Chapter 1439 The Dead
boom!
At the moment of rotation, the Hammer of Pain erupted again and smashed.
Fiore flew out like a ball, hit the load-bearing wall of the building, and was deeply wedged into the reinforced concrete. The next moment, the silver light flashed away, and the entire cylinder was torn into pieces, with the cuts as smooth as a mirror.
From the intersection of the two swords.
Fereo's eyes widened.
Surprised and uncertain.
"Sorry, I'm not the same as you orphan players."
In the dust, Huai Shi smiled: "My ultimate goal is to like to cooperate with others."
The power above common sense erupted from him again.
In an instant, it broke through the sky.
The pupils behind Ferreo's Iron Mask quickly shrank, and he launched another attack without thinking. But this time, the terrifying speed was in vain in front of Huai Shi.
"You know, I'm the Disaster Musician, right?"
As sparks flew, Huai Shi looked down at the looming armor on the old man's body through the sword blade, and told him: "Now, behind me there is a symphony orchestra composed of sixteen disaster musicians..."
boom!
A high-pitched sound like a trumpet rose from the ground.
As the loud noise spread, the slashed Afang was firmly resisted by Fereo, and cracks appeared one after another on the skin, and the sharp sound of armor rubbing was heard.
His expression couldn't be clearly seen, but the pupils behind the iron mask gradually turned scarlet.
Bloodshot all over.
No more reply.
But Huai Shi's smile became even brighter.
Immersed in the pleasure of blowjob, unable to extricate myself.
Anyway, there’s no charge for bragging a few words. Just brag a little bit. What if the enemy really believes it?
Even if you don't believe it, the old man now...has already doubted it, right?
He could feel the faint cracks appearing on Ferreo's invisible armor.
The seeds of vacillation are already sprouting.
No matter how much he sneered at Huai Shi's nonsense, the rapidly increasing power in front of him was irrefutable and terrifying.
The resonance between two disastrous musicians is a symphony between cello and accordion.
It is equivalent to magnifying Huaishi's ultimate intention, which is now limited by perception, several times out of thin air!
If the power of symphony lies in perceiving all things and controlling the rhythm, then Huai Shi has now lost all perception to Francis.
All he needs to do is to follow the solemn melody in his ears, which is like an auditory hallucination, and let all this power go out!
"Did you hear the gun salute?"
Huai Shi asked curiously: "The prologue has been revealed. Old man, do you like classical music?"
From that moment, ferocious outlines of steel appeared in Ferreo's eyes.
Without thinking, retreat violently.
Then, I heard the song of resentment and hatred.
Like an ominous black bird, it spread its wings, and the forty-meter-long imperial sword came through the air!
Oops.
For the first time, such a thought emerged from Ferreo's heart.
At the same time, the same idea came from Francisco's heart.
In his hands, the keys of the accordion that he played so lightly actually cracked with a tiny crack... It could be felt that the piano he had just bought was already overwhelmed.
“My loan hasn’t been paid off yet!”
His instinctive heartache twitched, but he quickly realized that his losses and investments in the next ten years had been fully covered by Boss Huai!
Oh, that's okay...
I’ll get another one later!
In fact, what Francisco specializes in is not the accordion, but an even more exaggerated and huge monster-level instrument...the pipe organ!
However, this super giant musical instrument does not have any mobility at all, and the giant thing that is almost integrated with the entire building cannot follow Francis around.
With no other choice, he could only settle for the next best thing and look for other musical instruments... After constant trials and selections, the accordion jumped into his eyes.
It is favored by disaster musicians because it is easy to carry and has versatile features that can change the timbre at will. After adjustment, it can take into account the specialties of wind and string instruments.
What Huaishi said about a whole troupe of musicians was more than just empty talk.
Not only the wind section but also the string section can be played by him. As for the percussion section... it will be left to Huai Shi to perform as he pleases on the spot.
Even if it is useless in frontal combat, what Francis is best at is the various applications of energy recovery, acceleration and concealment. For Huai Shi, there is nothing else more suitable for him.
The cooperation between the Disaster Musician and the Disaster Musician, even though there has never been any training and practice, is now flawless due to the experience and instincts of both parties.
But...suddenly, he seemed to feel something.
He raised his head subconsciously.
He froze in place.
.
At this moment, in the closed building, a terrifying shock spread.
Amidst the chopping and screaming of the sword blade, it seemed as if countless birds were awakening from the darkness and singing enthusiastically.
"Holy! Holy! Holy!!!"
The hallucinatory sound echoed in Ferreo's ears, turning into a frenzy and roar that made the soul constantly sway.
collapse!
The dagger was completely broken by the angry slash.
The scarlet ax blade swept across the invisible armor, leaving a crack. Then, virtue and resentment blended, and a cross-like scar was formed in the swirling storm.
"Varied……"
Ferreo's eyes widened and his sword pierced Huai Shi's face.
However, it could only wipe his face, stab into the air, and only have time to cut off a few flying hairs.
The tidal wave of regret suddenly felt disgusted from a very close place.
Afang aimed at the crack in the armor of will that had not had time to be healed, and penetrated it, wrapping it with a huge weight, causing a thunderous roar.
From this fleeting moment, Fiore roared.
Give it to me, block it! ! !
Blood almost oozed from his eyes, and his will turned into steel, resisting Afang's impact. Sparks burst out in the void, and under the control of the armor and palms, the iron mace was stuck in the air, only a hair away from him.
Just a little bit...
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief in this fleeting moment, he saw Huai Shi taking the initiative to take a step back, and the wolf hammer in his hand that had been rounded and raised high.
The Hammer of Pain manifests itself.
——Angry, fill it up!
"goodbye."
The flames shot out like rockets, and the hammer roared, playing the final melody.
Smash it down!
Not towards Fiore, but towards Afang stuck in his chest.
It was as if a long nail was wedged into the iron stone.
After the sharp hiss of metal friction, the storm spread.
The broken sword flew into the air, whined, and fell.
The cracked cracks on the floor had stretched from Huai Shi's feet to the end of the floor, running through the walls and carving out cracks one after another.
Finally, among the mess, he saw Fiore with twisted limbs and vomiting blood.
Surprisingly, he can still move.
The broken armor of will still vaguely appeared around him. At the last moment, before being bombarded by Afang, he actually built a new one again.
Unfortunately, it doesn't help anymore.
When he just raised his head, a sword blade stopped in front of his neck.
"Don't get up."
Huai Shi warned softly: "You will die if you get up."
Fiore's arm that supported his body slipped, and he was no longer weak, but on the ground, the face after the iron mask fell off was still raised persistently, staring at his face.
"Really..." he asked hoarsely, "is there really a whole orchestra?"
"Haha, who knows."
Huai Shi shrugged indifferently, turned and left: "Maybe, there won't be any."
In the silence, there seemed to be the sound of breaking steel, coming from behind.
The outcome has been decided.
"Fiore solved it. If you look at the information, there should be another one."
In the stairwell, Huai Shi informed Ai Qing on the other side, but there was no signal sign on the screen.
Only blind zone alerts.
He was silent, his brows slowly raised.
Smelling the bloody smell spreading from upstairs, scarlet blood slowly dripped from the gaps in the stairs with a thin sound.
"Hello, is Mr. Adrian here?"
He pushed open the ajar safety door in front of him.
Then, I saw a dead body nailed to the wall.
That was the middle-aged ascendant who was originally staying at Adrian's side to protect him, also codenamed after the medieval sword master 'Daldi'.
At this moment, the ultimate intention and soul have all dissipated.
In between...
The person who came had already stepped through a pool of blood, leaving scarlet footprints, and walked towards the door he guarded with his life.
Push away.
Within three minutes, in the center of the Sanye Building, a deathly silence enveloped everything in the office.
Adrian was sweating profusely while holding his cell phone.
On the other end of the phone, a regretful voice came: "In that case, there is nothing left to say."
"Wait a minute, General Solomon, no one will agree with such a radical plan." Adrian raised his voice and wanted to speak: "What if..."
"Run away, Adrian."
The man known as Solomon hung up the phone and finally told him: "You're my enemy until you quit."
A sharp busy tone sounded.
Adrian put down the phone, swallowed dryly, and trembled involuntarily.
Like falling into an ice cave.
He knew that the situation was about to get out of control.
At that moment, outside the Sanye Building.
Above the sky, the roar of a helicopter sounded, descending from the clouds. A faint line could be seen falling, and a vague figure slowly fell towards the building below.
The old man's white hair was blown up in the wind, like burning silver. Gray eyes looked down from a distance, passing over Francis in the square, and withdrew his gaze without interest.
But in the square, with just a glance, the Disaster Musician was already sweating profusely and panting heavily.
It's like listening to the sound of death through the door.
At this moment, he could feel more and more clearly the ominous atmosphere filling the Sanye Building...
No, that man himself is the embodiment of ominousness and death!
How much destruction and madness must be mixed into that look to turn it into such a terrifying color!
Totally unimaginable.
"That's not good."
Francisco whispered softly and reported into the headset: "Huai Shi? Huai Shi? Can you hear it?"
No one responded.
All signals have been completely cut off.
And now, in the dead silence of the office, the representative of the Legislative Council of the Ministry of the Interior, Adrian has lost his breath.
The fruitless negotiation ended with death.
Just on the other side of the negotiating table, on top of the office chair.
The skinny old man turned back and looked at the intruder behind him.
Even though he was so old, the frame of his body was still terrifyingly wide. What was even more disturbing was the abnormality on his body.
Whether it is the prosthetic limbs on the right arm and left leg, the metal on the eyeballs and skull, or the life-support device implanted in the body to maintain the declining life.
However, the heart is still beating.
So determined.
Like thunder.
"Hello, Huai Shi."
The old man on the chair turned slightly, looked back and stared at the astonished face, raised his hand, and took off the military cap on his head.
"Although it is our first time meeting you, I must pay my respects to you."
The man named Solomon sincerely and solemnly expressed his gratitude to the young man in front of him who was less than a quarter of his age.
"Thank you for everything you do to protect this situation," he said.
At that moment, Huai Shi lost his mind.
In front of his eyes, there was a moment of darkness involuntarily.
A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood are coming towards you!