After going down the mountain, I have a love story to Marshal Cyclonus

The bright red blood fell on the cut surface of the red gemstone, and it was so viscous that it turned black and stinky. It was clearly a symbol of holiness, but at this moment it made people feel like they were in an abyss.

Fu Yuanzhi bore the brunt of the blow, his lips were pursed tightly, and he didn't speak.

Carl followed behind, startled, and said "Damn it", "What's the matter, this is, the mission starts again, and the boss still holds grudges?"

The cardinal's gaze fell on him, and Karl immediately shut his mouth and took a step back, for fear of being held hostage.

However, it was already too late, the scepter was gripped tightly with withered fingers, the cardinal slowly stepped out from behind the podium, covering the white candles, and the black curls of the red coat cast a large shadow.

The black pointed boots scratched and rattled on the ground, making harsh noises.

Mingming's eyes were full of murderous intent, but in fact he staggered and looked haggard, with a piece of his forehead flattened by Karl, and blood continued to flow from the top of his head, like an old ghost in the abyss.

Carl was amused by this description, his palms were itchy, and he really wanted to hit another stick, but the mace twirled in his hand, and it just rested on his shoulder.

He tilted his head and asked Fu Yuanzhi: "What should I do next?"

It seems that there is a clear division of labor, Fu Yuanzhi is in charge of brainpower, and he is in charge of physical strength. Although it is very likely that his makeup will be messed up, he is really impatient with crooked things.

Fu Yuanzhi holds the Milky Way tightly,

"Wait."

Carl: "Wait for what?"

Yet he soon found out.

"Boom!"

The loud bell rang from the top of the building and echoed on the open ground, shaking the entire bell tower faintly, and the mottled walls were peeling off.

Fu Yuanzhi turned on the screen, and the time is now 18:[-].

The Galaxy in his hand slid down slightly, landing at the best angle for attacking.

Heishi's eyes lit up with a ray of light, and he said to Karl:

"Don't kill people."

Carl made a gesture with his index and middle fingers and on his sideburns, "Understood."

Hearing their conversation, the cardinal's face froze, and then the speed continued to increase, approaching, slightly raised the hand holding the scepter, and said to them: "Put down the evil weapon, kneel down and repent, God will forgive you!" Yours, my dear child."

The mace on his shoulders twirled in the air, and Carl lifted the disobedient curly hair with one hand, and raised the corners of his mouth: "Sorry, magic stick, we kill people based on our beauty."

Before he could finish his words, he had already approached the cardinal, and the mace had already hit the cardinal's shoulder.

Fu Yuanzhi stepped back quickly, found a place, and raised the Milky Way to point at the cardinal.

The cardinal's body was crushed, but it was better than last time. He didn't die immediately, but fell to the ground. The scepter that had been hanging down suddenly lifted up, and scarlet light squeezed out from the inside of the ruby.

The light appeared in an instant, and Karl couldn't avoid it at such a close distance. His eyes reflected the scarlet color and the cardinal's triumphant face.

In the next second, the red light passed through Karl's back and hit the cardinal directly. The narrow but powerful beam pierced through the opponent's shoulders, blasting his flesh and blood.

His arms hang down weakly, and the wall behind him is like a spider's web cracked, and it climbs densely around.

The Leaning Tower of Pisa crumbling.

Small stones fell from the top of his head.

"puff"

The cardinal fell from the wall, and the beam of light directly crippled one of his arms. His originally kind face was twisted ferociously, and his eyes were full of hostility.

Karl turned his head and saw Fu Yuanzhi's waist was half hunched, showing a tight waistline, and the weapon barrel in his hand was flowing with a dazzling Milky Way, dotted with countless cold stars.The red light at the mouth of the tube was extinguished, just like a flame that stretched its teeth and claws, and finally curled up obediently back into the sinking galaxy.

The young man was wearing a white combat uniform, with brown goggles hanging around his neck, his long hair was combed up and tied into a high ponytail, and he was clearly the most gorgeous and unparalleled face. At this moment, his sharp eyes shot out from his thin bangs. Forced to retreat to the upper line of sight, there is no way to retreat.

Carl blew a loud whistle, and pointed at the cardinal with his thumb to Fu Yuanzhi.

"See, this is beauty killing people."

Cardinal: "..."

Fu Yuanzhi's ears turned red, and he blinked unnaturally.

He didn't put down his weapon until the two confirmed that the cardinal was incapacitated. Karl found a rope from somewhere and tied the cardinal tightly.

"What should we do next?" Carl looked at him.

Fu Yuanzhi looked at the cardinal in the corner. He remembered that the cardinal's identity was second only to the pope, so what drove him to such a dilapidated and crumbling bell tower.

He looked around, two small tables and two rows of candles were already crowded enough, plus they had a fight, the scene could be described as chaotic.

Fu Yuanzhi asked the cardinal: "What should we do if we repent?"

Hearing this, the cardinal, who was only half breathed and staring at them, had a flash of astonishment in his eyes.The blood on his face gradually dried up, hiding in the interlayer of folds.

The old man's withered fingers tightly grasped the scepter, and his voice was like fingers rubbing on sandpaper: "Oh, my dear child, I am very glad that you have found your way back. As long as you repent with all your heart, God will forgive you."

Because he was too excited, his voice was almost trembling, but his fingers were firmly grasped, "Of course, that is God's duty, and my duty is to send you to see God!... Cough cough!"

The old man's voice suppressed panting/breathing, and the poisonous snake spit out black snake letters, which were sticky and deadly.However, his "big ambition"

Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked and tilted his head.

"Ho ho-"

The cardinal's face was kicked crookedly, and his throat made a crisp sound. He coughed uncontrollably, and his two round teeth fell to the ground. He raised his head furiously, but was stopped by the cold weapon in the next second.

The young man holding the sniper gun leaned over slightly, his black eyes looked even darker under the white candlelight, without waves like a pool of stagnant water, in stark contrast to the white combat uniform.

"You shouldn't be able to complete your duty, but I can send you up to let God complete his duty."

Fu Yuanzhi's black eyes interpreted him for a moment. The cardinal saw his own shadow from the bottomless abyss, and he shivered suddenly.

"you……"

Suddenly a gust of wind blew outside the wide open door, with faint noise and continuous wails blowing in, instantly extinguishing the white candlelight, and blowing the red robe, at this moment the cardinal seemed to see those wails The soul tightly wrapped around his body, its sharp claws cut open his flesh, and rode on his neck, demanding his death.

But the young man standing in front of him was unaffected, his tall pony tail swaying in the wind, appearing reckless.A pair of light-colored boots stepped forward, and the black muzzle of the cannon was pressed against the opponent's temple.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you, not only you are a magic stick, but I am too."

Fu Yuanzhi shot a rope from his sleeve and hooked it to the railing on the seventh floor, signaling Karl to go up together.

Carl: "Is he okay with no one watching?"

The corner of the young man's mouth curled up, "Someone will watch him." Those souls who were killed by him were trapped in the gate of the clock tower day and night, unable to get out or get in, with a backlog of hatred and resentment, and finally he gave them away. let it out.

Karl shuddered, and quickly shot out the rope and flew up.

The two went up to the seventh floor. There was only a broken floor and nothing on the ground. The eighth floor was complete, so they could only go to the seventh floor first and then go up.

however,

"Wait." Fu Yuanzhi stopped Karl who was about to move his legs.

"what happened?"

"According to the reaction of the bell tower when the cardinal hit the wall when the bell rang earlier, the bell tower should be about to collapse, and we may not be able to go up safely."

Carl paused, "So what?"

Fu Yuanzhi pursed his lips: "I'll go there first, and you can come back if there is no problem."

Carl is fine with that, of course.

There is only one side of the road, so Fu Yuanzhi can only go to the left. The dilapidated walls are vaguely carved with patterns, but unfortunately, they should have been worn down to the point where only a few are left, and they are so blurry that it is almost impossible to see the contents on them.

Moss climbed up the wet corners and squeezed each other to survive in the crevices of the steps. The only light source of the entire clock tower had just been destroyed by Fu Yuanzhi, leaving only a little moonlight slanting in from the window.

His steps were light, but just as he put one foot on the steps, the whole clock tower rumbled, like the final groan/groan of the old man's fragile bones.

The ground under his feet gradually sloped, although it was only slightly, but Fu Yuanzhi felt it.

He quickly retracted his striding legs.

Karl was also obviously taken aback. He was afraid that the bell tower would fall if the sound was too loud, so he didn't dare to breathe out: "What's the situation?"

Fu Yuanzhi: "Carl, every time I take a step, you should control the force and hit the ground lightly, and I will tell you what to do."

"Now, please go thirty steps to the south of me."

Karl made an understanding gesture.

Fu Yuanzhi watched Karl walk to the position he said, closed his eyes slightly, and a gust of wind blew through his ponytail.

"hammer!"

Step on your toes, and step on the steps steadily.

The moment the sound sounded, the mace was hammered down immediately.

Not too much, not too little, exactly the strength of Fu Yuanzhi's stepping down.

"One step to the northeast, smash it!"

……

"Three steps to the east, smash it!"

"One step to the northwest, smash it!"

……

Fu Yuanzhi had long since disappeared from the seventh floor, but his voice could reach Karl's ears accurately.

Finally, Fu Yuanzhi stood on the eighth floor, the top of the Leaning Tower of Pisa.

Four big clocks were hung in front of them by iron chains, and three small ones were scattered on top of the big ones. The one seen in the first round was the one in the middle, which shone faintly in the bright moonlight.

Did the bell ring the previous two times by itself, or was there human intervention?Which clock is it ringing?Why is it ringing at six o'clock?Will it ring at another time?What is the function of the bell?

Fu Yuan said that the clock was brand new without any dust. However, it was obviously very unusual for so many brand new clocks to appear in a leaning tower that had been stamped with the seal of a dangerous building.

The four clocks look exactly the same, without any difference.

Nothing could be seen on the surface. He walked to the middle, that is, in front of the second top bell, squatted down, put his hands on the bell, and was about to check the inside of the bell, but when the wind blew, he seemed to hear something, and then As if I sensed something.

The clock under his hand verified his thoughts, faintly ringing.

Fu Yuanzhi quickly turned on the screen to see the time displayed on it, and then held up the Galaxy in the next second.

The silver-white gun barrel was instantly covered with bright stars, and the dazzling light beams converged into red, condensing into a compelling force. The boy's hair swayed in the wind, and his slender hand pulled the trigger, destroying the entire leaning tower in an instant.

"Boom!"