A Weird Theater That Started In London

Pan Ming was covered in blood.

Obviously, these blood can only come from himself, because the world-defying creatures belong to the dark race, and most of them are undead, either without blood or showing a strange color, not bright red.

"What's going on? Who's fighting inside."

A low voice sounded.

Pan Ming, who hurried over, stopped and stared straight at the shady scene in front of him. The ghostly thing surrounded the entire Chidswell Street, making people unable to find any other way to enter except for a frontal breakthrough.

However, when he thought that he was not in a perfect state, Pan Ming pressed an impulsive thought. He didn't know who was inside or where the danger came from, so he could only adjust his state first.

No matter what, you must not rush in and give it for nothing.

At this point, Pan Ming found a roof and sat down, repairing the injury as quickly as possible. At the same time, he distracted from time to time to look at the shady screen to see if there was any change.

And in the dark.

Duke rolled dozens of times in the rain, inserted his short gun into the ground to slow down, and barely stopped the tendency to retreat.

Frankly speaking, since he decided to take the technological route, he was destined to make some compromises in frontal combat capabilities.

So Duke is suffering now.

If it were Pan Ming or Zhou Tian, ​​he might also be at a disadvantage, but he would never be so embarrassed. If it weren't for the powerful weapons he took from the dwarf master, he would have been knocked into the air this time. At least one leg will be broken.

Not an exaggeration!

You can tell by looking at the deep ravine that the body drags out on the ground.

"Let me do it."

A mid-air voice came.

It would be nice to have no eyes, because Duke can clearly see that the giant Wade Lowe has been badly wounded—

Even though the body has been strengthened by the dwarf master, many areas are still broken, and the operation of the internal movement can be clearly seen.

And the reason why his voice was thick, as if full of confidence, was entirely because the channel system was not damaged, that's all.

"never mind…"

Duke struggled to get up from the ground. Anyway, in terms of frontal combat ability, he was still ranked in the same grade. How could he pretend to be dead to avoid battle.

"I don't belong to this era. If I can contribute to ending the turmoil, I definitely deserve to die, and I don't have to worry about my body being used again by careerists..."

Wade Lowe, a tall giant, had a smile on his face, and no one would doubt the authenticity of his words.

Even an actor who can theoretically be resurrected indefinitely cannot do so calmly, because Wade Lowe is really not afraid of death, especially when he knows that his sacrifice can bring meaning to others.

It's a pity that there are always people who make sarcasm at an inopportune moment.

"It's really touching, you have to fight for your death."

It has to be said that the other half of the soul split by Officer Wensley is particularly rude, and it can even be said that it has a bad character.

Through some fights, Duke also knew that the other party had inherited part of the original owner's memory, but he did not care about his old feelings at all, and rushed to kill him.

Just as he was thinking about it, a spear made of black mist flew straight up, constantly expanding in Duke's eyes.

Clang!

The vibration exploded in my ears.

Miss Meacham is an actionist, she is too lazy to catch up with the dying person, two spears composed of rain and fog, wrapped with enormous force, rush towards the target with an unstoppable force.

The giant Wade Lowe flew out.

There was a sound of the sound barrier breaking.

Gu Ji </span> He caught the blow with his chest, not only that, but also used the Dwarf Hammer to help Duke, who was seriously injured and needed time to adjust, to block the blow.

The sensational atmosphere was instantly broken.

Influenced by obsession, this blackened woman was very decisive. She "killed" Wade Lowe, leaving Duke alone.

In Meacham's eyes, he had voluntarily retreated to a desolate world without human activities. Lu Li and his accomplices still did not let their husband and wife go, which could only be deterred by blood and death.

It just so happened that the unfamiliar police officer Wensley, who was formed by half his soul, was not a decent person. He had neither the lofty ideal of helping the poor and the weak, nor caring about old feelings, nor any concept of honor or disgrace. He fooled the dead at will, summoning one after another. The deceased who suffered misfortune in their lifetime fought for their own interests.

"If I kill you, that guy named Lu Li will be sad for a long time."

There was a gentle smile on Wensley's face, but it was just the devil wearing a mask of hypocrisy.

When the words fell, a black smoke surged, and various faces were looming, and they all appeared to be in great pain.

Duke has seen this scene many times. The reverse world belongs to the world of the dead. The living cannot get energy, but the dark creatures are not. There are endless descendants.

No matter how many waves he and Wade Lowe fought back, the two on the opposite side would soon be able to organize the next wave.

Ding dong.

A crisp sound.

The last four silver coins fell to the ground at the same time, firmly protecting the user without leaving any dead ends.

Frankly speaking, Duke actually thought about a day when the seal-shaped coat of arms was not used to fight the enemy, but to protect himself.

I fought for another five minutes...

After sighing in his heart for a while, he closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to the outside world, trying his best to recover from the injury.

If the human body can be digitized, then Duke's red bar representing health and the blue sky representing physical fitness must have all reached the lowest point, only half a step away from death.

Therefore, Wade Lowe, who saw that he was trying to be brave, resolutely died and fought for a chance for him.

In fact, if Duke does not die, this kind giant is not without a chance to resurrect, and miracles can still be staged again.

only…

Duke was quietly distracted. He was more and more looking forward to Lu Li, Pan Ming, or Mr. Holmes, Dr. Watson, or even the unfamiliar Du Quan, or Zhou Tian, ​​as long as someone came to help resolve the crisis. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"Someone is coming outside."

"It's this guy's friend."

The sealing technique isolates everything.

So Duke didn't hear the conversation, but he knew things were getting tricky.

Those summoned creatures composed of monstrous creatures are hitting the sealing wall and last for one more minute at most, and this time is simply not enough to complete self-repair, and can only restore him to the level where he can move twice.

Thinking of this, Duke put the broken gun used for melee combat back into his waist, and silently pulled out an arquebus.

In the end, we still have to rely on technology to save ourselves.

With a sigh, Duke silently dropped a flame pattern copper coin. After igniting the lead, while waiting for the seal wall to shatter, he was able to launch a special projectile, perhaps dragging someone to accompany him to his death.

But it was a last resort.

Maybe you can try to attack that shady screen and bet that someone is watching and waiting outside.

In fact, this possibility is not low, because Duke knew that he belonged to the meat on the chopping board and had already been eaten by the husband and wife in front of him, but the other party was suddenly eager to take action. Probably some variable appeared.

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