Difu, whose tail was swept by the Fire Feather Arrow, was enraged, and the corpses controlled by it all grew neat scythe nails. With a mass-produced stiff movement, they walked forward like Carlos. .
"Hey, archery brother, you can't be accurate!" Carlos said jokingly, but his face turned cold. He lowered his body to avoid the claws of a zombie, and cut off the thin thread behind him with his backhand. It was done very precisely, without any waste, and the corpse became a puppet with its strings broken, and plunged into his arms.
Carlos gently put his former compatriots on the ground, and suddenly grabbed the blade with his own hand and wiped it hard. The blood immediately soaked the entire sword, and was quickly sucked into the blade by an unknown force. inside.
This rusty ancient sword made a "buzzing" buzzing sound, which seemed to come from all directions, everywhere, and a dark red totem was exposed on the hilt.
The approaching corpses stopped in their tracks, the long nails retracted, and the confused expression of the dead appeared on their faces. Afterwards, the first corpse walked all the way to the ground with the roar that seemed to come from the depths of the human soul. It was only one meter away from Carlos that he finally fell down.
The surrounding fog seemed to be forced to recede by the sword cry, and Di Fu let out a small, frightened scream, and took a step back involuntarily.
The pale man dragged his bloody sword, like the legend that cut through the black mist, he limped to his feet, showing a nonchalant smile: "You want to eat my eyes? You just want to eat my eyes?" Aren't you afraid you won't be able to digest and have diarrhea?"
Di Fu jumped up suddenly, and repeated his old tricks, intending to escape through the dense forest and dense fog. At this time, the second fire feather arrow arrived. pierced its ankle, nailed it to the ground alive, Difu screamed, staggered and fell down, Carlos hit its temple with the scabbard without hesitation, and its head hit On the ground, a hole was punched out.
"No..." it suddenly spoke out, its body twisted and lay on the ground, and it raised its head with difficulty. The nails on its hands suddenly disappeared, and it turned into a pair of skinny human hands full of scars.
"No..." It desperately reached out to grab Carlos's burnt trouser legs, "clucking" in its throat: "Save me... save... save me..."
The man holding the fire-feathered arrow bow appeared out of breath—it was the embarrassed Louis. He saw Carlos clearly, and his face couldn't hide his surprise: "Mr. Fraret? Why are you here?"
"It's hard to say." Carlos shrugged at him, looking down at the man crouching at his feet.
"Help me... I'm an ordinary person... I don't want to die, I don't want to be controlled, I don't want to..."
His fingers had already touched Carlos' bare/exposed short ankle, and at this moment, the pair of human hands suddenly turned into a huge spike, which stood up straight and pierced directly between Carlos' eyebrows.
Louie exclaimed: "Be careful!"
Carlos didn't take a step back, as if he had been mentally prepared, he cut off Difu's head with a sword without hesitation, and the spike stopped less than one centimeter from the center of his eyebrows, and did not move.
Blood splattered all over him, even a few drops stuck to his chin. In the darkness of night, the handsome and striking man remained calm, and his pale skin was stained with a strange blush because of the blood.
Louis almost froze.
The next moment, Carlos lifted the clothes of the beheaded man. The drum-shaped mark on his body was fading quickly, almost returning to the color of his skin. Carlos immediately inserted the epee stained with his own blood After entering the corpse, a green mist rose from the air, and before it could escape, it was sucked clean by the sword nailed to it.
In an instant, the dark world was turned upside down, and the "boundary" was broken.
All contact with the outside world was restored, and the annunciator on Louis' body that had been unable to send out information screamed.
Louis squinted his eyes uncomfortably under the glare of the sun, and asked, "Is this the drummer?"
Carlos didn't answer, but his face was extremely serious—the light on the blade disappeared, which meant that there was no other life reaction on the corpse, so what about the pearl clam? Where did you go
He raised his head to look at the head that had been cut off by his sword. The red and pale halos of the man's eyes had faded strangely, and the pupils were dilated hollowly. It looked no different from any dead person.
"Damn it." Carlos stood up abruptly, this action made him shake his whole body, turned his head and coughed, which immediately elicited a fishy sweetness in his throat - he insisted on using the unformed protective spell I collided with the "drum sound" and it seemed that I was injured by the shock.
"Your Excellency..." Louis stretched out his hand, intending to help him, but someone preempted him.
A sharp signal sounded in the distance, echoing Louis.
A person rushed out suddenly, pulled Carlos into his arms, put his hand on his back, and said hurriedly: "Spit out the blood!"
The "boundary" was opened, and the people who were urgently searching for them in the vicinity immediately locked on to this position. Carlos didn't intend to be brave, so he spat out a mouthful of blood on Aldo's hand, and glanced at the looming spot on the back of his hand. The magic circle waved away Aldo's hand, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Louis, is Mrs. Xiaoden with you?"
The clothes on Louis's entire back were cut open, revealing his bruised back, which made the accompanying therapist Amy scream: "Master Louis!"
Louis ignored him, nodded, and said briefly: "Therapists, follow me."
Mrs. Xiaoden was seriously injured, and she was old, and her body was not as easy to recover as a young man, so she was quickly surrounded by therapists. Gal stayed by his side until the therapist told him that Mrs. Xiaoden's life was not in danger, and the pale man nodded reluctantly.
Louis was forced to sit on one side by Amy, and carefully wiped his almost naked/naked back with a cotton swab dipped in purified water.
"What's the matter with your legs?" Aldo checked Carlos's palm that was cut by himself, then squatted down with a frown, and opened Carlos's scorched trouser legs.
"No need, sir." Carlos took a step back and said bluntly, "How dare you trouble you?"
"Don't move!" Aldo frowned fiercely, his temples thumped, and he was frightened for half a day, almost driving his barely suppressed emotions to a dead end, and even wanted to strangle this bastard man to death. He avoided the wound, held Carlos' ankle indisputably, and looked up at him condemningly, "How did you do it?"
Carlos shrugged and said nonchalantly: "Well, I used a magic circle, and I probably misremembered a few strokes, and then it caught fire."
"..." Aldo reached out for the hand that purified the water.
After a while, the blond man sighed, took out a silk cloth, and carefully wiped the burning wound on Carlos' bare calf.
"It's really yours." No matter how partial he was in his heart, the master of the magic circle still felt that he had nothing to say about it, so he could only forcefully squeeze out such a vague sigh.
"Okay, let's talk about it now, what's going on here?" Gal came out with a stern expression, and gave Carlos a reassuring look by the way, "Thank you, Carl, she's not as serious as she looks."
"In the evening, someone called the police and said that his daughter was missing." Louis didn't hide his tiredness, and was made muffled by the strength of Amy's bandaging hand, "Please, hiss...Mr. Berg, be gentle. "
Amy snorted: "I wish you were begging me so on another occasion, dear Louis—you actually hurt your back, Mr. Meggert, the instructor and priest, is not an intern, and you know it's dangerous, right?" Right? Please consider your own tolerance when protecting others!"
Lu Yihan, who was molested, ignored him with a blank face, and continued: "We started an urgent search. In fact, Mrs. Xiaoden warned us about the 'drummer', but we all underestimated the destructive power of the drummer."
"You were scattered in the woods?" Carlos asked.
"Yes, I think we were drawn into the 'world'." Louie sighed and turned to Gale, "Including your mother—because she volunteered to be our guide, I walked with her at that time. At the front of the line, we first encountered the 'drummer'... Fortunately, Mrs. Xiaoden consulted a lot of information after talking with you, and we were somewhat prepared. We barely escaped from it. Mrs. Xiaoden and I Both were injured, she was too old to take risks, so I hid her with a magic circle, and then went to find other people, but you know, the power of a magic circle will be suppressed to a critical value in the 'boundary' , almost didn’t have much effect, I didn’t dare to go far until I saw a signal from a suspected companion.”
"Yeah, I almost burned my pants for that signal," Carlos said.
"Wait, Carl said," Gal interjected/entered, "the reason why drummers are classified as second class is because there is no 'boundary'."
Carlos hadn't slept all night, and his eyes were a little dry. He stretched out his hand and pinched his eyebrows: "Strictly speaking, it's not a drummer, there's also a Tibetan pearl clam."
"What?!"
"Are you sure?" Aldo also raised his head.
"Basically sure, I fought with it." Carlos said, "But the body that I chopped into several pieces did not find the pearl clam. I don't know where it is attached, or it may be I ran away when I didn't know - I don't know much about the 'jie', there is no precedent for the symbiosis of the Tibetan pearl clam and the drummer, and neither of them successfully formed the 'jie' Last night, I wondered if there was a third Difu, but unfortunately there was no sign of it in the end... "
Aldo's face changed suddenly, he stood up abruptly, grabbed Carlos's crumpled clothes on the chest, and said almost gnashing his teeth: "You are alone in the 'world' facing two unknown symbiotic relationships... at least Difu above the second level? Carlos, I just said yesterday that you have a sense of proportion."
Carlos brushed his hand away and glanced at him with a smirk: "I am really flattered that Mr. Archbishop still praises me behind my back. I wish I could kneel down and thank you."
Gal coughed dryly: "Well... two, shall we go back first?"
Even he can see that Carlos is obviously a guy who takes soft things and doesn't take hard things. Every time Archbishop Alfred's attitude softens, no matter how ugly his face is, he will maintain a minimum of politeness and respect, but the other party always Putting his face down, he immediately looked like a hedgehog with fried hair, completely like a bastard who is not afraid of boiling water.
Of course Aldo knew about this matter better than Gal. After losing control for a while, he immediately suppressed his emotions, his face changed a few times, his cheeks were tense, he stared into Carlos' eyes, gritted his teeth and softened his voice : "I'm just worried."
"Yeah, I'm sorry to trouble you." Carlos raised his eyebrows, straightened his clothes, looked at him with a sneer, turned and left... limping.
Gal looked back at Mrs. Xiaoden who was being carried away by the therapist. One head turned into two big ones, and he pushed Evan who was standing beside him stupidly: "Go and help him."
"Ah... oh." Evan walked over in a daze, "Jo... well, Carlos, do you need help?"
"Nonsense." Carlos put an arm on his shoulders unceremoniously, and ordered, "Low your head, bow your head, what are you doing with such a stiff neck, hiss... please, I'm a cripple now, not that... what is that from?" That? The one with everyone wiggling their butts together... oh, the runners!"
"It's a race walk." Mr. Evan Shot Wa Gorado corrected in a low voice.
"I mean race walking." Carlos argued forcefully.
Then he laughed himself first, no longer looked so angry, no longer had a calm face, and became a happy man without stress, and Evan had to laugh foolishly.
Aldo stood there looking at their backs, his light gray eyes were full of haze for a moment, his face was so gloomy and frightening, it looked as if he wanted to put Evan's hand on Carlos's shoulder without feeling As if chopped off. Gal was taken aback: "Your Excellency..."
"It's nothing, is Mr. Priest okay?" As if reminded by this sound, Aldo quickly restrained his expression and asked flatly.
"Yes, I'm fine..." Before Louis could finish his sentence, Amy stabbed him in the waist with a finger, and the tone changed.
"He has something to do, but I will take care of him." Amy pressed Louis' shoulder and said with a smile.
"I hope you know how to clean up the mess?" Aldo glanced at Gal.
Gal pressed his forehead and nodded helplessly: "I will."
Without hesitation, Aldo turned around and followed Carlos.