Deep Sea Embers

Chapter 197
In fact, Fan Na didn't immediately recognize the origin of the figure that suddenly appeared in front of her, because the other person's whole body was covered by a long black trench coat and a big black umbrella, and her own consciousness was suddenly pierced through the curtain. And suffered a brief shock, so that he lost his former sharpness.

But when the monster made a hoarse and low noise, when the other party's dirty and profane breath was revealed, and when the polluted and corrupt outline was revealed between its raised hands, she recognized it.

Heresy, heresy of the sun.

That would be simple—Vanna likes simple things.

The heavy alloy giant sword screamed terrifyingly in the air, and the sacred lantern dispelled the unclean atmosphere in the air. Fanna's leaping figure was like a huge wave, and when she fell, the blow immediately It really brought the power of the huge waves crashing - tons of sea water gathered in one sword, the sun heresy holding the umbrella obviously didn't expect the opponent to be so decisive, so that he lost the opportunity to dodge, just Able to hold up the black umbrella in haste to resist.

Then, like a boat broken by a huge wave, it was split into two pieces from the middle, including people and umbrellas.

The dregs of the child were split into two and flew to the distance, the dirty and profane flesh and blood splashed all the way, and the big umbrella made of strong alloy was also split into two halves, and fell to the ground with the sound of metal collisions. Tiny blue sparks burst out continuously from the broken part of the umbrella handle, and scattered crystals cracked from its skeleton, and the fine brilliance flowed quickly from it.

Fan Na stepped on the parts that fell to the ground, but her eyes had already noticed that the flesh and blood cut off by herself not far away had begun to squirm, regenerate and gather. It didn't take long. The tall and thin figure appeared in the sea of ​​flames again, this time without the obstruction of the black umbrella, the ugly true face of this blasphemy was clearly presented in Fanna's vision.

Its head is like a blooming flower of flesh and blood, and its body is composed of countless twisted and tangled tentacles. At this moment, the flower of flesh and blood is roaring angrily and sternly. The sound is enough to make ordinary people faint on the spot, but it makes Fan Na smile meaning.

Regenerative powers don't equal invulnerability, the thing is weak, and it looks pretty miserable without the protection of that weird black umbrella.

The young judge casually pinned the lantern on his waist, adjusted his sword posture, and strode towards the monster with both hands holding the sword, but suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a momentary distortion of the flame beside a bookshelf.

Years of combat experience and dangerous intuition made her stop abruptly and turn around. In the next second, a curled tentacles appeared in the distorted flames, and another piece of red-burned steel plate was caught by the tentacles. The wrist rolled up, and it roared towards her like a cannonball!

At the same time, the sun heresy who had just completed its regeneration also suddenly turned into a black shadow and attacked from the side. Its body rushed to Fan Na's side several meters in a short light and shadow transition, and two fleshy whips shot from its hands. It was thrown out, and rolled towards Fan Na's neck and back at the same time.

Fan Na clicked her tongue, turned around and raised her sword, and threw the huge sword directly at the sneak attacking Sun Heretic as a huge throwing spear. It was nailed to the wall more than ten meters away, and at the same time, the scorching steel plate also flew in front of Fanna—she raised her hand to block it, and the red steel stopped as if hitting a mountain. Where he held it, there was chichi hot air between the steel and the flesh, and the metal was twisted and rolled up visibly by the naked eye.

"It seems that you guys are messing around." As if she didn't feel any pain, Fan Na tore the piece of steel in half and threw it aside. Pulling with all his strength, he directly brought the remnant of the Son of the Sun who was wriggling and roaring frantically back to his master.

With a flick of her right hand, Fan Na threw the monster nailed to the sword to the ground, left the rapidly regenerating monster and walked forward without looking back, leaving only one sentence: "You regenerate here first, I will purify your associates."

The group of creeping flesh and blood that was pierced by the giant sword and lost the protection of the black umbrella roared crazily, as if uttering extremely profane and angry subspace swearing, but Fan Na had already calculated the regeneration speed of this thing in her mind, and knew that this thing was suffering once. After being severely injured and losing the protection of the black umbrella, the recovery speed has been greatly reduced, so he strode towards the burning bookshelf not far away without paying attention - another figure has already walked out of the flames, that is the second sun heresy.

This guy was the one who threw the steel plate just now.

Looking at the judge who was striding towards him, the tall and thin black figure uttered a series of vague and deep murmurs. Amidst the disgusting and sticky wriggling of its limbs, tentacles extended from its "coat". out.

"Fear, anger, confusion... It seems that you also have emotional reactions, not just a group of 'split bodies' lacking a complete mind as many people think," Fan Na walked forward, while guarding whether there were any more people around. Many sneak attackers said calmly—she is not a person who talks a lot of nonsense, but in the face of the profane murmurs and roars of this chaotic monster, the rational voice of the clergyman is actually an effective counter weapon, "Sun The remnants of the heir...Since you are here, it means that there is at least one heir of the sun who is the main body hidden nearby...Where is it? In the depths of the sea of ​​fire? Outside the church? Or..."

The monster attacked, and a shadow jumped up from its side, and slapped Vanna's neck fiercely.

Fan Na turned sideways slightly, and casually grabbed the tough and bony spur-ridden tentacle, followed by a quick shake of the wrist.

"...in the fire of 1889? In the chapel in 1885?"

The tentacle in Fan Na's hand exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and then the exploding blood mist quickly passed along the tentacle to the monster not far away, until the whole tentacle was covered with a third of the monster. The power of the shock was completely dissipated after the body exploded suddenly, and the next second, Fan Na had charged behind the monster, raised her giant sword high, and then hit the monster sideways like a swinging club. Location.

With a loud bang, the monster's roar stopped abruptly, and it flew into the distance like a mass of dirty meat, landing near the remnants of the first child of the sun.

And the residue of the first offspring was just about to end its regeneration at this time, and the tall and thin figure could be vaguely seen in the squirming flesh and blood, as well as the simulated "black coat" that should be some kind of protective shell in essence. .

Fan Na came in front of the two attackers, looking down at the two monsters from a high position.

"Although I don't know why the black sun can be mixed into the pollution of history, and I don't know what surprises the 'ontology' behind you has prepared for me, but there is one thing that is true.

"I will fight to the end here to see if you are really endless—either I will fight out from here, or... I have proved my loyalty and righteousness to the goddess."

The giant sword was raised, followed by...

Continuous and detailed chopping.

Fan Na's thinking is extremely simple - the children of the sun have a powerful regeneration ability, but no matter how powerful the regeneration is, it does not mean that they are invincible. As long as their recovery is consuming, then it is not a problem to solve it.

It’s fine to chop it finely to make saozi, if not…cut it twice.

……

Shirley opened her eyes and saw the still unfamiliar ceiling and the sunlight streaming in through the nearby windows.

The bed under him was comfortable, and the quilt on his body smelled fresh and dry—a dryness that is hard to come by in a slum, because the oldest pipes and stagnant sewers converge in those sewer alleys, where the air is It is always damp and smelly, and the quilt can only be dried for three days to fully soak the smell of the sewer into the fabric and cotton wool.

Shirley lay quietly, the overly comfortable touch made her even reluctant to turn over, but in the end she propped herself up with her hands and looked around.

Nina was no longer in the room, and judging from the sunlight outside the window... it might be almost noon now.

"Agou..." Shirley called softly, "How long have I been asleep?"

Agou’s voice immediately sounded from the bottom of her heart: “It’s at least 10:30 now, maybe eleven o’clock—you fell asleep on the bed after eating and taking a shower yesterday, and fell asleep for at least twelve hours… It's normal, it consumes a lot."

Shirley was still a little dazed, what happened yesterday was floating in her mind like a dream, it took her a long time to sort out her memories, and confirmed which ones really happened and which ones were in the process of falling asleep Bizarre dreams.

Then she raised her head and looked towards the corner of the room.

A simple little box was quietly placed there.

Ah, that's all about her in the past ten years...all about her and Agou.

"We really... moved here," Shirley muttered to herself, "Ah Gou, it's like a dream."

"Stop talking, I'm in a panic now, Mr. Duncan is cooking in the kitchen, I can't even imagine what I'll see on the dining table later..."

"Agou, why do you have such a big opinion on the food here? You've talked about it more than once..."

"Fuck, don't ask..."

Hearing Agou's complaint, Shirley suddenly laughed.

It's sunny today.

(End of this chapter)