Chapter 150 Curse and Punishment

Chapter 150 Curse and Punishment

After a whine, the wheelchair fell apart in the mud.

In an instant, countless silts shook violently.

Done?

Huai Shi was overjoyed.

Then his chest felt cold, and a saber protruded from his chest.

Sure enough, it didn't work.

When he looked back in a daze, he saw Clement who seemed to have crawled out of the mud, and his hideous face. A dark aura continued to emerge from his body.

"Mom, are you a 25-year-old too?"

Huai Shi was stunned.

At that moment, the dark source quality that was silent for a moment shook violently again, triggering a riot, which swept in all directions even more maniacally than before.

Clement opened his mouth, and suddenly spit out the dark essence that penetrated into his lungs, his scarlet pupils were full of frenzy.

"Can't……"

He murmured hoarsely, "Can't...stop..."

His former teammate who has been turned into an NPC since the beginning of the game, the unlucky boy Clement... No, at this moment, how much of him is his original self?

As the black mud covered, his overcoat sizzled, and soon changed into a cold and dark Chinese dress, no matter the bow tie or cuffs were meticulous.

The distorted face calmed down again, it was completely changed.

Without the desolation and paleness of many years of frustration, he became arrogant and handsome, with profound indifference and cruelty, just like a born emperor.

This is the real Koscher.

It's not the poor guy in the wheelchair who can't even speak fully, but the horror and disaster walking in the world, the immortals, immortals, shapeshifters, wizards, and demon kings who devour all enemies.

Even if it is dead.

But that huge obsession still walks in this world with the body of others.

Bring destruction and death.

Huai Shi opened her mouth, and vomited a mouthful of blood with a wow: "Brother, they are already dead, why don't we calm down a bit?"

"Can't... stop..."

He raised his head stiffly, staring at Huai Shi's face: "At least... we must let... Yaga... go to the New World..."

If you don't fucking mess things up, everyone can go to the New World alive!

At that moment, the saber was pulled out, Kosche held the saber and slashed towards Huai Shi's head.

And Huai Shi turned around in an instant, with blood spurting out of her chest, and raised the knife and ax in her hand, blocking the sharp and resolute sword, and felt a numbness in her wrist.

The terrifying power and killing intent almost overwhelmed him.

The wound on the chest is not so important.

More lice don't itch.

Compared with the torture of punishment for breaking the oath, this pain is like a mosquito bite. As for the damage caused by the puncture, it is not a problem at all for Huai Shi, who is now on drugs.

Amidst the sonorous clang of steel colliding, Huai Shi took a step back, looked down at the slowly healing window on her chest, and looked up at Kosche who was approaching every step of the way.

The solemn steps and unflinching posture accurate to the decimeter, the coldness and awe in the eyes when he raised the saber to his chest, and the wave of killing intent that followed.

Huai Shi took a deep breath and felt her palms start to sweat.

For the first time since he got on the ship, he encountered such a flawless opponent, but for some reason, what emerged was not fear, but excitement.

It's like the joy and anticipation of meeting an opponent.

As a result, the dagger and ax unfolded sideways with the raising of both arms, and the unrecognizable Theravada double swordsmanship was revealed from then on, whether it was fighting with a Roman dagger or something else... Huai Shi eagerly changed his posture, from both sides Looking for the distance to attack in the forward and backward.

At that moment, the leather boots of the two stood on the broken floor at the same time.

Killing intent burst out from the blood-red pupils.

At that moment, the undead and the vampire burst out of the air, and the light of steel collided with each other, making a sharp sound, and successive thunderclaps sounded.

It was the howl of axes and sabers piercing through the air.

Relying only on a narrow Slavic saber, Kosche pressed on every step of the way, even suppressing Huai Shi's dual weapons, almost violently conveying his strength and will from the narrow blade, shaking the blade of the ax hard. Slashing, punching Huai Shi's inner elbow, after swinging away the blade, the raised fist hit Huai Shi's jaw.

Huai Shi only felt her eyes go dark, and immediately felt that her feet were off the ground, and she was suspended in the air by this punch.

Immediately afterwards, the saber slashed, cutting a gap in his chest.

From mid-air, his dagger dropped, piercing Kosche's left arm.

The two took a step back.

Huai Shi gasped violently, felt ringing in her ears, a sweet taste in her mouth, and a tingling pain in her chest.

The cut marks are deep enough to show bone.

Kosche pulled out the blade nailed to his arm expressionlessly, and raised the saber again, while Huai Shi shook his head, tried hard to dispel the dizziness in his head, and gripped the handle of the axe blade tightly.

"It's a pity." He murmured softly, "It would be nice if there was some BGM."

He missed Lao Liu like never before, and desperately hoped that he would give him another MP3 player, the one worth 20,000 to 30,000 yuan would do. As if hearing his prayer, the cruise ship roared, the ceiling shattered, and a spark slipped down, setting the table in the corner ablaze.

There is a flame.

The light illuminated the scarlet pupils of the two.

From Kosche's empty pupils, reflecting Huai Shi's face, as if a trace of tyrannical excitement emerged, the saber was clenched tightly.

"Come again!"

Huai Shi roared, and rushed forward again.

collapse!

The blade of the ax and the saber collided, and sparks were produced by friction. The two raised their fists at the same time, and smashed them on the other's face.

A sharp roar burst out.

Huai Shi roared.

Amidst the shattering sound of self-immolation, iron collided with iron, stirred each other, and moved forward again under the grip of the vampire and the immortal.

Iron light continuously burst out from the hot air like a stream of water.

Light up their scarlet eyes.

"Did you see that? The atmosphere is getting heated." Huai Shi tilted her head, spat out poisonous blood, and murmured softly, "It's a pity that there is no applause."

Kosche had no expression on his face, he took a step forward, and slashed again with a knife!

In the shattering roar, the flames spread, eroding the deck inch by inch. The silt gathered by the dark source was turbulent, and it broke out three times like a sea tide, making it difficult for all the android sailors to suppress it.

But when the burly captain smashed through a door and pulled out an iron box from the gap in the wall, the offensive reversed again.

Inside the box, a row of black firearms that did not belong to this era glowed with a cold light of steel.

"Ha! Old chap..."

The captain with a pipe in his mouth grinned grinningly, pulled out a machine gun that was supposed to be welded to the chariot, dragged a long chain of bullets, and pulled the trigger towards the monsters formed by the dark source matter.

Gunfire roared.

Thunder and thunder erupted from the rotating muzzle.

"Give me death, death, death!!!" After the deadly chain of fire, came the captain's roar: "This is what will happen to you bunch of rubbish who don't make up their tickets!"

And the other crew members also picked up long guns and short cannons from the box one after another, and rushed towards the enemy. One by one, they changed from Iron King Kong to Rambo, fighting the monsters bravely.

In an instant, the painting style changed from medieval to modern army fighting monsters.

"Mom, give me one too!"

Huai Shi's envious eyes turned red during the battle: "Give me one, give me one!"

"Gone!"

The captain glanced at him sideways: "What kind of guns do you play with when you are young, go play with your axe!"

Boom!

Huai Shi didn't pay attention, and was repelled by Kosche, and almost fell into the pit under the floor.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud noise.

A huge gap appeared in Koscher's head.

Just behind the gap, Lily at the door of the restaurant held the muzzle gun that killed the pharaoh in her hand, panting violently.

The Demon King froze.

Huai Shi roared, and the ax in his hand fell towards his face!

Kosche backed away, the ax blade split his breastbone, sending blood spurting. But Kosche's movements did not stop, the saber in his hand dropped, but he saw Huai Shi's raised left hand.

Facing the blade, hold it tight.

In the momentary stalemate, Huai Shi raised her head and slammed it on Kosche's broken forehead.

Kosche staggered and took a step back, Huaishi stepped forward again, the ax blade cut off his left arm. Immediately after, Huai Shi roared, and charged forward against the crippled body, smashing him onto the table.

Stand up.

Koscher fell to the ground.

Chance!

Huai Shi clenched the ax blade tightly with both hands, aimed at his head, roared, and chopped it down!

This time, he has no way out.

But a fierce light burst out from those empty pupils, and the broken saber was lifted up, instead of dodging or blocking, it stabbed at Huai Shi's forehead.

perish together!

At that moment, a crisp voice suddenly sounded in the restaurant.

Kosche froze and froze in place.

Blood spurted from the fallen ax blade, leaving deep gouges on the floor.

The victory and defeat have been divided!

But not only the incomplete body stagnated, even the surging tide of darkness froze in place, as if frozen, and then, piercing screams burst out.

Huai Shi turned her head and saw Lily who had jumped to the center of the restaurant and her raised hands.

That spoon that has been broken off.

This is Kosche's last resort.

Then, in an instant, the surging dark tide rolled back, and countless monsters wailed and dissolved, regathering into the mire, and the mud crumbled and evaporated quickly.

In the end, only a decayed and old body remained, falling to the ground.

It was the last remnant of the demon king named Kosche.

will dissipate.

The rickety old man tried his best to reach out his hand, trying to feel for something, but he couldn't touch anything. In the end, that hand fell feebly, and was clenched by Yaga who rushed up.

"Brother, I'm here...I'm here."

The decrepit old man tried his best to open his eyes wide, trying to see her clearly. After a long time, he finally distinguished the haggard face, as if he was relieved, and showed a relieved smile from his fear.

"Run away, Yaga, run away."

The old man made a hoarse voice, calling her name with all his strength: "Escape! Escape to a place where they can't catch up...well...alive..."

As it quickly dissipated, Kosche shed turbid tears, staring at his last relative.

"sorry……"

This is the last farewell.

His body dissipated in the wind, and in the end, only a handful of scattered dust remained, falling on Yaga's scorched skirt.

"Brother, we have nowhere to escape."

Yaga stared blankly at the gravel falling from his palm, the wrinkles on his face twitched, as if he wanted to cry, but he couldn't shed tears. The unkempt witch shook her head numbly, looking around, watching all this, looking at all the faces, as if watching a joke.

"From the time we set foot on board, everything was meant to be...we are all...we are all...dust...dust left behind by the wheels..."

No response.

No one could respond to her voice anymore.

Only the corpses were scattered, and almost all the passengers were dead.

Huai Shi subconsciously kept Lily behind her and was on guard against her, but she didn't see her madly rushing forward to avenge her brother as expected.

She just stared blankly at all this.

For a long time, for a long time, scarlet tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. Slowly, he raised his hands and covered his old face, but it was difficult to suppress the despair and sadness in his chest.

"Why...why?" She choked with sobs and asked hoarsely, "Who will tell me why?"

"My husband, my daughter, my everything...God, isn't it enough to take it all away? Why even take him away from me!"

"Tell me!"

Holding her brother's remaining ashes, she shouted towards the cold and dark sky outside the broken wall: "Why is this!!"

The world was silent.

There was only the sound of the flames burning, and her broken cries.

"Ahhh!!!!!!"

She got up from the ground, stepped on the broken wreckage, and with tears of blood, raised her head and roared towards the sky: "I curse you! I curse you! One day, you will die in your ambitions that even this world can't accommodate! I curse you... Do you hear that! Do you hear that!"

No response.

In the dead silence, as if she finally understood something, she lowered her head wearily.

"At least, I won't be your plaything...never...never!"

Finally, she turned her head and looked at the man-made humans, Huai Shi, and Lily behind him, as if pity.

Shaking his head slightly, he jumped forward.

Quietly, he fell into this quiet sea of ​​blood, and gradually sank into the darkness that was hard to see with the naked eye.

Dissolve silently.

In the dead silence, no one spoke.

Huai Shi looked down at her in disbelief, until that numb face disappeared into the deepest part of the darkness, until now she couldn't believe that Baba Yaga actually chose to commit suicide.

Is she crazy?

"Crazy is definitely crazy." Ai Qing tapped the armrest: "But why you are crazy, you have to say something... Besides, you'd better worry about yourself."

Ai Qing lowered her eyes, staring at the countdown line on the status bar of the character card.

Punishment for Broken Oath 0:03.

Countdown, 3, 2, 1...

At that moment, Huai Shi's eyes widened in astonishment, and she staggered to the ground, seeing the silver circuits slowly emerging on the back of her hand, they were burning her own flesh and blood, making chi-chi noises...

Unprecedented pain and hunger hit.

He was defeated almost instantly.

The roars of countless people echoed in his ears, turning into dark tides, submerging his soul inch by inch.

"Paracelsus...kill...kill that monstrous creature...whatever it takes...kill! kill! kill!"

Countless chaotic voices echoed in his consciousness, instantly draining all his energy, causing him to convulse on the floor and twitch violently.

Like an epileptic patient.

In a trance, Huai Shi felt that her consciousness seemed to be pulled out by an invisible force, and thrown into the darkness, the sound of the wind blowing past her face, making a buzzing sound.

The fall seemed endless.

After a time long enough to cause consciousness to die, he finally fell to the bottom of the abyss.

Crouching under the pale altar.

The holy light shone from the top of his head and sprinkled on his body, as if sulfuric acid was evenly splashed on the vampire's skin, making him scream and his soul was turbulent.

From the burning holy flame, the emaciated archbishop turned around slowly with the scepter in his hand, looked down at the screaming Huai Shi, and said in a cold voice, "Don't always let people down, Abraham, go and complete your mission!"

Every word of his was like a hammer, beating on Huai Shi's remaining consciousness, ravaging his will, causing the part that belonged to the vampire to expand rapidly, bringing the commandments and missions that penetrated into the soul.

He said:

"—Go and kill that damned heretic!"

"No!"

In the convulsions, Huai Shi raised her face covered with snot and saliva, and smiled apologetically at him:

"Sorry, I refuse."

At that moment, the Archbishop frowned in disappointment.

The divine light is gone.

Huai Shi was abandoned in the abyss.

Then, Ai Qing saw——

The last player sitting opposite her showed a ferocious smile from the shadows.

Throw the dice in your hand.

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When Huai Shi opened her eyes from the drowsiness, she saw Lily's pale face and felt a burst of hunger and thirst.

Immediately afterwards, he felt severe pain everywhere in his limbs.

When he was trying to raise his head, he heard a crisp sound from his neck, as if something was about to break. He raised his arms with difficulty, and saw his shriveled fingers like dead branches, and his arms covered with cracks.

It's like burning charcoal.

Silver, precepts, missions...everything that Abraham once believed in was collapsing bit by bit, killing him inch by inch in the wrath of God from the inside out.

From the inside out.

Leave no dead space.

Perhaps, this is the redemption Van Helsing was looking forward to.

Huai Shi could clearly feel that this was originally a setting hidden in the vampire's stigmata—through his superficial knowledge of metal science, he could sensitively perceive the essence of this miracle.

In the cornerstone of silver wrought miracles from darkness.

It is almost ingeniously constructed a strange power, endowing it with unparalleled lethality, and then on the first day of its birth, it is doomed to perish one day.

It only needs a slight push from above, and all the vain things will collapse like sand and gravel, and disappear under the purification of the silver alloy poured into the bone marrow.

In the end, only a silver-white skeleton remained.

This is the final punishment for breaking the oath.

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