Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 319 Aren't We A Military Terrorist Organization?

Albion · 20km level.

Third district.

Divided third battlefield.

The once bustling neighborhood, full of life and energy, is now a scene of ruins.

Traces of destruction are everywhere, ruins litter the ground, rubble and debris are scattered into a shattered jigsaw puzzle, walls of houses have crumbled, leaving only fragmented wreckage, no recognizable form of what they once were.

Black smoke lingers over the ruins, filled with a strong smell of burning. With the engulfment of the flames, the house turns into a piece of scorched earth. The burning flames lick the remaining buildings, and the blazing light illuminates the entire ruins, dazzling and desolate .

The roads on the street have been destroyed beyond recognition, and the cracked ground reveals bottomless cracks, like a hideous wound. The broken pipes spew out sewage, forming dirty rivers, flowing among the ruins.

puff~
A headless corpse flashing with electric sparks fell in front of a young man with blond hair and golden eyes, and the blond young man was holding a head of a structure that was also emitting electric sparks in his right hand.

Around the blond youth, the structural corpses were scattered across every corner of the block. Their bodies were broken, and the fragments were scattered on the ground, shining with cold metal light.Broken parts and distorted mechanical structures were exposed, forming a desolate and terrifying scene. Electronic sparks flickered on the corpses, and magical lights danced in the darkness.

"The last one."

Wearing the [Emoji Mask], Xia Xiu slowly lifted the still active mechanical head in his hand. As he lifted it up, his right hand also began to be covered by bloody steam.

"You should have uploaded the combat data to the [Memory Center of the Round Table Meeting] section, maybe the engineering department of [Section [-]] is watching me."

Xia Xiu turned his head upside down so that the mechanical prosthetic eye on it looked at him, as if what he was holding in his hand was not a head, but a camera for taking selfies, and he was focusing the camera so that It can photograph itself more clearly.

"Hello everyone."

The warm and brilliant laughter of the blond young man came from behind the mask, and the expression on his mask at this time also looked like this:

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After saying hello, the bloody steam on the right hand holding the head swelled to the extreme, and then, the terrifying bloody steam turned into an astonishing wave.

[Blood Fighting Technique · Skull Crushing with Strong Hands! ]
Pong!
The mechanical head in the hands of the blond youth was directly crushed to pieces.

After doing all this, Xia Xiu looked up at the ruined Third District. The people here had directly tore up the cheap magic circuits made through the [Great Magic Circuit] long after he blew up the Dennis Theater. The teleport scroll has been teleported to [Tide Refuge].

Looking at the burning neighborhood, Xia Xiu subconsciously pressed the [Emoji Mask] on his face, then turned his head as if nothing had happened, and looked elsewhere.

The people who blew up here were Dennis Circus temporary hired performer 'Kid' and several other masked weirdos, but he had nothing to do with him.

"At this time, Broly and Tours should have been resolved, and Lando El-Melloi should also start his own performance according to the script I envisioned..."

Thinking of this, the golden eyes of the blond youth revealed an inexplicable meaning.

"Truth can disorient, and it can lose its meaning. It has done so in the past, and it does now."

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Another crumbling street corner in District [-].

The second battlefield of the division.

"Cough cough cough...monster,...don't...don't come here..."

In the daytime, the old Cappadocia Raskin struggled painfully on the ground, his chest was full of sharp wooden thorns.Those wooden thorns were like devil's claws, piercing his skin and inserting deeply into his chest.

Blood dripped down the surface of the wood thorn, like a bright red waterfall, outlining a frightening picture.

At this moment, Ruskin only felt a suffocating pain coming from his internal organs. Every breath would bring him severe pain. His body was convulsed continuously due to fear and pain, and his eyes were full of endless pain and despair.

In front of him, the berserker who resisted the "Piercing Fortress" walked towards him with injuries all over his body. At the same time, the opponent was slowly pulling out the cross spear that pierced through his abdomen - it was the vampire who burned the last core blood to activate it. His strongest blow was also his final counterattack.

Ruskin originally thought that that blow would kill the terrifying beast on the other side. However, his desperate struggle and the huge wound he inflicted on the other side seemed to be stimulating hormones, which made the beast in front of him even more excited.

In that moment.

The destruction and killing in the berserker's heart reached its peak, and the roar full of madness and excitement echoed throughout the block. When the vampire heard the roar, he fell into madness instantly.

Subsequently, the vampire and the berserker had the simplest and wildest battle among beasts.

[Master Avatar] and [Soul] sway all their spirituality, distort the benchmark of reality, collide with each other, never stop.

Only when the spirituality of one party completely devours the spirituality of the other party, and the distortion of one party swallows the distortion of the other party, only then will they stop colliding.

The berserker and the vampire fought and wrestled together like two instinctive beasts.

Let's kill, spill blood!

The two were dominated by pure killing intent, and under the [Oath of Beowulf], they began the most savage death.

Finally, when Ruskin regained his senses from his wild madness, he had become a desolate figure who was dying and exhausted.

The wooden thorns were tightly fixed to his chest, making it impossible for him to escape this torment. The light of day sprinkled on the pale skin, burning their bodies and souls like flames.

And he couldn't help but uttered the words just now to the oncoming beast.

The fierce fight just now has pleased Broly's purest and craziest desire for destruction. Although his expression at this moment looks terrifying, compared with the pure beast-like posture before, his current appearance is undoubtedly good. Too much.

Holding the [Cross Execution], Broly has come to the struggling Cappadocia Raskin at this time, and he is looking down at his enemy.

Unlike any previous enemy, Cappadocia Raskin also maintained resistance when facing death, but the opponent's resistance was so hot, he was so resistant to the passing of life.

"I... still... can't die..."

Raskin's originally clear vision was gradually shrouded in a layer of mist, and the outlines of the scenery gradually blurred, losing their clear boundaries.Colors also dimmed, and the world became gray and hazy.The light dimmed in his eyes, appearing dim through hazy vision.He couldn't make out the objects and figures around him accurately, only blurred outlines and blurred colors.

He tried his best to keep his eyes wide open, trying to maintain a clear vision, but his vision became more and more blurred, as if separated by a veil.

Cappadocia Raskin's senses gradually receded, his body was no longer able to perceive the world around him, and he fell into a vague state of being, losing direct perception of the outside world.

His memory seemed to be pulled back to that past summer.

The clear blue skies and drowsy summers of the country, and...
"Niyas..."

puff-

The sharp thing pierced the fragile throat, cutting the vampire's last words and fond memories.

"The wicked are not like this; they are like chaff blown away by the wind."

Broly whispered slowly, and the cross spear in his hand began to gradually crumble into pieces.

Cappadocia Raskin, execution complete.

*******
Near Dennis Theater.

The first battlefield of the division.

"Do not!!!"

The huge Iron Maiden opened abruptly, and a wretched and ugly woman fell out of it. She knelt down on the cold ground, her trembling body couldn't bear the pain in her heart, her hands clutched her chest tightly, and her tears were like broken threads. Rolling down like beads, it landed on her pale cheeks, intertwined with her crying.

The voice was like heart-piercing wailing, the face of the vampire was distorted in pain, tears and saliva were intertwined, forming a sad river flowing down, her lips were purple from crying, as if being wailed by the power of wailing eroded.

Cappadocia Niyas was full of despair at the moment, she kept whispering like a lunatic.

"Brother...my love...my everything..."

Cappadocia Niyas shouldn't have acted in such a demented manner, but she ran out of the shelter of [Bloody Iron Maiden] during the battle. This was undoubtedly a fatal mistake.

And the reason why she acted so demented was naturally because she perceived the life that her brother had already passed away.

At that moment, her heart was occupied by pain, and the pain permeated every cell, which could not be forgotten, could not be forgotten.

Nias raised her ferocious head, and looked at the two [Masters] wrestling with [Batory Elizabeth] with resentful eyes.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!!!"

The hatred made her regain some sanity, and she stood up tremblingly again, and the huge metal cabinet behind her once again opened her arms, ready to embrace her master again.

"Ma'am, this is not a third-rate picture book battle, a mistake on the battlefield will really kill you."

An immature child's voice came from Nias' ears, her pupils shrank subconsciously, Tours, who was supposed to stay in front and fight [Batory Elizabeth], suddenly appeared in front of her Nearby, his body shone with a special mirror-curved luster, while the [Winner Möning] at the front suddenly shattered.

[Mirror Projection Arc Refraction! ]
[Mirror clone! ]
Before she could respond, a dazzling ray of light flashed past her, piercing her forehead, and then, thousands of rays of light were directed towards her like Gatling.

The light was like the messenger of death, it made the temperature rise rapidly, and the whirring heat penetrated into the surface of Nias.

[Mirror Projection Glow! ]
boom!boom!boom!boom!
Nias's whole body was directly dismembered by the terrifying light, and the [Blood Iron Maiden] behind her was hugged by the ten projections of [Winner Mourning]; The [Bathory Elizabeth] was torn apart again by the silver rapier in [Zoro]'s hand, and the avatar who mastered extraordinary sword skills was cutting the soul into noodles with dense 'Z-shaped slashes'.

At this moment, the bodies of vampires that had been dismembered into countless pieces were scattered on the ground, and the blood and stumps exuded a strong bloody smell.However, these tenacious immortalities make death not so easy.

These fragments began to gather together in an incredible way, as if being pulled by an invisible force, a faint light flickered in the process of reorganization, as if the spark of life was rekindled, and the limbs twisted and fused slowly , countless fragments gathered into a complete body.

boom--

Tours came in front of Niyas who was planning to reorganize the flesh and blood, and [Vina Mourning] behind him slapped him directly, interrupting the girl's resurrection.

"To be honest, if it wasn't for Abraham, I really don't know how to deal with you guys. Thanks to that guy who knows the weakness of every vampire, otherwise I wouldn't want to have any contact with you undead monsters. "

The foxtail behind Tours habitually swayed from side to side, and he was holding dozens of [garlic bombs], the fuses on which had been ignited.

"Goodbye, dear lady vampire."

Tours dropped the bomb, and then floated away under the influence of [Winner Mourning].

When the fuze was ignited, a fiery flame spread rapidly, illuminating the black orb.

Over time, the aroma of garlic gradually diffuses and fills the air, every trace of garlic is so strong that it seems to penetrate everything, enveloping everything around it in a sea of ​​its smell.

Boom! ! !

The vampire's recovery was ruthlessly interrupted, and the flesh was once again torn into countless pieces.

Those body tissues that had just been reconnected disintegrated again, and flesh and blood splattered everywhere. The power of the bomb mercilessly destroyed the vampire's hope and wiped out the recovery process.

The smell of garlic filled the air, and the smell of burning and blood mingled in a sickening stench.

The vampire's body was torn apart by the impact of the bomb, and countless fragments fell to the ground, covered with blood and wreckage.

Peng——

With the bombed bones of Cappadocia Niyas gone, the floating [Bloody Iron Maiden] also collapsed.

The fox-eared boy looked at the bloody residue all over the ground and the surrounding ruined neighborhoods, the fox ears on the top of his head could not help drooping down, he sighed and said to Zhou Zhou who was walking towards him:
"How do I explain to others that our group is really not a military terrorist organization."

After looking around for a week, he chose to remain silent.

For him, who only has a memory of a week, he has always had a question.

Are we not a military terrorist organization?

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(End of this chapter)