"Ugh!" Before Xie Yuanyuan could turn around, Du Zijun rushed over and slapped him across the face!
"Fuck you...!" The depths of Du Zijun's eyes seemed to be burning with fire. He was still wounded, and there was a mark on his cheek where a blade had passed by. Xie Yuanyuan's eyes were filled with stars, and he immediately squatted down and held his head. This was the first time he saw Du Zijun angry... No god or Buddha dared to get close!
"Yes, yes, yes, I'm sorry!" he shouted stammering, "I, I, I, I, I was wrong!"
Wen Zheliu walked over slowly, Xie Yuanyuan looked at him with eyes asking for help, and Wen Zheliu looked at him with red-rimmed eyes.
"Don't slap him in the face," he smiled coldly, "Can he be seen by others now? After all, he is a hero who saves the world. The injury on his face will not have a good impact."
Xie Yuanyuan suddenly screamed like a slaughtering pig.
He Rui's face was covered with blood, and his eyes had changed. The holy nun suddenly disappeared, and Cuiyulu was taken away by her. More importantly, the joint system of Muspelheim extinguished the light the moment the young man with strange features appeared in the distance.
—They were expelled by Cuiyulu.
Expulsion meant complete death. Only he had reached an agreement with the Holy Sisters and received preferential treatment as the former person in charge of the Eucharist Project. But this was not the case for the remaining eight people. Without Cuiyulu, they would not even be able to survive. arrive!
Taking advantage of He Qin's stunned moment, He Rui stepped forward like a swift ghost in the night. Although Xie Yuanyuan permanently killed him as a desperate black dragon, there were still fierce and sharp dragon scales spreading from his forearms. above, like a pair of deadly fists growing out of flesh and blood, even able to withstand He Qin's blade. He dug his claw into He Qin's chest, and the cold light from his five fingers made a painful sound. If he hit it, the target would be killed immediately, and even the sternum would be smashed to pieces!
The Holy Son revised the rules for Xie Yuanyuan, so things that everyone had forgotten before came back to his mind. He Qin was distracted by the influx of memories. In less than tenths of a second, He Rui's killing move It's close at hand. His left shoulder jerked back. This was a completely subconscious reaction, just like when a person touches a fire, his fingers will retreat at a speed that the human brain cannot process. He Rui's sharp claws grazed his vitals, plowing five flying cracks in his chest, and the bones were deep enough.
"...the response is pretty fast." He Rui's voice was hoarse, and he praised with a half-smile. There was no chance to breathe, and the second time came in a blink of an eye!
The blades crossed each other, and the sparks flying from the collision flew between the two pairs of confronting eyes, one pair was as gold as lava, and the other pair was sinister and scarlet.
He Qin seemed to feel no pain. They were equally matched opponents. He Rui might be inferior to him in terms of skill, but after all, he had been wandering in the real world for nearly ten years, and the virtual world was his home field. The two people's faces and bodies were covered with wounds mixed with blood and mud, and most of the surrounding ruins of Ragnarok had collapsed. They stared at each other's eyes, looking for any possible flaw, like two beasts fighting to the death. .
Blood dripped from He Qin's torn wound. The next second the blade turned over. He originally used the thin blade to intersect with He Rui's equally sharp claws. Now he turned away from the knife, so He Rui's five fingers simultaneously cut open his shoulder by force of inertia, and blood spattered instantly, turning He Rui's sinister smile red.
He Qin's sword force continued unabated, thrusting diagonally and upwards!
This is not a swordsmanship of any genre. The close combat is only within a few inches, and this sword is as forbearing and despicable as a poisonous snake, and the moment it is provoked, it is so violent, like a roaring lion. He Rui felt only severe pain, and the spurting blood was like blooming, dyeing most of He Qin's face red in the blink of an eye!
A huge bloodstain diagonally separated He Rui's face. From his chin to his forehead, his nose bones were broken into several pieces. The flesh and blood on both sides of the wound lay flat, like a child's mouth that couldn't be closed. If he takes another half step back, this knife will mercilessly split his head open!
"Fuck you!" He Rui yelled angrily, looking as terrifying as a demon at this moment. He staggered back, and the wounds on his face immediately healed hard and quickly. The dripping blood splashed all over his body, blurring his facial features, leaving only two red lights on his face flickering fiercely.
"My mother is your mother." He Qin responded indifferently, the sword flashed across the earth, and the second sword was about to cut him in half.
He Rui jumped onto the abandoned high platform at a speed that ordinary people could not reach, and punched down hard. The high platform shattered and collapsed with a loud noise. His hands were deeply inserted into the ground, and he lifted up a platform base - it weighed several A whole block of square granite weighing 1.5 tons was thrown towards He Qin, colliding with the light of the sword. The platform base neatly split into two halves in mid-air, and then smashed into a meteor shower of gravel and dust on the ground.
The smoke and dust stirred up by this attack filled the air like mist, blurring half of the battlefield, and He Rui's figure was also obscured by the flying dust. He Qin's face was expressionless. He casually kicked away the stones blocking the road under his feet, as if he was walking in the garden of his home.
"What a scene of fratricide!" He Rui's hysterical laughter seemed to come from all directions, "Wonderful, really wonderful! How could there be such a vulgar-yet wonderful plot, at this time, in At this moment, it’s happening in a no-man’s land!”
He Qin did not answer. His eyes had already seen through the situation in the dust and locked onto a shaky shadow. He dragged his knife forward, his steps neither hurried nor slow.
He Rui laughed to himself for a while, but no one responded to him, so the laughter gradually extinguished like a candle in the wind. He said quietly: "You really want me to die, brother."
"Why? I don't understand, I really don't understand... For so many days and nights, I was locked in an inner world without anyone, with only abandoned electronic waste to keep me company. I have been thinking about this question, and I have been thinking about it. I’m thinking about it, and I’m breaking my head thinking about it, but I still don’t understand.”
He asked softly, with a tired voice: "Why? It doesn't matter if you don't agree with the Holy Corpus Project. Those scientific researchers came to kill me with thunderstorm devices. Do you still blame me for killing them? Look at your face, brother. Look at your own face! When you came to execute me with a knife and broke my limbs, you had an expression that had nothing to do with you. How could anyone in the world kill his brother with such an expression? "
"You and I are monsters from the same mother... Shouldn't monsters understand each other?" He said in a low voice, "I don't understand... I really can't understand."
He Qin held the knife and walked steadily towards He Rui's direction.
"The people from Muspelheim have been with you for more than ten years," he asked suddenly. "Were they completely dead just now? Are you sad?"
He Rui was slightly stunned.
He Qin did not wait for his answer: "You and I must still remember what happened outside the training hall. Those brats wanted to destroy my knife hand, and I beat the leader of them hard, and you were there Standing not far away, you thought I didn't notice you. Did you want to come over and help me at that time, a monster who shares the same mother as me?"
He Rui laughed dumbly: "Just because of this..."
"You are not sad, and you have never thought about helping your blood relatives or anyone." He Qin said calmly, "No, that is not entirely accurate. You have thought about it. What you want is to wait for me to be killed. Beat him to the ground, wait until the situation is irreversible, and then come out and play the role of an anxious and angry brother, a brother and brother... The purpose is to make me accept your love."
He Rui stopped talking.
"Everything in your eyes is something that can be calculated and steps that can be climbed." He Qin finally smiled, but the smile was also completely cold and heartless, "Just like the loyal person who has been with you for more than ten years. Even if your subordinates die, you are not sad for them. Is it useful to understand you? Is it useful to stand on the same line with you? "
"It turns out that you have seen everything through," He Rui chuckled, "What a pair of useful eyes... what a pair..."
He Qin turned a deaf ear to his sick murmurs. He walked faster and faster, and his pace became more and more rapid. In his eyes, He Rui's back was clearly visible, and the scattered smoke and dust could not have any impact on him.
He finally ran quickly, and immediately jumped up high. The blade composed of supreme authority drew a blooming arc in the air, surrounding He Rui's figure from all directions, leaving nowhere to hide!
The sword energy blew away the smoke and dust, like a strong wind breaking through a fragile wandering spider web, and the sharp light had already wrapped around the target's neck... No, that's not right.
He Qin's pupils shrank, and there was no way to avoid this knife. He threw the figure's head high into the sky, and blood was everywhere. He finally saw clearly that it was not He Rui, but a strange person with a similar body shape. Ordinary players!
The wind roared behind him, and he turned around suddenly, punching him hard on the waist and abdomen, breaking the flesh with a thunder-like explosion! He Qin's throat felt fishy, and he immediately flew out and fell into the middle of the collapsed ruins, blasting away a circle of billowing dust.
His chin was dripping with blood, his nose was bleeding, and even his ears were bleeding. He Rui was entangled on the tall stone pillar like a dragon, laughing so hard that he could hardly breathe: "This is right, this is Yes! What’s the point of pretending to be affectionate all the time? Look at how decisive you were just now, this is your true face! Does Wen Shu and Liu Huaimeng’s youngest son know? Has he seen it? "
Before he finished speaking, the stone pillar he was standing on had been cut off. He Rui kept laughing and wandered around the battlefield like a ghost. He Qin got up, and the blood hole on his waist was gradually healing.
"Yes, I do know that you are unlikely to stand still and let me chop you," he said, "but so what?"
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His pupils once again locked onto a target, so coldly and hard-hearted, it was really shocking: "I will try whenever there is a slight possibility... as long as the result is worth the price."
Two figures emerged from the fog and fought together again. He Rui was still laughing, with twisted veins popping out on his forehead, but the corners of his mouth were still raised convulsively. He hissed: "Even if I don't come to the Uncanny Valley, you will violate those two old things when you go back. According to the agreement, he personally went to the other world to kill me, right?"
"Correct answer," He Qin's every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "It's a pity that there are no extra points."
He Rui laughed wildly, as if this wild laughter was the only thing that could help him fight. He stretched out his hand and jammed the blade tightly, allowing the sharp weapon to cut deeply into the flesh and blood under the scales, and the muscles all over his body bulged out. Shengsheng pushed He Qin back a few steps, and two ravines rolled up under his feet.
"What a surprise..." He Rui mocked, "You are actually afraid! What's wrong, because my existence is like a time bomb, which will always threaten the new life you choose and your little life. Lover? So when you knew I was coming, you couldn't wait to kill me, right?"
He did not wait for He Qin to speak, but swung the blade away fiercely, even ignoring the piece of flesh that had been cut off from his own skin and bones. Then, with lightning speed, he grabbed He Qin's elbow joint with his wrong hand, and with a crisp sound, the long knife was released. , was kicked away by He Rui! He Qin's lips twitched violently, and the pain of the joint being released was like an electric shock. At the same time, he backhand slashed into He Rui's incompletely closed wound, as if he wanted to directly dig out his heart with this blow!
Blood and sweat were mixed and spattered among the ancient bricks and stones. Putting aside all foreign objects, the two of them were like tigers and leopards fighting to the death. There was no other way to go except the only dead end in front of them. Their childhood was spent in mutual indifference, and their entire youth was spent in confrontation. There were no flowers and applause at their coming-of-age ceremony, no mutual progress brought about by healthy competition, only cruel blood and fire, burning half A sky.
"I am a freak born of power and power, and so are you! So are you!" He Rui roared, the tail end of which was as sharp as a whistle, "We bleed the same blood, and this is your original sin! But you are better than My sins are more and greater, and it was you who first raised the knife to stab your blood relatives!"
He Qin punched him hard in the face, causing his mouth and nose to bleed: "You talk too much!"
The long and exhaustive fight made the two people's nerves tense to the extreme. He Rui tried to move in the direction of Wen Zheliu several times, but He Qin blocked him in the center of the battlefield. He Rui laughed hoarsely: "How long can you hold on? This is my home court, there is no way you can defeat me here!"
In fact, he was right. He healed and recovered much faster here than He Qin. Even if the supreme authority was still in hand, the possibility that He Qin could kill him was doubtful. He Rui seized the gap in the flaw and whipped He Qin with a whip, kicking He Qin several meters away and crashing into the ruins.
"You... Haha, hahaha!" He Rui's expression was extremely crazy, "You'd better watch me kill that little orphan with your own eyes, and wait until I take care of him before I deal with you, brother!"
The expressions of the three people watching not far away changed. When Wen Zheliu moved, Xie Yuanyuan, who had put on his clothes, rushed forward and hugged Wen Zheliu's waist: "Brother! Brother, don't go. Let's run first! I changed Even when I became Odin, I couldn't kill this lunatic, and now it's even more difficult for him to be a mortal!"
The sound of the sea surged from far to near. Du Zijun watched He Rui's every move, ready to call out Long Ji at any time, and shouted sternly: "Take him and leave! That madman's first choice is him!"
Blood overflowed from the corners of He Qin's mouth. He stared at He Rui and suddenly laughed.
This was his rare smile at the moment. Even He Rui couldn't help but be stunned. He stood up from the ground with his arms. He didn't have a knife in his hand, but he was holding... a wooden stick.
"Indeed," he said, "I forgot that this is a game world after all."
He Rui's eyebrows jumped and he subconsciously took two steps forward.
"System identification." He whispered, "Start prop rating."
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"The current moment is so similar to that day in the past." He Qin was still in the mood to look around. He smiled slightly, "The sun was setting, my knife was knocked out, and then it was a life-and-death struggle with my bare hands. Fighting... What about the end? How did I break your limbs, brother?"
He Rui's expression suddenly changed.
He Qin said softly: "Thank you for reminding me... this is still a game world after all."
Prop rating is complete.
Prop name: Broken stick·Exclusive to one person
Grade:d
Activation type: Instant activation
Cooling time: none
Attack power:
Effect: The durability is not high, and the user can hold it to attack. But it has special restraint effect on specific objects.
Equipment level: 1
Prop introduction: Put an end to the evil karma of blood!
He Qinti stepped forward and swung the stick. It was just the most ordinary wood and the most ordinary material. Even in the first world, it couldn't last for long. But with this stick, He Rui, who could be called a man of copper skin and iron bones, collapsed to the ground with cracked bones. The sound is clearly audible!
Three people not far away were speechless, all stunned.
"The first blow," He Qin's expression was frightening, "for the people who died in your hands!"
He Rui howled like a beast. This sentence was so familiar and bone-chilling. This was the reappearance of yesterday. It was the sentence He Qin gave him word for word at that time!
"The second strike is for the consequences of the Eucharist Plan!"
"You killed me once, do you want to kill me a second time?" He Rui screamed crazily, "You are more ruthless than me... a thousand times more ruthless than me!"
"The third blow," He Qin turned a deaf ear, then broke his leg bones, "It's for Odin who died because of you!"
"One last blow!" He clamped down on He Rui's throat, his eyes blazing with dark fire, and he lowered his voice, "...it's for Ning Ning's parents."
The last blow hit the Mad King hard on the spine, knocking his core data directly into the other world and into the earth!
The wooden stick finally clattered to the ground.
He Qin staggered back a few steps, covering his waist and abdomen in embarrassment. In front of him, the tall body that had lost its soul also faded away, like a pottery figurine gradually integrating with the earth, slowly turning into sand in the wind.
… it's over.
it's all over.
Sweat broke open the scabbed bloodstains and flowed down the heaving chest. He couldn't help but pant. The Wenzheliu in the distance stopped for a moment and hurried over: "Are you okay! Let me see the wound!"
He Qin's palms curled up, and the sudden loss of strength after the fierce battle made him unable to relax his muscles for a while and hold Wen Zheliu's hand. He managed a smile and said, "It's okay, don't worry. Just rest for a while and you'll be fine."
Xie Yuanyuan and Du Zijun were lagging behind. Xie Yuanyuan was still a little afraid that He Qin would regain his composure and scolded him, so he rushed over and said in a panic: "What, I, I'll go check on the players in the base camp first. How is everything going..."
Du Zijun grabbed him by the collar, his expression serious as never before: "Come back!"
"Ah... ah?"
He Qin's head and face were covered with blood, but his golden eyes were still hovering. He whispered: "... It's the Holy Nun."