Book of Gods and Demons

　　Darkness and cold hit at the same time.

　　 Joe opened his mouth, blood spurting out continuously from his mouth.

　　 The pouring rain fell down, making Joe’s open eyes aching and painful.

　　 A series of violent thunders passed behind the thick black clouds, bringing a terrifying loud noise.

　　 In the direction of the old fort, a low roar kept coming, and the sound of trains passing by rolled over from high altitude, the earth was trembling, and the flames burst into the sky, and the white shock wave exploded a large vacuum in the rain.

　　 Near the pink mermaid, missing shells kept falling, and dozens of magnificent mansions collapsed, burned, and turned into rubble in the sound of explosions.

　　 Joe stared, his hands firmly grasped the pointed iron rod that pierced his chest. The bloodshot eyes stared straight at the man holding the iron rod.

　　 "Highlander..." Joe spit out the word easily.

　　 burly, tall, long face, slightly curly hair, with a faint mutton smell on his body, dark skin, but his face is flushed red. This is the typical appearance of a highlander.

　　 The four big guys laughed at the same time, their smiles hideously, one guy drew a round-headed war knife and slashed it towards Joe's neck.

　　 "One head, ten gold coins. The black imperial dog's head floats up to 50%." Amidst the thunder and thunder, Joe heard the vague grunt of the man holding the sword.

Joe struggled, and blood blocked his throat. He wanted to tell the four highland thugs that if they were willing to send him to the Mission Hospital in Port Tulum for treatment in time, he could give them a thousand'ten gold coins', or even Can give them more.

The dull horseshoes approached quickly, and the gas street lamp that was swaying wildly by the wind on the lamppost of Tryst Alley shed a quiet light. A dark war horse roared, breaking the rain curtain, and rushing out of the dark shadows of the alley. , Came to the place where the street lights shine.

　　 A mounted policeman wearing a silver-plated high-top copper helmet roared lowly, and the little cloak behind him was blown into the air by the violent wind, ‘crashing’. He raised a double-barreled flintlock lance in his left hand, "Boom Boom" is two shots.

　　 dropped the lance that shot into the air, the silver helmet mounted police swung his saber and charged at the four highland thugs on horseback.

　　 The heavy rain broke up the white fog, and the street lights in Try Alley were quite bright. The mounted police saw Joe lying on the ground covered in blood.

　　 He didn't see Joe's appearance clearly, but with that black police uniform and that outstanding ‘burly’ figure, only Joe was so tall and chubby in the entire Tulum Port police station.

　　 "In the name of the imperial law...dead!" The saber tore through the air, splitting hundreds of huge raindrops along the way, and slashed straight at the man holding the sword.

　　 The plateau guy holding a pointed iron rod bowed his head, rolled, and rolled several somersaults in the rain. Two bullets almost scratched his scalp, and Joe even heard the faint sound of the bullet breaking the hair.

　　 It's a pity, after all, it was lost and missed.

　　 Behind the silver helmet mounted police, five mounted horses and bronze helmeted mounted police followed.

　　The highland man who wanted to behead Joe with the sword in his hand let out a low growl, his body slid back, and the back of the sword was supported with his left hand and pressed upward.

　　 The Silver Helmet Mounted Police Sabre slashed on the saber with a crisp sound, and the two sharp long knives cracked a thumb-sized gap at the same time. The Silver Helmet mounted police rode and rushed by, and at the same time issued a high-pitched shout: "Kill them and help their companions."

　　 The man with the knife flicked his right hand back heavily, and the silver helmet mounted police slashed his arm with the impact of the horse. His body shook violently, and before he could stabilize his figure, the horse had hit him.

　　 Joe heard a harsh, clear sound of bone shattering.

　　 The galloping horse rammed frontally, and almost all the bones of the upper body of the man with the knife were crushed.

　　 The five Bronze Helmet Mounted Police at the back raised their left hands at the same time, each of them clasped a double-barreled flintlock lance. Intensive gunfire sounded, ten heavy bullets tore the rain curtain.

　　 The two plateau guys who stood still had no time to dodge, and the lead bullets penetrated their bodies, and blood was constantly spraying out from the wounds.

　　 Joe vomited blood and smiled weakly.

　　 saved, saved.

　　 The Mounted Police of Tulum Port are one of the two most deterrent forces of the Tulum Port Police Department.

These mounted police are basically veterans who have been demobilized from the army. They have undergone rigorous military training and have fought **** battles with the enemy on the battlefield with real swords and guns. Basically, they have lives in their hands. All of them are brave and good at fighting. He is a real elite policeman, Billy's "Excellent Soldier and Titans", he is not even worthy of helping them carry their shoes.

　　 A standard six-man Mounted Police squad is enough to defeat the bandits several times its own in a frontal impact.

　　 Joe was vomiting blood, his fingers trembling, trying to take out a pill from his waist pocket.

　　 That is a pill that can save your life.

　　 The person who gave Joe the pill once solemnly told him that as long as the head is not cut off on the spot, as long as the heart is not crushed on the spot, this pill is enough to keep Joe alive.

　　 The black shadow in front of him is getting thicker, and his body is getting colder and colder. Joe tried his best to take out this life-saving pill.

　　 There was a violent roar from the rain curtain.

　　 The man armed with two poisoned scimitars easily repelled the mustache youth, bloated, huge monster, and didn't know how to rush into Tryst Alley.

　　 He hissed and roared, and his machete waved vigorously.

　　 The blood rushed, and the guy on the plateau who was hit by the horse and flew backwards, his head flew high. Accompanied by the piercing sound of the scimitar, his body was chopped into seven or eight segments. With the blood sprayed by the scimitar, the walls on both sides of Tryst Alley were stained red.

　　 tumbling on the ground, the plateau guy who avoided the silver helmet mounted police bullets hissed and screamed: "Kang Tu, my own person!"

　　 The huge monster rushed forward with heavy steps. He stepped on the stomach of the plateau guy who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up. The plateau guy suddenly pumped his body and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

　　 "My own person?" The huge monster roared in a low voice, "No one of my own! Little rookie, crunchy!"

　　 The huge body smashed the rain curtain, and the white mist was thrown up, and he screamed, hitting the silver helmet mounted police horse with one head. There was a dull loud noise, and the strong war horse made a painful neigh, and it, together with the silver helmet mounted policeman on its back, was knocked back and flew out.

　　 With one blow, the horse and the mounted police flew back more than 30 feet, and one head hit the five mounted police charging behind.

　　 There was a burst of people turning their backs on their horses, the roar of war horses, and the cry of pain from the mounted police.

Kuangtu laughed wildly, he rushed forward, the scimitar brought the cold light, and the two horses by chance jumped off the horse back in advance. The mounted police who avoided the impact only saw the cold light flashing, and their bodies were smashed one after another. The scimitar chopped into a dozen pieces.

　　 "Crack and crisp." Kuangtu smiled strangely.

　　 There was a sharp police whistle from behind, and heavy footsteps came down the alley.

　　 In just a few breaths, a group of police officers wearing black uniforms with round bodies and plump faces, which can be called the ‘outstanding representatives’ of the Tulum Port Police Department, ran down the Try Alley.

　　 Kuangtu raised his huge scimitar and grinned at the group of breathless police officers.

　　 A group of police officers stiffened at the same time, and suddenly stopped.

　　 Kuangtu waved his machete, and chopped down at the six war horses and four mounted police squeezed into a ball. The scimitar tore through the air and uttered a rapid cry of "chichi". Flesh and blood flew across, blood spattered, and the finely-divided limbs spewed out several tens of feet, and the alley suddenly became a flesh and blood slaughterhouse.

　　 Joe lay in the rain, tilting his head, watching the tragic scene helplessly.

　　 The mass of heat in his chest is getting hotter and hotter, fear and anger coexist, crashing and roaring in his heart frantically.

　　 More than a dozen round and plump policemen screamed at the same time. They turned around with difficulty, then bowed their heads and vomited, vomiting and exhausted their strength while vomiting. They cried and turned and fled with strange noises.

　　 Large swaths of phosphorescent moths fell from the sky.

　　 They lightly landed on these policemen, and then the bodies of these policemen quickly shriveled. After a few steps, they turned into skinny corpses and fell heavily to the ground.

　　 The white mist is thick again, and the slight piccolo sound is quite subtle, as if a sharp steel wire is gently pierced on the human heart.

　　 A black figure with a bowler hat, a short cloak, and a small package on his back emerged beside Joe. He looked down at Joe, and a hoarse laughter sounded in the Tryst Alley.

　　 "Praise the Spirit of Corruption... what a surprising harvest, a prey with such a strong blood."

　　 "Little cuties, come on, come on, here is a perfect meal waiting for you!"

　　 The large-bodied moth shone with phosphorescence, and fell rapidly from the rain curtain, quickly covering Joe's body.

　　 Thin mouthparts pierced deeply into Joe's skin, penetrated into his flesh and blood, and began to devour his blood and life.

　　 Joe can't move anymore.

　　 Dozens, no, now it has increased to more than two hundred black mice that are more than a foot long, pounced and pounced on Joe, wanting to compete with this group of weird moths for his flesh and blood.

　　 Joe's eyes were completely dark, and his body was completely cold.

　　 In the boundless darkness, the fist-sized heat in Qiao's heart became more and more fierce, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com was spinning wildly.

　　 In the darkness, Joe saw two huge **** eyes.

　　 The blood-colored eyes flickered, and then a monstrous blood inflammation was released, replacing the boundless darkness.

　　War, violence, death, and all the fears and killings, all the sins and evils, all the ominous and unspeakable strange existence...

　　 high above.

　　 is supreme.

　　 is in power.

　　 Saw arrogant.

　　 is derived from the great existence of all primitives!

　　 Two blood-colored eyes stared at Joe, and the concepts that ordinary people cannot perceive, touch, have no right to know, and are absolutely isolated are surging and roaring in the blood.

　　 A voice exploded in Joe's soul.

　　 "In the name of Crimson!"

　　 Youhui Lane, in the stagnant water, Joe, who was already cold and stiff, suddenly said, "In the name of Crimson."

　　 A ray of blood lit up in Joe's heart.

　　 ‘Boom’.

　　 He has stopped beating his heart for three breathing periods, and suddenly beating violently.

　　 Thousands of moths lying on his body sucking blood, they were blown to pieces at the same time.

　　 More than two hundred black mice that pounced on him were simultaneously wrapped in **** flames, and then they screamed in horror.

　　 The dark shadows wearing the bowler hats and the Kuangtu holding the machete, their bodies trembled at the same time, and then viscous blood spurted out from the seven orifices.

　　 Joe, who was lying stiff on the ground, suddenly jumped up. A faint layer of blood was floating on his skin. He closed his eyes and slammed his fist on the dark shadow wearing the bowler hat.

　　 ‘Boom’!

　　 Just as a pointed iron pierced Joe's chest, his punch pierced the weird shadow.