Abyss Express

Chapter t.5 Quirky Bones·Shaped Bone Stand

[Part ①·It’s difficult to move even an inch]

"Is your turn over, Parker?"

When Old Bones asked this question, the little housekeeper's expression became very ugly.

Neither General Crying nor Derek seemed to intend to follow the rules. This situation was extremely rare in the gambling contract established by Lady Gloria and was a very serious violation.

At first, Sirius Parker thought that Mr. Bu Liuxing only came to the cloakroom to take away the weapons, and would obediently go back to the room to prepare for tomorrow's performance, so that Lady Gloria could also sit in the casino owner's seat and watch a pleasing duel.

But later, General Crying asked about Gloria Sebastian's daily routine of food, clothing, and daily life. When Boy Parker met with Mr. Derek, he figured it out - this was not preparation, but an attempt to assassinate Gloria.

"Two guests."

Before Parker could finish his words, a fierce sound of castanets came from the dry and stuffy cloakroom.

Old Bones is a guy who doesn't take things too seriously when watching the excitement. He immediately activated the divine power of [The Power·Power], and everything slowly came to a standstill, except for Bu Meteor who could move freely.

"The abundance of your essence far exceeds that of everyone present. This powerful body has given you the opportunity to attack first. The nameless crying general - now is your turn, your turn." Old Bones Double Arms hugging each other, the frequency of tapping the castanet was like the second hand of a clock, "Come on! Make your choice!"

Axing finally came to his senses and stared closely at Derek Jokic at the entrance to the cloakroom.

He said nothing, fearing that if he said something nonsense, he would consume more of his precious mobility. Put all your mind back into your body and carefully observe the opponent's elemental structure.

The old man in front of him is one hundred and eighty-five centimeters tall, with a wingspan of over one hundred and ninety-two centimeters. His arms are very long, and he stands tall and defenseless.

Judging by his eyesight, he was about eighteen steps away from Derek, and he could carry Beloberg to perform a charge and chop procedure.

——But is this guy really a blood-giving monster? Is it a must-kill enemy?

The distance is too far, I can't confirm this - Meteor thought.

"Time passes little by little." Old Bones reminded: "Hesitation will make rust grow on the sword in the heart of a warrior, and tumors will grow on the brave and decisive heart."

Although the referee had given a reminder, Meteor still hesitated at this critical moment.

He put aside his sword pouch and drew out the bright blade, but he had no intention of finding a higher point to draw strength from, and no intention of charging forward. This old tailor looks too thin and skeletal, and has little in common with the vigorous ogre. If this guy can be regarded as a blood donor, the master may not be willing to give him a full meal.

Moreover, behind Derek Jokic was a girl who was weak and seemed to be dying. If he drew his sword and charged, Meteor couldn't guarantee what would happen next. He didn't know why Derek brought this girl to the appointment. Analyzing the relationship between host and guest based on their front and rear positions, and judging from their facial features - this lost girl should be Derek's daughter.

Meteor couldn't kill a daughter's father in front of her, he couldn't do it.

Unlike his brother Ming, if Xueming confirms Derek Jokic's attributes as an enemy or an enemy, he will regard this weak-looking girl as the enemy's weakness and send the old man and the child to the Merit Forest together.

"A very exciting start. Your vigilant posture with the sword is very elegant and elegant of a medieval knight." Old Bones commented: "And."

"Old man, I don't want to fight you." Meteor shouted to Mr. Derek: "At least not now, let the little girl behind you stay away - how about we find a spacious place?"

"You are trying to convince this warrior who is tempted to kill." Old Bones' spiritual fire eyes revealed a joking look: "Will it work? Please bear witness!"

Time began to flow again, and a dice fell from Derek Jokic’s sleeve——

——When it lands, throw a simple weak [2].

Meteor breathed a sigh of relief, thinking there was something to talk about.

At the moment when the color vote came into effect, the old tailor held up the knife with a ferocious look on his face, with non-violent non-cooperation written on his face.

"What nonsense is this guy talking about?! Is he insulting me? Insulting my baby girl? Bones! It's my turn!"

"What?!" Bu Liuxing looked at the judge with confusion on his face, completely confused as to what was going on.

——Why doesn’t the result of color casting count? Faced with Meteor's lobbying, Derek only scored two points, so it should be considered a failure! He should be obedient!

--Why? !

"Sir Knight, you seem to have forgotten a very important thing." Old Bones could not continue to favor Meteor and could only remind him in a low voice: "You did not drink the blood of Dame Gloria. Mr. Derek threw it out in response to your lobbying behavior. Confronted roll - as long as it's not a [1] point, not a big failure at worst, it counts as a success."

"If you don't officially join this game, you can only be beaten passively."

"Your lobbying failed, and Mr. Derek Jokic is not going to talk nonsense to you. He came here under the cover of night just to take your life. Now he is furious - it's the old tailor's turn. Got it!"

At this moment, Meteor could no longer move. He could only watch as his body gradually stiffened and everything around him lost color - except for Old Bones and Derek Jokic, no one else could move.

"Arrogant and virtuous warrior, let you see the magical power of [The Grand Design·Great Design]!" Mr. Derek made an attack statement: "You don't seem to understand Lord Gloria's magical power, and you have no time to adapt to the Great Hunter. The king's soul is super powerful - but it doesn't matter, I guarantee you that before you die, you will feel the pain that is worse than death."

Hunter King?

Meteor can still hear and see the sound and image of stagnant time and space.

A new and strange word popped out of Derek Jokic's mouth.

What is he saying? Hunter King? Is the cat climbing frame lady here? Is Ms. Chinatsu Igarashi around here?

what does that mean?

Could it be that.

Old Bones interrupted: "Mr. Derek Jokic, your mobility is like fine quicksand in an hourglass. It is crystal clear and passes by little by little."

"[The Grand Design·Great Design]!" The skinny old man roared, and a dark spirit body emerged from his body.

It's so fast! It’s so fast that the shooting stars are almost invisible! Under the light of the cloakroom, Ah Xing felt his body tilt, and his head immediately hit the wooden board of the cloak counter, and then something strange happened!

His face was pulled hard and was about to be sewn together with the wooden cabinet!

Half of his body became weak and weak, as if his bones, nerves and muscles were misaligned and knotted.

When he regained his freedom, Meteor looked at the sword-holding arms in disbelief——

——He felt unspeakable pain.

The travel clothes on his body were made of chemical fiber woven fabrics. At this moment, he could see shocking holes in these worsted fabrics. The flesh of his forearms came out of the holes, and the muscle fibers were covered with patches of blood. , they seemed to have been cursed by strange psychic powers, turning completely inside out and turning into bright red threads, wrapping around Meteor's fingers and tightly around Belloberg's sword blade.

Along with this powerful soul power, half of his face was completely sewn to the wood of the counter. The beard hair on the lower jaw and the left half of the cheek brought out a piece of red plasma. They were like mineral oil from a sewing machine. Together with the masseter muscle of the gums, they exploded into a bright petal and turned into a strong stalk, pressing the meteor's head tightly. By the door.

The distance of eighteen steps is nothing to the power of Derek Jokic——

——[The Grand Design·Great Design] easily completed this soul power attack. Since the meteor did not swallow Gloria Sebastian's blood and there was no settlement of the confrontation die, the old tailor's attack effect was outstanding. .

"Things have taken a turn for the worse." Old Bones shook his head, and his spine made a strange rattling sound: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. Anonymous crying general, it's your turn."

Ah Xing's mind was in a mess, and he had no time to pay attention to the "Hunter King" the old tailor was talking about——

——He couldn't think about so many things, and the pain almost took away all his sanity.

The pain from the dermis and muscle fiber tissue also involves the gum nerves, and even the heart begins to cramp together. Over time, myocardial inflammation will occur.

He still had to continue thinking and find a way to survive in this pain. He struggled and squirmed, trying to lift his body up, gradually approaching the bench in the locker room, trying to reach the backpack and find the holy blood of Dame Gloria.

"Very good look!" Old Bones banged the castanets in approval: "Pain did not defeat you, it seemed to follow you closely. I have seen many heroes, and there are few who can conquer pain and conquer the body. Very little."

[Part②·Borrowed Power]

"Hiss" Meteor tried to separate a hand, and his arm was connected with Beloberg's flesh and blood. He let go of his fleshy palm slightly, and his expression was twisted in pain and he broke out in cold sweat——

——A burning sensation came from the forearm. Part of the protection of the skin and muscles was lost. Large areas of fascia were exposed to the air. They were quickly infected and inflamed. They rubbed and collided with the clothes, and were pulled by the twisted and deformed skin and muscles. If you move, the large and small capillaries and large blood vessels will burst and spurt out more blood.

"Pfft!——"

Meteor regained control of his left arm.

"Pull out the arrow and leave a sore! The price is 280 milliliters of blood." Old Bones reminded: "You are getting weaker and weaker, and time is no longer on your side."

The cabinet door was forcefully opened by Ah Xing's face, and the red blood spread out along with the pain and splashed in all directions, falling on the old bone's face, dyeing the skeleton red. It seemed to be a little more alive and energetic. It was as if life force was about to burst out from the bones.

Meteor finally moved his position, and his fingers just touched the bottle containing the holy blood. Before the assassination attack plan began, he had already divided the glass of blood into thirteen parts - he remembered clearly, these reagents The bottle is in the outermost tool bag of the carrying bag.

But his bloody fingers had already touched the bottle, and he gradually unscrewed the cap——

——The bright red blood on the back of his hand turned gray. His round was over and there was no chance.

Derek Jokic, who was standing still, still maintained a manic smile, and the old tailor's eyes showed a special meaning of greed and cruelty. This victory seemed to be close at hand, and it was an honor that belonged to him alone.

Dame Gloria will definitely reward him severely, and there will be one more book in the Dionysus Church to tell the story of how Derek defeated the Crying General - even if the process is not very interesting or bumpy, and the enemy seems not to even fight back. There is no chance.

This is the power of Lady Baroness! Overwhelming! There is no suspense! Unilateral declaration of victory!

"Don't worry!~" Old Bones returned to Parker and said to the motionless Mr. Tailor, "It's not your turn yet."

The moment the little housekeeper regained his freedom, he suddenly began to feel anxious in the workplace.

He explained the rules and details to Old Bones clearly, and talked about the importance of this bet.

"Lord Gloria will be angry! It was originally scheduled for tomorrow! It's better now! The crying general is going to die! - What did you let Lord Gloria see? How should I explain to you?"

"The loyal little butler still misses his master." Old Bones is like a humorous announcer, without any respect for the Immortal's bitch: "The warrior who is fighting for his life is bleeding. These two lives are very important to Mr. Parker. It’s worthless.”

Sirius Parker argued: "I am going to report you to Lady Gloria! You disobedient collection! Sooner or later you will be thrown into the trash heap and never survive again!"

With these two sentences, Old Bones became impatient and continued to bang the castanets and stopped talking.

Parker’s possession ends and it’s Derek Jokic’s turn of action.

Old Bones kindly persuaded: "Mr. Tailor! You hear clearly! You see clearly! This little housekeeper doesn't take you seriously. You are not only to the Dionysus Church, but also to Gloria Sebastian." It's just a violent machine."

"At the starting point of the story, in the first round of the duel, this challenger got a precious opportunity to attack first, but he did nothing to you, Qiu, and was even thinking about your daughter."

"Although you have taken the holy blood for a long time, the blood-granting monster can also regain the human heart and humanity."

"As a judge, as a fair and impartial judge, whether inside or outside the court, I ask you to hold your hand high and think about it carefully, no matter what."

Before the words were spoken, the dice had already hit the ground.

A die of destiny dropped from Old Bones' wide cuffs.

From Derek Tailor's hand, throw the opposed die at the same time.

The result of Bones' die roll is [14].

Derek's roll is [20].

This was a disastrous defeat, and fate was not on Bu Liuxing's side.

The psychic power of [Sing For Me·Sing For Me] is so overbearing that Old Bones is no match for it.

The moment this lobbying roll came to fruition, Derek Jokic was filled with determination!

His morale was high, his smile was even brighter, and his murderous intention suddenly arose.

"I can't care about that much! What first round? What first strike advantage? This guy has to pay for his naivety! He has to pay the price! The price is simple - death!"

"[The Grand Design·Great Design]! This time I attack his head! I want to turn his scalp inside out! Let this unscrupulous bastard see his brain! I want to take the skull Consider it a trophy!"

The dark shadow once again rushed out of the tailor's body——

——It's still so fast! So deadly!

But this time, it could no longer reach the target eighteen steps away. In a flash of lightning, a bright red spirit body sprang out from Old Bones' body.

It is [Wham Rap·Mr. Wham], a god crawling out of the red blood on the face of the Crystal Skull.

Time froze at this moment. The dark spirit body of [The Grand Design·Great Design] was struck by lightning. In the middle of the charge and assassination, it was severely punched by the one-horned warrior and was instantly knocked back to its original shape!

A ball of scattered and hempy spiritual threads, like fried sea urchins, first slammed into the cabinet door. The huge force could not be fully digested, and then rolled down the corridor towards the toilet floor tiles, causing deep cracks in the floor.

Derek Jokic was implicated in the Death Door Effect. The moment his spirit body suffered a heavy blow, his jaw muscles were stress-dislocated and the pain was so painful that he burst into tears!

He couldn't understand why a strange spirit appeared in Old Bones' body!

"You're out of money?! Hunter King! You want to help him?"

Old Bones shook his head and quickly clarified the relationship: "I am not taking sides. This is the spirit body left by General Crying in my crystal skull using blood as a spiritual catalyst in the last round."

"How is that possible! He didn't drink blood! There were no dice! How could he hurt me?!" Derek couldn't speak clearly, half of his jaw was completely misaligned, he covered his red and swollen face, his eyes were full of fear - familiar The rules no longer apply, and the peaceful environment gradually becomes dangerous. The pain of the beating of the spirit body makes his will weak.

"The dice have fallen to the ground." Old Bones pointed to the floor tiles under his feet.

The old tailor looked over and screamed——

"——Is this your dice?!"

[Wham Rap·Mr. Wham] With Old Bones as the guardian object, the blood of the meteor is attached to the skull catalyst of Old Bones. In this psychic state, you can borrow the dice of Old Bones - just like General Duran [Timeline] Share your capabilities with your partners.

[The Grand Design·Great Design] When being intercepted, the result of the counter roll is [5].

[Wham Rap·Mr. Wham] is on full fire, and the result of the borrowed confrontation die is [15].

This direct collision with the spirit body caused Derek Jokic to fully suffer the mental damage caused by the injury to the spirit body. His jaw was dislocated, most of his will to fight was knocked out, and he fell into a state of mental frustration, panic and hesitation. state.

"A brave warrior will always find a glimmer of hope in the face of adversity." Old Bones counted the thorns in his heart: "If he still remembers what was written in "The Great Split", he can seize victory!"

"Bu Meteor! It's your turn!"

The moment he regained his ability to move, Meteor grabbed the bottle of holy blood and poured it into his mouth——

——He was too weak, and the pain caused him to lose too much energy.

There was a hot and burning warmth that penetrated into his stomach, and he immediately felt severe pain in his lower abdomen. It was Gloria's holy blood that was gradually transforming him.

Get the dice and the game has just begun.