MTL - Way of the Devil-Chapter 1117 Whisper

The white sharp blade straight into the road wins the eyebrows.

But the place of piercing seems to be just a phantom.

The Ming Knife has penetrated into the middle of Lu Sheng’s head, but a slight translucency and blurring sensation keeps him flashing, as if there is no physical shadow.

No blood flowed out, no wounds, just like putting the knife in and putting it in that position.

Jerika’s heart jumped and hurried back.

But it is too late.

Lu Sheng grabbed the front and grabbed her right arm.

Chong on the knee.

puff!

Jerika’s entire nose in the middle of his face collapsed instantly.

She is full of blood and wants to retreat, but her hair is caught by the road, and she can't move at all.

"See you? This is power!"

Lu Sheng once again hit a knee, and the huge force rushed to Jerika's chin with his weight.

Slamming. Her large chin on her chin was bruised, revealing a translucent metal implant inside.

Hey!

Suddenly a large powerful bullet rotates, and the high-speed shot hits the road to win the temple.

Lu Sheng stepped back and avoided the bullet, a forward.

Hey! !

Like a broken doll, Jerica flew out and fell to the ground and looked at it.

"The whole head is in a paste, and I can live with my surname." Lu Sheng was too lazy to pay attention to it. He checked the rest of the people around the ground, and there was nothing in the body.

Except for a small book that is personally carried, there is nothing worthwhile.

Even the dry food did not find any traces.

Then he went over and checked the woman, who was cleaner and didn't even have a small book.

Lu Sheng looked up and looked at the Isis sect bus in front of him, decisively went up and began to rummage.

The bus was converted from a regular bus. The previous rows of seats were all banned. Instead, a spacious two-seat sofa was hung with a religious painting on the sides of the window containing the teachings of the gods.

The floor is covered with luxurious grey blankets, and the open TV screen at the front of the car is constantly flashing.

Lu Sheng walked over and played with it, and quickly figured out the basic operating rules.

Take out the earplugs into the ear canal, and the road wins the volume.

"This is within the interference range, the signal is not very good, so I adjusted the transmit power."

"What about the people in the church?" Old Barker hesitated over there, and asked carefully.

"Gone."

"Gone?!"

"Yeah, it's all gone." Lu Sheng played with the button device on the car and replied. "I originally wanted to communicate face to face with them. Unfortunately, they didn't give me the chance to rush up when I met. It was too warm, I can't accept it."

When he heard it, he knew that this was a counter-talk. It means that Isis’s people will start to meet, and he can’t stop himself if he is dead.

"You're fine," he squeezed for a long time, still squeezed out the sentence.

"The church's car is very functional, they are very warm to give me. I can be a little modified, you can become a simple mobile base." Lu Sheng introduced.

“Solar energy, wind energy, and built-in rechargeable batteries are extremely large, and they can provide two consecutive days of running energy.”

“There are also built-in oxygen generators, air filters, automatic condensate collection devices, and this stuff.”

Lu Sheng looked at a list of instruments on the screen, got up and walked to the back of the car, and took a hemispherical glass cover.

"The food collector, what materials are there, can you synthesize food? This is not scientific!?"

He turned around around this stuff, and he didn't find out where to stuff it.

"I know that!" Old Buck was speechless in his headphones. "That is one of the black technologies that the church uses one of the cores of those monsters. You can synthesize you through special collection methods without any materials." Any food you want."

"It's really black technology." Lu Sheng looked at this stuff.

Inside the hemispherical glass cover, a group of purple electric **** are constantly rotating and floating, and a purple light is heard from time to time.

The ice cream synthesis buttons for various flavors are marked below.

In addition, there are other such high-grade instruments that convert energy into matter in the car.

This is the technology that Lu Sheng has not seen in any other world.

He tested the hardness of getting off the car, picked up the gun and hit a few shots at the door. There were only a few shallow white marks on the door.

Lu Sheng is quite satisfied with the car, but the car can't be driven away at random. It is necessary to check whether there is a positioning device inside.

He got out of the car, left the specific coordinates of the car to Old Buck, and he continued to open the road on his motorcycle.

Leaving Xiaocun Town, there is a dense sugar cane forest in front, and many wild yellow monkeys are coming and going inside.

Far from seeing Lu Sheng riding a motorcycle approaching, the monkeys screamed and fled.

"These dead monkeys." Lu Sheng does not like monkeys. This kind of creature is small and small, and it is hard to be bullied. It has no bones and sees the wind.

The motorcycle passed all the way through the road on the edge of the sugar cane forest, and suddenly a thin shadow appeared in front of his eyes.

On the open space in the woods, a skinny old monkey with long white beards, wooden sticks in his hands, standing on his legs and watching him quietly.

The old monkey's line of sight continued to move with the motorcycle, and his eyes were calm and gentle.

That feeling is not like a monkey, but more like a person.

Hey!

Lu Sheng braked hard, stopped the motorcycle, and looked at the old monkey for a moment. He turned over and drove into the sugar cane forest.

Stepping on the woodland covered with thick leaves, Lu Sheng quickly walked to the front of the old monkey and stopped at a position less than three meters away from him.

The old monkey only reaches the adult's thigh height, and the wooden stick in his hand is more like a wooden stick. It is more like a crutches.

It quietly stares at Lu Sheng, his eyes are deep and wise.

"What do you want to say to me?" Lu Sheng asked.

The old monkey shook his head and raised his hand, pointing to the left side of Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng looked in the direction he pointed, deeper in the sugar cane forest, lying on the ground with a large bluestone of up to two meters.

The surface of the bluestone has a line of scratches that look very natural. When you look closely, the scratches look like lines of text.

Lu Sheng frowned and recognized.

"Hope, shatter, the last grace."

The scratches are listed intermittently and are several independent words. It seems to be a completely irrelevant word.

"What do you mean?" Lu Sheng looked back at the old monkey, only to find that the old monkey did not know when it disappeared.

Being able to suddenly disappear under his nose, this level of ability means that it is definitely not universal.

Lu Sheng’s heart was so heavy that he scanned the surroundings. Nothing found.

Returning quickly to the motorcycle, he turned over the car and was about to ignite.

Suddenly I felt that the surroundings seemed too quiet.

He looked up and saw the monkeys that had just been screaming, and hundreds of monkeys in succession. At this time, all of them were either squatting or hanging on the trees on both sides of the road. Hundreds of eyes watched him calmly and without emotion.

It's hard to imagine that hundreds of monkeys can make a sound, and all their sights are concentrated on themselves.

Lu Sheng was silent, and he realized that this might be a sign.

Hey!

When the motorcycle started, he stepped on the gas pedal and accelerated to rush out. In less than a few seconds, he left the monkey group behind him.

Leaving the sugar cane forest, the subtle current noise was transmitted again in the earphones.

"Hey, feed!" Old Buck is constantly asking questions.

"Yes." Lu Sheng returned to the sentence.

"I suddenly broke the signal." Old Buck wondered. "I don't know why. But it doesn't matter, I have successfully repaired it now. What have you encountered?"

"A group of monkeys, a sugar cane forest, that's it." Lu Sheng said much more lazy.

"There is really nothing to say." Old Buck did not care. "I am here to change people's surveillance. If there is any situation, I will contact you at any time, remember to charge the earplugs."

"Well." Lu Sheng should have a sentence. “Right, how are the other routes? What is the feedback?”

"Isra is the fastest, but not as fast as you. Even half of you have not arrived."

"Okay. Go to rest." Lu Sheng took off the earplugs and stuffed them into the built-in charging box on the car.

The car rushed all the way through the vast plain grassland.

After driving for a whole day, Lu Sheng finally arrived at the second Hualin Haunted House, which showed dangerous obstacles.

Hualin was originally a small town with many red maple forests around it.

When Lu Sheng arrived, it was already in the afternoon, and the red maple leaves in the mountains and plains swayed with the wind like a flame.

嘶嘶

After the earphones are charged, they are re-inserted into the ear and a subtle current noise is transmitted.

"There is a small situation here." Old Buck's voice came in time.

“What?” Lu Sheng stopped the motorcycle and looked inside at the entrance to the town’s stone monument.

There is a wreck in the entire town and there is no intact building. It seems that after a huge storm or earthquake, all the houses in the town have only a few residual walls.

"Isra has entered a closed cave and the signal has broken. Now there is no connection for more than twenty minutes." Old Buck was somewhat worried.

"I haven't contacted for more than twenty minutes?" Lu Sheng stepped forward. "I have any accidents to inform me in time."

"understand."

Inside the dark cave.

Isla has a longbow, a short knife, and an arm lamp on his arm, which illuminates the fan area of ​​the front ten meters.

"You still wonder?"

Isla was shocked and turned sharply.

"Who!?" He whispered.

The position of the arm light is empty, only the rugged mountain road surface.

"Who is there!? Get out!" Isla screamed.

"The son of chaos hopes that the child will turn around you from the moment you are born."

Isla slashed to the left with a knife.

clang!

But the blade only cuts a deep knife mark on the hard wall.

"Holding the ghosts!" Islathoki closed the lights, eyes closed slightly, relying on the wind to perceive the surroundings.

"Where is your footsteps, there will be disasters."

The new voice came again, it seemed to be a female voice, and it seemed that many people were talking together, more like a whisper in some darkness.

"Impossible!" Isla slammed the bow and took the arrow.

Hey!

The bowstring is tight and the arrow moves constantly to aim around.

"How did your parents die? Your brother, sister? Your righteous father, the godfather's family."

"And your wife, your daughter"

Hey! !

"Go to hell! Deaf!!" Isla's deep-seated scars were revealed, and the eyes were faintly red, and the faint red light shone with his eyes. Even with breathing is a little quick.

The arrow flashed into the darkness, but it was silent, as if it had been completely swallowed up by the darkness. .