Volume 2 Hello, Xia Mi Chapter 165: Nibelung Hunt (IV)
A chilly wind blew in from nowhere. Even on a rainy night outside the station, Lu Mingfei had never felt so cold. It was like the feeling of a female ghost in a horror movie taking a fancy to a handsome scholar and then touching his face with her slender hands from behind.
Lu Mingfei became more cautious. A place like this tunnel certainly shouldn't have such fast airflow. Nibelungen is a world of death, and stillness is the eternal concept here. It looks like a subway station from the last century because it was built at that time. The five elements will all die here. If there is wind, it can only be brought by something, such as a high-speed subway.
She looked around, not missing a single place. The direction of the cold wind was changing from left to right, becoming increasingly abnormal. But no matter which direction Lu Mingfei looked in, all she saw was a silent and deep tunnel. Occasionally, an incandescent lamp would flash by, illuminating only the void.
So she simply closed her eyes.
Many fantasy and martial arts stories like to emphasize the intention to kill. It sounds illusory, but it does exist. Human's sixth sense has always been something that has not been confirmed by definitive research. The more familiar we are with it, the better we will be at using it, just like a hunter can roughly determine the direction of the prey's escape without leaving any traces.
When Lu Mingfei was a child, she went to play with a friend. The friend loudly replied that she couldn't go out because she hadn't finished her homework . Lu Mingfei shook her head and said, "You are lying. You are obviously watching TV." The friend was surprised and asked, "How did you know? I turned the volume down to the lowest level. You must not have heard it."
She herself couldn't answer it. The radio frequency bands emitted by the big-headed TV in that room were impossible for the human body to detect, but Lu Mingfei had a vague feeling that the TV was on. Later, when she grew up, everyone replaced the new ultra-thin TVs, and the old big-headed TVs were no longer used. This magical feeling of being able to judge whether the TV was on or not was no longer there.
At that time, she didn't know that this was called the sixth sense. In Cassel's training courses, there were many parts specifically designed to let students exercise this vague sense. The textbooks once said that if a person wants to kill you, he must have malicious intentions, and this emotion is much more fierce than the street aunt quarreling over a dime or two.
Many students thought this theory was nonsense, but later when they experienced internships, joined the executive department, and met many dangerous half-breeds, they had to admit that such a thing really existed in the world, and if you could learn to use it, you would be invincible.
Lu Mingfei suddenly turned around and slashed at the top of his head with both hands holding the sword. There was a faint black air current flowing in the air there, just like the soft lines in ink painting. Greed split them in two abruptly, and then the power collapsed, the words were released, and the evil ghost, whose head had been severely injured once, was almost split open by greed. It seemed to have kept the habit of twisting its neck to spy on people, like a poisonous snake wandering in the jungle. Even if it hid its body and circled to the platform above Lu Mingfei's head, it still tried to attack from the same angle, which was correctly predicted by Lu Mingfei.
The Word Spirit, Dark Illumination, is a Word Spirit that is extremely suitable for assassinations. If used by an experienced killer, he can perfectly conceal his murderous intent and succeed in one go. However, it is still far inferior to this kind of monster. Some characteristics of Lu Mingfei make it very coveted, and it is difficult for it to completely conceal its actions.
Lu Mingfei suddenly exerted force with both hands, and used Greed embedded in his head as a fulcrum. He flipped the thing in the air and threw it into the tunnel. Then he drew his sword and stepped forward, deflecting Greed and using the sword as a weapon for violent striking. After all, the alchemical knife made by Norton would not be broken by a few hits like a stick.
After being beheaded twice, the monster still maintained its twisted vitality. No matter how Lu Mingfei attacked, it would roll around like a human being in pain, but it would never die. This made Lu Mingfei feel that the so-called weakness of monsters in various stories was nonsense. The monster's masked face was split open alive, and Lu Mingfei could see that there was nothing inside. How could this be its weakness?
So she chose to smash all the bones of this thing. Greed was heavier than the previous two knives, so she had to swing it with all her strength. Fortunately, smashing people is easier than chopping them, because you just need to raise the knife high, then relax and let it fall naturally and quickly, and you can smash it with kinetic energy.
The monster's light weight meant that it was not very strong. Greedy would smash several bones and send debris flying everywhere. The monster did not think about resisting, but as long as it tried to get up, Lu Mingfei would kick it with a gloomy face. The mask-like head was kicked out like a football and rolled more than ten meters away. During this time, she did not stop her hands at all, over and over again, like a girl pounding rice cakes during the Spring Festival in the north, she had to pound it into debris before she could rest assured.
If Professor Schneider were here, he would exclaim that she is worthy of being Chu Zihang's girlfriend! The boyfriend is a killer, and the girlfriend likes to finish off the enemy! When Chu Zihang chopped Deathpool, he at least chopped him to death, but Lu Mingfei wanted to grind him into powder. If there was a steamroller next to him, he would probably shout "Eat me, Takizawa Rola " and carry the steamroller to roll over and beat him.
It took Lu Mingfei nearly ten minutes to completely dismember the skeleton of this thing. Not to mention the joints, if she could find a complete bone, she would lose. To be honest, this was probably the only way to kill this thing. When Lu Mingfei had dismantled two-thirds of it, the thing was still able to move. Its knuckles twitched and squirmed like a loach that had been chopped in half, trying to grab Lu Mingfei's ankle, but she crushed it with one foot.
She threw greed aside, sat down and gasped for breath.
Compared to the past, she has improved a lot, but this is not unlimited. Prolonged fighting will expose the weakness that the physical fitness has not fully kept up with the technology. It feels like she is an Ultraman with a light representing energy on her chest. When it ticks, it means she is about to die and she has to withdraw from the battlefield quickly.
After recovering a little, she stood up, kicked away the broken bones, and picked up the torn clothes from the monster. The clothes were obviously not in line with the monster's height of 2.5 meters, but it was undoubtedly a product of human technology. It could be seen that it was originally a suit, not as old as this station, and judging from the craftsmanship, it was at least a recent product. She knew this because she had picked suits for Chu Zihang before.
The clothes were tattered like those worn by beggars, but surprisingly, the pockets inside the lining were still intact. Lu Mingfei found a Dupont lighter and a cigarette inside, which further proved that the owner of the clothes might have been alive not long ago. Cigarettes would either become wrinkled or damp if left for a long time. The cigarettes that the uncle hid in the book recess without the knowledge of the aunt were spoiled in that way.
She shook the dress open thoroughly, turned it over, and suddenly noticed a unique embroidered mark on the back. It was a golden harp with a sea-blue background, forming a shield pattern. It was undoubtedly the national emblem of Ireland, but there was an additional part of wheat ears and a string of letters on the outer circle: Arnotts.
Her mind buzzed, and she suddenly remembered that she had seen a guy using the Dark Light not long ago. In the mixed-blood team that came to find Esther, there was a thin man who used the Dark Light. He even grabbed her at one point. His expression and movements at that time were just like a monster looking at people from a 45-degree angle.
Damn, this can't be Esther's men! Lu Mingfei almost cursed in her heart in fear. A good girl can't talk about alpacas every day, but when it's really unexpected, she secretly curses a few times in her heart. This unexpected and refreshing feeling can calm her down a little bit, so she can keep telling herself that a good lady can't curse.
What kind of power can twist humans into such ghostly creatures? Lu Mingfei subconsciously looked at the pile of bones that she had torn into pieces. Esther had a golden subway card and knew the correct way to enter Nibelungen, so it was not surprising that she entered here before Lu Mingfei. If Chu Zihang was also here and encountered the same situation as Esther's men, would the next monster rushing over to kill Lu Mingfei be Chu Zihang?
She shuddered, not daring to think about it anymore, nor could she think about it anymore. Who is Senior Brother? Cassel's Beyond Grade A, who can use Jun Yan's humanoid self-propelled bomb, he always completes the missions in the Execution Department alone! She, Lu Mingfei, can easily take down one, how could Chu Zihang lose to such a little kid?
But what if...what if? She couldn't help but imagine the worst scenario. She simply raised her hand and gave herself a loud slap. Only this burning pain could make her mind clear and stop thinking nonsense. The most important thing now was to find her senior brother as soon as possible. There might be many mixed-bloods here, and some unknown phenomenon had occurred.
A few hours ago.
Garrincha looked at the cards in his hand with a gloomy face. Two 5s and a 6 on the table. It was a very awkward combination. The total was only 16. In a game like blackjack, 16 was a number that was neither high nor low and was usually difficult to win. But if he asked for another card, the probability of busting was much greater than the probability of surviving. Any number above 5 would result in failure.
Opposite him, the blonde girl in military uniform was smug. Gang members all loved gambling, and Garrincha was no exception. Everyone at the gambling table was very good at restraining their expressions. Even if they had a trump card, they might pretend to be subtly gloomy to trick the other party into raising the bet.
But Esther didn't understand all this. To her, gambling was just a game that she would occasionally play while having afternoon tea with friends in her own manor. Girls of their status didn't like gambling and were more keen on drawing turtles on each other's faces. So she always showed her joy on her face. When she got a good combination, she would smile wickedly, and when she got a bad combination, she would think about whether to gamble again.
This would not be so bad, because if she got bad cards her expression would definitely be easier to judge, but the goddess of luck seemed to be on Esther's side today. She had a good hand from beginning to end, with 18 or 19 points at any time, and even got a blackjack once to beat the dealer. This made Garrincha very angry. He rarely suffered such a big defeat and was unable to fight back.
"Are you going to add it or not? Hurry up!" A pinched voice of urging sounded beside Garrincha. He was the dealer of this gambling game, wearing a dark brown linen cloth, with nine slender and curved cervical vertebrae, each controlling nine heads. His body was as slender as a skeleton, and his limbs were covered with sharp bone claws. He was stretching his head towards Garrincha. Garrincha raised his hand to hide his cards so that it would not be seen by it.
If Caesar was sitting here, he would know the name of this strange bird. It is the queen of sickle-weasels. In the ancient Chinese strange records, this thing was called the ghost car bird. In terms of shape and structure, the monster killed by Lu Mingfei is very similar to this thing. Their flesh itself is a skeleton, and their body is light but powerful.
Garrincha couldn't fight back because of this sickle-tailed weasel. When they first met, it asked for a bet. Garrincha picked up a rocket launcher and blasted it into pieces without saying a word. The monster made of bones was not even enough for modern technology to fill the gaps. But the second sickle-tailed queen stood up from the fragments. She spoke in a different voice than the previous sickle-tailed weasel, but expressed it in the same way, jumping around and saying that only by betting with it could you find the way. Garrincha hit it with another armor-piercing bullet, so the third one appeared above their heads... Hehehe, she laughed strangely, patted her head and said, "I'm so high, I can't help it." Her tone was like a famous vampire.
Garrincha had no choice but to admit defeat and sit down to play cards with this bastard. Not long after they sat down, Esther's team also arrived here. When the two sides met, they drew their guns and a group of people were on the verge of a fight. The sickle-weasel queen jumped out and stood in the middle and said, "Don't fight, don't fight, let's play cards! Whoever wins can continue to walk. Those who can't win have no reason to live. Anyway, they will stay here to play cards with me!"
The two sides didn't care about the sickle-tail queen's nonsense. Esther's family also had business in South America, and it was not the first time they met Garrincha. The third sickle-tail queen was also successfully shot in the head. The South American gangs and Irish soldiers fought on the scene, and there were bullet holes everywhere. The firepower output of both sides was comparable. During this period, the dead people would be eaten by the sickle-tail group led by the new sickle-tail queen. When they had eaten all the flesh, the corpse would stand up with the support of some strange power and become a part of the sickle-tail group. The bones and shape were all changed to the sickle-tail group, but after all, because they were human bones, they would not continue to twist after reaching a certain limit.
The sickle-weasel queen didn't care at all about how these humans would fight. After filling her stomach, she just watched coldly. It didn't until both sides were exhausted that she slowly walked to the center of the battlefield and said, "Fighting is so tiring. Why not play cards with me? I will let whoever wins get in the car, otherwise no one will be able to escape."
It was not until then that the leaders of both sides noticed that there was no exit on this platform. The place where the subway tunnel was originally located was blocked by a subway train. As long as it did not move forward, no one could pass through there.
Garrincha used his eyes to signal a little brother beside him to move over. The guy had no problem moving all the way and quietly moved to the side of the subway to check the situation. Before he could reach out his hand, thousands of sickle-tailed weasels flew out of the subway car. These little creatures were as fast as blurry ghosts passing through the air. In just a blink of an eye, only the skeleton of the little brother was left. The sickle-tailed weasels circled the platform twice in a swaggering manner, and disappeared through several holes in the ceiling, but everyone knew that they would still be there watching. Unless humans sat down and abided by the Queen's rules, there would be no solution to this struggle.
