Chapter 1111: Pain Engine (Part 2)

The fighting between the two sides became more anxious.
But Uquitt didn’t know that the song of destruction had been stirred in Nutans’ mind at this moment, he could foresee any step of Uquitt’s actions, and the song whispered to him in a way that he could not understand, but he It is natural to know that it is a force that transcends everything that I have touched.
He launched a storm-like attack on U-Quite, and every move forced him to retreat. No matter how good U-Quite's skill in parrying, every stab was closer to stab him.
The panic he saw in the other person's eyes filled his heart with a violent sense of victory.
"Then die!!"
The screaming spear let out the last high-pitched roar, and then Uquet's blade was shattered into pieces.
Nutans turned around gracefully, holding the spear in both hands and thrusting the blade into Uquitt's breastplate.
Mo Feng burnt through his armor, ribs, and internal organs when he was bloodied.
Uquitt fell to his knees and was still alive, his mouth flapping numbly, and blood spewed from the huge wound.
"Damn..."
Nutans twisted the war spear, enjoying the sound of his broken rib.
When Uquette tried to reach out and pick up the broken knife again, Nutans had completely cut his heart.
He stepped on Uquette's body, pulled out his spear, and stood triumphantly in front of his defeated opponent's body.
Around him, the ok boys began to retreat because of the death of the leader, but the guards were also unable to counterattack. They had suffered heavy casualties, and the bodies of both sides had completely drowned the ground.
Nutans gasped, the singing in the veins faded, and he lost interest in the battle.
He turned and walked towards the throne, already eager for the music to refill his body.
Nutans turned to the front of an operator's desk and looked directly at the dim eyes of a puppet.
Its head was placed on a thin body full of metal, the internal organs were replaced by brass gears, the jingling machinery protruded from the chest, reading the notes on the surrounding music scores, and the metal and cable Two hands, two with twenty fingers
Bodybuilding, dancing on the control panel.
Nutans slashed its head with a spear, and then the music began to be out of tune and disordered, and the harmonious rhythm fell apart.
The twisted creatures imprisoned in a metal cage seemed to recover, and began to writhe uncomfortably.
Nutans looked at them, and suddenly there was an inexplicable anger in his heart, and then his spear waved a shining arc, cutting the control panel in half in a burst of orange-red sparks.
The horrible music turned into a dying roar, and the terrifying howling of deafening shook the stone petals of the palace, and then gradually faded, like a forgotten dream.
The music ended, all the metal cages fell apart, and all the sounds fell silent.
Then, there was an ominous buzz, and the twisted creations floated one by one, emitting disgusting subsonic waves.
As they move, they harvest their limbs from the ground and stuff them into eel-shaped mouthparts.
"Diago, is this your hole card..."
Nutans looked at the nightmares that were pushing towards the ruined Oak, and couldn't help but clenched his spear, he once again recalled the wailing and screaming that haunted his ear.
Beside him, a female figure emerged. She watched the broken palace dome, and the darkness in the evening sky bloomed like evil flowers.
From a wider perspective, the vast black circle of the entire city of Shadows continues to expand, devouring everything at an alarming rate, leaving only gray waste behind.
The centers of those circles are twisted creations.
As they moved, a wave of corruption spread from another area on the ground, and the two pieces of black matter gathered together and continued to spread like a terrible disease.
"Then... what is that?"
The graceful figure whispered that she was dressed in a black gauze and her face was also covered with black gauze, which made people unrealistic.
"You've seen it before."
Nutans whispered:
"Diago showed you through me that this is the engine of pain, this is death."
In words, Nutans recalled the terrible illusion of corruption. His flesh and blood disintegrated in front of his eyes, and the black corruption corrupted everything around him. This memory made his stomach start to twist.
He felt as if his blood had been drained, and felt a little echo of the fear that fell on the heads of thousands of prisoners.
And such fear is a concept that his thinking cannot bear.
"You are heroes and butchers."
The young woman said, her sadness filled her voice.
"Both are, but people often only remember the last one. You cannot walk in the sun, because the crimes you commit cannot be excused for any reason."
Nutans nodded numbly.
"Come on, we must go."
"go?"
The woman whimpered and asked, her beautiful eyes were staring straight at the death of the whole city.
"where to?"
"Leave, the farther the better."
Nutans took her hand and led her through the wait-and-see guards to the edge of the passage.
"It's not safe for you anymore, it's not safe at all, Her Majesty."
The boss of the Iron Thumbs gang of the Lame Army first saw the gorgeous stone palace in the city of shadows. He stepped off the tortured helicopter and stepped on one of the palace’s flanks, the magnificent arch The top is above him.
The smoke spread out from the fighting that was erupting inside the palace, the terrible screams from the square to the north, and the strong smell of fresh blood spilled.
Moore glanced around, and was suddenly shocked by an idea: everything here will cease to exist at any time.
He noticed that a group of boys were approaching him from the other end of the rooftop. Those members of the Naik gang, he was very excited to see Danchov, the leader of the gang, walking in the forefront. The battle was smoking.
"Dead pig!"
Danchov also saw the old acquaintances, and then shouted, Moore felt that the footsteps of his wine friend seemed more frivolous.
"I thought you wouldn't come! Jealous?"
"How's it going?"
Muir didn't play tricks on him.
"We are here, but Uquitt seems to be dead, dried by shrimps, and it's enough to lose his face! You must be able to smell the husbands of Goffs, they are only full of squat shit. Only then can I feel at ease, the rest of the place has been cut off,
Some weird stuff is floating around, and the kids are trying to solve it. "
Danchov pointed to the west of the city, and Muir saw the boys with heavy weapons pouring fire at something out of sight.
"If you come late, you won't find anything to kill soon."
"You have to contact other gangs, right away."
Muhr's words revealed a sense of urgency.
"Send the kid to sort out a place to land."
"why?"
Danchov asked in doubt.
"Dead pig, what happened?"
"It's time to retreat, all the children have to go."
"Ah? Didn't you wake up last night?"
"Do not,"
Danchov said angrily.
"I am sober~EbookFREE.me~ This is the boss's order."
Moore hesitated for a moment and then asked carefully:
"Boss? Dead pig, are you saying--"
"Goff's kid will not come, we will go to another place with them."
"Why did the boss do such a thing? Not that the beast asked us to come here—"
"I don't know, but we don't have time to discuss these, we must go right away! I will report to Goff over there. You can contact other gangs, don't worry about the details, tell them that there is no reinforcements, let them hurry Run away."
Muir looked up at the sturdy, reassuring structure of the palace and said.
"It's very convenient to park helicopters in these places. You'd better build some firepower here temporarily. Before you leave, the old assembly will let those big planes blow up this place completely, so this ghost place is going to die, but I don't plan to bury it."
"Okay, I immediately sent the fart to inform the other gangs."
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