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Soaring.16 DareDevil

Foreword:

The real power of art is the ordinaryness immersed in great emotions.

——Jean Francois Millet

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[Part1·Instinct]

After killing the last elixir on Fayi, the gunsmith fell asleep.

Switching to the phoenix to interrogate Faye Frosalin, things became much simpler——

——There are no potential threats, no unnecessary nonsense, and with the blessing of the visual spirit UI, Fayi only needs to fill in specific answers to the questionnaires one by one, and write or draw various methods of Danqiu Kingdom in several ways.

The basic terrain and troop configuration of county levels.

This was a boring process. She had to try to keep her mind active and highly concentrated. Judas had already trained this brain - in Fayi's understanding, it seemed that as long as she worked hard to cooperate with the work of Nameless Doe, everything would be fine.

She had no idea what kind of outcome she would face, nor did she know that this series of attacks against the alliance had actually been planned six years ago.

It looked like a simple punch that hit the vital point quickly and quickly, but it was actually full of power. As early as the moment he took back Eureka, Aohen Mingde, a vengeful little baby, was already secretly preparing to chop it up in every possible way.

Take off Judas' head.

It will be faster to take your time. These two thousand days and nights are the ministries of the Transportation Department and the administrative district agencies, as well as the officers and soldiers of the Guangling Zhizhi Chapter who left the Eternal Alliance with final hospice care. If it were not for the Anonymous Doe, there would be no this extremely capable decapitation team.

A strong team of sharp knives comes to cut off the high-value targets on Platform Zero, without the powerful lethality to kill in one blow - this time may be pushed back, but the will for revenge will never be extinguished, and the proud and ruthless Mingde will never give up.

Fayi simply drew the topography of Efei County based on the rough impression in his mind, and estimated the number of soldiers based on the guard changing shifts of the Huoziying engineer team. However, these rough data information, in Keshuai

In the eyes of the staff and the attacking team, the conditions for victory have been established.

To overcome difficulties, we must fight tooth and nail. Seventy percent of heavy casualties come from spying on the enemy's situation.

Fayi Frosalin, as the life-protecting feather of the Emmanuel Buddha, is well aware of the high-value target information in the Danqiu Kingdom's elixir cave.

What are the abilities of these Guiyi Sect cadres, how much damage can they cause, their basic forms and spirit forms, as well as detailed data on blood-granted species and natural hybrid species. If you understand these, you can protect the lives of many scouts.

life.

Take the early battle of Aizong Ling as an example. Without the vanguard team of the Gate of Wonders and the early intelligence data collected by Kuai Dao Scouts, there would not have been the bold follow-up of Phoenix - and there would be no gunsmith's turn to play. This is a strategy

Appropriate troops are invested at each level, round by round, and the generals and commanders work together to make decisions based on nested and serial evaluations of war resources based on combat logic.

The decision to invest in a secondary preparation team in East Malaysia to deal with Gloria Sebastian was actually full of helplessness. Their willpower was weak and untested, and in the form of dragoons who always brought up new ones, they faced off against Judah's life-protecting feathers.

Being able to solve the spiritual disaster caused by Gloria Sebastian and all the Wings of Light, and shoot down the Incarnation Butterfly - there is a large part of luck, and the BOSS will bear this risk of life.

This was also the biggest result of the serial blasting of the elixir cave more than three months after landing in Shambhala. It directly caused Judah to reveal the door of death and decide to leave the Danqiu Kingdom and conduct a safe visit to Daoheng County where Fickwood was located.

The Gunsmith has been lurking in the southeastern states for so long. He can have close contact with Judah in this combat environment, can create such excellent combat conditions, has equipment support, and has the advantage of deploying a first attack and ambush. It has the same relationship with every comrade-in-arms.

Talent is closely related.

Judah is like the ruler of an ancient empire. When the country is about to fall apart, most of its resources are used to maintain and manage this primitive social system and maintain the stability of the human flesh trade relationship. He is obsessed with the replacement of power and constantly cuts off

Wings, weakening the combat effectiveness of local warlords to maintain the previous balance, and then making the demons and monsters of Shambhala become more centrifugal and weaker.

All of this is foreseeable and not unfounded. Therefore, as early as the first Wing of Light was defeated in blood and Conch Johnny died at the hands of the gunsmith, Judah's failure was actually doomed. This kind of

The continuous collapse, after more than two thousand days and nights, finally became the main cause of Judas' death.

He has no extra essence or energy to deal with the combined punches of the attacking group. What Judas has to face is never a solitary flag. It is the administrative, military, industrial base, cultural literacy, and psychic skills.

and a mighty army that reduces dimensionality and attacks in all aspects with fighting will.

Just as the Imam gave a speech at the conference in Hulu Valley many years ago, and what the important members of the Alliance said personally.

"In this day and age, it is already difficult to find talented people who have no criminal record and can work as undercover agents."

"Most of those who have some basic skills have already found a suitable way out."

"The world is changing, please take care of yourself."

The original intention of the dean is to ask all members of the guild to keep their heads down and live their lives for more than fifty years. It is estimated that the situation will be great again in the next harvest season.

But he underestimated the gunsmith's killing efficiency, his determination to be ruthless and moral, and even more underestimated the hatred of tens of millions of people who had been persecuted by the Vita brand in the past few decades.

This is an extremely powerful and unimaginable force, a miracle created by the joint efforts of all living beings.

At this moment, it is still working and is still being fulfilled in Faye Florsalin.

She was controlled by a powerful inertia of thinking and bound by fantasy. Every word she wrote and every picture she drew while sitting on the "regret chair" was ignored or ignored - she thought it was just

The beginning of personal happiness.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Just like her blood-transmitting freak genetic instinct, only by eating certain things can she gain a sense of security and a strong feeling of fullness.

But these cold data, these troop distribution maps and terrain markings will become the butcher knife that Guangling will wield against the Gui Yi Crusaders.

She didn't realize it at all. Ms. Fay's frontal lobe couldn't organize sympathy--

——Just like the original design language of the Holy Blood formula, the monster created by Judas and Fickwood does not have these superfluous emotions.

After writing thirty-two pages, Ms. Fay had to pretend to be excited and playful to please the VIP in front of her.

"Look! Look! Did I write it in detail enough?"

Teacher Su Ling applauded gently: "Wonderful! Please continue to use your talents!"

"You are so kind!" When Fayi heard the honorific "you", she felt more and more that she was going to embark on a promising path. Encouraged by the positive feedback, she worked harder and harder.

You know, this is how Judas trained his dogs——

——Most of the blood-giving monsters in Shambhala will turn into meat dogs.

The representative of disobedience was Gloria Sebastian. Now that she is dead, Judas will applaud her and not feel any pity.

The same was true for Fickwood, a stubborn old man. After Judas repeatedly persuaded him, he managed to control the management cost of this life-saving feather within an acceptable range.

As for why Faye Florsalin is Judah’s favorite caring little cotton-padded jacket? Can she freely follow Judah in and out of the hell of betrayers? You should understand now, right? She is good at self-management, and she almost doesn’t need a whip to whip her.

A suitable owner will make an obedient and easy-to-use meat dog.

As early as when the gunsmith met the Zhao brothers, walked through the Black Wind Ridge, and walked through the Zhuzhou Taiye Road, he had already seen the epitome of the alliance's management model - it uses fear, interest, desire and pain to control people

This model has been used all the way to the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult. It can be said to be an extremely efficient man-eating machine.

The moral sword is the weapon it uses to prune and standardize the thoughts of meat dogs.

The essence of flesh and blood is packaged into an elixir, which is used as a reward for meat dogs.

The Bible is the tool it uses to delineate the breeds of meat dogs and determine the class and caste of meat dogs.

Monsters, ghosts, and natural disasters are death threats that scare dogs and force them to obey.

The Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult’s Platform Zero has used all its unique moves. They have demonstrated this set of moves in full——

——As for the more primitive and barbaric Shambhala, it cannot escape these objective laws.

The flesh and blood deformities created by this machine cannot feel the power of faith. As for love and friendship, courage and responsibility, they are more like luxuries to the blood-transferring freaks. Only when the problem of food and clothing is solved, and under the intense pressure

Only by struggling out of the hunger can we barely experience that little bit of false light and warmth. Once we see the real sun, we are not far from destruction.

Xueming had no intention of leaving Fa Yi alive from beginning to end——

——You want to ask why? Is the gunsmith unsympathetic? Is it because he kills indiscriminately?

No, this is not an excuse, he does not need Fayi's head to receive the reward.

For most blood-giving monsters, living in the human world itself represents great pain.

If you can die earlier, die thoroughly, and die cleanly, the hunger in these monsters' stomachs will slowly subside, and they will be beaten until their souls are gone. Only then can these monsters completely escape the control of the Vita brand, destroy their spiritual bodies and bodies, and escape from panic.

Can't be freed from the hunger and fear all day long.

Fayi's current impatient "prey state" can exactly illustrate this point——

——She was so hungry that her eyes turned blue, she was completely controlled by the blood gene, and wanted to sell some "useless things" in exchange for a bright future.

She was dominated by hallucinations, thinking that Billy Horn could become her property and escape the control of Io and Judah, but it turned out that as long as she continued to do so, she would be acting in accordance with the wishes of the Holy Blood of Grace.

, she wouldn't even think about it from the gunsmith's point of view - and she couldn't figure out the gunsmith's intentions.

An unrepentant ogre cannot integrate into human society. Fayi never thinks she is at fault from beginning to end - she has no sympathy for the victimized group, no remorse at all, she only thinks this is business and work. She sells out.

Partners are just an exchange of interests and a means of survival.

Because of the little love Goddess Io gave her, she began to blame Billy Horn. A torturer used strong words to the victim, asking the victim to continue to contribute his essence, and asking Billy Horn to continue serving her——

Fayi never meant to restrain herself. She showed her fangs and just wanted to suck blood and eat meat. She was tortured by the holy blood of Meng En and had long since lost her human form.

After writing sixty-six pages, Fayi was still scribbling and revising, for fear that the business would not be done well enough.

Teacher Su Ling stood outside the door, always observing the podium of the complex and listening carefully to the noise coming from the construction machinery in the distance.

"I've finished writing!" Fa Yi took three steps and two steps at a time to come to Su Ling's side.

She realized she seemed too tall—

——So he immediately lowered his head and lowered himself to the level of a dwarf.

Su Ling only said one word: "Okay."

Fayi quickly asked: "Can you promise not to kill me?"

Su Ling has studied Taoism for several years with Master Luo Ping'an, and she wants to be a true person, tell the truth and do real things.

So she simply stopped talking.

Fayi didn't ask any questions, she was always waiting for the savior. When Judah wanted to train a dog, the most important thing was obedience - the dog couldn't ask for what the owner didn't give.

Following Su Ling, Fa Yi was curious and asked.

"Sir VIP, what are you looking at?"

Su Ling: "Observe the weather."

Fay said worriedly: "I don't know what stupid thing Fickwood has done. When will the spiritual disaster subside?"

"I don't know, it's too mysterious." Su Ling replied casually.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This conversation is not nutritious, and VIP is not willing to be a superficial plastic sister with Fayi.

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[Part2·Blood Clothes]

Fayi asked for trouble and began to observe the surrounding environment of the storage area. Suddenly he saw several small workers wrapped up tightly, carrying bloody goods and cleaning garbage on the streets.

"What is that?"

Su Ling: "The result of the work of the gunsmith and I."

Fayi's eyesight was very good, and she could see clearly that most of the corpses were the remains of the Blood Eagle monster. They were transported from all over the living area of ​​the complex and had to be incinerated.

Judging from the number, more than forty blood eagle monsters died, and some of them were completely feathered, with white feathers, eagle bodies, and pink muscles.

She was covered in cold sweat and suddenly asked——

"——These monsters are all..."

Su Ling: "Most of them were taken care of by the gunsmith. He is a popsicle boy. He doesn't want me as an elderly person to do rehabilitation exercises, so he takes over all the dirty work."

Fayi couldn't believe it: "How could..."

The last time Rose Fairy faced the gunsmith was several years ago.

Aside from the Night Stalker image captured on those action cameras during the expedition, the specific cause of Pellerini's death was not returned to the Guild in time, and there is no sound recording of the gunsmith.

Regarding the data about Fragrant Dream's true ability, there are different opinions in the small circles of many guild members. This mysterious symbolic character seems to be simply labeled as "the God of Death".

A Homo sapiens? A feeble-minded man who possesses part of the spiritual essence of Ao Hun Ming De? He has killed so many blood eagles? Killed at least six incarnation butterflies in a row?

Fayi's mind went blank. When she faced the gunsmith's death threat, she could hardly feel any spiritual pressure. This was what made her hair stand on end.

When entering the territory of powerful disaster beasts or facing psychic disasters, spiritual pressure is a very clear danger avoidance signal.

But when she was less than 30 centimeters away from the gunsmith, she still felt that he was just an ordinary person. Judging from the expression of his essence, it seemed that he was not a high-risk target.

"Hey." Su Ling said directly: "That old guy from Fickwood didn't take care of his own backyard after he started drilling operations. As a result, many fishman sentries couldn't stand this kind of spiritual pressure, and I couldn't save them either.

Ah—there aren’t that many bluestones in stock to increase the mental shield.”

"After they turned into blood eagle monsters, they started eating people like crazy."

"The gunsmith and I decided to help this old man once, because Kuai Dao's brother is still in his hands, and he has to find a way to solve the spiritual disaster."

"There are too many blood eagles in the surrounding area. Either kill them all, or let some of the incarnation butterflies fill their stomachs and return to the embrace of the original seed. Only then will this throbbing of spiritual pressure slowly subside."

"As for..."

Fayi still couldn't believe it, and couldn't help but interrupt: "The gunsmith did this all by himself?"

Most of the remains of these blood eagles were damaged by knives and axes. Only some of the special targets with abundant essence and huge bodies were full of bullets. The corpses were too broken. They should have been damaged by dust crystal arrows. The cause of death was clear and distinct.

, the killing method is simple and straightforward.

"Oh, he's not alone." Su Ling shrugged helplessly: "My phoenix is ​​helping him..."

Fayi was trembling as he spoke.

"How to do it..."

Su Ling waved her hand and opened a bright red vertical scroll, arranging combat records.

[Phoenix·Combat Record Number: 1775101]

[Su Ling: I can feel the strong spiritual pressure of these monsters. Although this is not the first time I have faced the primary derivatives of the Incarnation Butterfly, they have a great hybrid foundation. They are the Chimeras favored by God.

Beloved, this kind of evil thought can almost be transformed into a physical blade, and just looking at it makes my skin burn.]

[Su Ling: The battle lasted for sixteen minutes. I produced a soul-shattering DEBUFF more than once. The reserves of blue stone are running out. I need to change my style of play and make effective kills at least thirty-six meters away.

, they must be killed in one hit, their blood regeneration speed is so fast.]

[Su Ling: I met some more difficult murloc bosses. After they turned into blood eagle monsters, they seemed to be able to share their pain with me through spiritual pressure. My limbs were out of control. If I fought indoors, the limitations would be too great.

It's too big, and the gunsmith's ammunition supply is less than half, so he must save ammunition to prepare for emergencies.]

[Su Ling: It fucking hurts. It hurts so much that I can’t breathe. How on earth did he endure this kind of pain?]

[Su Ling: The robe was changed. His body was covered in blood, but he was not injured. The Vita brand left spots on his face, which can be cured with just a little panacea.]

[Su Ling: It’s not safe to cut off the heads. We must ensure that these corpses are burned by flames.]

It’s normal——

——This is Feng Aotian's strength, she has survived this level.

Then Teacher Su Ling opened the gunsmith's combat record.

Fayi followed and looked——

[Gunsmith: It has an arm length of about 180 centimeters. It chooses to actively attack from the right-handed position. It is very fast, but not particularly fast.]

[Gunsmith: Yes, after increasing the wingspan, you can control its deformed toes with a shorter stature. Their muscle tissue is relatively stiff, but they can achieve the pursuit of reflexed joints. In this regard, the phoenix can mark the attack range - it is really too

It’s convenient.]

[Gunsmith: My judgment is correct. If it leaves the front, it will choose to stop the subsequent linking actions, and directly kick its legs or raise its head, turning its head to a weird angle of 170 degrees, using the energy in its throat to

Extended tongue to attack me, this is an opportunity.]

[Gunsmith: Yes, I have two hundred and seventy milliseconds of free time. I don’t care what moves it makes. The head is still the weak point, but there are special cases where the brain is hollow. Attacking the spinal nerves is the best solution.]

[Gunsmith: OK, dead, next one.]

[Gunsmith: Go to the chili sauce workshop in the street to choose a location. They are all clay pots. The pottery pieces can tear open the glass and can be used as improvised throwing weapons.]

This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! [Gunsmith: The bones of fish-man hybrids are very soft. I hope it can be like the previous log records. I have killed many such hybrids.]

[Gunsmith: There are not many bullets left. Throw the weapon on the eaves for now. You can come back to pick it up later. You need to have two hands free to deal with them.]

[Gunsmith: It’s a bit much, but there’s enough space. Capsaicin is also a natural anthelmintic, so I shouldn’t be found.]

[Gunsmith: OK, dead.]

[Gunsmith: Well done, fragrant dream, dead, don’t do an autopsy!]

[Gunsmith: My clothes are gone, but I am dead.]

[Gunsmith: Belloberg is in good condition. He can open a new chapter in "The Great Split" and write another 800 words on short sword combat methods for large humanoid targets.]

[Gunsmith: You can run pretty fast, but you can't escape death.]

[Gunsmith: The health bar is gone! Its health bar is gone! Teacher Su Ling! Where is its health bar?]

[Gunsmith: Oh, it turns out to be a corpse.]

[Gunsmith: And the mad giant? It's so big that Belloberg can't reach the vital point.]

[Gunsmith: Dust crystal flechettes should come in handy.]

[Gunsmith: OK, dead.]

[Gunsmith: The corpse is still moving. It has a strong Shen Tang (lower vagina) and Jin Tang (the middle of the third to last rib, close to the diaphragm, where the fragile door to death is located). There is something in the stomach, which is the incarnation of a butterfly.

Really? The murloc hybrid that the giant ate turned into a butterfly?]

[Gunsmith: It’s okay, it’s okay. You go back to sleep, Teacher Su Ling. It’s flying. I’m going to find some tools.]

[Gunsmith: I have killed many transformed butterflies. I can clearly identify the attack distance by looking at the wingspan. I can kill them with the right tools, and I can kill them with axes and spears. If it falls to the ground, the mental damage caused by spiritual pressure will continue to weaken.

The exertion of my muscles is like a countdown. If it takes too long, I will die.]

[Gunsmith: Compared with Mr. Beowulf's list of moves, the attack methods of these dementia angels are relatively simple. Occasionally, you can see a few flesh and blood artists with elongated arms and teeth, or they can simply use their heads as projectiles.

Weird things that come out to bite people are not unacceptable.]

[Gunsmith: OK, dead.]

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A long series of short and simple battle logs gave Ms. Fay a little bit of a spiritual shock.

In the hearts of the leaders of various religious sects, and in the eyes of the Judas Priest, the Avatar Butterfly is a child of the original seed and a terrifying entity branded by Vita——

——It is the ultimate weapon of the Guiyi Sect and an uncontrollable natural disaster.

No matter how mentally tough a mercenary thug is, he is unwilling to face a natural disaster, just like a person cannot compete with the waves or box with the thunder and lightning in the sky. This is not something that a normal person can think of.

When encountering such a demented and mad dog, Guiyi Sect has to hide away. After all, the effort is too much and the harvest is too little. Even if you win, your equipment will not be exploded, but if you lose, you will have to pay for your life - Guiyi Sheng

The teaching army does not have much combat experience against the Avatar Butterfly. Occasionally there are psykers with excellent range, but they are also afraid that their spiritual bodies will be shattered by such natural disasters.

The incarnation butterfly's killing efficiency against carbon-based creatures is too high, and the mental damage it brings is too serious. Even if it can win, it will be a miserable victory - there have been similar psychic accidents in many elixir caves and platform zero. Warriors

They can kill the incarnation butterfly, but they will also suffer the sequelae of mental disorder and spiritual body degeneration.

Xueming in the battle record is still very confused. According to the random number lottery results of [Unlock·Unlock], he can't use these trophies easily, so he doesn't use the spiritual super power after unlocking at all.

He himself had forgotten the form and attributes of most of the soul powers. On Platform Zero, which once occupied various places underground, there were many enemies who didn't even make it to the stage of the talent show to call for spirit bodies, and the soul powers didn't even shout out.

It was beaten into a pulp.

So if you haven’t used it before = you don’t know how to use it, this formula still works.

There are more than 400 red morpho butterflies in platform zero, large and small, and he has killed at least 600 high-value targets with his own hands. It is really ideal to capture a random spirit power and try to fully integrate it to achieve good results.

, it’s too unrealistic——

——This is almost a lifelong skill. Considering Xueming’s mana (sustainability), I’m afraid it will take him a lifetime to learn.

Regarding the information about the gunsmith, Ms. Fayi has not updated this character card for a long time. There is only a set of monk robes and bloody clothes in Su Ling's hand, which seems to be telling a terrifying story exclusive to the Guiyi Sect.

She knew nothing about the Night Demon's strength. It was a god of death that had evolved again after being tempered.


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