"Joke, I won't die even if you die." Augustine snorted coldly, raised his left hand, the giant fire gun pressed against the head of a muscle rat monster, pulled the trigger coldly, and the muscle rat monster's head was blown to pieces, and the warhead was in It exploded in the air, and the flames swept through.

The knight's sword fell fiercely, bringing a fiery red, the swept wind and high-temperature heat swept through, and the half bodies of the two muscular rat monsters flew into the air.

A muscular rat monster got close, and its sharp claws rubbed against the crimson mechanical body, tearing the armor on the surface of the mechanical body, and several gears inside were destroyed.

I saw sparks splashing from the shredded position, a large amount of high-temperature steam spewed out, and the damaged gear dislocated under high-speed rotation and flew out.

Augustine blasted the muscular rat monster's body with a single shot.

Morosad stepped out abruptly and ran, and at extreme speed, the knight sword tore the abdomen of a muscular rat monster, and large pieces of internal organs flowed out.

He jumped into the hole with unabated speed.

"Bastard!" Augustine's face was ugly, and he rushed forward with big strides. No muscle rat monster could stop him. He glanced at the hole below, and his face was even more ugly.

The cave is not spacious, and if you jump down, the Slayer's armor may not be fully deployed inside.

With a bang, the sound of the mechanical gears turning, a five-meter-wide steel plate was ejected from the bulging position behind it, and it was directly nailed to the ground, fixing the slaughterer's armor on the ground, and then the slaughterer's armor split to the left and right, like a sea tide in an instant. The high-temperature steam flowed out, covering the surrounding area of ​​more than ten meters.

The Slayer's armor was opened, revealing Augustine inside.

Augustine was wearing a thermal insulation suit, and his entire face was covered in hot sweat from the high temperature. There was a trace of tiredness in the sharp eyes, and it was also a great burden for him to operate the slaughterer's armor at the limit.

He undid the restraints on his body and stepped out of the Slaughter's armor.

Take off your heat shield.

At this time, a muscular rat monster shot out from the side. It was bubbling with strong white gas, and a ferocious wound was being repaired on its body. This was a rat monster that was seriously injured by Augustine and recovered under the super self-healing power. Mobility.

The broken claws inserted from behind, Augustine immediately turned around alertly, and the knight's sword was on the top.

There was a roar of thunder, and an orange bullet hit the rat monster's forehead first, and it burst open. A blood hole the size of a bowl was opened in the rat monster's forehead, and the brain was sprayed on Augustine.

"you are welcome."

Donald and another middle-aged knight passed by him and left these words.

Augustine's face became even more ugly, and he took off his thermal insulation suit faster.

He pressed a switch on the high-temperature greatsword, and the tip of the high-temperature greatsword ejected a slender knight's sword, more like a spiked sword.

Turning around, he took out a large pistol from the weapon box of the slayer's armor, put it on his waist, closed the slayer's armor, and rushed to the hole.

There are underground passages extending in all directions in the cave, which was originally the sewers of the factory area, and became wider and larger under the excavation of the rats.

Augustine was looking at the surrounding passages, and there was magical energy flowing in each passage.

When he was hesitating about which way to go, a dull gunshot resounded in a passage, and he rushed in immediately. In the foul-smelling sewage lay the corpses of muscle rat monsters and mutant rats, Morosad or Donald and the others all the way. Killed the past.

Running for a few hundred meters, they saw the figure of Donald, the two were slaughtering the mutant mice that attacked them.

"Where did Morosad go?" Augustine said solemnly.

"We came after the rat corpse and didn't find Morosad," Donald replied.

Augustine swept past the two of them expressionlessly, and waved the knight's sword that released a strong light. In the dark hole, like a thunderbolt, it cut off the mutant mice that were blocked, and directly broke through a **** path.

He chased the rat corpse on the ground, chasing in the direction of Morosad.

Donald and another middle-aged Cavalier were under much less pressure, hanging tightly behind Augustine.

Not knowing how many mutant mice were killed, they came to a fork, and from this fork, the sewer became more complicated with more passages.

They have already arrived at the bottom of Xiacheng District. The sewer system here is disordered and complicated. No one has cleaned it all the year round, and the stench is even more hopeless.

The sour taste was like a thunderbolt passing through the nerves, which stimulated Augustine's stomach to churn. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to block his sense of taste.

Not only do knights have abilities beyond the reach of ordinary people, especially high-ranking knights can even control their five senses.

The foul and sour taste was filtered out and could not be fed back to the spirit, and the impact was quickly reduced to a minimum.

In a channel of the sewer, a group of mutant mice were eating, and the food was the dead mutant mice.

Augustine and the others set foot here, and immediately ushered in the attention of the mutant mouse group. A pair of scarlet eyes looked over, and the violent aura attacked like a violent storm~lightnovelpub.net~ The wildness of the mouse group is like a The black tide is general, making the scalp tingling.

Augustine's face was expressionless, his body's magical energy erupted, his blood was boiling, and the light on the knight's sword in his hand kept flashing, and every flash was brighter.

He raised his knight's sword, his eyes flashed with fierce and icy killing intent, and whispered with ancient etiquette: "In the name of Shera, use the sword in my hand to tear up the dark night, and use the blood and bones of the enemy to forge the altar of dawn. Be angry, be furious, the enemy is not dead, I will not fall."

This is the chant of the Knights of Cyrah.

In mythology, Syrah is the angel of killing, who is the master of killing, and follows the dogma of killing to kill.

The Knights of Cyla are a group of knights who kill without blinking an eye.

Augustine is a faction of the Knights of Cyla, who has always been ruthless and decisive in killing monsters.

When the group of mice came, Augustine moved, and the blazing white light of the knight's sword swept across, slashing out a splendid white line, and the white line stretched out in the group of mice. place.

The blazing white became more splendid with the sprinkling of blood. Large fragments of limbs hit the inner wall of the sewer, and the surging **** smell penetrated into every corner.

He suppressed hundreds of rats by himself, and killed the rats at an astonishing speed, and rushed into the sewer without looking back.

"It's a terrible fighting force." Donald was also impressed by Augustine's amazing fighting.

"This guy's magical energy pollution has not fully recovered, and he was even more terrifying at his peak. All the killing knights from the Syrah knights are freaks." The middle-aged knight said in shock.

"We can't be left behind either, and the benefits cannot be taken away by the Iron Feather Army and the Security Bureau." Donald picked up his two guns, bombarded them, dispersed the rats again, and chased Augustine.