Dimensional Eroders

The lively night came and went, and in the dilapidated and quiet street in the early morning, a half-cooked charcoal-grilled mutant suddenly appeared.

Although he carelessly didn't peel and remove the belly, and even the fur was scorched together, showing a bit of perfunctory, and the sincerity of the cook could not be seen; but because of the cumin and spices, for the earth turtle monster deep in the city, it is still It is the supreme delicacy that has never been enjoyed!

No one can resist the temptation of delicious food!

Soon, monsters lurking nearby appeared one by one, and they fought each other for this heaven-falling thing; then the gunfire sounded, and they fell to the street one by one.

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The city at night is a battlefield for powerful monsters to fight, while the early morning belongs to weak chickens and garbage.

Bailang's figure quickly appeared, quickly dragging the trophies into the roadside shop one by one, and started the production and processing in the style of Sun Erniang.

Because this is his last action, whether this vote succeeds or fails? The city washes its hands in the golden basin and retreats into the world. So there is no need to save the last 'burning blood'. Today, he's going to play a big game!

Tried again and again, Bailang is more familiar with the wrong usage of 'Burning Blood' than anyone else, and even developed his own 'Prodigal Series'.

Collect all the blood of the monsters into a bottle (a large wide bottle), then pour an appropriate amount of medicine to react, shake it well, and let it stand still; then he changed a large airtight jar, opened the monsters' stomachs, Pour it into it, then sprinkle the final medicine, stir well, seal and marinate.

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Two and a half hours later, Bailang was fully armed and appeared at the entrance of the subway station.

He took a deep breath, took out a large bottle filled with monster blood, pierced the bottle cap with a dagger, and gently pinched it towards the ground, spraying out a sticky blood with a strong smell.

The fel energy crystals dissolved in the blood, releasing a stronger aura, which quickly attracted the strange birds that gathered in the sky. They screamed excitedly, alarming more and more monsters, gathering here.

Bailang receded backwards towards the subway station, firing the 'Blood of True Evil Energy' every few meters, leaving traces all over the place, attracting more and more monsters to gather.

When passing through the two-layer-deep 'subway space', the fel blood he shot out had already attracted a large number of monsters. In the darkness, pairs of reflective eyeballs were staring at him greedily.

Bailang was not too nervous at this time, but rather dissatisfied, thinking that the amount of garbage was too small. Then he shot suddenly, shooting at the place where the monsters were most concentrated in his perception, and instantly startled countless strange screams, angering and detonating the group of monsters.

A mutant beast roared and rushed towards him.

Bailang turned on the headlights, led the trend of the monsters, took the lead in the charge, and trotted towards the depths of the tunnel. He was still running fast all the way, turning around and shooting back from time to time, spilling the monster's blood all over the ground.

The aura of evil energy could not be dissipated in the closed underground space, but it became more and more intense, brewing an even more terrifying riot. Those rats and reptiles living in the sewer flooded out, following the smell and chasing the white waves.

In the dark tunnel that was originally dead and silent, there were dense, overwhelming, and rustling sounds. Under the perception magnification of the 'Frostwolf Totem', his scalp tingled with horror. This feeling of nausea and fear comes from instinct, and reason and will can't overcome it at all, so they can only escape faster.

A wave of monsters was single-handedly provoked by him. Outside the subway station, more and more monsters were attracted, blindly rushing into the tunnel, and then stimulated by the evil energy, they became excited and violent.

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Fleeing all the way to the entrance of the 'Evil Orc Sewer', which had already been arranged, he opened the temporary trap to stop the monster behind him, while carefully putting away the gun, and took out the sealed can from the storage space.

Yesterday's investigation almost cost him half his life, and he was trapped to death in this foul-smelling and suffocating sewer, but it also confirmed the real whereabouts of 'Hagenda Smashed Ice'.

As soon as the lid was opened at this moment, the smelly evil energy detonated the atmosphere of the scene, and the monsters in the audience were instantly overwhelmed!

"I will pay for the consumption of the audience today! Dog B, come and have fun together!"

Without hesitation, Bailang kicked the pot over and rolled upside down into the depths of the sewer. The jar rolled all the way, spilling the successfully marinated monster's internal organs all the way, and finally fell into the depths of the sewer, gurgling outward.

How can you resist such a delicious temptation from the rampant monster tide? Losing their minds one by one, they rushed down the sewer, while Bailang took the opportunity to take a step forward.

He turned off the headlight, sprinkled the breath-blocking powder on his body, and continued running into the tunnel. Soon came to the arched wall, climbed up a row of iron frames, and hid in mid-air against the wall.

At this time, the monsters, monsters, mutant beasts, and sewer residents were attracted by the 'evil offal' that had been marinated for two and a half hours, and completely ignored Mr. Jin Zhulang. The smell that rushed to my face made me so ready to move, I have never felt this kind of feeling, Cause_I_got_acrush_on_you... They are like seeing fans of cxk, rushing towards the evil sewer crazily.

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And the orcs living in the evil sewers came out even more furiously!

Although they have died, turned into zombies, and lost their wisdom, they still retain their hatred and disgust for the 'burning blood'. This is a medicine made by human beings to squeeze the lives of their orcs. Every time they encounter it, they will go berserk and want to kill everything.

At this moment, someone poured a large pot of fel energy and devil soup on the door of his house. What kind of provocation is this? It's even more excessive than eating the canopy marshal in front of msl! This group of orc zombies went completely berserk, fighting with the monsters that kept pouring in, and fought for 300 rounds.

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As the instigator of this melee, Bailang waited quietly.

In the darkness, he moved slowly down and came back to the ground, groping with his palm against the wall, and soon caught a string. This is a gift he had prepared before. At the entrance of the sewer, he made a small mechanism and hid a grenade.

At this moment, a large number of monsters rushed into the sewer, and he felt that the time was ripe, so he crouched in the corner, protected himself, and then kept pulling the rope. The rope covered in the dust was continuously stretched, straightened, and finally triggered the mechanism. The pull ring was pulled out, and the grenade rolled into the depths of the sewer, without disturbing the fighting monsters and undead.

boom!

The explosion of the grenade not only collapsed a section of the entrance, blocking the swarming monsters; it also detonated the methane in the impenetrable 'evil sewer', causing a stronger explosion.

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Hagenda Shards have been entrenched in the "evil sewer" for a long time and no one will provoke them, because they have turned into zombies and don't need to breathe. And this section of the sewer has already collapsed and blocked, and the orc zombies dragged their prey in from time to time, rotting and fermenting anoxic methane biogas. When Bailang went in yesterday, he almost didn't suffocate in it, so there was the idea of ​​"lighting a match to blow up the manhole cover" inspiration.

But doing so would be too cheap for them. He wanted to play with a bigger sum, so he chased away the wolves, tricked a bunch of monsters into it, and blasted them. Wouldn't it be beautiful?

Rumble!

The ground of Bailang's lying tunnel trembled violently. And he saw with his own eyes that in the pitch-black tunnel, a straight column of fire suddenly erupted from the ground. The speed of this thing is too fast and the range is too high. The entrance of the tunnel was opened again, and the densely packed monsters, like anti-aircraft artillery shells, were fired out in one breath, stuck to the top of the tunnel, and slid down a little bit.

The ear-piercing explosions echoed repeatedly in the tunnel, like rolling thunder; at the same time, the vibrating ceiling kept trembling, and a large amount of gravel and gravel fell down. The startled Bailang thought he was going to be buried alive, and his heart was about to explode. The instant faint remorse, did he play off? But then I became confident, this is the exciting life!

But fortunately, the quality of the subway tunnel is far beyond his imagination. When Bailang got up dizzily and staggeringly, the reptile mice that got into the sewer had already been shocked to death by the shock wave and cooked by the flames. The originally dull and muddy tunnel was full of stench + rolling heat wave + faint suffocation.

Of course, all the monsters at the scene were not dead, but they were all overworked and injured, and there were mourners everywhere... And more people who had just rushed into the subway station, heard the rumbling explosion and vibration, were so frightened that they turned around and ran away.

My main task is currently being refreshed...

This explosion was counted on his head, and the rubbish was wiped out in ashes!

"This... is art!" Bailang stood up straight, and made a curtain call ceremony in the dark tunnel.

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