Rimbaud's sullen voice fell to the ground, the sky was surrounded by the sun, and six shadows of the sun were connected in the air. Within the entire area surrounded by the illusion of the sun, there was an instant torrential rain, a storm landed, and the rapid rise of the river caused great waves. The invisible force pulled away from the riverbed, the tornado attracted the water to rush up to the sky, and the falling water froze into steel, like ten thousand transparent arrows, falling straight down.
The ability of A3 is magic daylight path, water-melting steel ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, Rimbaud has never used such cruel killing intent on any creature.
All the escape routes of the immortal soul were blocked by the thunder and lightning that went straight down to Qingming. He raised his head in a hurry, and a hydration steel arrow pierced his head from between his eyebrows, and then countless transparent water arrows penetrated his body. The white cloth was riddled with holes, and the spikes pierced into the flesh, making a frightening sound of flesh tearing.
The undead fell from the sky, his limbs were broken into pieces, and was covered by a torn white cloth. He was paralyzed on the ground and could not move. The middle branch is zero broken.
A blue lightning snaked down from the clouds and struck the remains of the undead. The limbs were burnt black and stinking, and shattered into smaller pieces of charcoal.
Rimbaud's resentment was like the lightning gathered in the clouds. A purple and a blue lightning flashed down from the sky, constantly striking the charred bodies of the undead.
The air was suddenly silent, behind Rimbaud was the chaotic tornado penetrating the sky and the earth and the thunderstorm and lightning dancing in the clouds.
He led out a strand of dead sea core rock from Xiaobai's collar, cast it into a dagger in his hand, and walked slowly towards the residue of the immortal undead. The pearl fell into the accumulated charcoal, intact and shining.
Rimbaud knelt down on one knee, facing Pearl, the dagger in his hand was shaking all the time. The Dead Sea Heart Rock can be severed together with the soul.
"Go home, the sea will teach you what to do."
When Rimbaud reached out to touch the pearl, the white undead cloth left in his hand turned over.
The piece of white cloth happened to be the one with the face drawn in stick figures. When Rimbaud approached, the face on the ground suddenly turned into a smiling face: "I'm still holding back my strength until now, because I'm afraid that the pearl will be broken and he will die without a place to bury him." ?"
Rimbaud was startled, and quickly backed away. The white cloths on the ground that had been torn into pieces attracted each other and joined together again airtightly. quick.
Relying on only one remaining gland, he first grew a spine, then ribs, limbs, hand bones, and leg bones. Flesh and blood grew rapidly, and capillaries and tendons were covered with pale bones.
The undead rushed to the sky, turned back and smiled contemptuously at Rimbaud, traced the string of skull tattoos on his neck with his fingertips, and his eyes glowed blood red.
The immortal spirit floated in the air, picked up the white cloth and covered it from the top of the head to the feet, holding the pearl in both hands, vigilantly no longer approaching Rimbaud within a hundred meters.
"You are pretty good, come to play?"
Lan Bo raised his head and stared at him, but at this moment, Bai Chunian in his arms fell into a deep coma. When he breathed, his chest was humming heavily, rustling like a bellows blowing fire, and the corners of his mouth and nose kept shaking. Blood poured out. If he continued to entangle with this experimental subject, it was uncertain whether Xiao Bai's body would collapse first. Rimbaud hesitated for a long time, but bit his lip patiently, turned around with Bai Chunian in his arms, and To the undead.
"Are you leaving? Are you leaving now? Don't you want to continue? Let me take him away, I will goug out his eyes and break his legs." The immortal soul held the pearl, and the laughter echoed in the air. Waves of sound fluctuated from his body, and the nearby leaves turned gray and withered.
"I'll keep this account in mind. You'd better live forever, and I won't make it easy for you in the next thousand years." Rimbaud took a deep breath, his shoulders trembled slightly, and finally hugged Baichu Nian walked into the ruins and disappeared.
"Ang? Really gone." The immortal watched Rimbaud leave, and the stick figure on the white cloth drooped, looking bored.
He looked down at the pearl in his hand. The surface of the pearl was covered with a lot of engine oil and mud, making it dirty and greasy.
"It's dirty."
The undead landed in the ruins of the pharmaceutical factory that had been destroyed beyond recognition. They sat on the ground, lifted a corner of the white cloth and wiped the surface clean. The pearls became pink and smooth again, and the stains were all on the white cloth.
The undead lifted it up, its legs dangling in the air, and looked up at him: "Hehehe, they don't want you anymore, no one wants it, no one wants it, no one wants the big blister."
The pearl was dangled in the air by him, and a layer of water mist slowly floated on the surface. The water mist gathered from the surface of the pearl, fell down, gathered together at the bottom, and condensed into water droplets. Go, when it drips, it solidifies into small pink and white pearls, and falls to the ground with crackles.
"Ah, I'm so annoying, don't do it, don't do it." The undead hurriedly took out half a pack of unused tissues from his pocket, took out one that was pasted on the surface of the pearl, wiped it back and forth, and made a squeaky noise as he wiped the glass. sound.
The rubble was scattered not far away, and Xia Shilu, who had been hiding in the corner since Rimbaud appeared, slowly came out of the shadows.
The undead didn't look at him, and laughed and mocked in a sharp voice: "I've been hiding for so long, I thought you wouldn't come out."
Xia Shilu wore a silver mask and couldn't see his expression, but his voice was cold: "You offended the siren, I will not wait to be revenged by him with you, the revenge of a mermaid is much more terrifying than you think, you Can't you see, he didn't continue to fight with you just because he was holding an envoy in his arms."
"Hee hee, I'm not afraid." The undead held up the pearl and looked at it in the dim light. "It's good that he can kill me. Being alive is not a good thing."
The positioning rings on Undead and Xia Shilu's necks lit up orange lights, and made a beeping sound. It is the research institute that thinks the mission is complete and is calling them back.
Xia Shi Lu Leng said: "We should go back."
The pearls finally stopped oozing water vapor, and the undead carefully put the pearls into his schoolbag, separated the pearls from the water glass with two practice books for the May 3rd college entrance examination, and said with a shrill smile, "I don't want to go back. It's finally released." , I’m going to some fun places, hahahahaha.”
Xia Shilu was very surprised, because for a long time, in the research institute, the immortal seemed very docile. Even in the deteriorating period, he was polite to the researchers, submissive, and looked harmless .
It turned out that all this was a disguise. If it weren't for his obedient and well-behaved performance, those researchers would not release him with confidence. It was also because of his obedience that he was not destroyed like other experimental subjects who accidentally entered the deterioration period.
"I'm going back." Xia Shilu also felt that the eternal undead was too dangerous, and wanted to stay away from him as soon as possible, turned around and said, "There is a concentrated infection agent in the positioning circle on our neck, if the positioning exceeds the preset range, it will Get killed, do it yourself."
"Hey, don't go."
"What." Xia Shilu subconsciously turned around when he heard the undead calling him.
I saw the shadow of the undead unknowingly clinging to his back, holding the glands on the back of his neck with his palms, and a vast and boundless mirror spread out under his feet, and a blue-black ghost hand stretched out from the mirror, grabbing Xia Shi. The four hooves of a deer.
"You—let me go!" Xia Shilu struggled in surprise.
The four deer hooves were held by countless ghost hands, and Xia Shilu struggled with all his strength but could not break free from their imprisonment.
The ground under his feet has been completely covered by the boundless mirror, and every time he struggles, there will be a fleeting ripple on the mirror.
The reflection of the immortal in the mirror is an angel with white wings, and the reflection of countless ghost hands is the hands of human beings praying for gifts. The immortal spreads his hands, and the angel with a golden halo on his head in the mirror spreads his wings at the same time, closing his eyes and singing.
In the golden temple of angels in the mirror, the reflection of Xia Shilu is the only gray and white thing, which is incompatible with the sacred and brilliant golden light in the mirror.
Xia Shilu's eyes suddenly lost focus, and his body was slowly pulled into the mirror by thousands of blue ghost hands.
Death calls.
The undead spread its arms, and the shadows of the angel and the undead in the mirror exchanged in a trance. Only the gray and white Xia Shilu rose silently from the mirror, and exchanged with the desperately struggling Xia Shilu.
"The strongest auxiliary experimental subject... Come and use it for me." The undead let go and smiled, "If it wasn't for that fish...the one standing next to me today would be a divine envoy, he is much more useful than you, even if it is weakened to 70%, it will still Stronger than you trash."
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Lan Bo carried Bai Chunian all the way to the outside of Red Fox City, removed the communicator from Bai Chunian's ear and put it in his own ear, and contacted the technical department and the team.
The team lost contact with Bai Chunian for a while, and they were calling him urgently, when Rimbaud connected to the call.
"He was wounded and unconscious."
Nervously said to the team members: "Who are you? Where is he?"
"I am Rimbaud, and he is in my arms."
The follow-up team members immediately connected their location to group B, and group B began to dispatch the nearest IOA agents for emergency response, and then passed the situation to the medical association, asking them to prepare rescue equipment in advance.
When Rimbaud approached the red aphid expressway, a car was already parked on the side of the road waiting. The driver was a woman. She stretched out a hand holding a thin cigarette from the car window and shook it at them. The arm was covered with IOA steel. armband.
Lan Bo stuffed Bai Chunian into the back seat and sat in himself.
The one who came to pick them up was Red Fox Omega Fuzuki, a member of the Search Division.
Fengyue had several bandaged wounds on her body. She was on the way to the mission, and immediately came to support after receiving an emergency order from the technical department. Fengyue looked back at them, and said with a thin cigarette in her mouth: "Put on your seat belt, we'll go back now."
"It's too late. Find the nearest sea, where no one is around." Lan Bo put his arms around Bai Chunian, let him lean in his arms, and supported his completely faded face with his palm.
"Okay. There is a medicine box under your feet." Fengyue shifted gears neatly and turned around, aiming to locate the nearest coastline, adjusted the rearview mirror, and caught a glimpse of the sad and gloomy eyes of the blond young man in the back seat.
She had met Rimbaud a few times at the headquarters, and knew that he was Bai Chunian's marriage partner. Although he was an omega, he was an extremely arrogant and indifferent man. You couldn't see anyone else in his eyes. , he always looked down on everyone.
I heard that he has a cooperative relationship with the IOA, but only high-level officials know the inside story, and she can only guess that it may be the leader of a secret organization. Some mafia leaders are European nobles, and his temperament is very similar.
Lan Bo lowered his head, rubbed the tip of his nose lightly on Bai Chunian's forehead, and whispered comfort in his ear in mermaid language.
Bai Chunian frowned, blood was still oozing out from the corner of his mouth, the skin on his neck was bruised and bruised, the skin was torn, and the blood seeped into the combat uniform.
Lan Bo unbuttoned Bai Chunian's combat uniform, stroked the wound on his body, used soothing pheromone to help him heal, brushed his fingertips over the scar on his body, and pressed a bump under the skin of his hip bone.
He once embedded the only scale on his body that symbolized his identity as a siren on Xiao Bai's hip bone. He predicted that such a day would come, so he used the soul of the whole sea to support Bai Chunian's body.
The inlaid scales under the skin glowed with blue light, dyeing the surrounding blood vessels with fluorescent blue, spreading to the limbs and bones.
Bai Chunian's complexion was better than before, his breathing changed from messy to steady, his eyes were half-closed, and he looked at Rimbaud in a daze, raised his hand bluntly, and touched Rimbaud's cheek.
A small, irregular pink-white pearl that was tightly clutched in his palm accidentally fell out, and he squeezed it back into his palm.
"I'm fine, don't be afraid." Bai Chunian stuffed the small pink and white pearl into Rimbaud's breast pocket, "I picked it up for you, lest you miss it when you regret it."
"I'll never regret it." Rimbaud supported the bloody glands on the back of his neck, pouted his face, making his expression look more indifferent and calm, "I'm fine."
Fengyue found a suspicious vehicle following her in the rearview mirror, and whispered: "Sit still." Then she skillfully picked up a brick from the foot of the co-pilot and pressed it on the accelerator. She stood on the driver's seat, and With one leg pressed on the steering wheel to keep the direction, he picked up a submachine gun, leaned out half of his body from the car window, and fired at the two cars chasing behind, blowing the front tire of one of them.
Rimbaud glanced back: "It's just a human being. I'll clean it up."
Fengyue smoked a thin cigarette, raised her eyebrows slightly, and parted her red lips lightly: "No, you can continue coaxing Brother Chu, I can handle it." With her slender legs pressed against the steering wheel, she controlled a slow turn on the wide road, black Silk stockings and red patent leather high heels reflect the luster in the dim light.
The speed of the car was getting faster and faster, but it did not lose control.
Fengyue solved the pursuit, threw the submachine gun with overheated muzzle to the co-pilot, took away the brick, and drove towards the coastline with one foot of the accelerator.
The car was parked by the sea, Fengyue was wearing a submachine gun, leaning against the door of the car, the hem of the windbreaker fluttering with the wind, holding the windproof flame of the lighter with one hand to light a cigarette.
Lan Bo put Bai Chunian's arm around his neck and dragged him into the depths of the sea.
When Bai Chunian was dragged into the sea, he was suffocated for a moment, his hands and feet kicked wildly, and Rimbaud grabbed his hands and kissed him.
Rimbaud chased away the fish, and kept falling with Bai Chunian in his arms until he fell into the seabed desert at a depth of 100 meters. Blu-ray jellyfish.
Bai Chunian used all his strength to resist the pressure of the deep water, and Lan Bo guided him to peel off the collar from his neck bit by bit.
The skin of Bai Chunian's neck was almost worn away, and it was a piece of blood and flesh. The wound was stimulated by the sea water, and he twitched in pain in the water.
"Don't pick it, I can't control it. Rimbaud, if I get worse, you kill me. Really, you leave my glands and bring them back to the Caribbean. I will stay with you forever, ah."
"No." Rimbaud hugged him with both hands, his body clinging to him.
As soon as the collar was taken off, Bai Chunian's body burst out with an extremely heavy oppressive aura, and Rimbaud's body that was close to him was covered with a layer of glass like ice.
"Stay away from me, it hurts to lose control, you wait for me at a distance..."
"A little injury, nothing to worry about." Rimbaud wrapped his fishtail around his body, and the tip of his tongue lightly licked his red and swollen glands to help him release.
This process lasted for nearly three hours before Rimbaud swam to the surface with the sleeping Xiaobai and sat on the reef to rest.
Some shattered vitreous was hanging from top to bottom of his body, and where the vitreous fell off, flesh and blood were peeled off.
Bai Chunian's face softened a lot, he stopped vomiting blood, his body became more stable, his head rested on Rimbaud's fishtail, his breathing became calm, and he burrowed into his arms relyingly.
Rimbaud stroked his wet hair and looked worriedly at the sea.
I don't know how long this kind of suppression can last. On the day when the suppression failed, Xiao Bai deteriorated. Would he want to kill his most beloved person again with his own hands
Or let him deteriorate and use his own ability to keep him "alive", like an immortal, insane, neither alive nor dead, wandering in the world.
Which one to choose.
The sea is calm and there is no wind. Rimbaud sits on this lonely reef, looking into the distance speechlessly, and suddenly remembers that the old man Blue Whale once told him that God is doomed to be lonely.
After a long time, Rimbaud choked up, and a distant and long whale sound came out from his throat, and the long mournful cry spread tens of thousands of miles.
Black pearls fell one after another, falling into the sea like broken threads, making tiny splashes.