was extremely cold. It turned out that he was dead, dead under the poisonous gas of nerves.

Wuchang looked at Rodo's corpse with pity, with no hatred in his eyes. This is also a poor person, his fate has been out of his control. To put it bluntly, it is a chess piece at the mercy of others.

Wuchang took out the personal belongings in Rodo's pocket and looked at the exquisitely designed controller. Wuchang knew that this was the key to making Blood Shadow crazy. Wuchang frowned and crushed the exquisite controller with force with his thumb and index finger.

"This group of bastards actually use biochemical warriors, it's so fucking inhuman..."

There is nothing left to see in the remaining personal belongings, and there is nothing except a family photo. Of course, Wuchang also took off the portable terminal on Luodo's wrist.

Wuchang leaned beside Rodo's corpse, took off his mask, looked at him with his eyes open and said, "Okay, don't go far away, bless me with peace first. If I survive this crisis safely, I will find an opportunity to visit your children at Sanhaixing... I dare not promise anything else, I can only promise that I will do my best..."

After saying that, Wuchang gently closed Rodo's eyelids with his hands. Perhaps it was a psychological effect, Rodo, who closed his eyes, became peaceful.

Wuchang is not a waste of time. After just crawling for more than ten meters, Wuchang's physical strength has been overdrawn. Now if you want to cast fire-attribute spells, it is impossible not to rest for a while.

Next to Rodo, there was a small tool room, which should have been filled with various repair tools, but now the room is empty, with only ten stainless steel cylinders placed side by side in the center of the room.

Zizzi's jet sound was heard very clearly in the quiet sewer, and four or five dead black rats in the corner of the room proved the power of these poisonous gases.

Wuchang mustered up the courage and climbed into the room with both arms. Unfortunately, when he passed the high threshold, he accidentally touched his thigh. It hurt that he had a star in his eyes and sweated coldly.

"Damn it, it's so unlucky. Since I traveled to this world, I haven't been able to calm down for a day. I don't have to put my head on my belt every day..."

Looking at the stainless steel cylinder that was so close, Wuchang took more than ten deep breaths, accumulating the little energy left. In his palm, a dark red fire ball as small as a pigeon egg was emitting heat.

Wuchang accumulated fire elements for a quarter of an hour. It was not until he was almost exhausted that he raised his hand and the surging flames immediately wrapped around the cylinder. After a while, the cylinder actually faintly showed red.

At this time, Wuchang had drained his last potential. He lay flat on the floor and watched the magic flames spread little by little in the room. These flames burned out of thin air consumed the source energy collected by Wuchang, and these flames did not require any ignition material.

The gas in the cylinder was still erupting, but these colorless and odorless gases turned into a faint blue color as they passed through the flames. Wuchang knew that it was the poison gas that was changing, and hoped that the information of the noble alliance was real.

Of course, the flame summoned by Wuchang will not hurt Wuchang himself. In fact, even if it hurts Wuchang, he can't move. Now his legs are completely useless.

Wuchang quietly recalled how many times he suffered after coming to this planet. His legs and arms were broken, his ribs were broken, not to mention the impact of his internal organs, and then he was poisoned.

"Damn it, I've been so embarrassed after only two months on this planet. I'm so unrestrained. I really should be criticizing and self-criticizing..."

While thinking about it, Wuchang suddenly smelled a slight burnt smell. When he looked closely, he realized that it was not good. Although the magic flame could not harm his skin, it could burn his military uniform. What's more, the breathing mask produced by the bayonet was not fire-proof, and the edges had been deformed.

"Damn it, my god, can't you let me feel comfortable for a while? You have to force me to death?" After that, Wuchang struggled and crawled outside.

Wuchang knew that flames should be able to destroy these poisonous gases, and the noble alliance should not give him false information. But how long does it take to burn these poisonous gases to become degenerative? In addition, will there be poisonous gases that leak the internet in this room? These are all questions.

"Blessed by Buddha, I just quelled the rebellion on this planet, so I can't be poisoned to death so quietly. I heard that being poisoned to death is second only to the two tragic ways of death: hanging and burying alive..."

"Oh, fuck. What am I thinking? Is the nerve gas already eroding my brain? I'm already hallucinating?"

Wuchang was struggling in the sea of ​​fire, but the ruthless flame was getting closer and closer to him, and the speed of the flame spread far exceeded Wuchang's crawling speed.

Just when Wuchang felt completely lost and even wanted to give up, a black shadow suddenly rushed out of the door and smashed into the sea of ​​fire with lightning speed.

"Xueying? Why are you here? What are you going to do?" Wuchang looked at Xueying who kicked the flames with his feet and was so shocked that his chin was about to fall off.

"Are you crazy? That's a magic flame, you can't just step on it with your feet..."

Unfortunately, Blood Shadow is just a biochemical person after all. His IQ is only as high as a child of four or five years old. He can't tell what magic flames are and what ordinary flames are.

Before he stepped on three or four feet, the magic flame had already rushed onto his body, and the flames instantly devoured him.

"Ah..." Xueying's painful shout suddenly came from the room. Wuchang didn't know where he got his strength, so he sat up from the ground, and his right hand stumbled lightly to extinguish the fire element on Xueying's body. But he had no energy anymore. Wuchang was even exhausted at this time, let alone manipulating spells.

The pain finally made Xueying realize the terror of these flames. He roared and grabbed Wuchang's back collar, and walked out of the tool room regardless of dragging a dead dog. From a distance, he saw a burning fire man holding a black mess and tugging in the dirty water.

Wuchang was overwhelmed by the threshold and struggled for a long time before he drilled his head out of the sewage. He looked back at the blood shadow and found that he was already soaked in the water and stopped moving.

At this time, the magic flame on Xueying's body had exhausted its energy, leaving only white smoke everywhere. However, although the fire was extinguished, Xueying did not move. Impermanence could not figure out whether he was dead or alive.

"Blood Shadow... Blood Shadow... Don't scare me, wake me up quickly..." Wuchang owed his body and dragged Blood Shadow to the shore with his desperate efforts, but the Blood Shadow on his huge body could not be pushed by Wuchang, whose legs were broken. After busy for a long time, he just put the upper half of Xueying's body on the stone platform, at least don't drown.

Wuchang used his hand to explore the blood shadow's nose and found that he was breathing faintly. He wanted to turn on the terminal for help, but at this moment, an explosion occurred.

The ten cylinders actually deformed under the burning of magic flames. The high-pressure venom inside the cylinder instantly broke the cylinder. The huge shock wave made Wuchang dizzy and fainted when his head tilted.

I don't know how long it took, Wuchang to wake up by a bump. When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a stretcher, being carried forward by two soldiers wearing gas masks.

"Who are you? Who are you..." Wuchang asked in a low voice.

"Boss, I'm Luli, we're here to save you..." Luli, who was running on the stretcher, was wearing a bayonet mask. This big man was looking at Wuchang with tears in his eyes.

"Boss, I shouldn't have left you. If I kept guarding you, this wouldn't happen..." Lu Li was very guilty of himself, as if the responsibility for the matter was all on him.

"Don't be stupid, this has nothing to do with you... Oh, right, have the poison gas been cleaned?"

At this time, medical soldier Mary ran from the end of the team. "There is no poison gas leaking now. The flames saved the lives of the whole city. Although a small amount of gas leaked out before, the amount was rarely diluted by air, so there should not be too much harm..."

Mary obviously cried, and her eyes were still red and swollen. She looked at Wuchang with pity and anger.

Wuchang is still inside the sewer, but seeing the terrain moving forward is getting higher and higher, I guess I will soon see the blue sky, but at this time Wuchang thought of the blood shadow.

"Where is the Blood Shadow? Where is the Blood Shadow? He is my savior..."

"Ya Zai, the blood shadow is right behind the team. I can't die. Unfortunately, I have to undergo a large-scale burn on my body. I have to undergo surgery as soon as possible..."

"Okay, okay, just be alive." Wuchang finally felt relieved.

When the soldiers of the Black Horse Camp carried Wuchang out of the dark sewer, Wuchang was surprised to find that the sky was blue and the sun shining on the earth again, and the raging typhoon finally stopped.

"It's clear... It's so good, I can finally rest..."

At this moment, a cheer suddenly came from the street. It turned out that the figures of Governor Ye Feiwu and Major General Ye Wenshuai appeared on the big screen. After the chaos lasted for a full three days, the two guys finally appeared.

Wuchang looked at the giant screen on the skyscraper, looked at the striking Governor and Major General, and listened to their boastful talks, and felt so relaxed. This burden could finally be handed over with justification.

At this time, a pair of soldiers ran from a distance, and the military flags of the Black Horse Camp were flying on the streets, which was filled with cheers from the crowd.

"It's the dark horse military flag, they saved everyone..." Then there was a burst of warm applause, and the people on the street spontaneously expressed their respect to them.

The leader was Raylock and several brothers from Ice Dragon. They rushed to the stretcher of impermanence, and raised their hands to be a standard military salute.

"Reporter, the task of suppressing the rebellion in the Dark Horse Camp has been successfully completed. Now I will hand you the order..."

"That...that..." Lei Luoke hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Ye Feiwu and Ye Wenshuai are shameless. Now they are picking fruits. Do you want brothers to give them some colors..."

"What?" Wuchang was stunned at the time. This was too amazing. Is the Baron on the Left Bank going to rebel?


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