this is my ark journey

"I'm still a rookie here, so I won't be able to talk about it next time."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Tracy's subordinates restrained themselves a bit. If she hadn't heated up the matter, they would have taken them down in a single charge.

'咻咻' In the rain of arrows, Ines was speechless for a while, and the cardinals were like ants, and the big men could crush them with their mouths. It was thanks to W's unscrupulous methods that they were able to procrastinate until now.

The regular army disguised as mercenaries rushed once, and then pressed W's little hand, and a certain building in the city was immediately blasted, and I don't know how many nobles enjoying the nightlife were killed. Since then, the regular army has disappeared.

"Trapped here is a dead end, you can't wait for too long." Ines still disagreed to wait here to die.

"It's fine until we turn around, we didn't die too many people anyway." W replied nonchalantly.

"Why do you come back! Just rely on those Babel bastards? These bastards are using us as bait!"

"Those bastards are of course unreliable." With a smile on his face, W pointed to Hedley who was like a repeater, "Didn't three of us not come back?"

They are long dead!

Ines wanted to scold this stupid and crazy woman, but just as she was about to speak, a response came from the rustling communicator.

"I'm Ren, where are you?"

He's not dead yet? ? ?

Hearing this familiar voice, Ines froze her open mouth. After she heard that Renn took the initiative to attract pursuers, she had already sentenced the latter to death.

It is a miracle that he survived alone and did not know his way.

She was in a daze when she saw W rushing towards him like the wind in the rain of arrows flying by, snatching the communicator from Hedley's hand.

"The abandoned industrial area in the south of the city, but now there are hunting teams all over the street, and there are hundreds of idiots outside the safe house. It's a bit difficult to get over." W's voice was full of joy, as if asking how the dinner was tonight.

There was a moment of silence in the communicator, and a man's helpless voice came: "W, you really can't lie."

It is also a talent to tell the most desperate battle situation in the most cheerful tone. He paused, and then replied:

"I will not come to die."

Sure enough, Ryan Rodland was not a fool, or it would be useless to say that he came, even if he was an iron man, he would have to be smashed to pieces by the firepower from outside.

The obvious answer made the surrounding mercenaries look down. They were happy to leave a spark, but also saddened by the ruthlessness of their companions.

The smile on W's face froze for a moment, he leaned slightly, and replied in a cheerful voice: "Then you hide well, and leave the black market after the limelight passes. As for your silly Perlo, I will try to keep a whole body."

She looked at Ceobe, who was crouching behind a pillar with her head in her arms, and the silly dog ​​also heard what Ryan said, with a dazed expression on his face.

There was deathly silence in the factory, isolated and helpless, sitting quietly waiting to die, when the communicator rang again.

"The man behind the scenes is Alcador."

"I know, do you want to take revenge afterwards? That is the Blood Demon Earl, who can kill you with one hand. If you want to die, you might as well come here now." W's tone slowed down a bit. It's always good for someone to take revenge.

The communicator is likely to be monitored. Ren didn't say much, but just replied: "Do you remember what I said when I came out of the restaurant? Many people will die tonight, but you may not be there."

The nonsensical sentence was like a riddle, W was stunned by the arrow rain, Hedley grabbed the microphone and called again and again, but the other party had hung up the communication, and he looked up in confusion.

"What did Ryan say?"

W's eyes flashed, and he said calmly: "He said he never gave up hope."

hope?Is there any hope of surviving this situation?

Hedley turned his head in a daze, and met Ines who was also in a daze. After a while, they saw each other's pupils contracted slightly.

Count Gorefiend?

He's crazy! !

..............

The underground pipe network is full of panicked crowds, and Muyan's subordinates are running around with the refugees to clean up the debris, even the moss on the sewer pipes.

They want to search for as much food as possible. The cold and damp pipe network may be hell, but if they can really rush out, they will face a wilderness like purgatory.

Mu Yan was sitting on a wooden box and kept shaking her head. She fell heavily just now and her mind was dizzy, but she needed her strength to escape.

At this time, she heard footsteps and raised her head slowly, and saw that it was Ren coming.

"We'll leave when the battle is over. Polk has already gone to investigate."

"I want to ask you something." Ren sat beside him and asked casually, "Do you know how to get to that Alcador's lair?"

Muyan's eyes were a little dull, and then suddenly widened.

"Are you going to kill him? It's impossible!"

To kill a Gorefiend Earl who is guarded by heavy soldiers?Its power alone is enough to kill everyone!

"If you don't try, how will you know? If you only focus on despair itself, it's better to lie down and die as equals from the beginning."

Ren grinned, Ashes is not silent or autistic, facing impossible journeys again and again, all Ashes have only one thing in common——

The fire never goes out, the hope never goes out.

you......

Muyan didn't know what to say for a while, crazy?Innocent?capricious?

Seemingly related but irrelevant, her widened eyes gradually calmed down.

"Why? You don't need to die."

Ren didn't answer, didn't make a long speech, and didn't passionately explain the importance of companions.

He just raised his sword, walked forward a few steps and then turned around, nodding his forehead with his index finger.

"I just wanted to tell you—"

"What should Ashes do when encountering such a thing!"

Chapter 62 I will bet with you again

The fire never goes out, the hope never stops.

The black soul is undoubtedly desperate, but a truly desperate person will not embark on a journey of spreading fire. The world is already fucked up enough. Isn't he good enough to lie down and enjoy the rest of his life?

No one is a masochist if he has to walk in the mountains, shuttle through the ruins, experience falling to death, hacking to death, burning to death, and melting.

There is no income on this road, there is no heaven at the end of the journey, there is no 72 virgins, only death.

Ryan had set out on this path before, without expecting anything in return.

The pursuit of the first fire comes from hope and desire.

Da da da......

Sewage was dripping down the broken pipe, and the cramped maintenance passage was full of stench. Ren, covered in blood, was groping forward with a map. Flickering flames illuminated the way forward, and a slight explosion could be heard in his ears.

W and they are still insisting, the origin stone explosives are thrown out like they don’t want money, the mercenaries who exploded can’t get close, and Ren’s sight is through the concrete layer, and he can see many people running around. A soul fire dissipated.

"Hunting team." Ren's pupils shrank slightly. The enemy's troops were too many, but they were scattered all over the black market.

W's Originium skill has a huge amount of damage. After blasting a building, these hunting teams focused their energy on evacuation and search, even wild dogs.

The explosion made the night of the black market hot. Not everyone could understand the situation. Many people at the bottom took the opportunity to join the ranks of 'buy for 0 yuan'. The blood count had to send troops to maintain order.

'It gave me a chance, but I was short of cards. 'Ren's footsteps were very slow, and he didn't look like he was going to save someone at all.

Ashes can have hope, but Ashes will never seek death.

He was dual-purpose, looking for a way, while turning his attention to the fire-lit earth, taking the time to find something useful.

It took Renn half an hour to go from the underground pipe network to the central tower, and then he really found some things, two of which were the most eye-catching.

A set of armor, a treasure chest.

He didn't have time to take a closer look when he was on his way, and he didn't have time to lament his luck in the current situation. The armor was fine, but the treasure box gave him a strange feeling. It was a painful lesson after being raped countless times.

"That's enough."

Ren stopped, burned the map into fly ashes, and looked up. The mottled stairs lead vertically to the ground. At the top is a locked manhole cover, and a hundred meters to the east of the manhole cover, the soul fire is intense and dense.

There are too many guards, they should be guarding against the Tower of Babel.

Arrogance is the original sin, Renn will not underestimate anyone, the Earl of Gorefiend should be able to predict who wants to take advantage of it, but he can't wait, the ACE team can't do anything but retreat, and the Cardinals may be there in a minute. To be wiped out.

Grasping the cold handrail with his palm, he crawled towards the ground, and just after he took three steps, the gathered soul fire suddenly rushed over.

was discovered? ?

Ren subconsciously glanced around, thinking that he had touched the alarm device, but soon, some soul fires appeared in his vision.

About five or six people came from the other side of the street at an extremely fast speed. They should be driving a vehicle, but their soul fire has a lot of black parts, and they are all severely infected.

Unlike the Babel guys, wait, these guys are...

"Come on! Kill these dog food bastards!"

The engine of an old off-road vehicle roared, and it flew across the street at high speed. Geraldine poked out half of his head, with a cigarette in his mouth, and shot at the guards pouring out with his crossbow.

call out--

There was a black light on the shoulders, and the arrows strengthened by Originium skills were like super-hard alloys, piercing the night under the ejection of the large-pound crossbow.

Ding!

The front explosion-proof shield was immediately pierced, and the crossbow arrows shot out a blood mist in the crowd.

"Hey, this kind of Originium skill is powerful enough to use!" Geraldine cheered, reaching out to take the second stringed crossbow, injecting Originium skill into it and firing it directly.

"Unlimited use of origin stone skills, bet you can't see the sun of tomorrow." A mercenary paralyzed in the back seat cursed weakly.

"Who is he? I want to watch the sun, but unfortunately I lost the bet again, and these bastards didn't come back to help. It's okay, I just twisted that blood demon's head off and kicked it as a ball!"

Gerardin cursed and retracted his head. After entering 200 meters, the crossbow bolts from the counterattack clanged on the off-road vehicle, and the explosion-proof glass also cracked in circles.

"Everyone is ready to jump out of the car!" He turned his head and stuffed the half-burned cigarette into the mouth of the immobile mercenary in the back seat, "Black Fire, you go first, brothers will be here soon."

"Get out, I don't want to burn my own people to death!" The mercenary cursed in a low voice, and the eyes of several people collided, and each nodded heavily.

"Brother, let's go!"

"Let's go!"

The car door opened, and several people jumped out suddenly, rolling on the ground, and the soldiers who lined up in front of the main entrance saw this scene, and they just smiled disdainfully.

Just a few broken mercenaries want to work hard?

"Don't let them disturb the Earl." Looking at the off-road vehicle that was rushing towards him, the leader of the Sarkaz Warlock raised his cane, his black robe fluttered, and a beam of black light hit the front of the vehicle fiercely.

boom!

The engine immediately dented, and the black light of the Originium skill carried a strong impact. The off-road vehicle was continuously squished and flattened at the same time, and the speed dropped sharply. It should have rushed directly into the tower, but it just broke through a gap in the shield formation and completely failed. move.

Half of the car was emitting white smoke, and the body turned into a pile of twisted scrap iron. The nearest Sarkaz soldier opened the door of the owner with one hand, and saw a man in the back seat with blood on his face and a cigarette in his mouth. Flickering, raised his right hand, and made a shooting posture.

"Hey, your mercenary grandpa is here!"

boom--

Intense black flames shot out from the car, igniting the soldiers at once, and the flames spread to the surroundings, and the soldiers who couldn't escape fell into the flames one after another.

"This is..." The leader of the warlock turned his head sideways, the shield made by the origin stone skill blocked the black flame, he was a little at a loss, how could there be such a powerful warlock among the mercenaries, unless——

Treat yourself as fuel and burn the origin stones in your body together!

"These lunatics!"

He saw a fire man laughing wildly in the car, dissolving and getting hotter, but retreating hurriedly with his subordinates. This kind of suicide would spread the origin stone dust, and no one wanted to make the ore disease worse.

However, just as the shield was scattered, the warlock team leader felt a pain in his body, and flew backwards, only to see a bearded man covered in blood leaning against the roadside wall, with a crossbow in his hand pointing this way.

Another insane lunatic...

Looking at the grinning opponent lowering his arm, the warlock team leader didn't understand that this was overloading his Originium skills and breaking through the defense with his life.

"Kill these dog food bastards!"

The rest of the mercenaries rushed forward, covered in blood, like ghosts crawling out of hell. They were also Sarkaz, but the soldiers kept retreating.

The enemy's strength is weak and the number of people is small, but they can't hold back and try their best. They are pierced by the spear and directly burn the origin stone skill to self-explode, scattering a high concentration of deadly dust to the surroundings.

"Good guys, I'm sorry, I can't move anymore." Jarredin looked at the source stone dust that exploded in the crowd, blood dripping from his mouth.

The strength of the infected person's use of origin stone skills will increase, but the overload will quickly deteriorate. His two feet have turned into black crystals, and he can't move forward even a step. His already stiff mouth slowly grinned.

"That's enough, does he really want to smoke one before he dies?"