Ran Bing pushed open a rotten iron door and walked in.
As she entered, the dark room suddenly lit up.
She raised her head and saw the chandelier on the ceiling that was covered with dust and was trying hard to light up.
Obviously, it is a sensor light.
A voice of unknown meaning continued to whisper in Ran Bing's ears that only Ran Bing could understand.
"It's safe here!"
Indeed!
This basement looks like there has been no sign of biological activity for a long, long time.
The walls and floors were covered with thick dust.
Ran Bing observed carefully and saw several petrified corpses huddled at the foot of the wall.
Next to these corpses, there is a hole.
The cave entrance leads underground.
Ran Bing walked over and looked at the dark hole.
The voice in her ear murmured softly: "Sure enough...it smells like Kunyang people..."
"Kunyang people?" Ran Bing was confused: "What is that?"
But she got no answer.
The voice in his ear gently urged Ran Bing.
So Ran Bing walked to the middle of the room and sat on the floor.
She took out the electromagnetic gun.
The electromagnetic gun that the weirdo once used.
The voice in my ear was whispering in a low voice, in this weird, terrifying and evil whisper.
Ran Bing held the electromagnetic gun in her hand tightly, and her body slowly began to tremble.
In her mouth, she recited terrifying spells.
As Ran Bing chanted, the electromagnetic gun in her hand slowly softened.
A ball of molten liquid formed in her mouth, wrapped around her hand, and merged with her skin, flesh, and soul.
When the liquid is about to completely melt into your hand.
Ran Bing suddenly opened his eyes!
"Pardon!" She raised the hand covered in liquid and looked directly at it.
Silver liquid flows on the hand.
Like a living creature, swallowing her flesh and soul.
It gave her a heartbreaking pain, and also brought Ran Bing's spirit to the edge of collapse!
fortunately!
At this time, the book on her body emitted bursts of soft light.
The whispering in her ears also comforted and stabilized her mind, which prevented Ran Bing from collapsing and gave her the strength to continue this ritual!
"Pardon!" she shouted in a deep voice.
The liquid wrapping the hands slowly rolled and boiled.
Ran Bing knew that the most critical moment had come.
Now, the gun spirit is about to be born!
She stretched out her left hand that was not covered by the liquid, endured the severe pain, and grabbed the liquid covering her right hand.
Little by little, peel them off your hands.
Tick tock!
Tick tock!
The liquid fell drop by drop.
Ran Bing was sweating profusely in pain and her face was pale. She felt as if someone was using some extremely sharp weapon to cut her flesh bit by bit.
But she held back and didn't say a word!
finally!
All the liquid on my hands peeled off.
They were beating on the ground drop by drop, like living creatures.
Ran Bing looked at them and forcefully mouthed a command: "Return to your position!"
"Return to your position quickly!"
These beating liquids immediately began to squirm according to a certain pattern.
They pieced together slowly and condensed slowly.
Piece the parts together and condense the barrel.
Finally, a small and exquisite revolver appeared in front of Ran Bing.
There is a small shadow appearing on the gun body.
Looking at the profile, he is almost another Ran Bing.
Ran Bing picked it up and felt like he had touched a new self.
Everything about this gun was clearly visible in her mind.
Then, she understood that her spear spirit had been mastered.
But it is too immature and too weak!
It requires the irrigation of flesh and blood and the feeding of soul in order to grow.
Therefore, the moment he held it, Ran Bing felt the hunger of the gun spirit.
It wants to eat!
And you must eat immediately!
otherwise……
Once it is extremely hungry, it will start to eat the flesh, blood and soul of its owner!
…………………………………………
Lingpingan walked upstairs.
He was a little sleepy, so he took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was already half past eleven.
"It's wrong to stay up late!" So the bookstore owner, who paid attention to health, walked to the bedroom, lay down on his back, and fell asleep.
In a daze, Lingpingan seemed to hear countless people praying.
Solemn, solemn, sacred!
It seemed like tens of millions of people were praying in unison.
"Ring the bell once, push the lever, and start the piston and engine!"
"Toll the bell twice, press the button, the engine ignites, the turbine ignites, and life is injected..."
"Ring the bell three times..."
"Let us praise together!"
"Praise machinery, praise steel!"
"The great spirit of all possibilities!"
"You are the Lord who molds all things, and you are also the Apocalypse who destroys everything!"
"More is better, big is beautiful!"
"Evaporate! Burn! Cast!"
"Steel is eternal, machinery is eternal!"
In a daze, Lingpingan heard the roar of an engine gradually, as if a turbine was vibrating, and countless mechanical gears were running at high speed.
"What's going on?" Lingpingan thought in his dream.
So, he opened his eyes.
"I'm having this dream again!" He laughed.
Because, at this moment, his body is infinitely huge.
Bronze casts his skin, steel casts his bones, and countless parts make up his flesh and blood.
That beating heart is a huge steam turbine.
Every time it beats, it pumps energy comparable to the fusion reaction of the sun into the whole body.
This makes Lingpingan feel that he can do whatever he wants.
In my ears, the majestic and sacred voice of prayer became more and more fervent and solemn.
"Gatling Bodhisattva!"
"It is the Great Merciful and Compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva!"
There seemed to be countless people worshiping him with tears in their eyes.
"Excellent! Gatling Bodhisattva!"
"How great! Gatling Bodhisattva!"
"Praise to Gatlin Bodhisattva, who has been practicing deep Prajna Honey for a long time, holding six tubes, and transforming into a supreme holy vessel. One tube, one sound, six-character mantra, and countless other mantras..."
Lingpingan listened to these voices and had no idea what was going on?
He scratched his head.
Do you seem to have some impression of this scene?
"I remembered, I seemed to have had a dream like this last time..." He said softly.
In the dream, he also held a Gatling cannon and smashed an extremely huge spider into pieces!
so……
Is today’s dream a continuation of last time’s dream?
Not sure about Lingpingan.
However, he didn't plan to think too much about it.
It’s a dream! Can you think clearly that it’s still a dream?
Aren’t dreams just weird?
Thinking like this, Lingpingan looked at this dream with an entertainment mentality.
He lowered his head. Under his huge body, countless people were crawling like ants, worshiping him.
Looking at all this, he felt a little interesting.
As soon as I thought about it, I chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"
…………………………
Elizabeth prostrated herself on the ground devoutly.
She looked up to the holy Gatling Bodhisattva, and her heart was full of pride and pride.
The great and compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva appears again.
This is the greatest compliment to her!
So, she prostrated devoutly, led the believers, and loudly recited the hymn of Gatlin Bodhisattva.
"Praise to Gatlin Bodhisattva, who has been practicing deep Prajna Honey for a long time, holding six tubes, and transforming into a supreme holy vessel. One tube, one sound, six-character mantra, and countless other mantras..."
Bodhisattva is very satisfied with them.
His huge sacred body sat down in the lotus position and whispered a Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"
The great and compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva, with his sacred steel body, emits countless Buddha lights.
These lights fall gently on all the believers present.
These more than 100,000 believers!
The divine power of the Bodhisattva begins to appear.
One after another, the bodies of believers who had been injured and corroded by the minions of the evil god were slowly repaired in this Buddha's light.
Iron will emerged from their bodies.
One by one, the nanomachines are running slowly.
Steel lotuses blossomed from their bodies.
This allowed their bodies to heal, and the parts in their bodies that had been corroded by the evil god's minions were given new life one by one!
They are saved!
The great and compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva saves the world.
Distribute His love and mercy equally to every believer!
"Amitabha!" One believer after another slowly sat down, and the hair on their heads fell one by one.
"Excellent! Gatling Bodhisattva!"
"How great! Gatling Bodhisattva!"
Elizabeth prostrated herself deeply to the ground.
But the figure of the Bodhisattva has quietly disappeared.
He has left!
But He will come again!
Elizabeth stood up and walked to the place where the Bodhisattva had just appeared.
Feel the compassion and kindness of Bodhisattva.
She looked at the people who had decided to take refuge in the Great Merciful Gatling Bodhisattva, follow the path of the Iron Buddha, and recite the Mechanical Sutra.
"Let us prepare for the Bodhisattva's next coming!"
"The next time the Bodhisattva comes again..." Iron Bhikshuni said solemnly and sacredly: "Everyone on this continent should take refuge in my Buddha!"
"Amitabha!" Elizabeth clasped her hands and saluted.
"Amitabha!" More than 100,000 believers clasped their hands and praised with fervor!
…………………………………………
Holding a revolver that can't wait to eat.
Ran Bing walked in this underground shelter.
She was a little weak, her face was pale, and her steps were difficult.
This is because most of her flesh, blood and soul have turned into spear spirits.
Without the book in her arms, just the act of refining the gun spirit itself would have caused her to die during the refining process!
Even so, she couldn't hold on for long.
She is as hungry as the Gun Spirit!
Click!
There was a sound coming from the ruins ahead.
Roar!
It's a scarlet beast cub!
The slightly green skin shows that it was born recently.
But on both sides of the deformed head like a large fighting dog, fluorescent tentacles have grown out.
"A derivative of Yusmon!" The whisper in the ear gave the Scarlet Beast's true name.
"Yusi beast?" Ran Bing asked confused.
Then, she looked at the scarlet beast cub that was running towards her.
She raised her revolver!
The barrel of the gun has turned red from hunger and thirst!
boom!
Ran Bing pulled the trigger!
A bullet mixed with her flesh and soul was spit out from the muzzle.
This is the only bullet she can shoot now!
In other words, if this shot cannot destroy the opponent, she will have no choice but to wait for death!
but……
Ran Bing looked at the scarlet beast with a smile on her lips.
The revolver in her hand also conveyed disdain.
Just a mere scarlet beast cub!
Even for an adult scarlet beast, this shot is deadly enough!
Moreover, the moment the bullet is fired, it is no longer dodgeable!
However, the scarlet beast cub had no intention of evading.
Just bullets!
What does it count?
Even if it is a cannon, it is not afraid!
but……
boom!
The bullets spit out from the barrel were completely different from the human bullets it had seen and remembered.
It seems to be alive.
It looks like a ferocious beast!
With terrifying force, it rotated and hit the scarlet beast cub on the head.
Snapped!
The bullet penetrated its skin, penetrated its body, and tore apart its flesh.
The huge impact caused the scarlet beast cub to fly off the spot, and then fell backwards.
Snapped!
It fell into a pile of debris.
Large mouthfuls of jelly-like liquid flowed out from its body surface.
This is its blood!
Inside its body, the bullet was like a greedy parasitic beast.
It's sucking like crazy!
It's devouring it greedily!
"What is this?" The scarlet beast cub's simple wisdom could no longer think anymore.
It lowered its head feebly. At the end of its consciousness, it only saw a human being, staggering towards it.
The human's eyes lit up.
In the pistol she held in her hand, little bits and pieces lit up.
Then, he sucked and devoured it crazily.
Just like the few humans it once preyed on and devoured.
In just a moment, the scarlet beast cub was sucked dry.
It lay on the ground, its shape still the same.
But if you look closely, you will see that it has turned into stone.
Its flesh, blood, and soul have all been sucked clean!
Ran Bing lightly kicked the petrified scarlet beast cub.
Its body quickly disintegrated like weathered stone.
A bullet fell. Ran Bing squatted down and picked up the bullet.
The pointed projectile remains the same!
Even, a little bigger!
Reload the bullet into the pistol's magazine.
"Not enough!" The pistol in his hand shouted greedily.
It needs more!
More scarlet beasts!
Ran Bing held a pistol and was about to leave here.
The whispering in my ears sounded again.
She turned around and picked up a silver crystal from the powdery remains of the scarlet beast cub.
The crystal still has the inscription "Umbrella" on it.
The next second, the crystal slowly deformed and turned into a coin in Ran Bing's hand.
The denomination is five cents!
"Is this... the currency that the mysterious master needs?" Ran Bing thought as he held the coin.
A whisper came softly in his ears.
She guessed it right!
What the great master needs is these currencies!
"Five points for a cub?"
"How many cents can an adult have?"
"How much are Duke-level, Prince-level, and King-level scarlet beasts worth?"
Ran Bing doesn't know.
Perhaps, she will know when she hunts him!
"So..." she laughed: "I became a mercenary?!"
A whisper in the ear whispered: "This is your honor! Human being!"
