Mercenary Black Mamba

A radius of a hundred meters in the ancient Ituri jungle was completely devastated. Rocks were cracked and the ground overturned. The beech trees were cut down, uprooted and destroyed. The burned rocks and vegetation were blackened, making them almost impossible to recognize.

The blood-stained earth was splattered from the shattered UMA (Unidentified Living Organisms) corpse shone with a blue fluorescence.

In the middle of the clearing, Black Mamba stood with a whip in his hand.

It was the embodiment of Asura, the one who defeated the monsters of hell.

Urleung- A big fire storm covered the cenote. Xu Aaa - Explosive vapor was blown up into the air. Is this the mourning of the dead, or the lamentation of those whose regrets remain in this world? This is the Abyss of Hell Abyss.

Water vapor from the rising air swirled around Black Mamba like a cloud. The flame is the howl of the Abyss, and the vapor storm is the curse of the dead. The one who stands tall among them is the ruler of hell.

"Abaddon, he is Abaddon, the Judge of the End!" Saliva dripped down the corners of McPhee's lips. The cold-blooded McPhee was fascinated by the terrible majesty of Octopus and the overwhelming majesty of Black Mamba. His brain had already lost its computational power, and he was unable to recall or analyze any of his previous memories and information.

Abaddon was the code name given to the Black Mamba by Matilda, the head of the CIA's Special Operations Division. Although McPhee didn't know this, he knew that he had seen Abaddon, the fallen angel of the Apocalypse.

"Our Father in heaven, may your name be sanctified… Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil..." McPhee crossed himself and started to recite the Lord's Prayer. Although he hadn't attended church in more than ten years, the cold-hearted McPhee had reverted into a devout saint.

This was the power of the instant concept. It was a thousand times more effective than a hundred sermons from a priests or a thousand prayers of hope.

This is the power of the instant concept. A thousand times more effective than the priest's 100 sermons and a thousand prayers of hope. If you are Abaddon, you must satisfactorily look around the earthly hell, spread your wings of darkness and disappear.

Abaddon in reality picked up the giant Octopus head and sighed deeply. A creature that was neither an octopus nor a crocodile, but a chimera created by human greed. Concretus, a distant and ancient intellectual, created Adras and Epidium to survive.

What was the ultimate motive for the the United States to experiment with and create psychics and chimeras? Living beings are mortal. What Concretus and his committee seek was driven purely by greed. In Concretus, the twilight age was advanced by the Epidium rebellion. Where will modern humans go? It was a bittersweet thought.

"It's not something I should worry about." The Black Mamba cleared his mind as he dismantled Octopus's head. The bigger the body, the bigger the head.

Puduk- Puduk- He ripped through the scalp, which was tougher than aramid or carbon fiber body armor, like it was just a piece of paper. He then searched through the head trying to find the brain, but surprisingly, he couldn't find it. The cranium was filled with tough muscles and tendons that supported and worked the jaws.

"It's a thing of beauty," he whispered.

Finally, Black Mamba found the brain. It was hidden in the corner of the upper part of the head. Despite it weighing 30 to 40 times heavier than a human. the brain was rather small. Looking closer, he spotted a chip embedded in the brain.

Black Mamba ripped the chip and stored it in an emergency pouch. It'd be a gift for Bonifas.

When he was finished, Black Mamba looked down at the shredded corpse of the Octopus. The white phosphorus attached to parts of its body was still burning through the flesh. The savory smell made him hungry.

When he was a young, picky eater, his classmates would sneak him some German sausages and octopus sashimi. The taste of boiled octopus wrapped in old paper at the landing was excellent.

Octopus was an expensive seafood. If you ordered octopus meat at a Japanese restaurant, the amount you would get was so small that you would cry. Of course, this was to Black Mamba's own standards. Black Mamba was the type of person who would insist that each serving of ribs should weigh five kilos. His claims regarding the amount of food had little credibility. In any case, it seemed that 10,000 people would be enough if the Octopus was cooked as a standard Japanese restaurant.

"Hey, you're a minute ago! How much Palma money for a Japanese restaurant!"

Black Mamba lamented. Abaddon incarnate was a perverted demon who preferred money over blood. Samdi wasn't in very good shape. He gave up the MAG and started a close-quarter strike with a dagger, but was blocked by the Turtle's back armor. It was a powerful defense that was almost impossible to penetrate. At best, he remains undefeated.

Puck-Pop-po-gi tapped his back. His blood splattered, but to a level that only scratched his skin. Sniff - Turtle let out a snorting sound. Shuang- Its huge tail, which it swung with the power of a telephone pole, flew across the length of the island.

Samdi fell to the ground. The Turtle flapped its wing-tail and the wind pressure dragged the curly hair clinging to his scalp. Bang - The rock hit by the tail exploded like firecrackers. It was a show of unstoppable power. A single hit would break your spine, and that's the power that was being displayed.

He couldn't be vigilant that he dodged the attack. He rolled like a top and shifted out of position. Boom- The tail narrowly missed him as it slammed into the ground. The rocks cracked and dust flew away. While its movement was slow, its maniacal stingray tail and spring-like shark's jaws gave it an advantage.

"This is driving me crazy!" Samdi said. Cold sweat was dripping down his face. He wasn't a good match for the creature. Grasping - Samdi got up and leaped about ten meters into the air. Now was the time for him to make his attack, especially after the opponent just pulled off a combo attack and now its flank was open.

Weeing - A flash of light fell on the turtle's neck. It was a one-hit fatality that united weapon, body, and mind. Kwaung- The shark's head spread wide open in the back shell and let out a roar. The air shook like a haze. The problem wasn't the sound, it was the compressed sound waves that propagated through air.

"Uh oh!" Samdi was hit like lightning. He was startled and his posture shook. His sense of balance was thrown off by the sound waves. Tung- Pokpogi, who lost speed, took a picture of his back. There was no way that the back armor that deflected 7.62mm bullets would be penetrated by the dagger. There was barely any force behind the dagger.

That was it. This was the cause of the Turtle's sonic attack. When he attacked with all his might, he noticed it reacted by sending out sound waves. Samdi staggered away. His jumbled brain quickly put things together. Samdi's physical regenerative ability was also affected. Kuaa - The head of the turtle seized the opportunity and bounced back like a spring. Paat! Samdi jumped and climbed onto the creature's backplate.

Teeth as big as a man's forearm missed the target with a few shots. Samdi couldn't break through Turtle's shield, and Turtle couldn't keep up with Simon D's speed. The Turtle's head, which had protruded about a dozen meters, quickly retracted back into its shell. The wing-tail swept at the man sitting on its back.

"Damn it!" It's like this every time. Everytime he had an opportunity to attack, he found himself hit by a sonic attack and he became unable to deliver a critical hit. His attacks only ended with the rim ringing.

"Ouch, tail!" Samdi was startled and he jumped away like a grasshopper that met a mantis. The tail was the size of an electric pole and it swung past him with a vicious blasting sound. Bye!" Samdi screamed. It tumbled in the air like a lion on the horn of a buffalo. A turtle's tail resembles a stingray's tail. At the distal end, there is a bone the thickness of the forearm. The central part of the cracked hip was stabbed in the bone.

Samdi lost his balance and fell to the ground. Unknowingly, he put a hand on his hip. He was getting sloppy. His lips had been taken by the old man, and his anus was given to the tortoise. His red face was rotten and stained. Pain was just pain, but his face was something he could not easily hide. He had been stung by a slow turtle and he was afraid that everyone would know when they saw his face.

Wing - The tail, which received the most centrifugal force, came back again. Samdi's hands went up. "Nimi Giotto, you die and I die."

Shuang - The dagger came out to meet the flying tail. Bang- Samdi bounced back like a baseball hitting a bat. The weight difference was huge. Woojik- Washussu- Puak- All sorts of noises rang out. Trees were crushed, thorn bushes were pushed, and cycads that had stood for hundreds of years were uprooted.

Samdi, unable to handle the energy, rolled over. "Wok!" If he were a normal human, his abdomen would have been ruptured by the pressure. Samdi however, was an arc zombie. He jumped up as if he had been hit. His curly hair stood up stiffly, and a chest light flashed in his eyes. Life started working properly again.

"Get away!" Shuang- The Black Mamba finally arrived. He was found by the CIA aerial reconnaissance. Koo-Woo- When it saw a new enemy had appeared, the Turtle turned its head. The air shook like a haze. This was a sonic attack presented by the monster of Nguanga. An image of flying circles overlapping each other was drawn. "Haab!"

The lion's back exploded. A sound wave loaded with a resonant wave shook the atmosphere. Black Mamba imitated the sound and his own sound wave collided with the turtle's sound wave.

Aww- The collision created a strong vortex. Shang- Rakshasha fell like lightning on a cycloid curve. The Turtle, feeling strange, retracted it limbs and head back into its back shell. Grasping - The carapace was cracked. It let out a cry of pain. Wing - It swung its huge tail again. Shuang- Rakshasha turned. Bang- The tail of the reinforced biological weapon collided with Rakshasha, which was made of the hardest material on earth. Shockwaves spread out around them.

Kuwawa- A different scream erupted from before. All three lobes on the tip of the Turtle's tail fell off. Yuiying- Rakshasha spun around and created a whirlwind. Buzz-Bing- Buzzing overlapped. Upon reaching the subsonic stage, a hazy flattened membrane was formed. No one feels good about being defeated, so the angry turtle rushed back into the combat. It was a mountain that would crush anything with its size alone. It was said that even a tortoise has a knack for rolling, and a weight of five tons tons covered in iron armor struck like a landslide.

"No way!"

A sigh escaped the ignorant attack. Black Mamba gently lifted his body. The tail flew past him like a spear. Even the turtle knows how to use her head.

Took- The Black Mamba soared into the air. Shuang- Rakshasha fell on a reverse elliptical orbit. Quang Woong- Turtle made a sonic attack. The sound waves compressed like a disk were pushed one after another. "Haab!"

Fuwang- One sound wave collided with another sound wave. Tail and Rakshasha entangled. Rakshasha, which had broken the speed of sound, was the sharpest blade in the world. All of a sudden, the 15-meter long tail was cut off. Kuwawa- The turtle struggled. Blood was spraying everywhere like raindrops.

"Haab!" Black Mamba counterattacked with a resonant wave. The air was compressed, inserted into its pinna, and exploded. The physical power was not very strong, but when it explodes in the ear, the situation is different. Queek- The Turtle jumped. Its protruding eyes grew as if they were about to come out, and blood gushed out from the nostrils. Although its shell was hard and impenetrable, what was underneath the shell was not. The Turtle lost its balance and stumbled.

Black Mamba was not Song Yang Ji-in Fast speed is special. Turtle plowed through the gaps in the thread that had been temporarily defenseless and rushed forward like crazy.

Baba Baba Bak - Rakshasha hit the Turtle at a rate of 10 times per second. Its back was cracked and red blood splashed out like a fountain. But even this final blow wasn't enough to defeat the creature. The Turtle's back shell was composed of a honeycomb double-layered structure, with a maximum thickness of 500 mm. Its strength was comparable to that of titanium alloy. The Black Mamba felt like he was knocking on the frontal armor of a heavy tank.

It was easy to understand why Area 51 made a relatively slow tortoise as a chimera even in the water. It was purely because of its strong defense. Even Rakshasha, a blade that could cut through steel and rock, could not cut the back armor.

"If you don't, I'll beat you until you can." Even rocks are pierced by water drops. Black Mamba's main specialty, the fan, showed another new spirit. Puck Puk Pok Puk Puk Puk Puk Puk Puk Puk Puk-vFlashes fell intensively in the center of the carapace. The turtle suddenly became a victim.

The torn and shattered living tissue exploded like firecrackers.

Turtle was a chimera that sacrificed speed to increase its defense. It wielded its severed tail and extended its long neck to use its jaws to snap at its heinous attacker. Unfortunately, it had no more jaws and could not catch the Black Mamba, who was diligently studying its movements.

Fuwak- Black Mamba pierced the backplate again. Fuwak- Fresh blood gushed out like a fountain.

Aww- The turtle groaned in pain. Anger and sadness were mixed in with its screams. Black Mamba was shocked to hear this and he felt like he was the villain.

"You lose!" Samdi, who had been waiting or an opportunity to rejoin the battle, jumped up and landed on the Turtle's back. As long as the chimera's sonic attack had been neutralized and its back armor pierced, there was nothing it could do to retaliate.

Samdi was tenacious and cruel. He was angry because he was injured by the creature. The dagger was basically a shovel As if digging a trench, Samdi dug into the Turtle's soft flesh with no mercy. Every time he shoveled, flesh the size of a soccer ball fell out.

The Turtle struggled to shake him off, but Samdi held on and continued stabbing and digging into the Turtle's flesh. His stabs were quick and fast, and Turtle's body regeneration could not keep up. The initial wound that Rakshasha had pierced expanded into the size of a manhole. "Aeg, you bastard!"

Black Mamba yelled out at full volume. Simon D, who does not fall off whether the turtle rolls or rolls, looked like a horsefly larva. Africa is plagued with all kinds of poisonous insects and parasites, but none are equally bad as adults and larvae as horse flies.