Soon, Huai Shi, who was armed with an automatic rifle and a gas mask, was kicked out of the car and followed the macho brothers of the Ascendant suppression troops into the manor where the flames still remained.

As far as the eye can see, there is a white land.

In the wastelands and ruins burned to ashes, huge monsters can be seen constantly, whether it is the scales that still have terrifying hardness, or the ferocious skeletons... as if they came from hell.

, no matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like something weird that natural evolution can turn into.

Other than that, there was only dead silence in the manor.

The further forward, the colder Huaishi's heart became - what the hell were these bastards hiding here? Even now, there are still wisps of black air slowly rising from under the white ash.

Dissipate in the air.

Those strong soldiers wearing gas masks seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure here. Some people's legs were weak and they stumbled to the ground. They were hurriedly dragged off the field by the teammates next to them to receive first aid from the medical team.

But Huaishi seemed to be fine.

I couldn't help but feel no discomfort, my consciousness was even sober, and my body's reaction speed and perception began to become more sensitive.

"The abyss sediment has been transformed into a feeding ground. The concentration of the abyss sediment is higher than that of the border."

In response to this, Ai Qing in the communication replied: "Appropriate pressure will speed up the movement of your soul, just like diving, but for ordinary people who have not cast their souls, these sediments are highly toxic, and cultists are the most

This is the kind of trick I like."

"Well……"

Huai Shi picked up the rifle and looked around carefully: "What on earth do they want to do?"

"Who knows, maybe you want to play with a big one?"

Ai Qing's tone was calm: "Once the large troops enter here, they will increase the depth of this place with the imprint given by God, as if we were stuffed into the stomach of something. The black gas you see is equivalent to gastric juice."

Things will be digested slowly when the time comes..."

Huaishi's hair stood on end, she shrank her neck and became more and more alert.

Although the strength of the Special Affairs Office is huge, after all, there are many inconveniences within the system. When encountering this kind of thing, at most it will be a few rounds of mortars. Even if it is a terrorist, who would have thought that there is such a brain in the decision-making level?

A lame woman with abnormal circuitry launches missiles at a disagreement?

This is still in China!

What are you doing?

Not only the friendly forces, but even the spirits of those unlucky ghosts in heaven will probably have black question marks on their faces.

Fortunately, Ai Qing's Heavenly Justice and the following white phosphorus incendiary bombs washed the ground thoroughly enough, and now there is not even a single living insect in the manor.

Even if there were some rotten fish and shrimps that were not blown to death and burned to death, their lungs were burnt by the poisonous gas and they fell to the ground.

Huai Shi saw a ferocious corpse in the innermost layer of the ruins. It seemed that it was in the destruction range when the missile exploded. Half of its body was charred, but it did not die on the spot, but struggled to escape.

Immediately afterwards, he was engulfed by the white phosphorus incendiary bombs that fell from the sky, and was burned alive in the flames like tarsal maggots, turning into a twisted mass of coke.

You can vaguely distinguish the beast-like face.

The face that was half burnt and half broken revealed a broken skull like an ape's. The teeth were huge and sharp, but they were broken into two pieces after a slight knock with the barrel of a gun.

Even though you have science and I have magic power, facts have proven that magic power still cannot beat science.

Although he couldn't tell which level of ascendant he was, and what weird stigmata he had, in his current situation, he couldn't withstand the suppression of the torrent of steel.

It is said that in the old magic era, everything was never like this, but with the establishment of the three major blockades in the current world, it is becoming more and more difficult for sublimated people to mess around in the current world.

Regarding the details, Wu Wu said that he would tell Huai Shi after he was officially implanted with the stigmata. Before that, he had not taken the initiative to mention anything. I am afraid it was some hidden secret.

After Huaishi checked for the last time that there were no hidden dangers, he waved his hand behind him, and several soldiers in chemical protective suits came over carrying huge boxes, neatly throwing the body into the box and sealing it away.

The remains of the Ascended One also have value. Even if they are burned into a piece of charcoal, some remains of the stigmata may still be decomposed, and the identity may be directly determined through an autopsy.

It's a pity that the incendiary bomb burned it too thoroughly, and the body was shattered to pieces when touched.

I can't even put it together.

Huai Shi continued to move forward. After taking two steps, she felt something was wrong, so she stepped back to where she was, bent down and wiped the white ash on the ground.

Through the ashes that were still warm on the ground, he saw the iron light of metal. When he continued digging, he could distinguish the outline of steel.

It's a short sword.

The hand guard has been burned and deformed, but the hand rope on the sword hilt has also been almost charred, but the sword body is still intact, but it is covered with a dark carbon color.

The length is about forty centimeters and the width is about five centimeters. It is bladed on one side and looks like a ritual tool. However, when Huaishi tried to chop it, it felt very smooth. It looked more than just a piece of equipment.

He held it in his hand and weighed it, and it didn't feel like an ordinary product.

"It's a relic from the border."

The voice of the crow sounded eerily from his ears: "It should be the result of excavation at depth 7 to 8 of hell. It looks like a sacrificial knife used by the Tenochtitlan Empire for human sacrifices. It's a good thing!"

The crow hiding in the shadow looked at him furtively, blinking its little eyes: "Can you find a way to hide it?"

"...Where did you escape from? And what on earth are you thinking?!" Huai Shi asked through the Book of Destiny, "There are people watching from behind. Where can I hide?"

“Isn’t it a very common thing to start a team with black equipment?”

Crow shrugged, "Also, be careful behind you."

At that moment, a miserable wind broke through the sky.

A chill started to creep up from the back of my head.

Without thinking, Huai Shi moved the sacrificial knife in his hand behind him. He only heard a sharp and loud sound, and his whole body was almost knocked away by the huge force.

Fortunately, he is no longer the rookie he once was. He rolled in mid-air, turned around and landed on the ground, already facing behind him.

Then, I saw the figure slowly emerging from the air.

The first thing I saw was sticky blood dripping from the charred body. As the texture moved, countless tiny bright red cracks appeared on the burnt black skin.

Immediately afterwards, countless burnt skins were slowly peeled off.

It's like a snake shedding its skin.

Breaking free from the old body and death.

Welcome to new life.

In the painful spasm, the burned dead skin fell off the body bit by bit, but it seemed that the new skin had not had time to grow back, only a layer of bloody and twisted face was revealed.

And those vicious eyes.

Huai Shi took a breath of air.

"Brother, do you want me to call an ambulance for you?"

He said this, but his body was not honest at all. He threw away the sacrificial knife in his hand, picked up the automatic rifle and thrust forward.

Accurately press the gun within ten meters, empty a magazine in a few seconds, then skillfully pull out a new one from the back waist of the quick-reaction vest, change the magazine with one hand, and then continue to shoot.

Just kidding, if you don't shoot, why don't you wait for the other side to come over and chop yourself a few more times?

Huai Shi has no confidence that he can go head-to-head with such a strong man who can survive incendiary bombs. How can he survive? Shoot first... After being trained by the Book of Destiny, Huai Shi now dare not call himself the gun king.

, but he is no longer the young boy who couldn't even press a gun. He almost caught the attention of the suppressing troops behind him with his one-handed magazine change that he learned in a make-up lesson this morning.

Chang Wei, you also said you don’t know martial arts!

As early as when Huaishi pulled the trigger, the strange figure tried to dodge. Maybe he didn't expect that Huaishi would react so quickly and didn't even ask for the border relic in his hand. When he saw Huaishi throwing something, he subconsciously

He lunged forward, trying to snatch the weapon back.

But bullets are always faster than people. In an instant, twenty steel-core bullets were strung into gourds of blood, and the ground was covered with strange green blood.

And while Huai Shi was reloading, he had already rolled and crawled into the broken wall behind the ruins.

The tough guys who were suppressing the troops at the back were not just for nothing. They were stunned for a moment at first, but after they reacted, there was a hail of bullets, which almost smashed the half of the wall into a sieve.

Huai Shi changed the magazine, took the time to pick up the border relics from the ground and inserted them into his vest. He was not in a hurry to go behind the wall to check the results. He reached out and took out a few iron sweet potatoes from the pockets of the friendly troops, pulled out the bolts, and was done.

After that, throw it hard.

Before the sound of the explosion was heard, a shadow was seen shooting out from behind the broken wall, making a sharp whistle, and headed straight towards Huaishi.

collapse!

Huai Shi subconsciously drew his sword to block, and then felt the saber in his hand break from the middle. He took advantage of the situation and fell to the sky, and felt something cold brushing across his face, which was bone-piercing.

It's a sharp bone spur.

The chaotic gunfire stopped suddenly, and the surrounding soldiers' feet weakened and fell to the ground as if they had lost their strength.

Through the gas mask, Huai Shi still smelled a sweet aroma, and her eyes felt dizzy.

poisonous!

He raised his hand and grabbed the ashes, forcing the figure back. When he got up from the ground, he felt weak.

Until now, he finally saw clearly the true appearance of the visitor.

After experiencing the baptism of missile bombing and incendiary bombs, the man looked as if he had shed a layer of skin. A layer of pink scales could be vaguely seen on the new skin. There were three weird horns on his forehead. They were actually three.

color.
To be continued...