When the city was under attack, the music in the Blood Rose Bar was still loud. A few wild men with disheveled hair were playing heavy metal music on the stage, and with the help of loudspeakers, they completely covered up the explosion outside. In addition, several scantily dressed girls frantically twisted their water snake waists on it, completely attracting the attention of the guests.
These dancers flitted back and forth like fish swimming around the edge of the stage, using their thighs and the faint scenery under their skirts to make the men below extremely excited. The men crowded in the front row laugh from time to time and reach out to touch the long legs or buttocks of these women. The dancers will smile and lower their bodies to let the men show off their tall and plump breasts, and the guests will also give tips. Tucked into those alluring cleavages.
Some even whispered something in the dancer's ear, if the dancer nodded, then a business deal with the dancer would be concluded.
The atmosphere in the bar was very lively, until the door of the bar was suddenly violently blown away, only then did the people inside react. Not far from the door, a few unlucky people vomited blood when they hit the door panel. This sudden change caused the music to stagnate. The dancer above also stopped dancing, looked out of the door with a terrified expression and stepped back again and again. . So some drunken men in the front row squeezed away from the crowd, wanting to see who was so bold to disturb their interest.
A man walked in from the door that was blown away. He didn't look very tall, he could be said to be of medium height. She was wearing a long black windbreaker, and the windbreaker was opened, revealing her sturdy body inside. The sharp muscles made the eyes of the dancers on the stage brighten, and when they saw this man dragging another person in, the newly born interest disappeared immediately.
The man dragged in by the man in the windbreaker had blood on his face, and his right leg was twisted unnaturally, apparently violently interrupted. This man is no stranger to everyone. He is the spectator of this bar. This guy named Sonny can single out three regular soldiers, which is like a nightmare for ordinary people. But now he was pulled in weakly by the man in the windbreaker, and then thrown to the ground like a pig.
The man in the windbreaker with most of his face hidden in the hood glanced at the people in the bar, then smiled. He raised his leg, followed by a foot on Sonny's chest. Sonny's body was like paper, and his chest suddenly sank. When the man in the windbreaker stood up again, a fountain of blood gushed out.
The bar was silent at first, and then the woman on the stage screamed. The men also panicked, and only then did they think of running away. But it was too late, the man in the windbreaker was like a lion in a flock of sheep. His terrifying power could tear apart a strong man at will, and no one was his opponent. Those who dared to resist were often torn in two by him, and those who wanted to escape were also smashed to death by a table or other things he casually threw over.
After a few minutes, the bar gradually quieted down. Except for a few guys who noticed something was wrong at the beginning and jumped out of the window cleverly, everyone else died. But those who escaped will not end well, there are more nightmares waiting for them outside.
The bar was littered with dead men, and the blood floated to the ground, forming plasma. Stepping on the plasma, the man in the windbreaker jumped onto the stage and came to the only remaining dancer. The dancer was so frightened that she lost control of herself. She cried and said to the man in the windbreaker: "Don't kill me, sir. I'll give you the money, I'll give you all..."
She took out all the tips she got tonight, offered them with trembling hands, and then forced a charming expression: "Look, I'm not bad looking either. If you need, I can accompany you, how you want to play It's all right, just don't kill me..."
The man chuckled and pulled down his hood, revealing a rough face. He looked like those drunks selling drunk on the street, but his eyes were as black as ink. Like, devil's eyes!
He stretched out his hand to the dancer and gently stroked her face. The woman felt extremely terrified, these hands were as cold as ice, when his palms stroked them, the dancer felt no different from being slid by a cold snake across her face. Suddenly, the man held the woman's face in his hands. The dancer thought he was at least interested in her body, so she immediately let go. But suddenly felt that he seemed to be holding him too hard, she immediately wanted to push the man's hand away, but it didn't work. As a result, the woman's face was gradually squeezed into a ball, and finally, under the force of the man, her head exploded into blood mist, spraying him all over the face.
He wiped his face excitedly, stood up on the stage and raised his head, roaring like a beast!
When he heard the sound of the siren, Du Ze immediately bounced from his pocket. The colonel in the darkness opened his eyes, the eyes were clear and bright, and he was not even half drunk. Du Ze rushed to the window and opened the blinds. As far as he could see, there were buildings shrouded in flames, and countless screams came from the city.
"Damn it!" Du Ze cursed, turned around and kicked open the wardrobe door. There were only a few changes of clothes and pants inside, and other than that, there was only a big sword in a black leather sheath lying there quietly. An eagle's head was carved on the hilt of this great sword, which was a gift from Du Ze's father when he was first selected to join the Scarlet Knight.
The flying eagle symbolizes that Duzao has soared into the sky from then on, but unfortunately his father did not see Duzao's current situation. Because ten years ago, his father died in a family civil strife. After coming to the Shadow City, this great sword named "Golden Falcon" has been left idle by the capital, and now the sword is still covered with dust.
Du chose to take it out, and quickly tied it behind his back. Just after doing this, his heart moved. The next moment, the window burst, and a figure sneaked in nimbly and swept towards Du Ze.
Du Ze snorted coldly, grabbed his opponent's leg with one hand, and bent his elbow heavily on the leg with the other, and the opponent immediately heard a continuous sound of bone shattering. Du Ze followed the trend and threw the attacker to the floor. The colonel slapped away the light source in the bedroom, and under the light, a woman in a black windbreaker was lying on the ground like a spider, but one of her legs had been deformed by Du Ze's attack, and it seemed that she could no longer use it. But this woman didn't care at all, with her head hidden in the hood, Du Ze felt her awe-inspiring gaze wandering around him.
"Who are you?" Du Ze shouted.
The woman didn't answer, she put her hands up, and she flew towards the colonel. Du Ze looked solemn, and drew his sword backhand the moment the woman approached. There was a flash of sword light in the room, and when the tip of Du Ze's sword pointed to the ground, a drop of blood dripped onto the floor along the tip of the sword. The woman turned into two corpses, one fell on Du Ze's bed, and the other rolled near the closet.
Although the other party was a woman, the colonel was not naive enough to show mercy because of her gender. The lion fights the rabbit, still with all its strength. The same is true for Du Ze, as long as it is an enemy, he will kill it with all his strength. This is the first sentence the school officer said to him when he entered the blood knight, and he has always engraved it in his heart.
Holding the big sword in his hand, the colonel left the bedroom without even wearing the blood knight uniform, just walked through the living room, and casually picked up a communicator at the entrance. He kicked open the door, and choking smoke poured out of the door. The Colonel made his way through the smoke to the nearby street, and as far as he could see, the whole city was burning. Lampposts on the street are crooked, cars overturned, dead bodies are everywhere, a mess!
"Sura, did you hear me? Please answer!" Du Ze yelled into the communicator, hoping to know what happened through the lieutenant.
However, after continuous calls, there was no response.
At this time, a figure suddenly bumped out from the window of a bungalow on the opposite street, another guy in a black windbreaker. He yelled and rushed towards the colonel, grunted, his body moved sideways, he raised his big sword and swung it down heavily, instantly cutting the man in two. He still wanted to continue calling, but found that more and more men in black came out from nowhere near the street.
These guys hid their faces under the hats, but Du Ze felt that they exuded a beast-like breath.
"All right... "
Du Ze threw away the communicator and used both hands to hold the sword instead. With awe-inspiring eyes, he slowly turned around and scanned all the enemies.
(Don't die, Seurat.)
With a loud roar, Du Ze raised his big sword and killed in the direction of the street, which is the place with the least number of people in black!
On the city wall, a thigh crushed the communicator to pieces. Then a tall shadow slid across the wall, and then fell towards the inner city. He hit the ground so hard that he didn't even have any bend in his knees, just hitting the concrete floor straight. The ground shook first, followed by a circle of sand and sand, which spread like ripples and stopped after a distance of three meters.
Then the tall figure walked in the direction of Du Ze. On the mechanical arm of his right hand, drops of blood were continuously dripping. Of course it was not his blood, but Seurat's.
The lieutenant was half leaning against the wall, his face was thrown back, and a clear fist mark appeared on his chest. He was already dead, but his hands stretched out to the outer wall to support his body, so that he did not fall down! This is the last bit of dignity he can maintain!
The big sword in Du Ze's hand didn't stop for a moment, and black figures were reflected in his eyes. These men in black appeared from nowhere, as if they couldn't kill them all. And after the fight, Du Ze found that these guys are like living corpses. If you don't cut off their heads and cut them in half, they can drag half of their bodies to attack you.
But the colonel didn't think these guys would be living corpses, because they were quiet and self-disciplined, almost like an army. Du Ze didn't think that a living corpse would behave like this. More importantly, as long as the living corpses see blood, no matter if they are enemies or companions, they will rush forward. But these guys didn't. The colonel had cut several people in half as he charged towards the street intersection. They didn't die immediately, and the other men in black didn't stop to attack their companions either.
Judging from this, these guys are not living corpses, but Du Ze doesn't know what they are.
The colonel jumped high, a layer of bright red energy field surged on the blade of the great sword, and then he slashed down heavily, dragging a brilliant tail of flame in the air and hitting the man in black below. Under the power of this violent slash, the three men in black staggered a few steps, then fell to the ground at the same time, their heads had already turned into a paste. And more men in black were blown away by the sword wind, falling down one after another like a circle of straw under the pressure of the wind.
All choose to lighten the pressure and dare not stay. Before the pursuers had time to catch up, he rushed to the intersection. He knew very well that the Shadow City had fallen. If he continued to stay in the city, he would end up fighting and dying. But if he fled back to Eternal Night City, he would also be sent to a military court and eventually executed for the crime of escape.
Therefore, there is only one choice for the colonel, and that is to give up his identity as a blood knight and continue to live as a wilderness ability user.
If he doesn't want to die.
Of course he didn't want to die, so he chose a road leading outside the city. But when he rushed out of the street, a shop on the left suddenly exploded, splints and mud were splashed, and at the same time, a tall figure slammed straight towards the colonel!
There was no time for Du Ze to evade, so he could only grit his teeth and draw his sword horizontally. The next moment, the two collided together, and Du chose to hear the sound of his arm bone shattering, and his whole body was knocked into the air. After opening the distance, he saw clearly that it was a big man with a height of nearly three meters. His right hand had been modified into a huge mechanical arm that reached the ground. He could tell at a glance that it was a work full of violent aesthetics, a symbol of strength and rage!
The moment he fell to the ground, Du Ze bounced up again, his arms hurt like hell, it was because the bones had been broken. But they all choose to use energy to pull them in, and they still maintain a certain combat capability in a short period of time. He knew very well that if he didn't kill this big man, he wouldn't be able to go anywhere tonight.
After this guy appeared, the other men in black stopped attacking and dispersed, as if looking for other prey.
Du Ze took a deep breath, roared, and rushed towards the big man with swords in both hands.
When cutting into the opponent's defense range, Du Ze jumped up, the sword edge was surging with red tide, and he slashed out with another violent slash. The big sword fell towards the big man with bloody flames. According to Du Ze's calculation, the opponent must avoid his blow first and then look for an opportunity to counterattack, and he will have a series of follow-up attacks to surprise the big man. Then the blade fell, and the big man only tilted his head, allowing the colonel's sword to slash on his broad shoulders.
The moment the big sword entered his body, he was immediately tightly strangled by the muscles of the big man. Du Ze's face changed, and he felt that this guy's muscles were suddenly twisted into steel bars, which prevented his sword from advancing an inch! Du Ze wanted to draw his sword back, but found that the big sword was not moving at all. At this moment, the big man raised his mechanical arm with a smirk, and at the moment when several columns of smoke suddenly screamed from the exhaust hole on his shoulder, the fist of the mechanical arm slammed into the colonel's abdomen from bottom to top!
Du Ze's pupils constricted, and he was punched like a shrimp. After a while, a big mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out from the colonel's mouth.