Path of the Dead Prequel: Wings of Silver

Two months ago, when Lin Rui and I were still working at the Nashville theater, one night we suddenly talked about my long-missing old man, Madeleine, and this was the beginning of my thrilling journey. All I could think of at the time was the guinea pig Burdnadi, who had visited the crows after the disappearance of the Madeleine and offered to adopt me.

He had been a guest at Lyon's home several times before, and Sophie and I knew him very well. So when he stood in front of the T-shaped building and smoked a cigarette meaningfully, I yelled at him:

"Uncle Guinea Pig, take me away, I can't stay in this ghost place for a minute, I want to go home, I want to find my dad!"

Unfortunately, because he did not meet the conditions for adoption and the formalities were incomplete, he finally did not get his wish, and gave me his contact information before leaving, and said that if he encountered difficulties in life in the future, he could ask him for help. So I set out on a quest for the truth, but now he lives in the Caribbean Conch Republic, and says that Maderan has left me a Croatian house with the exact address and the lawyer's phone number in his backpack, in a storage warehouse in Vicksburg, unit number 0254.

On the way back to Tennessee, I pulled out my notebook and looked through it again, and it contained the names of all the people in his team. The girl in the car sneered that it was all the names of the characters in the novel, and I realized that Madelan was nothing but a pseudonym.

(From this chapter onwards, Uncle Guinea Pig and Madelan are similar in age, so they are referred to as Guinea Pigs.) ）

In 1972, if my father's date of birth had not been falsified, he would have been 33 years old, and the solemn guinea pig was slightly older, only 35 years old. This is a sign that he and Madelaine had been friends since then, and that the relationship between the two was extraordinary, and that the words that came out of his mouth instantly made me lose my way!

Leeann, who unexpectedly reunited with me aboard the Chimera, is actually Lady Broccoli, and is actually one of the Servant Knights of Emerald Blossom who is waiting on the Foggy Dragon's Tooth Island! All the information she gives is false.

The woman was also anxious when she heard this, and she refused to give in, and hurriedly shouted at me, the guinea pig gang is a hostile organization that came to steal peaches, and they are the ladder party thieves I used to mention in my mouth!

Listening to these quarrels that were not cleaned up and messy, I fell into a fog and didn't know what to do for a while. I had no idea about the '70s, I didn't know how they were related, and how I could tell if I was friend or foe, but now was not the right time to talk about it, because there was a giant skeleton with the characteristics of a black mamba that was chasing and biting my ass.

At this moment, a dazzling green light exploded behind him, and the entire forest burst into flames, including the cement floor in front of the venue, all of which were swallowed up by some kind of yin fire! I have seen them, it was in the battle of the bottom court of the ancient Yin Mansion of Luku, it is said that it can only be caused by throwing black iron dust powder into the water galaxy, but it can also be burned like this on ordinary roadbed, which is really breathtaking. The heat wave brought by the fire swept the burning branches and leaves into the air and swirled, and the seabirds that had already dreamed flapped their wings and fled.

Obviously, the invaders who stormed the Foggy Dragon's Tooth Island made perfect use of the excavation site of the first phase of Jinlunga, causing a series of serious damage, isolating the Bone Warrior and the Knights from the line of fire, and then running to Romeo Point to converge.

More than a dozen heads poked out from behind the construction site and were waving to me frequently, signaling to move closer to them and walk quickly. Because the black man who asked me to practice alone was not a subordinate at all, but a gray mist, and no matter what, he couldn't beat it. But even if the black mamba is walking, the speed is amazing, and no matter where I go, it will only harm others and not shake the situation.

"Now that the Golden Lunga has been ignited, the people of the Golden Staircase will not be able to get here until the fire is extinguished. The guinea pig looked fierce, stopped the crowd around him, and said, "We're not sure we can kill this gray mist, but we can try to trap him." Entangled in this kind of thing, no one can get to Romeo Point, let alone hope to get out of the Fog Dragon Tooth alive. "

In military deployments, it is customary to number prominent or important passes on the map with letters. For example, A is called Alpha, B is Betta, and so on. The so-called Romeo Point is also numbered, which does not mean that Juliet will stand there and embrace us warmly, its actual name is R Heights. It is located on the cliffs of the reef and has the advantage of natural southeasterly winds. All you need to do is get to this location, put on your gliding suit and jump off, and you'll be able to leave the land and soar into the sky in an instant.

Naturally, the black mamba listened to all of these words that were shouted at me, and no matter what it was thinking, it stopped and stood alone in the middle of the drizzle. The crowd was about half a mile away from Romeo Point, where it had been evacuated, and it had been less than ten minutes of walking, and two minutes of running on two legs, no matter how you looked at it, this mud puddle of the mountain would be filled with endless blood and mud and flesh, and there was no suspense.

But what secrets are hidden in this thing? No one knows the details. When the woman saw it stop in the clearing, she came slowly towards me, shouting as she went, "Don't fall for the divide, these men have been ordered to come and take the candlestick." Seeing this, the guinea pig immediately opened fire, forced it back again, and waved at me repeatedly, asking me if I was stupid in my head?

Confused by the noise, I decided not to listen to anyone, and made up my own mind. Hurriedly jumped sideways and walked towards the side of the building. I saw the crowd hovering around, one after another, took out a kind of enamel cup-like metal vessel from their arms, hung it on their chests, and began to shoot at it indiscriminately. But the thing didn't rush to pick me up, but decided to cut everyone off as an appetizer and eat my main meal at the end. So, the black mamba stood on his slender legs and threw himself at them in an extremely twisted manner!

When it rushed into the alley, a series of roars sounded in my ears, and I saw that the black body was shattered in the skyrocketing flames, and it rolled out for more than ten meters before it stopped in the mud. It was someone who was cooling his gun and shooting a hidden gas canister, not expecting to destroy him, but only trying to weaken it. How could the group of guinea pigs be tied up in vain, they took advantage of the black mamba to fight me on the roof of the building, and had already set up a killing array around the construction site, ready for the evacuation, just waiting for it to break in.

Before the thing could stand firm, the engineering demolition truck rumbled, and a large iron ball was thrown over with the help of centrifugal force. With the black mamba's astonishing nerve reflexes, it was easy to dodge it, but there was a sound of a sea of fine metal crashing from all around, which suddenly made the thing lose its soul, it was like its eyes were blindfolded, and it couldn't tell the difference between east and west, and when it came back to its senses, it was smashed into the reinforced concrete along with the ram.

Seeing that it was trapped, the crowd came out of various corners and slowly walked towards it with guns raised. Tons of bullets smashed the entire wall like a hornet's nest, and the puffy white ash obscured everything and reduced visibility to zero. I was about to shout at them not to be tricked, but this group of experienced people immediately shrank back when they saw the sweetness.

This style of play is a difficult pack tactic, or wasp harassment. The purpose is to provoke you, you chase them back, you retreat from them, and make people not at peace for a moment. Eventually, you lose your cool and become misjudged, and you are left with nothing left to be slaughtered.

With a long goo, the rope began to pull, and the ram slowly slid out of the concrete pit, carrying with it a large cloud of bloody mud stuck to the wall. The Black Mamba was not so short-lived, it escaped through the dust and mist, but it was only injured.

"Now that the strategy has been achieved, that guy who drilled the engineering truck, you should quit quickly. I greeted the boxcar resting in the corner, and was about to tell this person how powerful the black mamba was, and then I looked closely, that kid was also a good person, and he didn't know where to go. And just as I turned to continue deeper into the broken building, something dangled in mid-air in front of the second-floor window frame. It was hung by the iron hook of the crane, and its chest was like a grenade buried in a big hole, and it had already died of exhaustion.

This young man is the driver who was alive and well a few seconds ago, hiding in the car and taking advantage of the chaos to sneak attack that. In the blink of an eye, it was a bloody corpse, and it didn't even have time to scream.

"It's still two minutes, and in that time, if anyone can get out of this construction site, you win. A ghostly, cold-blooded smirk echoed around me, and I followed my writhing head everywhere until I saw the black mamba standing on the roof of the building opposite, the smoke between the claws still not extinguished. Behind it was the silver moon, and his tone was as piercing as the cold wind shuttling through the floor, saying, "This is my greatest kindness." "

"Damn, I don't play anymore, I'm making extra money, and I don't even know when my head is moving. A nervous breakdown boy came out of the alley on the left, trembling like a plague chicken, dropping his rifle at his feet, and shouting at the thing, "Is it okay to quit now?" "

The Black Mamba poked out the giraffe's head and glanced at it for a moment, still standing silent. When the man saw that it had no intention of pounced, he spread out and ran wildly. A phrase rings in my ears, and it is Miriyer's famous saying: Young people are used to consume, and it seems to be true. What a stupid young man, how could the old demon be moved so easily? This shows that he wants to establish his authority, slaughter this person fiercely, first break down everyone's psychological defense, and then slowly figure it out. As I poked my head out and shouted back to him, the black mamba made a silent gesture to me, and the pairs of hoods on the spikes stared at me, as if curious what I was anxious about.

Can I not be in a hurry? These people are also more proficient in crooked ways than I am, and one more person means more strength. Of course, these are all high-sounding rhetoric, and how can I be so fraternal? If they run away, they will not be able to serve as a meat shield for me. However, I had a hunch that the old demon would put me last, and that he wanted me to see all hope dashed.

As I expected, the young man fell silently to the ground as he was about to break through the huge black shadow of the complex, his head disappearing out of thin air, and the blood spurted out of the cavity, and soon stained a large patch of mud. During this period, the old demon never moved half an inch from beginning to end, and always looked at me with a smile affectionately.

The spectators scattered around are not only creepy, but no one can see through what this guy's hidden secret is. But seeing that the black mamba was always staring at me and not killing, they ran to try their luck, and soon the crowd gathered in the two units on the left and right. I could only hear a voice shouting from below, it was a guinea pig, and he was also in shock, and was poking out half of his head to ask me where the stairs were.

"Crashed your skull? I've shouted so many times, what are you thinking, why does it let you go so often?"

"Because this black mamba misunderstands me for Theodore, it may be his boss who takes care of me, so he must be very courteous to me. I scratched my head, confused, and replied, "They were two people, and there was an invisible accomplice." "

"Is that your buddy? where is he now? Why didn't he come to the rescue?" asked the guinea pig anxiously. Obviously, he didn't know that it was an equally bloodthirsty old demon, maybe in '72, they had just begun to steal chickens and dogs, and they didn't know about the Lukugu clan.

In the middle of the conversation, the roof of the opposite building suddenly became empty, and the ghost thing quietly appeared on the ground floor of the next unit. When the gunmen were shocked when they saw the old demon coming by themselves, they hurriedly fled to the third floor, intending to climb the board and come to me. The guinea pig was also in a big mess, hurriedly raised his gun and pulled the trigger at the black mamba, I don't know if it was too frightened, or it was already timid, but it didn't hit the target, and let the other party chase those unlucky people with steady steps.

Soon, several gunners were running for their lives on the footboard, and the old demon stepped forward and stepped on it, and the aerial walkway suddenly became a seesaw, and they couldn't hold their balance, and fell towards the black mamba, and immediately their eyes burst out in pain.

"Even if you jump off the building, don't be caught by it, that kind of pain is worse than being melted to death by sulfuric acid!" Seeing that the three of them were about to turn into ghosts, I hurriedly lifted my Mac10 and shot out at the old demon. Hearing the gunshots, the people below also began to lose control of their fingers and shoot at the target. The thing was a little untenable, and with a twist of the stump-like strange legs, the three of them fell down with the board. I probed to see what was going on with them, and it just so happened that a big fleshy head came to me and landed firmly between my crotch.

At the same time that the two of them fell, the three people next door fell to the bottom of the building, and the two of them died on the spot when they were stuck in the steel bars, and the other rolled between the broken bricks, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Seeing that in the blink of an eye, six able-bodied companions died, and the guinea pig screamed in horror and tried to flee. I hurriedly waved at him, jumped from the second floor, grabbed him by the collar of his coat, and rushed towards the dug sewage hole. I don't know if it was because when a person was dying, it felt like a few seconds had become very long, or if my consciousness had surpassed the reaction, I suddenly remembered the fragments of Lin Rui's description of the Thunder Urn battle in the past, and I couldn't help but think about it.

"Because I don't know how that witch, that is, your wife of another time and space line, Freesia, managed to smash Lao Fan's head, we could only choose to run away at that time, so as to attract her to pursue her, and then use the urn door to lock it. Although it was cleverly arranged, it still didn't work in the end. "

I grabbed the guinea pig and ran without saying a word. Although the other five people did not know why, they also climbed out of the window and followed closely, and soon came to the sewage hole. Although it is nominally called a hole, it is actually a large sewage pipe, which is completely a sewer.

"In such a narrow underground, there is not even a room to move and dodge, if your strategy fails, we will all die without a place to be buried!" The guinea pig grabbed me by the collar in annoyance, and when he saw the black mamba leap from the sky, he was so frightened that he fell headlong.

My strategy is actually similar to Lei Yin's blocking tactics. The sewage hole is composed of complex pipes, and in order to facilitate the cleaning of sections by section, it will set up a confined space at intervals of more than 10 meters, just like a house. Each area has specially designed iron gates, which are sturdy and impermeable, and once the two ends and two brains are locked, people are trapped in them. I've been calculating the effective range of the black mamba, which produces severe pain within five meters, exponentially increasing every meter closer to it.

What I can find out is that this guy doesn't know what kind of demon method he used to conjure up two selves. One is the visible black mamba, which is weak in its own aggression, and in addition to resisting the beating, it can only cause severe pain that is more painful than death. And the latter is a thing that can't be seen or touched, and the body is like air, which is super lethal. At least four of the previous brothers were killed by him. Moreover, the two selves cannot be merged into one, and always maintain a certain distance, ranging from tens of meters to eight meters.

So let's assume that it is already in the pipe at the moment, and when the iron door in front of it is locked, the person can run down the next section, then the person who is lying in ambush behind can quickly lock the other door, so that the black mamba can be separated from the other thing, and put it in the box in sections; what if it fails? But we are not afraid, because the sewage hole is a circulating pipe with different angles, and if we keep trying, we will always find an opportunity; if we take another 10,000 steps, what if we can't find an opportunity or trap it? It doesn't matter, because it is enough to exhaust the agreed time.

In the resolute gaze of this man, I sensed that he was full of a great sense of honor, and that he was essentially the same kind as Theodore, and that he would not go back on his word. Even if this gamble goes against his boss's will, this guy will follow through.