Path of the Dead Prequel: Wings of Silver

The dark fog swooped down from the sky like a meteor catching the moon, instantly smashing the iron-hard volcanic reef into a fist-sized crater. The widow and I were swept away by this sudden attack, and our bodies lost our balance and fell to the ground, and our bodies were scattered everywhere. The headlamp turned a few spins in the rocks, reflecting the range of more than ten meters in front of me, because the light was too strong, the flat stone surface became miserable green and bright, and the shadow part was extremely dark.

In this bright light, I could no longer tell whether it was a pit or a dark shadow, and I was watching for it, and my own shadow was like an overturned bucket, converging towards the darkness, and soon collided with it. I knew something was wrong, and instinctively tried to get up and run, but I felt like my legs were stuck in the mud and I couldn't do anything at all. Just as I was about to raise my voice, an even more strange scene followed, my figure was quickly pulled away from my feet, merging with the shadow, and instantly more than doubled in size!

The difference between people and ghosts is that there is a shadow, and now no matter how I wave my hands and swing my legs, I can't find it at all, I live like a ghost, and then I began to panic. Gradually, the darkness changed a little, it flattened, and then began to spread in all directions. After a short time, a human figure with a cloak of hair appeared, slowly sitting up from the rubble as his arms and elbows were raised, and his body was only one-third of the thickness of an ordinary person, like a picture!

"Oh my God, this is a living hell!" "Whether anyone has seen a ghost or not, when such a strange thing suddenly appeared in front of me, I felt my heart be choked by an invisible hand, my breath began to be disordered, and a fear that I had never experienced before hit my whole body!

"Is this finally here? Is this the so-called sheep?" the widow clenched her fists and said with a solemn face, "I really want to see what it will be like for a half-demon body to compete with the evil of the earth!"

"Then you should go! This thing is three meters away from me, and you are hiding so far away! Who wouldn't stand and talk about the wind and cool things!" I was at a loss and yelled at her, "What should I do now?

"There's only one thing that can restrain it, and that's the man who murdered it, or the murder weapon! But you said it seemed to have died in a mining accident. "

"I don't know if it died of suffocation or murder, didn't you say you'd protect us?"

"That's to Miss Cosita, and I didn't mean you. You have been chasing women much older than you all day long, and who knows what Ann's sinister intentions are! I think it's just for money!" said the widow, shocked, as if she had thought of something, and asked, "What does this sheep look like on the front? Is it the Ligia?"

"What? You mean it's positive? But this thing is facing away from me! You misunderstood, how can I be so despicable!".

"Shut up!" a hint of imperceptible horror rose over the widow's face, and she involuntarily began to retreat. A few days later, when I talked to Lin Rui about this, he told me about a past incident that happened during the battle of the Lei Yin Urn, when the little old man mentioned that he went hunting birds with people when he was young, and he had also seen this kind of thing that looked at it from any direction and was full of backs, it was really a ghost!

The figure standing stiffly shuddered at the mention of Ingram and turned to its side! The strange shadow was really back, backward, left, right, and back! It seemed to let out a sinister laugh, and suddenly spread its girl, and slammed into me like lightning!

"It turned out to be a bait! It wasn't artificially smashed, you get up for the old lady!" The widow looked around, and suddenly shouted at me, "Throw the fairy Tianjing, move quickly!"

At the same time as she shouted, the figure had already pounced in front of me, I hurriedly wrapped my wrist around the strap of the backpack and put it above my head, and followed the butt of the jerk rifle to smash it according to the thing, only to hear a few pops, poofs, like a hammer slapped close to the dough, the sheep's head was broken out of three large holes, and the pitch-black head skyrocketed several times at once, becoming a frying pan, and the scene was simply extremely weird.

Seeing that he was blocked by the tactical backpack, this demon took advantage of the big gap of my throwing fairy Tianjing, and reached out of his pubic claws to his chest, turning into smoke and dust and submerging into my body. It was meant to go to my heart, and at the same time there was a force in my body that entangled with it, pushing it out one second, thrusting it in the next, back and forth. As for my reaction, it was like an electric shock, aching and sluggish, its movements becoming intermittent in front of my eyes, and gradually falling into dream-like consciousness.

Suddenly, the thing let out a long howl, and suddenly threw me to the side, like a gust of wind that began to hit the widow. I realized why Luna was mentioning Tianjing. When I first saw this stone, there was a puddle of crystals scattered a few meters away, which was instantly crushed by an unimaginable strange force, but around it, there was no deep pit in the depression. And when the sheep hit us, it also smashed a deep pit, but in fact it did not destroy the stone face, it was a kind of virtual image. I had let the widow run away holding hands, but after it forcibly separated me, the old demon came closer to me between the two of us. Obviously, there is something that attracts it, and most of it is Tianjing.

In my natural instinct, I should have chased after Luna after escaping, but for some reason, I was overwhelmed by fear, and I got up and started running wildly, just thinking about leaving this hellish place immediately. Over time, I found that this fear was experienced, that is, when two carrion corpses, a man and a woman, sat and chatted in the nightmare, I didn't even dare to look up, my hands and feet were weak, and I was sweating.

Yes, this fear has no cause, it is the simplest fear, it comes from the heart. It resembles a rapidly expanding malignant tumor, taking up the entire body in less than a minute. I didn't dare to look back, I just ran wildly, and the cold wind whistled like a blade next to my ears!

I don't know that the wind is blowing under my feet, but the roar behind me is better than the louder, mixed with some kind of strange cry that seems to be crying but not crying, and the sheep and the widow seem to be fighting for me, chasing the footsteps. I couldn't understand it, even if I was afraid, I still turned my face to look, and the first thing that appeared in my eyes was a flying sickle thrown down from the sky, which was coming towards my heavenly spirit cover! I was so shocked that a Buddha ascended to heaven and a Buddha Nirvana, and I hurriedly raised my rifle to go to the grid, but it was also a virtual image, which penetrated straight through my body and penetrated deep behind my back!

I only heard a few sharp sounds, and the flying sickle seemed to open a scoop for watermelon, and countless popcorn-like brilliant pieces of gold spun out, and the sharp crystal chips cut my face full of blood! Only then did I see that I was running wildly at the right time, but my body was retreating, and I was unconsciously interspersed between the widow and the sheep. The ghost thing was slashed to pieces by the raging widow, turning into a demonic mist and disappearing in place. Leaning over and picking up the debris on the ground, it was the fairy Tianjing! This old woman was cursing Krys not long ago, and now she has personally directed a peerless gem worth hundreds of millions of dollars to pieces!

What the hell happened? I looked at Luna in surprise, wanting to ask her how the battle was going. But the old woman looked left and right in horror, the corners of her mouth twitched, and her hideous face was swept away, like a little girl who had been subjected to domestic violence.

"It's coming!" she screamed, leaping eight feet high in the air, and as soon as her feet touched the ground, she ran desperately. As I stood there and looked confused, I felt a madman's wild laughter roaring from the other side of the volcanic tidal flats, as fast as a locomotive with full power, rushing in front of me in the blink of an eye! The sturdy stab-proof suit was instantly cut open by a strange force, and the sand that had been spilled between the placket of the shirt fluttered and spilled. Soon, the sound of wild laughter swooped in on the other side, and the sheep disappeared from the sound, as if they were running a track without boundaries. I was pumped by the strong wind three times before I could barely stand on my feet, only to feel a strange pain in my abdomen, and when I looked down, my sweatshirt had already been torn into rags, and blood beads were splashing out like a fountain of nutritious fat threads!

"Ouch fuck, dare to love this pretty Ligia and start playing yin!" I couldn't bear this burning pain anymore, and the whole person fell to my knees, and just wanted to fight it head-on, the strange laughter flew from behind me again! At this moment, I knew that my limit had arrived!

A white light close to the explosion of an atomic bomb rose and exploded in place when it met the cigarette holder I was holding. I was pushed more than ten meters away by this wave of air, and there was a yin fire burning all over my body! The widow was huddled in the stone ruins and shivering, and when she saw me rolling towards her, she hurriedly jumped out, and without this meat pad, I landed hard and almost broke two front teeth!

"I'm also your friend, and I treat my own people like this?" I scolded angrily in her direction, ignoring my fear.

"You, don't lean in!" the hostess waved at me and stammered, "I know, I know, probably, what it is!"

How could the sheep allow me to check with her slowly, she was already chasing after her with a gust of demonic wind! I soaked five sharp peppers in one breath and threw them into pieces, and the whole person was trapped in the psychedelic gas. In this spicy and sour mist, people were dizzy with smoke, and I closed my eyes and dumped the loose bullets in my rifle in my hand, and I was once again engulfed in the flames of the fire!

The lantern widow who experienced the tragic battle of the thunder urn was transformed into a half-demon because she devoured one of the five keys, and even though her heart was taken out by the last descendant shortly afterward, her fear of the thunderbird was copied into her genes! It is said that the ghoul was put in a glass bubble, which is worse than a human being who unfortunately fell into the sulfuric acid pool, and as long as she has tasted it, she does not want to experience it again in this life! Compared with the half-demon physique, the reaction of the sheep is not so great, and the effect of the thunderbird is mediocre, so it can only make it unreliable for a short time, and it cannot play a fundamental role!

If I continue at this rate, I'll soon run out of ammo, and there's nothing I can do about this '50s ghost. Now, the only thing I can think of is to quickly flee back to the mirror lamp, where there are still backpacks left by the rams, so that they can replenish ammunition in time to continue the stubborn resistance, and that's probably all there is to it. I really can't do it, I can only blow the eagle, let the rabbit who stays outside make a prompt, escape to go out to catch his breath, and then try to fight it!

Although the imagination is happy, but the reality is very skinny, the ammunition is consumed much faster than I imagined, and between the Susu, I only have a pistol left to defend myself, and the armed belt and rifle have become a burden and all the burdens are thrown aside. I pierced the tongue with a knife, and then turned it down, cutting the tip of my tongue into a snake letter, trying to force out the shackles of cat blood that had saved me many times, but the result was disappointment and disappointment!

Damn it, the lantern widow was originally the thug of the son of the world, and it was the old lady's business to fight to the death, but now she looks like a white play, and I have become her meat shield! Is there still a heavenly principle? Is there still a royal law? Seeing that he had become a bloody man in an instant, and his arms were covered with burning bubbles and hematomas, he obviously no longer had any illusions of being able to cure it, so he took a breath of relief and decided to lead the way and let Luna take over the situation. In short, I must retreat, and if I don't go quickly, I will be entangled in the vortex, and there is nothing else to think about.

Seeing the cloaked head coming straight to the door in front of me, I filled up the blood on the tip of my tongue, mixed with thick phlegm and spit it out, and the old demon was terrified, as if I was being pulled by an invisible rope, and was suddenly dragged back to the root of the Great Rift Valley. I rolled my hands and feet behind Luna's back, shivering. I was about to stretch out my hand to push her to meet it, but my weak wrist was caught, and a trace of cunning flashed in the eyes of the old lady, and I ran in a certain direction without a loud voice!

I was confused by her demeanor, what was she for? Seeing that I was getting farther and farther away from the pile of mirrors, I began to struggle desperately, and asked her in a loud voice if her head had been broken by the troll? The hostess grimaced, and pointed her hand upwards for me to look.

"It's pitch black, I'm not a half-demon who can see anything? The fight is all on Lao Tzu, you have rested enough, let go!".

"yes, I forgot about it. She gave me a hideous grin, still pointing to the air, and whispered, "Above our heads, there are seven Yin Circles floating in from nowhere, since they are all similar demon spirits, maybe they can entangle Ligia for us and buy some precious time." In fact, no matter what big game they are going to play, we must set wildfire to burn the bones of the mountain hunter and force them back to reality!

"You just dragged me out of the toilet and kicked me into the dung pit!" "Whether it's a sheep or a yin, it's very tricky, and let's not talk about those untechnical, which one is strong and which one is not, if Ligia is not fooled at all, our behavior is self-defeating! If you exclude chance, if one or two families are close comrades-in-arms, what do you say?

However, I'm afraid I won't be able to take the regret medicine, and since she twisted her hand and ran wildly, the steering wheel was in the hostess's hand. The situation is a little beyond my imagination, and the sheep may be a very stupid thing, and it finds us fleeing farther and farther, and begins to scream and chase after us! At the same time, the yin overhead is also staring at us, and you, me, and him are all rushing in one direction, and this hodgepodge will not succeed. Soon, Ligia jumped into the eagle pile like a phoenix, or a hare jumped into the rat's nest, in short, either description is true, these two groups of demon spirits instantly turned the sky, huddled together and fought, not letting each other go!

Seeing that the conspiracy had been accomplished, the widow walked with me towards the skeleton of the mountain hunt, and at the same time told the true meaning of less than a minute.

The reason why I was not disturbed by the demon tornado was because I was pierced with elephant tendons, which can only strip people of the five senses for a short time, and the principle is like the fact that the demon women will soon be extremely exhausted after becoming extremely violent. If my own feelings returned, they would have multiplied a hundredfold compared to before, and by that time I would have been absolutely scared to the point of insanity. And this kind of thing, but can not be used again, it needs a vacuum period, the widows are a few hours, ordinary people are half a day, this is the reason why she is in a hurry to set fire.

When I saw her dragging the gasoline barrel on the side to pour it, I shouted in time to stop, it turned out that the previous time Soul Scythe and others did the same, but they played themselves in a different world, which obviously didn't work. This kind of plant will explode if you burn it with fire, and it is a fog-like thing that will only spread more and more. I've endured this pile of scorched bones for a long time, and I've long wanted to fight for a life to trample on it, but I can't be rash, and under that kind of venting, it will only make the situation more and more serious.

"Then what do you say, how should I burn the ritual?" she threw the gasoline drum at my feet in a fit of rage, intending to pick it all out. Seeing that I was calm, I couldn't help but turn my face sideways and ask, "Do you have a countermeasure?"

I smiled and pointed to a pile of backpacks a few dozen meters away. It is not difficult to completely smooth out the bones, but you must not pour oil on them. The only way to burn it into charcoal without letting it rise is to quickly drain the air from the area while burning. How could an old woman who made a living in a country tavern understand such a thing? It must be done by a person with strong hands-on ability and basic knowledge of physics. Now in this vortex, only I have a plan for it.

In order to verify whether the method is feasible, we picked out a pile of charred yellow skeletons scattered for experiments. I placed two glass bubbles on either end of the bone, and then placed four more on the perimeter, and then invited the widow to retreat a hundred meters away and pick up the Ar-15 Upper Foot Thunderbolt. With the bullet out of the chamber, the thunderbird was shot steadily and accurately, and the swirling fragments shattered a glass bubble diagonally, illuminating the pile of corpses, and the compressed gas ignited when it caught fire, and immediately exploded the four outer ones. You can imagine the situation.