Deep Sea Embers

Chapter 185 The Final Attack of the Missionaries
Agou's broken roar was like a thunderclap, echoing in the dilapidated hut, and those ascetic-like assailants in tattered black robes, after hearing a deep demon uttering human words rationally, It was obviously a shock—and in the next second, something even more shocking happened.

With a flick of the chain, Shirley swung the deep hound in her hand and smashed it at the "Final Yan Preacher" who was closest to her.

In fact, she doesn't know much about the missionaries of Final Yan. She only knows in general that they are also a group of cultists, and they are even crazier and more extreme. The "lord" they worship is even the subspace itself. A group of lunatics like this will suddenly emerge from here, and I don’t know why these lunatics will find me, but this is not important——

The experience of groping in the gutters and back alleys taught her a truth. When encountering danger, don't think about things that you can't figure out. It's more effective than anything else to shake off your arms and do the fuck!

The huge deep hound roared through the air like a cannonball, and instantly hit a "preacher" in a tattered black robe. After the muffled sound of flesh and bone colliding, the attacker immediately flew backwards, It slammed into a pillar not far away, twisted into a strange angle, and then slid to the ground.

Xue Li pulled the chain, dragged Agou back to her side, and then swung it round again to hit the next enemy.

But in such an instant, those figures in black robes had already reacted—they obviously had more combat experience than the lowest-level Sun Cultists Shirley had seen before, even in the face of extremely rare battles They fell into a momentary stunned while approaching, but this group of guys still quickly recovered their state, and scattered to avoid the moment when the deep hound rushed towards them.

One of them almost wiped Agou's bones and moved his head aside, while pointing at Shirley, a hoarse and gloomy cry came from under the hood: "You will be exhausted!"

"God is talking about you X hammer!" Shirley was extremely irritable at the moment, and when she heard the other party's voice, she suddenly became more angry. She twisted her waist and turned around, and the chain in her hand whizzed away Going out, Ah Gou's skeletal body slammed on the screaming preacher of the end, sending the latter flying upside down.

However, it was just these two or three swings of the chain that Xue Li suddenly noticed something wrong with her body.

She felt a little tired, not too serious, but the feeling of fatigue did appear.

At the same time, she also felt that her mind was buzzing, her anger seemed to be rampaging in her heart like it was uncontrollable, an impulse to completely give up any defenses, and rush forward to die with the enemy was beating violently, almost making her dizzy dizzy.

The strange creaking sound suddenly came to her ears. Xueli followed the sound and saw that the attacker who had just been thrown by herself got up from the ground. The opponent was dripping with blood, and many bones had obviously been broken. However, this The "preacher" seemed to ignore the pain enough to make ordinary people faint, and raised his hands high while bleeding all over his body: "My brothers and feet will not die from the curse of flesh and blood!"

After this nagging cry, the final missionaries around seemed to gain infinite courage and strength in an instant. The next second, Shirley was shocked to see that the bodies of these lunatics began to change—their skinny Their bodies began to swell and twist, thick bone spurs and tough muscle whips grew and extended from their limbs like weapons, their bodies were torn and reshaped in great pain, becoming hideous, twisted and profane ——But these fanatics seemed to have fallen into some kind of inexplicable ecstasy during this painful process. They cheered, shouted, and praised, and then rushed towards Shirley's direction.

"What the hell is this!" Of course Shirley didn't wait for these attackers to cause trouble. At the same time that the body of the first final missionary began to change, she whirled the chain and threw Agou It hit the enemy closest to her, and the opponent's tendons were broken by her. Although she didn't kill him on the spot, it also interrupted the process of mutation instantly. He was exhausted, and there was a sharper and more painful violent impulse in his head than before.

She even began to hear non-existent noises, and the muscles all over her body seemed to be gnawed by invisible sharp teeth. The pain was severe and violent, and every bundle of muscle fibers seemed to be leaving the body.

"These 'preachers' are lunatics who voluntarily embrace the subspace! Their words and figures are full of pollution!" A Gou's voice suddenly sounded in Shirley's mind, with unprecedented impatience, "Don't let them continue to push Force! You can smash whoever the bastard speaks! Don't meet their eyes, don't listen to their shouts!"

In the blink of an eye, a cold light suddenly appeared at the edge of Xue Li's field of vision. She wanted to dodge by instinct, but was still stabbed by a bone spur in her arm. When she hurriedly swung the chain to fight back, she felt that her hands and feet were heavier than before. Doubled, this time, the world in her eyes even began to appear black ghosts.

Another dying missionary took the opportunity to open his arms again, and prayed vicious words loudly: "You will be seriously injured..."

"boom!"

"Fuck NMD!" Shirley rounded the dog and smashed the crazy "preacher" who had mutated into a bony monster into the wall, and the next second, she suddenly felt a pang in her back. excruciating pain.

A bone spur like a spear came from a sinister corner and pierced deeply into her back. If it wasn't for the fact that her body has become as tough and durable as the deep demon in the "devil symbiosis" for many years, I'm afraid that this blow would kill her. Being pierced.

Shirley threw herself forward involuntarily, while Agou next to him suddenly blocked the attacker who wanted to pursue him, and opened his mouth to spit out a highly corrosive mixture of black inflammation and acid.

The attacker was temporarily forced back, but Shirley was in a very bad state. She leaned on a nearby wall to support her body, felt the blood continuously flowing down her back, and felt her muscles twitch uncontrollably.

The Preacher's contamination still played a role-although the resistance brought by the deep demon made her more able to tolerate this abnormal state than ordinary people, but due to the weakening and curse that she was caught off guard at the beginning, she can now It is obvious that my body is gradually... out of control.

The blood was boiling, the noise in her mind was louder and louder, and her muscles were twitching. She saw smoke coming out of the wound on her arm, and in the smoke, the cracked flesh not only did not heal, but was gradually growing. Ugly and disgusting granulation sprouted, and the blood coagulated and formed around the wound as if it had an independent life.

The wound on the back is probably in a similar state.

"...Fuck, it took so much effort to kill only three..."

Shirley spat blood to the side, grinning and chanting.

"It's not too bad," Agou grumbled from the side, the voice of this deep hound sounded a little sluggish - as Shirley's first barrier when she was polluted, it was affected by those final missionaries In fact, it's more serious, "These are priest-level ascetics, not the kind of mob who gather in the basement for meetings and are tricked into donating money... You fought with them, which is almost equivalent to storming a city church ...It’s not bad at all to change.”

"Fuck, a bunch of big adults surrounded and beat me, a harmless little girl, adults are really shameless," Shirley raised her head, her face was covered with blood, looking at the finalists who were gathering around her. Yan Taoists, there was only fierceness in their eyes, "Did I provoke you?"

There are still three finalist missionaries who are still standing. They have all turned into monsters with bones and flesh and blood at this moment. The tattered robes hang on their deformed and mutated bodies like shrouds, and they look more and more ugly in the dim light. Eerie.

Of course they didn't respond to Shirley, just like a hunter doesn't negotiate with his prey.

Shirley coughed up blood, looked up and looked around.

The battle in the room was very noisy, but so far it has not attracted the attention of the guards, let alone disturbed the neighbors. The window is still in the hazy state, and the street is also unusually quiet.

Apparently, the whole house was surrounded by some kind of "barrier", and the attackers were very well prepared before attacking.

The furniture was all destroyed.

Walls and pillars were also crumbling.

The only wardrobe was shattered by a certain aftermath of the battle, and the few clothes and the small drawer where the change was kept fell to the ground, soaked in blood and corroded by acid.

The most valuable oil lamp in the house was also knocked over, and the lampshade was shattered all over the floor.

"I'm just a few things, and I was smashed to pieces by you," Shirley finally couldn't support herself, and her body slowly slid to the floor, but she still raised her head, looking at the enemy who had raised a bone spur to her and was about to strike, " Bastard bastard, I will make your face bloody later..."

Bone spurs volley and stab down.

Then it slowed down in the blink of an eye, causing overlapping phantoms, and finally stopped in mid-air.

A green flame suddenly appeared in the room that was supposed to be completely covered by the barrier. Amidst the flames, a huge and ferocious skeleton bird circled and danced in mid-air, and a piercing and weird female voice came into Shirley's ears——

"Our soldiers are fighting the enemy... Teleportation successful!"

(It's time to push the book, this time it's "I Spread Faith in the Word Game" from the big goose who loves to watch snow, urban type, emmmmm... This is a two-way farming novel between word games and reality, The author is still one of the book friends, everyone can support it~)

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