Chapter 657 Abyss Bomb (Thanks to Yangersun for Being the Leader Again)

He opened his mouth subconsciously, wanting to spit it out.

However, he raised his hand to cover his mouth and gritted his teeth to suppress the nausea that surged in his chest.

That's the body's instinctive rejection.

But exclusion won't work.

The sweat continued to pass by, making Miss Huazhi's face gradually become wet.

As her vitality plummeted again, Huai Shi felt that the alcohol content in her blood vessels began to skyrocket - it was incomprehensible and unbelievable. Even this time there is no transitional stage at the beginning.

Without warning, he entered a deep state of drunkenness!

It was only then that Huaishi discovered that the alcohol originally brought by the Bloody Mary was not metabolized as he thought. Even after the alcoholic infusion of Long Island Iced Tea, it resurfaces.

He passed directly through the initial stage of drunkenness and fell into an uncontrollable drunken state.

Still underestimate the skill of the bartender...

Eliza’s alcohol cannot be metabolized!

On the contrary, it is like a stack of poison, which will increase without limit with each round of drinking, until the final and rapidly declining upper limit of tolerance can no longer resist the erosion of alcohol, and then everything will be over.

"I've watched all of your previous matches. Your resistance is indeed very high, but it's not something that can be ignored just because you can resist."

Eliza looked down at Motoko Ogami's embarrassed look and raised her eyebrows happily: "After all, how to get guests drunk quickly is a bartender's secret skill."

Huai Shi did not respond.

I tried my best to resist the erosion of alcohol and the urge to sleep and faint. I had no time to speak.

Eliza shook her head, sighed, and took out the iron box from her pocket. After opening it, she rummaged through the tobacco and cigarette paper. After skillfully rolling out one, she stuck out her tongue and licked the corner of the cigarette paper. seal.

"Want to smoke?"

She asked casually, but Huaishi didn't respond.

She shook her head and sighed, tilted her head and lit it herself. After taking two puffs, she took off the cigarette and stuffed it into the corner of Motoko Waizhi's mouth.

The fragrant tobacco smell mixed with unknown powder gradually awakened Huaishi's groggy consciousness.

Only temporarily.

"Surrender?" Eliza asked: "You look like this, let alone persist until the next round, you can't even continue bartending, right?"

In the brief period of wakefulness and trance, Huai Shi propped up his body and looked at his opponent who was glowing with a ghost in front of him.

Smile slightly.

"It's not time to admit defeat yet...Besides, who said I can't solve it?"

"I don't hate girls who are tough-talking."

Eliza smiled, and before she finished speaking, she saw in Huaishi's hand... a Yingzhou-style dagger as short as a rib slowly emerged, with scarlet blood in the overlapping feather pattern, so fierce Violent.

In front of everyone, Huai Shi raised his knife, turned the handle, and pointed it at his neck.

The location of the aorta, stab down!

Eliza's expression suddenly changed and she stretched out her hand to stop her.

Too much and too abrupt!

She didn't understand why this opponent wanted to commit suicide when he couldn't win, but she instinctively didn't want blood to appear in front of her workbench, and she didn't want the opponent who made her so happy to die for this reason.

But it's too late.

The blade sank into Huai Shi's neck.

Pierce in from the left side and exit from the right side.

There was no scene of blood splattering as expected.

It's like it's just a scare toy.

But now, Huaishi raised her hand without any problem, her eyes gradually became clear, and she was regaining consciousness.

Gradually it became normal.

It is true that alcohol in the blood cannot be metabolized, so why not just... let go of the blood and alcohol together!

In this way, countless blood with the sweet aroma of alcohol flowed into the cage of dreams along with the resentment, and was eaten by the crows bit by bit.

This portion was too exaggerated, and the alcohol content, enough for hundreds of people to be drunk to death, quickly drained from Huai Shi's body. Then it flowed to the innocent crows...

Next, Shaosiming's hematopoietic function starts.

The huge vitality originating from the mountain ghost surged and quickly turned into blood. Huaishi took a deep breath and took off the cigarette from the corner of his mouth, flicking the ashes.

"Thank you for the cigarette."

Elisa's expression showed no emotion or anger: "Going to the bathroom to induce vomiting secretly after getting drunk in a drinking competition... This is cheating, Miss Waizhi."

"No, this is just me preparing ingredients for the last drink today." Huai Shi smiled slyly, "Besides, there is no rule that says you are not allowed to bleed yourself during the competition, right?"

Yes, this is the ingredients for today’s last cocktail.

Anyway, that's what he said. As for whether to make the last cup or not...can't I change the recipe temporarily?

He casually pulled out the resentment washed away by the wine, and the blood retracted.

Huai Shi picked up the empty porcelain bottle again with her other hand, filled it with sake again, and inserted it directly into the ice bucket. Then, the forging furnace restarts!

What burst out this time was no longer high heat. On the contrary, countless chills were rapidly shrinking inwards.

The ice cubes in the ice bucket melt at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Because the heat is transferring from inside the porcelain bottle to the outside.

It is still the water refining in alchemy, and the fluid transformation method in the caster's skill, injecting all the essence of disaster from hell into it.

Soon, the bitingly cold gray sake was poured into Eliza's glass.

"Special blended sake·Sanzan."

Huai Shi smiled: "Spoiler alert, this is a different feeling from anger, so be careful."

Sangran.

Eliza lowered her head, staring at the gloomy and heavy colors in the wine glass, and slowly raised her brows.

It is indeed the color of mulberry dye.

It's just that the color is so sad.

In a daze, I suddenly felt sentimental.

No matter how big her nerves are, Elisa is still a woman. The gentler her nature is, the easier it is to feel hurt.

After the involuntary sigh passed, she finally reacted, but the cup in front of her was already empty.

There is only a line of coldness running down the throat at the moment of absent-minded drinking, carrying the cold aroma of wine, and the coldness and loneliness that cannot be extinguished even by the flames of the entire world.

The chill is spreading.

Her movements were frozen in place.

It's like being frozen, it's hard to breathe, and I'm so sad that I can't find myself.

The past that could not be forgotten once again came to mind along with this coldness, bringing heart-breaking sadness and loneliness.

She tried hard to lift her wrist, but there was a sharp sound when the joints rubbed together.

Hard to move.

Even... hard to breathe.

Because I am bound, from the inside out...

In the broken and shrill voice, the projection in the soul emerged, and a dark and illusory chain broke through her heart and extended from her body.

It penetrated the joints, bound the muscles, surrounded the lungs and internal organs, and finally gathered on the hard-beating heart.

Gradually draw inwards.

——The Lock of Sorrow!

Not caring that Eliza could no longer drink, Huaishi drank one cup after another, savoring the sadness and loneliness that once belonged to her.

Just one cup of this kind of thing is enough.

Any more will have no effect.

But being lonely and sad to this extent... was really unexpected.

Huai Shi lowered her eyes.

Behind the bar in front of him, countless chains had passed through Elisa's body, binding her layer by layer, multiplying and spreading crazily, almost encompassing the entire arena.

The majestic and violent fluctuations of the source material emerged and spread, making everyone breathless.

Huai Shi, who was so close, couldn't bear the aftermath of the sadness.

He could only feel glad from the bottom of his heart that he did not have a life-and-death fight with such an opponent, but a Kitchen Demon showdown... Otherwise, he would probably lose and die, right?

Huaishi has always known that Eliza is strong.

But I didn't expect that she could be so strong... Even among the fourth level, there are few people who can match her, right?

"You are indeed an explorer who has won the Lone Wolf Medal, Ms. Eliza."

Huai Shi raised his head, drank the last drop of Sangran sake in the porcelain bottle, and sighed softly: "This determination and this strength are really awesome."

collapse!

A broken sound sounded.

It was the wail of crushed grief.

Cracks appeared on countless chains, and the shackles of the sorrowful cord collapsed in front of Eliza's raised eyes. A loud roar like the sea emerged from that thin body.

The phantom of the skinny ferryman emerged from the torrent of the Styx, overlooking the world indifferently, and in an instant, disappeared without a trace along with the rushing River Styx.

Charon!

Roman Genealogy·Fourth Level——Charon, the Ferryman of the Styx!

Eliza raised her eyes, took a deep breath, clenched her fists slightly, and the web of chains instantly collapsed.

Now, Huaishi can finally understand...how she carries the ruler's curse.

Because this woman is really unreasonably strong!

Determination alone can defeat your own sorrow. Relying on your own strength, you can bear the curse of the ruler... If you have such strength, why don't you go kill people and buy goods?

Why come to work?

Huaishi shook her head sadly, feeling despair at this too fantastical world.

"I have to admit, Miss Huazhi——"

Eliza raised her eyes and sighed solemnly: "You are an opponent I can't defeat with alcohol. From this round on, I will really start using the bartender's methods."

"Me too."

Huai Shi responded with a smile: "I have found your weakness, Ms. Eliza."

"Then let's have a showdown, Miss Huai Zhi."

Eliza smiled, raised her hand, and took off the ring on her left index finger. At that moment, darkness a thousand times greater than before erupted from between the five fingers.

The curse of decay instantly enveloped the entire place, making it difficult for everyone to breathe.

And from the illusion of ashes, the long-dead ruler raised his eyes and stared at the world. That was the last remaining reflection.

Just its presence is enough to make people freeze with a terrifying aura.

In the beer barrel right in front of Eliza, the valve opened, and a glass of dark beer with pale foam appeared in the glass.

And just between the five fingers of Eliza's left hand, in the small shot glass, endless malice appeared in the color of vodka.

The sadness is condensing into a curse.

Along with the small wine glass, it fell into the dark beer.

Just a soft pop.

It was the dull sound of death falling.

"Deep Water... No, this is an abyss bomb specially customized for you."

She stared at the smiling woman in front of her and said softly: "Please enjoy it, Miss Huai Zhi, a strong enemy like you should have such an honor."