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    "Devils", many people have a conceptual misunderstanding about them, thinking that they are the enemies of all living things, a kind of embodied evil, with unquestionable malice and the ultimate invasion with the ultimate goal of destroying the world and enslaving mankind.  By.  This common misunderstanding is both intuitive and based on the appearance of demonic behavior, and is also the result of the encouragement and spread by rulers and priests.

    But in fact, for those who really penetrate into the unknowable realm, the truth they get is far more absurd and bizarre than what ordinary people can guess.

    The first volume of the Demon Worship Bible is listed in the burning catalog

    The earth suddenly collapsed.

    It seemed that a huge underground space lost its support in an instant, and the gravel and soil on the ground fell apart instantly. Along with the familiar feeling of weightlessness, 17's vision floated upward.

    ¡°Pa, a white and smooth palm slapped on the mask glass.  Cecilia, who was sitting on 17's shoulders, held the hood of the power armor with one hand while chanting some kind of short words.  17 I don¡¯t know how to describe that pronunciation. It is not any language he has mastered, and it doesn¡¯t sound like any language. The ups and downs of the tones and the vague and varied mixed syllables are compressed into one sentence or even one verse, plus a heavy and majestic sound.  The timbre, with interfering echoes, was more like the suppressed roar of some kind of beast than words.  It doesn't look like it came from Cecilia's petite, lolita-like cherry mouth.

    There was no sound of impact, but the falling momentum was not gently stopped, and the upward movement of the visual field in front of me paused.  The weight that was regained in an instant made 17 almost kneel on the ground. After a few seconds, his vision went black, and he realized in the aftermath of the dizzy black vision that it was not that the force of the recoil was too strong, but that he was already too weak because of the surveillance  The acceleration force in the armor did not exceed the safety level, and the gravity field inertial damper of the power armor was not activated.

    "In the end" 17 was looking down with his eyes wide open, when the hand on the mask suddenly tapped hard twice to attract his attention.

    "Idiot, don't look, don't look directly into the abyss, especially in your current state." Cecilia shouted through the helmet, flicking her lace sleeve with her other hand, and uttered the same "language" from her mouth again  .  A feeling of acceleration and overweight came.

    Although I said I shouldn¡¯t look at it, the picture on the lower monitor was right in front of me, and 17 had already inadvertently glanced at nothing.

    Yes, there is no "object", only a milky white background with brilliantly changing fractal haloes, like a constantly deforming asymmetrical kaleidoscope or colorful snowflake crystals.  The only thing that could be understood was that the gravel and mud that had just collapsed were scattered in all directions and fell into this strange scene.

    In an instant, the downward-moving vision has returned to the surface. After regaining slight weightlessness, 17 and Cecilia hovered at a height of three or four meters above the ground.  When 17 was surprised, the picture on the lower monitor was obviously brilliant, but when viewed from the level of the hood glass, there was no halo of light emitted from the ground or even a little bit of air reflection.

    "What on earth?" 17 was about to ask. Cecilia, who squinted her eyes and looked down, flicked her other sleeve and pulled 17 out of the collapsed cave.  The sudden acceleration almost made 17 lose consciousness, but the force feedback coming from the soles of his feet during the dizziness made 17 subconsciously try to stand still. The stance assist of the power armor adjusted to the highest sensitivity responded, and he fell backwards and almost turned over.  The powered armor suddenly took a lunging stance, slid on the ground for a while and then stopped.

    "Yeah!" A moment of imbalance caused Cecilia to sway, and she threw herself on 17's hood. A pair of small bulges on her chest were flattened into the shape of a poached egg on the glass.  17, whose mind was still confused, saw a beautiful scene through the glass, and subconsciously wanted to whistle, but as soon as he pouted his mouth, he was replaced by a cough, and some red spots were splashed on it.

    "Hey, little guy, are you okay?" Cecilia straightened her back and placed one hand on 17's hood.  The usual unchanging politeness, indifference and smile turned into a worried frown in an instant.

    "It's the limit!" Breathing through the mouth, the oxygen in the power armor began to increase in purity urgently, easing the bursts of blackening in front of his eyes. The previous injuries and continuous blood loss that "could go into shock at any time", this tough man was giving Cecilia supplements.  When the devil was gone, he had already run out of fuel. After being dragged back by Cecilia with death resistance and transported into the power armor, he relied on the extreme life-saving measures of the power armor, diluting the injection of stimulants and stopping the blood supply to the secondary organs.  He was barely awake, but the actual situation was that he should have been sent to the intensive care unit for rescue.

    The surrounding sunshine suddenly dimmed, and the weak 17 couldn't help but raise his head with difficulty, and looked with Cecilia at the shadow that enveloped them.

    There was something bulging in the deep pit about half the size of a basketball court on the collapsed ground.  At first glance 17 thought it was liquid, edgeThe bulges wrapped around the edge of the pit were bulging and "overflowing".  But the edge of the bulging mass was wrapped by a layer of something. It was just tumbling and surging without spreading on the ground. Moreover, a huge bulge appeared in the center, making a loud grunting and slippery sound. Only then did 17 realize that he was  looking at a

    biology?  17 I really don¡¯t want to use this word to refer to the thing in front of me that is more than a corpse. A layer of dark green moldy skin wraps several meters of soft and bulging rotten meat or semi-liquid fat together to form a mountain of meat.  , is slowly "squeezing" out of the cave like a pimple, and the skin is covered with sores as densely packed as compound eyes. With its movements, whether it is pulling or scratching the edge of the cave, the sores appear.  Soak up the thick yellow-green-white slurry that dripped down one after another. The festered and torn cracks and wounds revealed the same suppurating muscles or fascia underneath. Maggots and fly eggs swarmed in the sores and wounds.  , the crack on the back even exposed the yellowed and moldy spine. As the upper body was squeezed out, the huge gap in the abdomen and chest even let out the green-haired internal organs, a large circle of fat  The intestines stirred up live maggots and thick slurry and squeezed to the ground.

    On the top of this mountain of rotten flesh, on the head that seemed to be made of silt, the black-haired woman inserted the crowbar into the exposed and withered skull, and the demonic flames burned the top like flowing burning alcohol.  Next, the festering carrion made a popping sound of oil.  Chu stood in the demonic flames and pushed lever 17 to the side. He heard a clear rattling sound as if the wall was cracking, and the facial features of the huge creature's head began to move left and right.  The demon opened its rotten mouth as wide as its entire head, and its swollen and wrinkled mouth was supported by two rows of densely packed fangs. Those teeth did not seem to be fixed on the gums, and each one was like a living creature.  Swinging back and forth, there were piles of insect eggs, fat maggots, slender parasites and some unnamed molluscs arched between the teeth. They rolled and surged between the mouth and teeth of the huge demon, preying on each other.

    Just when 17 people were shocked by the disgusting figure, a large ball of wet and sticky substance was tangled together like threads, and the disgusting object that kept squirming came out of the big mouth of the rotten meat mountain along with a large stream of mucus.  squirted out.  When Cecilia made a gesture with one hand and used a magic barrier to block the corrosive liquid, the mass of things had been thrown away by the wind. There was a whistling sound in the air, and the thing was thrown up into a round shape.  In an arc shape, it was thrown into several circles like planetary trajectories in the air, and a whip was struck at Chu above his head.

    Among the girls I met when I was 17, I was not a warrior.  Chu's fighting style has always been the most extreme and distinctive, and it can be described simply and accurately with one word in Chinese, that is "reckless!" After all, for an undead man who neither loses his soul nor escapes his corpse, there is still  What's to stop her from making lucrative mutual destruction a regular tactic?  Therefore, Chu, who was in a mocking position, was focused on the output and received a solid whip without any dodge.  Cecilia's hastily made iron armor shattered easily due to its brittle texture. The snow-white and smooth waist under the splashing raindrops and iron fragments was torn apart, flattened and bent into a shape.  Chu, who had broken his waist, was rolled up by the slender and sharp whip. He swung his limbs feebly in the air like a doll with a broken skeleton, and then was slapped hard by the whip on the ground, splashing bright red everywhere.

    The long whip swung rapidly and messily in the air, shortening and getting thicker, and finally turned into a waist-thick, covered with sores and mucus. The long and rolling tongue was sucked back into the huge python like a giant python returning to its nest.  in the poisonous mouth.

    There was a huge muffled sound like a fat bulge, and the rotting mountain of flesh was pushed hard on the ground with its weak little arms, which were the same size as two large cloister pillars but still looked short and short in comparison with that body shape.  As he stood, the fat on his abdomen rubbed against the bricks and stones on the edge of the pit, making a loud noise as it squeezed out and splashed out countless disease-causing residues and slurries, slowly turning the huge mountain of flesh around and facing it.  To the two groups of people who were about to kill each other.  Two huge and short arms were lazily supported on the ground. The mountain-like rotten flesh was squirming and tumbling as if it was rising up a little bit. The rotten basin opened its mouth wide and made a loud roar as if it was immersed in water and laughing.  The rotten layers of fat were swaying up and down.

    However, under the influence of the Chaos Mark he possessed, 17 actually understood a sentence from it.

    "Oh shit, it's stuck!"

    "Team, don't panic!" A knight captain shouted, and the phantom beast under him kept standing up and screaming, making it difficult for him to control.

    Faced with the giant demon that suddenly appeared in front of them, and the scene of the "tragic death" of the Gray Knight elder, the Iron Cross Knights were collectively shocked. This has nothing to do with training or elite status, it is purely a terrible unexpected event faced by human beings.  instinctive reaction.  And the phantom beasts under them were also panicked and neighed in the sudden spread of the smell of sulfur. Animals are almost instinctively sensitive to the breath of chaos.Therefore, the Gray Knights are accustomed to and good at foot combat. Fortunately, the Iron Cross Knights ride on these hybrid fantasy creatures cultivated by alchemy and magic technology. An ordinary horse would probably throw off the knight on its back.

    "Ouch!" A demon flea climbed onto the roof of a small building on the street. In the chaotic and dim vision, he saw the flashing spots. They were the light of human souls boiling, the fear, panic, and anger of mortals.  The souls soaked in such intense emotions are as dazzling to these chaotic creatures as a solitary lamp in the dark night.  A heartbreaking hunger from deep within tortured it, causing it to howl miserably and desperately pounce towards the nearest spot of light.

    Nelson, who was sitting on the back of the phantom beast, did not turn his head at all. One of the guards around him drew his sword like lightning, and cut the flying figure into two halves with a sword that struck first.  But as if it was a signal, more rickety or ferocious figures crawled out from corners, rooftops, and even the ground.  Each of these chaotic creatures has a different appearance, but they are all the same twisted and crazy. They are dominated by endless hunger and irrational rage, and they rush towards the knights desperately.

    The guards around Nelson had all drawn their swords. Faced with this unexpected situation, Nelson, as the deputy leader, did not panic. He did not draw his weapons, but handed over the sporadic demonic creatures to his guards.  , he pressed the hilt of the sword with his hand, calmly judged the situation, and issued a new order.

    As the backbone of the Guardian Knights of the Ares Cult, he knows how important this knighthood is.  As the deputy leader, he could not bear the responsibility of causing excessive losses to the Knights.  Therefore, there is no need to take such big risks because of the petty anger of the nobles and the Inquisition.

    Unsheathing his sword, Nelson turned his horse's head to the side and rushed out first. The guards left behind immediately followed him. The holy flag in the hand of a flag officer among the guards turned in a different direction, and a flash of light erupted from the top of the spire.  No blinding flash.  The knights who were in the vanguard just now felt the flash behind them. They turned around and saw that the deputy captain's holy flag had turned to the side and turned into the vanguard. The knights who had been in chaos just now restored order and formed a charging formation in unison.  He accelerated in a small step first, and while charging, he knocked away the obstructions of the scattered demonic beasts while changing direction, drawing an arc in the direction of the deputy leader, and smoothly and tacitly changing from forward to flanker.

    ""17 looked at the Iron Cross Knights who turned around and wanted to curse, but the severe pain in his chest made him give up the idea.  It seems that even the most elite military in the world still has flaws of the times in terms of organization and obedience. Without the Federation's quick soldiers, they have the awareness to achieve their mission.  However, as soon as these grandsons gave in, 17 was left alone to face the fat boss in front of him and the three waves of demons surrounding him.

    Uh, okay, it¡¯s not just one person, there¡¯s also a loli on the shoulder who needs magic replenishment before she can show her power, the two halves of the Gray Knight girl on the ground are reconnecting their waists, and the one that has retreated to the spiritual space and can¡¯t be beaten to death.  The contracted devil is willing to show his face.

    Under the dual effects of the aftereffects of the stimulant wear-off and massive blood loss, 17 slumped in this steel-powered coffin that could respond to his movements. He felt a deep exhaustion from body to soul. He looked numbly at the people in front of him.  The huge, bloated demon with its lower body still stuck raised its hand like a wall, and Cecilia on her shoulder gestured with her fingers while saying something quickly.  17 slowly and softly opened the communication channel on the visual control interface with a look: "Is there anyone here, please help?"

    Then, the surroundings suddenly became unusually bright, getting brighter and brighter, and even the surrounding environment was gradually submerged in this dazzling light.  A row of flashing red lights and a triangular symbol with an exclamation mark lit up on the power armor.

    "Huh?" 17's brain, which was about to crash, couldn't figure out what was going on
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