Chapter 629 Death of Borg

He got up from his bed in a daze, and his brain felt like it had been stuffed with a thousand kilograms of mud and water, making it mushy and extremely heavy. The room was dark, with only the almost burned-out silver candlestick in the far corner still emitting a faint light.

He sat blankly for a long time, his eyes blank. Only after the ship's hull shook slightly again, his rigid thoughts began to flow, telling Borg how he had been woken up just now...

He banged the bed in annoyance, but it elicited a grunt of dissatisfaction. He turned around and saw a half-breasted man pulling on the blanket in confusion, turning his bed sideways and falling asleep again, revealing a large piece of white and beautiful back... This is who?

Looking at it blankly, Boger rubbed the side of his head and vaguely remembered that this seemed to be his cousin, a cousin from a branch of the family. It doesn’t matter if you identify yourself or what your name is, Jenny, Shirley, Mesa... who knows?

What, incest? Haha, who cares. Nobles are always happy to do this, not to mention, I am the direct heir of the family, and they come to my door automatically, who can blame me?

Thinking about these boring thoughts, Borg withdrew his gaze and subconsciously licked his lips, as if he was a little hungry...

"Gugu..." As soon as I thought about it, my hunger became stronger, and my lower abdomen made a few sounds of wanting to eat at the right time. Frowning, Berg turned his head again, reached out and fumbled on the wooden table next to the bed, a vase? Can't eat, throw away... Silk**, red? Disgusting color, throw it away...is this?

Looking at the thick cigarette in front of him, Borg grinned, smiling happily. He greedily stuffed it into his mouth and bit it a few times before remembering to light it on fire.

"Huh..." He exhaled a long column of smoke and shivered. Bog suddenly felt much more comfortable. His whole figure seemed to be floating, and the previous heaviness disappeared instantly. Then I touched my belly and seemed to feel hungrier.

He threw on a shirt, barefooted on the ground, and started rummaging around. Cigarette butts, all kinds of trousers, dried wine cans... there were many and miscellaneous things, covering the floor of the room everywhere, but there was no food.

"Damn..." He cursed and scratched his messy hair. After a moment's hesitation, Borg staggered towards the door.

Pushing the door open, he muttered dissatisfiedly, "I'm hungry, where are we... I'm hungry..." Then, under the dimming light, a familiar face like a nightmare came into view.

"It's you, Borg."

Sighing softly, the thick cigarette fell to the floor. Borg blinked his sluggish eyes and suddenly smiled: "Haha, you're here, you're here again... hallucinations, all hallucinations..."

His eyes moved slightly, and he saw Enoch nailed to the wall again. He smacked his lips unconsciously, "Uncle... I smoked too many cigarettes, I smoked too many cigarettes..."

Huan Huan looked him up and down and walked over with a strong smell of blood. As the distance got closer, the face of the nightmare became clearer. Borg stepped back unconsciously, waved his hand, and smiled nervously, "Haha, how are you going to kill me this time... You can't kill me, it will always be like this... You are an illusion, I am not afraid of you... "

Huan Huan came to him, leaned down, picked up the thick cigarette on the ground, looked at each other for a few seconds, frowned, and pressed it to his chest.

Sigh, the smell of burnt meat, the intense pain spread from his chest to his whole body instantly, "Ah..." He screamed, and the wandering feeling in Borg's mind disappeared instantly, and his free eyes finally gradually condensed, and he could clearly see the face in front of him.

He turned around and ran away. Bang, he hit the wooden door and fell heavily to the ground. Despite this, the great fear in his heart still made him reach out and claw at the ground, crawling towards the house.

"Are you awake?" Throwing away the cigarette, Tang En squatted in front of him and asked calmly.

First he nodded subconsciously, then shook his head hurriedly, and finally did not dare to look up at this ordinary and plain face, and murmured in a low voice, "You can't kill me, you don't dare to kill me... My father will not let you go, The Temple of Light will not let you go, and no one will let you go..."

Shaking his head slightly, Tang En looked at the crawling maggot in front of him. He couldn't relate to the high-spirited Borg in his previous impression. He rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a little ridiculous. Is this the kind of person who reported me? Caused me to be wanted across the continent and caused the Gray Army to completely collapse?

"You're like this..." Tang En wanted to say something, but in the end he just sighed sadly and stretched out his hand towards Borg's neck, "It's better to die..."

With a click, Borg subconsciously grasped Tang En's wrist and was unable to let go, and boundless darkness hit him in waves.

After getting up, throwing Borg's body back into the house, and closing the door, Tang En couldn't help but have a wry smile on his lips. After traveling thousands of miles, this is the result of revenge... It's really unimaginable. .

Speechless, as he was about to walk towards the stairs on the left, his feet suddenly shook, and boom...a faint explosion came from below.

…

One level cabin.

The air waves rolled wildly, fighting spirit overflowed, and the cabin that was originally in ruins was now destroyed again.

The hundreds of soldiers who had previously attacked the stairs had already scattered and fled. It's not that they have lost their fighting spirit. In fact, as long as they attack for a while longer, they can definitely take the stairs smoothly. But now they were so vindictive that they couldn't avoid it even if they didn't want to.

"Haha, the gray space is really interesting... I'm honored to tell you that I'm angry! Get out!" He shouted angrily, the gun shadow flashed, and a figure flew out, spraying out a large mouthful of blood in the air. fog.

He landed on the ground and rolled around until he crashed into a pile of rubble, then stopped. He spat out another mouthful of blood, "Wow...cough cough..." He reluctantly pushed away the rotten wooden strips on his body. Luke looked gloomy and full of bitterness.

The opponent's strength was too strong. Even if the three of them attacked together, they would be crushed and unable to fight back.

Looking at the field, David waved his sword to resist like a madman, but his whole body was already covered with blood. In the gray space, his evasion skills are the worst, and he is currently receiving the most attacks.

In addition, another vague figure was in better condition. It kept flashing around the opponent like a ghost, waiting for an opportunity to attack. Although the effect was minimal, it at least contained the opponent's offensive and prevented David, the main attacker, from being killed instantly.

I have to say that this kind of cooperation works very well. Of course, in the gray space, these two people have the best cooperation. But this is Michu... Luke wiped the blood from his mouth, his eyes filled with unknown complex meanings.

Michaux is a traitor, there is no doubt about this. But this traitor came to save them when they were in danger, and now he has put his own life on the line... Why? Since you can't bear to see us die, why did you choose to betray before? We are brothers from life to death!

Just when Luke, who had basically lost his combat effectiveness, asked in confusion, the situation in the field changed again.

"That's it! Your cooperation is good, but that's all!" As soon as the somewhat annoyed and casual words were finished, the white light fighting spirit suddenly surged like a tidal wave, mixed with numerous gun shadows, and radiated instantly. out.

Boom, the air waves rolled and the ship's hull trembled.

Phew…puff…

Under the indiscriminate attack, David and Mi Xiu's figures were like willows in the wind. With just a touch, they both vomited blood and flew back.

Owens' absolute strength is undoubtedly terrifying, and cannot be resisted by the current David and Michu. What's more important is that after being kicked and vomited by Michu just now, Owens felt much better even though he was embarrassed and angry. At least in a short period of time, he no longer felt like vomiting...

"Why, why did you betray him!" David was seriously injured, but compared to this, he still wanted to know the cause of the problem that bothered him more.

Mi Xiu's body skills are outstanding. Although he was hit and retreated just now, his injuries are undoubtedly much better. He slapped the floor, instantly stood up, glanced at the excited David, and said calmly: "Didn't Angus say anything? You should already know."

David raised his head and roared: "You know nothing! I don't believe it! I don't believe it..."

"But this is the fact. Aren't you here just to kill me?"

David was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head like a deflated rubber ball and muttered: "Then why do you still want to save us?"

After a few breaths of silence, he said, "I know I can't live anymore and I don't want to commit suicide. I originally hoped to die in the hands of the boss, which is the best outcome for me. It's a pity that the boss didn't come this time, so I saved you." ." He raised his head with squinted eyes, looked at Owens who was walking over, and laughed at himself, "I have no choice. At least he is very strong, and it would be good to die in his hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, Michu said nothing, grabbed the dagger and rushed towards Owens again.

The gun shadow reappeared, "Oh? Can you still fight? Haha, it's a pity that it's just a dying struggle!"

David and Luke had basically lost their fighting power, and could only watch helplessly as Michu ran into the shadow of the gun. They knew in their hearts that Mi Xiu's strength was too different from that of the other party, and since he was already determined to die, he was afraid that he might not be able to get out this time.

Looking at each other, "Roar!" With a hammer on the ground, David and Luke roared and stood up at the same time, staggering a few steps, dragging their shaky bodies towards the battle circle.

At this time, they didn't know what a traitor was, they only knew that the one who was in danger was their brother, a brother who had been through life and death! Based on this alone, they will never sit idly by!

Life, let’s have fun together! Die and face hell together!

that is it!

It's just a pity that their injuries are too serious and their speed is too slow. Before he could get close, Mi Xiu, who was fighting alone, was already in danger like a candle in the wind under the phantom gun technique.

This is also the inevitable result. Mi Xiu's movement speed is very fast, but it obviously has not reached a certain level. Owens is good at subtle marksmanship, and his attack speed is even more terrifying. As a result, Mi Xiu, who was deprived of his only advantage, naturally had only one way to go: defeat.

However, Michu's skills undoubtedly aroused Owens' interest. He kept shaking his head and chattering, "Too slow, too slow, your attack speed is too slow, flashy..."

"Accelerate, accelerate, continue to accelerate, this is not enough..."

"Is this all we can do? It's really disappointing... Then, I regret to tell you that you will die..."

Before he finished speaking, an interested voice suddenly came clearly, "Well, your attack speed is very fast?"

…………(To be continued.)