After a wail, the wheelchair fell apart in the mud.
In the blink of an eye, the mud shook violently.
It worked?
Huai Shi was overjoyed.
Then he felt a chill in his chest, and a military knife protruded from his chest.
As expected, it didn't work.
When he turned around in a daze, he saw Clement, who seemed to have crawled out of the mud, and his ferocious face. A pitch-black aura constantly emerged from his body.
"Oh my god, you're also a traitor?"
Huai Shi was stunned.
At that moment, the Dark Substance that had been silent for a moment shook violently again, triggering a riot, and swept in all directions more violently than before.
Clement opened his mouth and suddenly spat out the Dark Substance that had drilled into his lungs. His scarlet eyes were filled with frenzy.
"Can't …"
He murmured hoarsely, "Can't … stop … yet …"
Since the beginning of the game, his former teammate, the unlucky child Clement, who had turned into an NPC … No, at this moment, how much of him was the original him?
As the black mud covered him, his coat rustled, and soon it turned into a solemn, pitch-black robe. No matter whether it was the bow tie or the cuffs, they were all meticulously done.
His distorted face calmed down again, and he was already unrecognizable.
Without the desolation and paleness of many years of frustration, he became arrogant and handsome, with deep indifference and cruelty, just like a natural emperor.
This was the real Koosche.
Not the pitiful worm in the wheelchair who couldn't even speak properly, but the terror and disaster that walked the world, the immortals, the undying, the shapeshifters, the wizards, and the demon king who swallowed all enemies.
Even though he was already dead.
However, that huge obsession still relied on other people's bodies to walk in this world.
Bringing destruction and death.
Huai Shi opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, "Brother, we're already dead, can't we just stop?"
"Can't … stop … yet …"
He raised his head stiffly and stared at Huai Shi's face, "At least … let … Yaga … go to the New World …"
If you don't f * cking mess around, everyone can go to the New World alive!
In that instant, Kou Siqie pulled out his military knife and slashed at Huai Shi's head again.
Huai Shi turned around in an instant, blood spurting out from his chest. He raised the saber and axe in his hand, blocking the swift and fierce sword. He felt a burst of numbness in his wrist.
The terrifying power and killing intent almost stunned him.
The wound on his chest was not that important.
Lice don't itch when there are too many.
Compared to the torture of the Punishment for Breaking an Oath, this pain was like being bitten by a mosquito. As for the damage caused by the puncture, it was nothing to Huai Shi now that he was high on drugs.
Huai Shi took a step back amidst the clanging sound of steel colliding. He lowered his head to look at the wound on his chest that was slowly healing. He raised his head to stare at Koosche who was closing in on him.
His solemn footsteps were precise to the millimeter, and his posture was flawless. When he raised his military saber to his chest, his eyes were cold and solemn, as well as a wave of killing intent that burst forth.
Huai Shi took a deep breath and felt his palms begin to sweat.
For the first time since he boarded the ship, he encountered such a flawless opponent. But for some reason, what followed was not fear, but excitement.
It was the joy and anticipation of meeting a worthy opponent.
Therefore, the short saber and axe were spread out from his side as he raised his arms. The Theravada Dual Saber Technique, which had been changed beyond recognition, was now revealed. Whether it was a Roman dagger fight or something else … Huai Shi was eager to change his posture, looking for an attacking distance from both sides as they advanced and retreated.
In that instant, the leather boots of both of them stood still on the broken floor at the same time.
The blood-red pupils burst forth with the light of killing intent.
The Undead and the Vampire broke through the air at that moment. The radiance of steel collided with each other, bursting out a sharp sound, followed by a series of thunderous roars.
It was the mournful sound of an axe and a military saber breaking through the air.
With only a narrow Slavic military saber, Koosche closed in step by step, suppressing Huai Shi's dual weapons. He conveyed his strength and will through the narrow saber in an almost violent manner. He forcefully resisted the slashing of the axe and swung his fist at Huai Shi's inner elbow. After parrying the saber, he raised his fist and smashed it on Huai Shi's chin.
Huai Shi only felt his vision go black. Immediately, he felt his feet leave the ground. He was actually suspended in the air by this punch.
Then, the military saber slashed and cut open a wound in his chest.
In mid-air, his short saber fell from his hand and pierced through Koosche's left arm.
Both of them took a step back.
Huai Shi panted violently. He felt his ears ringing, a bloody taste oozing out of his mouth, and a stinging pain in his chest.
The cut was so deep that his bones could be seen.
Koosche pulled out the blade nailed to his arm expressionlessly and raised the military saber again. Huai Shi shook his head and tried to dispel the dizziness in his head. He clenched the handle of the axe tightly.
"What a pity," he whispered softly. "It would be nice if there was some background music."
He missed Old Liu like never before. He desperately hoped that he would give him another MP3 player, the kind that cost twenty to thirty thousand. As if hearing his prayer, the cruise ship roared and the ceiling shattered. A line of sparks flew down and ignited the table in the corner.
A flame was ignited.
The light illuminated the scarlet eyes of both of them.
Huai Shi's face was reflected in Koosche's hollow eyes. It seemed that a trace of brutal excitement emerged. He clenched the military saber tightly.
"Again!"
Huai Shi growled and rushed forward again.
Bang!
The blade of the axe and the military saber collided, creating sparks. Both of them raised their fists at the same time and punched each other in the face. They took a step back, then clenched their weapons and slashed at each other with a mournful cry.
A sharp roar burst forth.
Huai Shi roared.
Amidst the sound of burning and shattering, iron collided with iron, stirring up each other. The vampire and the Immortal clenched their fists and moved forward again.
The metallic light was like a stream of water bursting out from the scorching air.
It illuminated their scarlet eyes.
"Do you see it? The atmosphere is starting to heat up. " Huai Shi tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood. He muttered softly, "It's a pity that there's no applause."
Koosche's face was expressionless. He took a step forward and slashed again with his saber!
Amidst the roar of the shattering, flames spread, eroding the deck inch by inch. The sludge formed by the dark Origin Substance was turbulent. It erupted three times like a tide, making it difficult for all the cyborg sailors to suppress it.
But when the burly captain smashed a door and pulled out an iron box from a crack in the wall, the situation reversed once again.
Inside the box, a row of black guns that did not belong to this era shone with a cold steel light.
"Ha! Old buddy … "
The captain, who had a pipe in his mouth, laughed sinisterly. He pulled out a machine gun that should have been welded to a tank, dragged a long chain of bullets, and pulled the trigger at the monsters formed by the dark Origin Substance.
Gunfire roared.
Thunder and lightning burst forth from the rotating muzzle.
"Die die die die die!!!" After the fatal chain of fire, the captain's angry roar could be heard. "This is what happens to trash like you if you don't buy tickets!"
The other crew members also picked up their guns and short cannons from the box and rushed toward the enemy. They changed from Iron King Kong to Rambo, fighting the monsters without fear of death.
In an instant, the scene changed from the Middle Ages to a modern army fighting monsters.
"Oh my god, give me one too!"
Huai Shi's eyes were red with envy. "Give me one, give me one!"
"No more!"
The captain glanced at him from the corner of his eyes. "Why are you playing with guns at such a young age? Go play with your axe!"
Bang!
Huai Shi wasn't paying attention and was knocked back by Koosche. He almost fell into the hole in the floor. Koosche closed in step by step, swinging his knife again!
Then, a loud sound burst forth.
A huge gap appeared on Koosche's head.
Behind the gap, Lily, who was at the entrance of the restaurant, was holding the rifle that had killed the Pharaoh. She was panting heavily.
The Demon King's movements were sluggish.
Huai Shi roared angrily, and the axe in his hand chopped down at the Demon King's face!
Koosche retreated. The blade of the axe split open his sternum, and blood spurted out. But Koosche's movements didn't stop. The military knife in his hand fell, but he saw Huai Shi raise his left hand.
He faced the blade and gripped it tightly.
In the momentary stalemate, Huai Shi raised his head and slammed it down on Koosche's broken head.
Koosche staggered and took a step back. Huai Shi advanced again, and the blade of the axe chopped down, cutting off his left arm. Then, Huai Shi roared and charged forward. Using the broken body as support, he suddenly slammed it onto the table.
He kicked with all his might.
Koosche fell to the ground.
Chance!
Huai Shi gripped the blade of the axe with both hands and aimed it at his head. With a roar, he chopped it down!
This time, he had no way out.
But a fierce light burst forth from his empty eyes. He raised the broken military knife, but he didn't dodge or block. Instead, he stabbed it toward Huai Shi's head.
Mutual destruction!
At that moment, a crisp sound suddenly rang out in the restaurant.
Koosche's movements froze, and he stopped in place.
The blade of the axe splashed blood, leaving deep gouges on the floor.
Victory and defeat had been decided!
But it wasn't just the broken body that stopped. Even the surging tide of darkness stiffened in place, as if it had been frozen. Then, an ear-piercing wail burst forth.
Huai Shi turned around and saw Lily, who had thrown herself into the middle of the restaurant, and her raised hands.
It was a soup spoon that had been broken.
That was Koosche's last resort.
So, in an instant, the surging tide of darkness rolled back. Countless monsters wailed as they melted and gathered in the quagmire again. The mud convulsed and collapsed, quickly evaporating.
In the end, only a decrepit and old body was left, falling to the ground.
It was the last remnant of the demon king named Koosche.
It was about to dissipate.
The stooped old man tried to reach out with his hand, trying to feel for something, but he couldn't touch anything. In the end, his hand fell limply, and Yaga rushed forward and grabbed it tightly.
"Brother, I'm here … I'm here."
The decrepit old man tried hard to open his eyes, trying to see her clearly. After a long time, he finally distinguished that haggard face. As if he had been liberated, a smile of relief appeared on his face from fear.
"Run, Yaga. Run."
The old man's voice was hoarse as he shouted her name with all his might. "Run! Run to a place where they can't catch you … Live … well … "
In the rapid dissipation, Koosche shed murky tears as he stared at his last family member.
"I'm … sorry …"
This was his final farewell.
His body dissipated in the wind. In the end, only a handful of scattered dust was left, falling on Yaga's burnt skirt.
"Big Brother, we already have nowhere to run."
Yaga stared blankly at the gravel that flowed down her palm. The wrinkles on her face twitched as if she wanted to cry, but she couldn't shed any tears. The unkempt witch shook her head numbly. She looked around at all this, at everyone's faces, as if she was looking at a joke.
"From the moment we boarded the ship, everything was already destined … We are all … we are all … dust … dust left behind by the wheels …"
No one responded.
No one was able to respond to her voice.
There were only corpses everywhere. Almost all the passengers had died.
Huai Shi subconsciously shielded Lily behind him, carefully guarding against her. But he didn't see her rush forward madly to avenge her brother as he expected.
She just stared blankly at all this.
After a long, long time, scarlet tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. Slowly, she raised her hands and covered her old face, but it was difficult to suppress the despair and sadness in her heart.
"Why … Why?" She choked and asked hoarsely, "Who can tell me, why is this happening!"
"My husband, my daughter, my everything … God, isn't it enough to take all of this away? Why do you have to take him away from me! "
"Tell me!"
She held the ashes of her brother in her hands and screamed at the cold, dark sky outside the broken wall, "Why is this happening!"
The world was silent.
There was only the sound of flames burning, and her broken cries.
"Ah ah ah!!!!"
She climbed up from the ground, stepping on the broken wreckage. With tears of blood, she looked up at the sky and screamed, "I curse all of you! I curse all of you! One day, you will die in your ambition that even this world can't accommodate! I curse all of you … Do you hear me! Do you hear me! "
No one responded.
In the dead silence, she seemed to have finally understood something and lowered her head tiredly.
"At least, I won't be your plaything … Never … Never!"
She finally turned around and looked at the cyborgs, Huai Shi, and Lily behind him, as if she was pitying them.
Shaking his head slightly, he leaped into the air.
Quietly, she fell into the quiet sea of blood and gradually sank into the darkness that was difficult to be seen by the naked eye.
Silently melted.
In the dead silence, no one spoke.
Huai Shi looked down at her in disbelief until the numb face disappeared in the deepest part of the darkness. Until now, he still couldn't believe that Papaya had chosen to commit suicide.
Was she crazy?
"She must be crazy." Ai Qing knocked on the armrest. "But why she went crazy is still unknown … Besides, you'd better worry about yourself."
Ai Qing lowered her eyes and stared at the countdown in the status bar of the character card.
Punishment for Breaking an Oath 0: 03.
Countdown, 3, 2, 1 …
At that moment, Huai Shi widened his eyes in shock and staggered to the ground. He saw the silver circuits slowly emerging on the back of his hand. They burned his flesh and blood, sizzling …
An unprecedented pain and thirst struck him.
He was almost defeated in an instant.
The roars of countless people echoed in his ears and turned into a dark tide, drowning his soul inch by inch.
"Paracelsus … Kill … Kill that deformed creation … Kill at all costs … Kill! Kill! Kill! "
Countless chaotic voices echoed in his consciousness and instantly drained all his energy, causing him to spasm and twitch violently on the floor.
It was like an epileptic patient.
In a trance, Huai Shi felt that his consciousness seemed to be pulled out by an invisible force and thrown into the darkness. The sound of the wind blew past his face.
The fall seemed to be endless.
After a long time that was long enough for his consciousness to disappear, he finally fell to the bottom of the abyss.
He prostrated himself under the pale altar.
Holy light shone from above and scattered on his body. It was like sulfuric acid being evenly splashed on a vampire's skin, causing him to scream and his soul to tremble.
In the burning holy flames, the thin archbishop held his scepter and slowly turned around. He looked down at the screaming Huai Shi and said coldly, "Don't always disappoint people, Abraham. Complete your mission!"
His every word was like a hammer, pounding on Huai Shi's remaining consciousness and ravaging his will. The part of him that belonged to the vampire quickly expanded, bringing with it the commandments and missions that went deep into his soul.
He said,
"Kill that damned heretic!"
"No!"
In the midst of his convulsions, Huai Shi raised his face covered in snot and saliva and gave him an apologetic smile.
"Sorry, I refuse."
At that moment, the archbishop frowned in disappointment.
The holy light left.
Huai Shi was abandoned in the abyss.
Then, Ai Qing saw —
The last player sitting opposite her revealed a ferocious smile from the shadows.
He threw the dice in his hand.
.
When Huai Shi opened his eyes in a daze, he saw Lily's pale face and felt a wave of hunger.
Then, he felt a sharp pain in his limbs.
When he tried to raise his head, he heard a crisp sound from his neck, as if something was about to break. He raised his arms with difficulty and saw his ten fingers that were as shriveled as withered twigs and his arms that were covered in cracks.
Just like charcoal that had been burnt out.
Silver, commandments, missions … Everything that Abraham once believed in was collapsing little by little. From the inside out, he was killed inch by inch by God's wrath.
From the inside out.
No blind spots were left.
Perhaps, this was the redemption that Van Helsing was looking forward to.
Huai Shi could clearly feel that this was originally a setting hidden in the Vampire's Stigmata. Through his shallow knowledge of metals, he could sensitively perceive the essence of this miracle.
A miracle from the darkness forged in the Silver Cornerstone.
The almost ingenious construction of the power of a mutant gave it unparalleled lethality. Then, on the first day of its birth, it was destined to perish one day.
All that was needed was a gentle push from above, and everything that was floating in the air would collapse like a pile of sand, vanishing into thin air under the purification of the silver alloy that was poured into the bone marrow.
In the end, only a silver-white skeleton was left.
This was the final punishment for breaking the oath.
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