Extraordinary pedigree

Albion·20km level.

District Three.

The divided third battlefield.

The neighborhood that was once bustling, full of life and vitality is now a scene of ruins.

Signs of destruction are everywhere, with ruins scattered on the ground, rubble and debris scattered into a broken puzzle, and the walls of houses collapsed, leaving only fragmented remains, unrecognizable from their former form.

Black smoke lingered over the ruins, filled with a strong burning smell. As the flames engulfed the house, it turned into a piece of scorched earth. The burning flames licked the remaining buildings, and the blazing light illuminated the entire ruins, making it dazzling and desolate. .

The roads on the streets have been destroyed beyond recognition, and the cracked ground reveals bottomless cracks, like a hideous wound. Broken pipes spurt out sewage, forming dirty rivers flowing in the ruins.

Plop~

A headless corpse flashing with electronic sparks fell in front of a young man with blond hair and golden eyes. In his right hand, the blond young man was holding a head of a structure that was also flashing with electric sparks.

Around the blond young man, structural corpses were scattered in every corner of the block. Their bodies were broken into pieces, and the fragments were scattered on the ground, shining with cold metallic light. Broken parts and twisted mechanical structures were exposed, forming a desolate and horrifying scene. Electronic sparks flickered on the corpse, and a magical light danced in the darkness.

"The last one."

Xia Xiu, who was wearing a [Kaomoji mask], slowly lifted up the still active mechanical head in his hand. As he lifted it up, his right hand began to be covered in bloody steam.

"You should have uploaded the battle data to the [Round Table Memory Center] section. Maybe the engineering section of [Section Thirteen] is looking at me."

Xia Xiu turned his head upside down and let the mechanical eye on it point at himself. His action was as if what he was holding was not a head, but a camera for taking selfies, and he was focusing the camera and using it. It can take pictures of itself more clearly.

"Hello everyone."

The blond young man's warm and brilliant laughter came out from behind the mask, and the expression on his mask looked like this at this time:

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After saying hello, the blood-colored steam on the right hand holding the head expanded to an extreme, and then the terrifying blood-colored steam turned into an astonishing wave.

[Blood Fighting Technique·Strong Skull Crushing! ]

Peng!

The mechanical head in the blond young man's hand was crushed into pieces.

After doing all this, Xia Xiu looked up at the ruins of the Third District. The people here had torn apart the cheap goods created through the [Big Magic Circuit] long after he bombed the Dennis Theater. The teleportation scroll was transferred to [Tide Shelter].

Looking at the burning neighborhood, Xia Xiu subconsciously pressed the [Kaomoji Mask] on his face, then turned his head nonchalantly and looked elsewhere.

The people who blew up this place were Dennis Circus' temporary hired performer 'Kid' and several other weirdos wearing masks, but they had nothing to do with him.

"By now, Broly and Turs should have been resolved, and Lando El-Melloi should also start his performance according to the script I envisioned..."

Thinking of this, the golden eyes of the blond young man revealed an inexplicable meaning.

"Truth can disorient people and lose its original meaning. This has happened in the past and it still does now."

*********

Another collapsed street corner in the Third District.

The second divided battlefield.

"Cough cough cough...monster,...don't...don't come..."

In the daytime, the old-looking Cappadocia Ruskin was struggling painfully on the ground, with many sharp wooden thorns stuck in his chest. Those wooden thorns were like devil's claws, penetrating his skin and digging deeply into his chest.

Blood dripped down the surface of the wooden thorns, like a bright red waterfall, outlining a frightening picture.

At this moment, Ruskin only felt a suffocating pain coming from his internal organs. Every breath brought him severe pain. His body was constantly spasming due to fear and pain, and his eyes were filled with endless pain. and despair.

In front of him, the berserker who resisted the "Puncture Fortress" was walking towards him with wounds all over his body. At the same time, the other party was slowly pulling out the cross spear that penetrated his abdomen - that was the last core blood energy of the vampire burning. His strongest blow was also his last counterattack.

Ruskin originally thought that one blow would kill the terrifying beast on the other side. However, his desperate struggle and the huge wounds he caused to the other side were like stimulating hormones, making the beast in front of him even more excited.

In that moment.

The destruction and killing in the berserker's heart reached its peak, and a roar full of madness and excitement echoed throughout the neighborhood. When the vampire heard this roar, he instantly fell into madness.

Subsequently, the vampire and the berserker had the most simple and wild battle among beasts.

[Master Incarnation] and [Soul] sway all their spirituality, distort the benchmark of reality, collide with each other, and never stop.

Only when the spirituality of one completely devours the spirituality of the other, and the distortion of one devours the distortion of the other, will they stop colliding.

Berserkers and vampires are like two instinctive beasts, fighting and fighting together.

Kill and shed blood!

The two were dominated by pure murderous intent, and under the [Beowulf's Oath], they began the most brutal fight to the death.

Finally, when Ruskin recovered from his wild madness, he had become an old man with a desolate appearance.

The wooden thorns were tightly fixed in his chest, making it impossible for him to escape this torture. The light of day shone on the pale skin, burning their bodies and souls like fire.

And he couldn't help but utter the words he just said to the beast coming towards him.

The fierce fighting just now has pleased the purest and crazy destructive desire in Broly's heart. Although his expression at the moment looks terrifying and abnormal, compared with the pure beast-like posture before, his current appearance is undoubtedly good. Too much.

Broly, who was holding the [Cross Execution], had now arrived in front of the struggling Cappadocia Raskin. He looked down at his enemy from a high position.

Unlike any previous enemy, although Cappadocia Ruskin also maintained resistance in the face of death, the resistance of the other party was so fierce, and he was so resistant to the disappearance of life.

"I...can't die yet..."

Ruskin's originally clear vision was gradually shrouded in a layer of mist, and the outline of the scenery gradually became blurred, losing its clear boundaries. Colors also dimmed, and the world became gray and hazy. The light dimmed in his eyes, appearing dull through the hazy vision. He could not accurately identify the objects and figures around him, only vague outlines and vague colors.

He tried to open his eyes wide, trying to maintain a clear vision, but his vision became increasingly blurry, as if separated by a veil.

Cappadocia Ruskin's senses gradually receded, and his body was no longer able to perceive the world around him. He fell into a vague state of existence and lost direct perception of the outside world.

His memory seemed to be pulled back to that summer in the past.

The clear blue sky in the countryside and the drowsy summer, and...

"Nias..."

Poof——

The sharp object pierced the fragile throat, cutting off the vampire's last words and beautiful memories.

"This is not the case with the wicked; he is like chaff that the wind drives away."

Broly whispered slowly, and the cross spear in his hand began to gradually collapse and shatter.

Cappadocia Ruskin, execution completed.

*******

Near the Dennis Theater.

The first battlefield of partition.

"No!!!"

The huge iron maiden suddenly opened, and an ugly and embarrassed woman fell out. She knelt down on the cold ground. Her trembling body could not bear the pain in her heart. She clutched her chest tightly with both hands, and her tears were like broken threads. It rolled down like beads and landed on her pale cheek, intertwined with her cries.

The sound was like a heart-rending cry. The vampire's face was twisted in pain, and her tears and saliva intertwined to form a flowing river of sadness. Her lips turned purple from crying, as if they were driven by the power of wailing. eroded.

Cappadocia Nias was full of despair at this moment, and she kept mumbling like a madman.

"Brother...my love...my everything..."

Cappadocia Nias should not have acted so insanely, and actually ran away from the shelter of the [Bloody Iron Maiden] during the battle. This was undoubtedly a fatal mistake.

The reason why she behaved in such a demented manner was naturally because she sensed that her brother's life had disappeared.

At that moment, her mind was occupied by pain, which penetrated every cell and could not be forgotten or forgotten.

Nias raised her ferocious head and looked at the two [Masters] who were fighting with [Bathory Elizabeth] with resentful eyes.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!!!"

Hatred made her regain some sense. She stood up shakily again, and the huge metal cabinet behind her once again spread its arms, ready to embrace its master again.

"Ma'am, this is not some third-rate picture book battle scene. A mistake on the battlefield can really cost you your life."

A childish voice came to Nias' ears, and her pupils shrank subconsciously. Tours, who was supposed to be fighting [Bathory Elizabeth] in front, suddenly appeared in front of her. Nearby, his body shone with a special mirror-curved luster, and the [Venamonen] in the front suddenly shattered.

[Mirror projection·Arc refraction! ]

[Mirror clone! ]

Before she could make any response, a dazzling light flashed in front of her and pierced her forehead. Then, thousands of rays of light were directed towards her like Gatling.

The light was like the messenger of death. It caused the temperature to rise rapidly, and the whistling heat penetrated Nias's surface.

[Mirror projection·Glow! ]

boom! boom! boom! boom!

Nias's whole body was directly dismembered into pieces by this terrifying light, and the [Bloody Iron Maiden] behind her was hugged by [Venamonen] who was divided into ten projections; the distant place planned to return support The [Bathory Elizabeth] was torn apart again by the silver rapier in [Zorro]'s hand. The incarnation who mastered extraordinary swordsmanship was cutting the soul into noodles with dense 'Z-shaped slashes'.

At this moment, vampire bodies that had been dismembered into countless pieces were scattered on the ground, and the blood and residual limbs exuded a strong bloody smell. However, these tenacious immortalities make death no longer so easy.

These fragments began to come together in an incredible way, as if being pulled by invisible forces. A faint light flickered during the reorganization process, like the spark of life rekindled, and the limbs slowly twisted and merged. , countless fragments gathered into a complete body.

boom--

Turs came to Nias, who was planning to reorganize her flesh and blood. [Venamonen] behind him slapped her up, interrupting the girl's resurrection.

"To be honest, if it weren't for that guy Abraham, I really don't know how to deal with you guys. Fortunately, that guy knows the weaknesses of every vampire, otherwise I wouldn't want to have any contact with you immortal monsters. "

The foxtail behind Turs swayed from side to side habitually, and he was holding dozens of [garlic bombs] in his hand, and the fuses on them had been lit.

"Goodbye, dear Miss Vampire."

Turs dropped the bomb, and then floated away with the help of [Vina Mourning].

When the fuse was lit, a blazing flame spread quickly, illuminating the black sphere.

As time goes by, the aroma of garlic gradually spreads and fills the air. Every trace of garlic smell is so strong that it seems to penetrate everything and envelope everything around it in a sea of ​​smell.

Boom! ! !

The vampire's resurrection was ruthlessly interrupted, and the body was once again torn into countless pieces.

The newly reconnected body tissues disintegrated again, flesh and blood flying everywhere, and the power of the bomb ruthlessly destroyed the vampire's hope, turning the recovery process into naught.

The smell of garlic filled the air, and the smell of burning and blood mixed together to create a nauseating stench.

The vampire's body was torn to pieces by the impact of the bomb, and countless fragments fell to the ground, covered with blood and debris.

Peng——

As Cappadocia Nias's body was blown away, the floating [Bloody Iron Maiden] also collapsed.

The fox-eared boy looked at the bloody residue on the ground and the ruined streets around him. The fox-eared boy on his head couldn't help but droop. He sighed and said to Zhou Zhou who was walking towards him:

"How do I explain to people that our group is really not a military terrorist organization."

Zhou Zhou looked around and then chose silence.

For him who only has a memory of a week, he has always had a question.

Aren’t we a military terrorist organization?

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