Book of Gods and Demons

Chapter 6: Desperate

   The white mist is like running water, with a strange coldness, wrapped around everyone's ankles.

   A thicker fog poured out from the backyard of the pink mermaid. The fog rose layer by layer, gradually covering the knees, reaching the waist, and then gradually rising to the shoulders.

   The whole body seemed to be soaked in cold water.

   The faint flute sound became more and more faint.

   is like thin feathers, which are constantly touching the apex of everyone's heart, making the heart feel paralyzed and itchy.

   An inexplicable chill penetrated the body along the pores. Everyone felt cold and stiff, and their movements became stiff and sluggish.

   Qiao was breathing heavily. The blood flow throughout his body accelerated, especially near the heart, where a fist-sized heat was gathering and surging. He looked around in panic, clenching his fists with both hands.

   "Calm, Golkin said, even if you are surrounded by enemies, be calm!"

   Joe gritted his teeth, quietly cheering himself up in his heart. Since he was a child, he followed Gorkin and the dudes of Tulum Harbour. After Golkin joined the army, he brought people to fight with the boys of the rival family.

   Joe has a wealth of experience in street fighting.

   But, he has never experienced such a rain of bullets, such flesh and blood.

   Fear, a little bit of breeding.

   "Calm down, then look for opportunities."

   The internal organs are shaking endlessly, and there are two nasty guys blocking the way in front of him, his legs are soaked in the mist, and it is already difficult to move. Joe was full of fear, but he was still stubbornly looking for a chance to escape.

   "Great Mu, benevolent Muteste, let those damned guys come quickly." Joe prayed in his heart.

   Tulum Port has a huge police station and a powerful garrison. It is near the new Pier No. 3, as well as the Naval Naval Port and the Imperial Royal Naval Academy. This place has been turned upside down, even if it is a group of dead pigs, they should have found something wrong here, right?

   Rescue is coming soon, and Joe keeps comforting himself.

   There was a squeaking sound in the mist, and a little dark green pupil lighted up in the white mist. The faint sound of the flute was getting closer and closer, and suddenly, with the light from the burning pink mermaid, a looming figure appeared in the white mist.

Wearing a long cloak and a big three-cornered hat with a wide brim, the top of the hat is decorated with a child's fist-sized bead. The green pearl is beating, and this black shadow is also twisting and wriggling in the white mist, exuding The cold breath of suffocation.

  'S squeaking sound gradually sounded, followed by another horrible howl. Less than twenty feet away from Joe, a man with a knife in both hands broke both calves at the same time.

  Blood and water splashed all over, and flesh and blood flew across.

This time Joe could see clearly that there were more than a dozen black mice over a foot long, with their green eyes shining, and they rushed on the man’s calf like a ghost, showing their huge front teeth, like a small saw. He gnawed off his two calves in three or two strokes.

   "Attack!" The young man with a beautiful moustache hissed.

   a dozen flintlocks, seven or eight powerful crossbows simultaneously attacked the figure twisting in the white mist.

   The projectile pierced the air, the crossbow shot violently, and a few men who were closer together rushed towards the figure with the sound of the wind, waving their weapons.

   Hundreds of black mice screamed frantically, pouring out from under the long cloak of the figure like a tide. They jumped up frantically, blocked the flintlock projectiles with their bodies, and blocked the powerful crossbow bolts, and then they drowned the few charging men.

   Flesh and blood flew across, wailing ceaselessly, and in just two breaths, when the group of crazy rats was blocked by the white mist, only five or six **** skeletons remained in place.

   "Papa" a few times, the horrible skeleton frame fell heavily to the ground, splashing a large amount of blood.

"Heh, heh, heh, heh." Ambiguous, like a piece of rotten fat, a disgusting and greasy laugh came from, an extremely strong, even strong, inhuman figure followed Quickly rushed out in the white mist.

   "The navy of the Durham Empire, little rookies, I like it. The bones of little rookies are crunchy."

It looked more than a foot taller than Joe, and his body became more and more bloated. It was almost like a figure with a big ball of flesh rushing to the young mustache. With a wave of his right hand, it was a stubborn handle with a big curved blade full of sharp teeth. The knife whizzed down at him.

   The young mustache screamed, and the long sword in his right hand brought a cold light to the scimitar.

   With a loud noise, the scimitar cut off the long sword, leaving a bone-deep wound on the chest of the young bearded man.

   The flesh and blood of the wound turned outwards, and through the surrounding fire, Joe clearly saw that the flesh and blood of the wound turned black and drained quickly, and then emitted a pungent, rotten stench.

   Toxic, highly toxic.

   The people who rushed out of the white mist were not only astonishing in combat power, but were also successful.

   He is strong enough to crush the mustache youth, and he shamelessly quenches poison on the weapon.

   The young man with a mustache hissed in pain, turned and left with convulsions all over.

   The speed of his escape made Joe feel incomprehensible. When Joe ran away from the fountain just now, avoiding the shelling of the old fort, he felt that he had run fast enough, faster than the wild rabbit in the forest.

   But the speed of the young mustache is completely beyond common sense.

   He slid more than twenty feet in one step, and escaped nearly a hundred feet while breathing. Qiao Yin felt that the hounds he was best at hunting couldn't catch up with the moustache at the moment.

   The beauty in the red dress vomited a mouthful of blood, her blue eyes flickered, her blood-colored red lips were slightly white, she trembled and issued a command: "Retreat, to..."

   After hesitating, the beauty in the red dress narrowed her eyes: "Retreat to the Naval Academy."

   The huge figure smiled deep and rushed towards the beauty in the red dress.

The beauty in the red skirt took off the large and cumbersome skirt, pulled out a double-barreled flintlock short blunder from the holster on her leg, and made two'boom booms', blasting more and more fiercely. Near the huge figure.

   Two Hessian scimitars flicked left and right, and the bullets fired by the short bludgeon hit the blade of the scimitar. There were two ‘ding and ding’, sparks flickered on the blade, and the two bullets did not know where they were knocked.

   Joe only felt his legs were weak.

   Use a knife to split the bullet of the fire gun?

   These guys are not ordinary people, they are all beings with ‘real power’!

   This kind of monster-like existence is no stranger to Joe.

   Fear brings inexplicable power, and a mass of heat emerges from Joe's chest, then gradually strengthens and starts to spin quickly. I don't know where the strength came from, Qiao's cold air quickly dissipated, and he roared in a low voice, like a wild bear with wild hair, hitting the two men in black who had just stopped him with a shoulder.

   The black-clothed man who was caught off guard was knocked to the ground arbitrarily by Joe. Joe opened his mouth and roared meaninglessly. His steps were heavy, like an enraged wild bear, and he rushed out with a violent wind.

   The faint sound of the flute whirled slightly.

   There was a loud ‘squeak’, and large groups of black rats gushed out of the gray fog, rushing towards the people in the white fog like a tide.

   The beauty in the red dress dropped the broken sword in her hand, and she didn't know where she found a long sword, and it hit the huge figure into a ball. She kept giving orders, and the men in black all around gathered to her, covering each other's retreat.

   Among the burning pink mermaid, men in black, covered in blood and smoke, escaped in embarrassment, and several young men in knight outfits who were riding with the moustache youth just rushed out.

   There are more than one hundred people in black who rushed into the pink mermaid, and fewer than fifty can escape at this moment.

   But they greatly strengthened the strength of the beauty in the red dress, the fire blasts roared, the sword roared, and they became a group with the enemy in the white mist.

   Joe was panting, and the white mist gushing from the pink mermaid backyard had crossed Swordfish Avenue and poured into the alley across the street.

  'S squeak, dozens of big rats over a foot long followed closely behind Joe.

Qiao trembled. He didn't dare to turn his head, but ran away with all his strength. In a panic, he didn't choose the grape skin alley when he came. Instead, he turned his head, or was attracted by the fire, and he ran to collapse and burn. On the side of the old theater in China, we got into the'Try Alley' to the east of the old theater.

  The old theater often has a variety of large-scale musical performances, and often famous performers rush to Tulum Harbor to perform on stage from other places.

   There are no shortage of young and beautiful ladies, handsome boys.

   The young boys and the young ladies of Tulum Port often send out private carriages to welcome those celebrities who have completed their performances in this alley.

   Over time, this secluded alley, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, has the reputation of ‘You’re Meeting Alley’ which is so intriguing.

   But tonight, mid-autumn night, there is a carnival in the whole city, the old theater has no performances, and the busy rendezvous alleys on weekdays, the sky tonight is like a ghost.

   Not far away, there was a thunderous roar of ‘Rumbling’ again, and then the earth shook violently. The loud noise was like a muffled thunder, and the flames of the explosion flickered rapidly.

   The second round of shelling of the old fort came as Joe predicted, and this time there were more than three explosions.

   In addition to the three ‘Tor’ giant cannons, at least dozens of large-caliber secondary artillery fired.

   Joe rushed forward trembling, and the sound of squeaking got closer and closer behind him.

   Suddenly, a heavy iron rod swept out in the fog ahead.

   Joe was caught off guard and was hit hard in the chest by an iron rod. Along with the piercing sound of bone fragmentation, Qiao vomited blood, his body flew back more than a dozen feet, his chest was sunken, and at least half of his ribs were shattered by the blow.

   Four tall, strong men wearing tight-legged pants and short-sleeved shirts walked out of the fog. They looked down at Joe and laughed delightfully.

   "An imperial black dog!"

   The four men smiled happily. The man who had just hit Joe hard raised the pointed iron rod in his hand and slammed it down into Joe's chest.

   Joe twitched like a dying fish. He looked at the man in despair, hissed and screamed: "No, no, listen to me!"

  'squeaking' came, and dozens of monsters chased after him.

   There was a thunder in the sky. I don't know when the sky was already densely covered with clouds. An unexpected torrential rain fell from the sky heartily, and the dense rain quickly blocked everything.

  

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