The roar from Agou's hoarse voice was like thunder, echoing in this shabby little house. The attackers, who were dressed in tattered black robes and looked like ascetics, were obviously shocked when they heard that a dark demon could speak rationally - and the next second, something even more shocking happened to them.
Shirley threw away the chain, swung the Deep Hound in her hand and smashed it at the "End of Time Preacher" closest to her.
She actually didn't know much about the End Preachers. She only knew in general that they were also a group of cultists, and they were even crazier and more extreme. The "Lord" they worshiped was even the warp itself. Shirley didn't know why a group of lunatics suddenly appeared in the Pland city-state, and she didn't know why this group of lunatics found her, but it didn't matter -
Her experience of struggling in the sewers and alleys taught her one thing: when encountering danger, don't think about those things that you can't figure out. Just roll up your sleeves and do your best, which is more effective than anything else!
The huge Deep Hound whizzed through the air like a cannonball and instantly smashed into a "preacher" in a tattered black robe. After the dull sound of flesh and bones colliding, the attacker flew backwards and hit a pillar not far away. His body twisted into a strange angle and he slid to the ground.
Shirley pulled the chain, dragged Agou back to her side, and then swung it again to hit the next enemy.
But in just a split second, those black-robed figures reacted - they were obviously more experienced in combat than those lowest-level Sun Cultists that Shirley had seen before. Even though they were briefly stunned when faced with an extremely rare fighting method, these guys still quickly regrouped and dodged in all directions the moment the Deep Hound pounced on them.
One of them almost brushed past Agou's skeletal head and dodged to the side, while raising his finger to point at Shirley, and a hoarse and gloomy shout came from under his hood: "You will be exhausted!"
"What the hell are you talking about!" Shirley was extremely angry at the moment. When she heard the other party's weird voice, she became even more furious. She stepped forward, twisted her waist and turned around, and the chain in her hand was swung out with a whistling sound. Agou's skeletal body hit the screaming Doomsday Preacher with a bang, knocking the latter flying backwards.
However, just when she was swinging the chain a few times, Shirley suddenly realized something was wrong with her body.
She felt a little tired, not too serious, but the tiredness was there.
At the same time, she felt a buzzing in her head, and her anger seemed to be running wild in her heart uncontrollably. She had an urge to completely abandon any defense and rush forward to die together with the enemy, which almost made her dizzy.
Suddenly, a strange sound of squeaking and creaking came into Shirley's ears. She looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the attacker she had just knocked away had actually climbed up from the ground. He was covered in blood and many of his bones were obviously broken. However, this "preacher" seemed to ignore the pain that was enough to make an ordinary person faint. He raised his hands high while bleeding all over his body: "My brothers and sisters will not die from the curse of flesh and blood!"
After this unbelievable shout, the surrounding preachers of the End of Time seemed to gain infinite courage and strength in an instant. The next second, Shirley was shocked to see that the bodies of these lunatics began to change - their skinny bodies began to swell and twist, thick bone spurs and tough muscle whips grew and extended from their limbs like weapons, their bodies were torn and reshaped in great pain, becoming hideous, twisted and blasphemous - and these maniacs seemed to have fallen into some kind of inexplicable ecstasy in this painful process. They cheered, shouted, praised, and then pounced towards Shirley.
"What the hell is this!" Shirley certainly didn't sit and wait for these attackers to cause trouble. As the first End Preacher's body began to change, she swung the chain with a whirring sound, and smashed Agou at the enemy closest to her. The opponent was hit hard and his bones and tendons were broken. Although he was not killed on the spot, the process of mutation was instantly interrupted. However, just by raising her hand once, Shirley felt more tired than before, and a violent impulse that was sharper and more painful than before came from her mind.
She even began to hear non-existent noises, and her muscles seemed to be bitten by invisible sharp teeth, with severe pain and violence in every muscle fiber. (This chapter is not yet finished!)
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They all seem to be leaving the body.
"This bunch of 'preachers' are lunatics who voluntarily embrace the warp! Their words and figures are all polluted!" Agou's voice suddenly sounded in Shirley's mind, with unprecedented impatience, "Don't let them keep talking! Smash any bastard who opens his mouth! Don't look them in the eye, don't listen to their shouting!"
In a flash, a cold light suddenly appeared at the edge of Shirley's vision. She tried to dodge it instinctively, but was still pierced by a bone spur in the arm. While hurriedly waving the chain to fight back, she felt her hands and feet twice as heavy as before. This time, the world in her eyes even began to have black double images.
Another End of the World preacher took the opportunity to open his arms again, and prayed aloud with vicious words: "Your injuries will be difficult to heal..."
"boom!"
"Get out of here!" Shirley swung the dog and smashed the crazy "preacher" who had mutated into a monster with bone spurs all over his body into the wall. The next second, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her back.
A bone spur like a spear pierced from a sinister corner and pierced deeply into her back. If her body had not become as tough and durable as the Deep Demon after years of "demon symbiosis", she would have been pierced through. @精華\/书阁·无错首出~~
Shirley's body involuntarily lunged forward, while Agou next to her suddenly stood in front of the attacker who wanted to chase her, and opened his mouth to spit out a highly corrosive mixture of black flames and acid.
The attacker was temporarily forced back, but Shirley was in a very bad state. She held on to the nearby wall to support her body, feeling the blood flowing down her back and her muscles twitching uncontrollably. Baidu search |7|4|Literature|Net|Read the latest chapters of Deep Sea Remains.
The pollution of the Preacher of the End had taken effect. Although the resistance brought by the Deep Demon allowed her to tolerate this abnormal state better than ordinary people, she was weakened and cursed unexpectedly at the beginning. She could now clearly feel that her body was gradually... losing control.
Her blood was boiling, the noise in her head was getting louder and louder, her muscles were twitching, and she saw smoke coming out of the wound on her arm. The flesh that was torn in the smoke not only did not heal, but instead gradually grew ugly and disgusting granulations. The blood was wriggling around the wound, coagulating and taking shape as if it had an independent life.
The wound on the back is probably in a similar condition.
"… Shit, after all this effort, we only managed to kill three…"
Shirley spat out a mouthful of blood and muttered with a grin.
"Not bad," Agou muttered from the side. The voice of this Deep Hound sounded a little listless. As the first barrier when Shirley was contaminated, it was actually more seriously affected by those End of the World Preachers. "These are priest-level ascetics, not the kind of rabble who gather in the basement to hold meetings and are fooled into donating money... Your fight with them is almost equivalent to storming a city church... It's worth it."
"Fuck, a bunch of big adults beat up a harmless little girl like me. The adults are so shameless." Shirley raised her head, her face covered in blood as she looked at the End of the World Preachers who were gathering around her. Her eyes were filled with ferocity. "Did I provoke you?"
There were still three End of Days preachers still standing, but they had all turned into monsters with bony skeletons and hideous flesh and blood. Their tattered robes hung on their deformed bodies like shrouds, looking even more eerie and terrifying in the dim light.
Of course they didn't respond to Shirley, just as hunters don't negotiate with their prey.
Shirley coughed up some blood and looked around.
The fighting noise in the room was very loud, but it had not attracted the attention of the guards, nor disturbed the neighbors. The scene outside the window was still hazy, and the streets were unusually quiet.
Obviously, the entire house was covered by some kind of "barrier", and the attackers made very careful preparations before taking action.
The furniture was destroyed.
The walls and pillars were also crumbling.
The only wardrobe was smashed to pieces by the aftermath of the battle. The few clothes and the small drawer for storing change fell to the ground, stained with blood and corroded by acid.
The most valuable thing in the house. (This chapter is not yet finished!)
Chapter 184: The Attack of the End Preacher
An oil lamp was knocked over and the lampshade was shattered.
"That's all I have, and you smashed it to pieces." Shirley finally couldn't hold herself up anymore, and her body slowly slid to the floor, but she still looked up, looking at the enemy who had raised his bone spurs to attack her, "You damn thing, I'm going to make your face bleed later..."
Bone spurs stab down from the air. First update @
Then it slowed down in the blink of an eye, creating overlapping phantoms, and finally stopped in mid-air.
A green flame suddenly appeared in the room that was supposed to be completely covered by the barrier. In the flame, a huge and hideous skeleton bird was circling in the air. A piercing and strange female voice came into Shirley's ears.
"Our warriors are engaging the enemy... Transmission successful!"
(It’s time to recommend a book. This time it’s “I Spread Faith in Word Games” by Da Goose, who loves to watch snow. It’s an urban type book, e… This is a book about saving the world by farming in both directions between word games and reality. The author is still one of the book friends. You can go and support it~)
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Chapter 184: The Attack of the End Preacher