Chapter 112 Duel with the God of War Chalmers
“Be careful!”
As soon as Su Mo finished speaking, the stocky middle-aged man suddenly felt a warning sign in his heart, his scalp became numb instantly, and he shouted in surprise .
Shua~
The pale golden figure disappeared from sight again.
boom! ! !
The bright yellow martial arts flames erupted, as if condensed into a solid burning armor around the body. Even an anti-material sniper rifle could not penetrate the defense of this flame body.
However, a fist shining with golden light, seemingly slow but actually fast, like a sharp knife as sharp as flesh, penetrated the protective aura with a devastating force, and hit the middle-aged man's right shoulder heavily.
Kakkaka~
With a series of sounds of broken bones, the middle-aged man flew forward for more than ten meters, like a sandbag, and hit the metal wall with a bang. When he landed, , blood spurted out from his mouth, his arms drooped, and even the exposed white bones of the cold forest could be seen.
"The first one!"
The faint voice resounded throughout the dungeon, but to other people's ears, it was like a thunderous explosion, with heart-pounding tremors.
Too fast!
It’s really fast!
How should they deal with this opponent whose speed is almost ghostly?
"The second one!"
The cold voice sounded again. Before he could finish his words, another War King martial artist was seen trembling violently and flying upside down for more than ten meters. Blood spurted from his mouth and his face was as pale as paper.
"The third one!"
"The fourth one!"
The indifferent voice is just like the call of death. Whenever it sounds, it will inevitably be accompanied by a The figure flew out and could not be seriously injured.
"The fifth one!"
Bang~
When the last martial artist fell heavily to the ground, several prison guards present finally saw Su Mo.
The golden force was slightly restrained, revealing that delicate and youthful face, with a tall and tall figure, a calm demeanor, and even the breathing rate did not change at all, as if the battle just now had no effect on him. Say, it’s not even a warm-up.
“Hmm~”
The middle-aged man clenched his teeth and held his broken arm. Big beads of sweat dripped down like rain. He was soaked to the skin. There was a puddle of water on the ground. He endured the pain and said with difficulty:
"Su Mo, do you know that escaping from prison without permission is a serious crime! Even if you escape, you will inevitably face the endless pursuit of wildfire."
Su Mo looked at him and smiled coldly:
"Then I would like to ask, is it considered a felony for you prison guards to release sleeping gas in my room and attempt to assassinate me?"
The middle-aged man was speechless and gritted his teeth and said:< br>
"Smith's mistakes will be handed over to the Enforcement Department, but this cannot be a reason for you to escape from prison."
"Okay, okay, I'm too lazy to listen to your nonsense."
Su Mo He waved his hand and said, "I won't kill you. I just feel that you are fulfilling your duties. But if you keep talking nonsense, I will wonder if you are also sent by Chalmers."
"Let's go, you War King martial arts masters are rough-skinned and thick-flesh, and you can't survive this injury."
After saying that, Su Mo walked straight towards the stairs leading to the second underground floor.
"Pfft~"
Watching Su Mo's figure disappear before his eyes, the middle-aged man couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood again, his eyes filled with complex emotions such as regret, fear, and loss.
…………
Going up the winding stairs, Su Mo soon reached the second underground floor.
Looking around, one cell door with a glass window is neatly arranged in two rows, with a few centimeters of gap below the door to ensure a certain amount of air circulation.
At this time, someone had already heard the noise below, and excitedly came to the glass window, staring directly at Su Mo.
"Wow, what a cute boy, come here and let uncle love you!"
A sinister-looking prisoner with a pale face looked at Su Mo greedily and licked his tongue Licking the corner of his mouth, as if looking at a favorite prey, the sharp and cold voice reached Su Mo's ears through the crack in the door.
Su Mo turned around and saw that this man's appearance reminded him of the perverted man in the American TV series "Prison Break", and he felt sick.
“Haha, he’s looking at me, come on, come here!!!”
The perverted man's face was flushed, and he waved to Su Mo crazily, with a crazy smile on his lips.
“Oh, you are seeking death!”
Su Mo shook his head and walked step by step towards the perverted man’s cell door.
“Woo!”
“Wow!”
Bang bang bang!
Many prisoners came to the window and watched helplessly as Su Mo walked towards the notorious "soul seducer" Tibaig, as if he was watching a good show, while frantically knocking on the cell door and making loud noises.
The entire second underground floor immediately became crazy and chaotic like a shark that had tasted blood.
“Yes, yes, that’s it!!!”
The perverted man danced excitedly. When Su Mo was about to approach the cell door, a green light suddenly flashed in his pupils, and a streak of green light suddenly appeared in his pupils. Weird spiritual energy shot through the door and into Su Mo's mind.
However, the next second, the smile on his face instantly solidified.
Pop! ! !
The solid tempered glass was shattered by the golden fist. The big hand grabbed the perverted man's neck and pressed him directly onto the broken glass.
Ahhhh!
The perverted man screamed, his neck dripping with blood. The madness and gloominess in his eyes were no longer there, replaced by deep fear.
"When I was watching TV series, I was so disgusted by people like you that I almost had the shadow of my childhood."
Su Mo held down the perverted man's head tightly, letting the hard glass fragments continue to Pricking it into the neck, his tone was full of disgust.
"Yes...I'm sorry..."
The perverted man raised his head with difficulty, looked at Su Mo with pleading eyes, and begged for mercy intermittently.
“I’m sorry, but there can’t be any perverted men in my prison escape.”
Su Mo shook his head, and with a click, he rotated the perverted man's head 180 degrees.
In an instant, the originally noisy prison fell silent.
The prisoners stared blankly at the shattered glass on the ground and Tibaig, whose head was upside down and obviously dead. They felt chills running down their spines and numbness in their scalps. They quickly stopped. Knocking on the door, he took two steps back, for fear of attracting the attention of the murderous god.
“Tsk, tsk, it would be great if Jiajia were here.”
Su Mo let go of his hand with a little pity. He was thinking, if Han Jia were here, what would happen to the death row prisoners here? Kill them all, and the force will definitely increase several times. This is a blessed place~
Su Mo glanced at it, his eyes shining brightly, as if behind the prison door were ripe leeks waiting to be harvested.
“I’ll harvest you later.”
Su Mo touched his chin and walked towards the stairs leading to the underground floor.
Seeing that the killing god was about to leave, the extraordinary criminals on the second underground floor couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. However, just as their bodies relaxed, an old and deep voice made them raise their hearts again.
"Su Mo, it seems that I still underestimate you!"
Pa bang bang~
At the end of the stairs, a thin and fuzzy black figure suddenly appeared, walking downstairs slowly, with a steady pace. Powerfully, gradually, under the illumination of the lights, his face appeared in front of everyone.
It was an old man with a bald head, his eyes were cloudy, his face was covered with age spots, and his arms were withered. Just looking at his appearance gave people the feeling that he was about to step into the arms of death. However, His body is unusually tall and straight, without any rickets, like a straight spear. He exudes a majestic and murderous aura, as if he is a war veteran who has returned from hundreds of battles.
Su Mo looked at the old man who suddenly appeared, frowned slightly, and asked:
"Are you Chalmers?"
Pa~
Chamos stopped and stood 20 meters away from Su Mo, a flash of anger flashed in his cloudy eyes, He seemed quite dissatisfied with Su Mo calling him by his first name, and snorted:
"I am none other than Chalmers."
He is Wildfire's last god of war, Chalmers, Are you already that old?
Even though he was twenty meters away, Su Mo could smell the old and decaying aura of Chalmers.
Secretly vigilant, with the force of force condensing in the palm of his hand, Su Mo looked directly at Chalmers and asked in a deep voice:
"Why do you want to kill me?"
He I really don’t understand. I have no enmity with Chalmers and have never even met. Why would this old man deliberately harm him?
Could it be that he felt that he was growing too fast and might threaten his status, so he struck first and nipped the threat in the cradle?
As a serious lover of film reading, phew, thousands of online articles, this was the first thought that came to his mind.
On the other side, after learning Chalmers’ real name, the Eye of Insight also automatically revealed information.
[Character] Chalmers (Martial Arts Master)
[Rating] C- (C+)
Hey, what is going on.
Su Mo raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he saw that there were two levels in the character rating.
One C-, one C+, does it mean that Chalmers’ force value will fluctuate greatly?
In short, after seeing this rating, Su Mo felt a little calmer.
If Chalmers is a real C+ level martial artist, that is, the peak of the God of War, then he can only be tortured until he has no ability to fight back. It would be good if he can save his life. After all, he is proud of it. His physique is nothing compared to the peak of the God of War, and his total force power is completely incomparable.
However, Chalmers’ lower limit is only C-, so there is still room for this battle.
It was even said that, looking at Chalmers' unusually thin and old figure, Su Mo secretly wondered whether the old man might have suffered a heart attack from slapping, or might have suffered from osteoporosis and suddenly broken his arms and legs.
The old man’s family, it’s not impossible~
“I want to kill you, do you need a reason?” Chalmers said lightly, his tone full of domineering strength, for a general There is no need for him to explain so much to a dead person.
But in his heart, he still paid a little attention to it.
Originally, according to his plan, Su Mo should have died silently in Smith's hands by this time, but who would have thought that this kid could actually stand here safe and sound.
This shows that even the eight prison guards at the bottom of the dungeon couldn't stop him.
"He is indeed a very powerful boy."
Looking at that excessively young face, Chalmers suddenly felt an inexplicable fire of jealousy in his heart, and he felt a desire to exchange souls. , the urge to control that young body by oneself.
"Chamos God of War, even if you die, let me die clearly." Su Mo pursed his lips, with a hint of helplessness and despair in his tone, as if he had accepted his fate.
However, Chalmers still did not give Su Mo any explanation, and just said lightly:
"Dead people don't need to know so much!"
Hearing this, Su Mo shook his head helplessly. Come on, it seems that this old man is not demented yet and is not easy to deceive.
In this case...
Shuashuashua~
A series of BUFFs start, [Hymn of Courage], [Divine Light Feather], and [Holy Light Guard] to bless themselves , a powerful force emerged from the body, golden feathers of light emerged from the heels of the feet, as if they had a pair of small wings, and a golden, almost solid light shield covered the whole body. The strongest fighting state was activated!
The holy and blazing force wave dispersed, and all the prisoners on the second underground floor felt their hearts sink at the same time, as if they were pressed against a huge stone. The golden figure outside the window was so dazzling, giving people a sense of awe-inspiring and inviolable kingship. Qi.
Crash~
Chamos's loose robe was blown loudly. He looked at Su Mo solemnly and frowned slightly.
This momentum has exceeded the limit of the War King and Destruction level.
Could it be said that this kid has broken through to the supreme level?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Chamos never believed that Su Mo, who was born in the special training class, could break through from a newly awakened rookie to the top supreme level in the continent in just one and a half years.
He must have used some special method.
Chalmers' eyes turned cold, his broad sleeves stirred, and a long black iron sword fell into his palm. In an instant, the killing and bloody aura exploded, condensing into a stream of almost substantial blood-red evil energy, making the people on the side feel cold. The iron prison door kept making a clanging sound.
“What a terrifying momentum!”
Su Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. The evil aura on Chalmers' body had turned blood red. It was obvious that there were more than tens of thousands of dead souls under his command.
How many people has this old man killed?
"Boy, suffer death!"
After entering the fighting state, the old and rotten air on Chalmers' body was swept away, his cloudy eyes became brighter, and he shouted angrily The sound was like an old lion king whose power remained undiminished, making people unable to help but bow their heads in worship.
唰~~
A streak of blood-red sword energy came out of his body and struck Su Mo straight in the face. In an instant, Su Mo smelled a strong smell of blood. The chilling air lingered around him, as if he was on an ancient bloody battlefield.
“Well done!”
A golden light lit up in his eyes. Su Mo took half a step back and charged up his right fist. It was like a fully drawn bow, and the golden force in his body was swallowed up. It surged toward the fist like a siphon, and the golden light shined brightly, like a blazing sun emerging from the ground. It was so dazzling that all the prisoners could not open their eyes.
"Holy Blow!!!"
With a loud shout, the Fist of the Fierce Sun struck hard on the bloody sword energy.
Bang! ! !
Underground, a thunder exploded, and the savage power directly blasted away the bloody sword energy.
Dozens of fine blood-colored sword energy shot out in all directions, like a storm coming, shooting out small holes on the ground, stairs and the cold iron prison door. Many unlucky people standing behind the door were even more... It pierced directly through the body, wailing in pain.
After the storm, the golden light was restrained. Su Mo retracted his fist, his body stood tall and proud, his eyes glowed brightly, he laughed and said:
"Chamos, with this little strength, It can’t hurt me!”
The uninhibited voice sounded like a slap in the face to Chalmers, causing his face to darken instantly.
(End of this chapter)