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As soon as the stranger opened his eyes, he saw such an impactful scene that he couldn't help but feel weak in his legs.
"Ah, ah ah"
My throat rolled and made a meaningless sound.
The pupils contracted and the vision went dark. The stranger fell directly to the ground. He was not just knocked down by the "flying kick", but because his mind went blank and he was a little dizzy. His legs went weak and he fell down.
Strangers are not afraid of corpses, let alone dead people.
As a fourth-level disaster splicer, although he has not graduated from school, he has already taken over and pieced together many corpses. Even when he couldn't speak clearly, he had already learned the art of sewing corpses from his sister and father. To him, human corpses can only be called materials, no different from clay and building blocks.
He has a friend who comes from a family of watchmakers. The guy grew up playing with pocket watches, and the Stranger grew up playing with corpses, and it was the same to him.
However, this was the first time that the stranger saw a living person turned into a corpse.
The extraordinary dynamic vision allows him to see everything. There was still a look of fear and consternation on the old man's face, and his whole body was twisted and broken under the fire and pressure. His body, crushed by the pressure, was like a tomato stuffed with a firecracker. Countless spurts of blood were like countless needles, falling on him as if they were nailed into the bone marrow.
He himself didn’t know what he was afraid of, but he knew that standing in the middle of the street must be very dangerous.
She exclaimed, "Are you okay?"
The stranger waved his hands and shook his head, but could not speak.
"Haha, haha cough cough cough"
The stranger subconsciously touched his throat, but it was wet and sticky within his reach. His experience immediately told him that this was the touch of warm human blood.
It took him a while before he finally calmed down a little. He asked hoarsely, "What's going on?"
The stranger couldn't even tell whether it was because the blood had penetrating power and impact under the high pressure, or whether it was because of the blood he felt. Pain is just an illusion.
"Master Nobel"
He was surprised that his voice had become so hoarse, as if he was about to break just by speaking.
"He was beaten in by a pig-skinned Star Antimony Man"
He had just crawled two steps before he realized that he didn't take the box. So he crawled back again, stood up hunched over the box, and staggered to hide in a nearby residence.
He was breathing heavily, as if he was having an asthma attack.
But there was no fresh air rushing into my throat.
The old woman screamed in a husky voice like a witch, "There are dead people everywhere, don't go out."
As soon as he knocked on the door, the door opened directly. opened. other sideWithout asking, he just pulled him in.
That was an old woman.
They made Stranger's throat feel dry and he couldn't help but want to cough. He coughed until tears squeezed out of the corners of his eyes, like a non-smoker taking a long puff of lit tobacco.
Only the smell of earth, blood and smoke.
The stranger felt that his eyes seemed a little blurry and he could not open them. So he subconsciously reached out and wiped his face randomly twice. When he let go, his hands were already covered with blood.
He looked at his fingers in confusion and found that they were dripping with blood.
Star Antimony People
Stranger gradually sorted out some of the current situation.
Although I don’t know why, I suddenly appeared here as soon as I closed and opened my eyes. It's like I have lost my memory for a while
But looking at the surrounding walls with a rural atmosphere, this should be the countryside of Avalon.
Did I escape here alone?
Suddenly, another unsolvable doubt arose in the stranger's mind.
How could Xing Antimony’s army attack a village without military garrison? Why would they directly use alchemy bombs to attack civilians?
This makes no sense at all
It is stated in the military manual As I said, this kind of behavior is not allowed
Who is in charge?
Anger and confusion rose in his heart, and Stranger clenched his fists subconsciously.
"I"
As soon as he spoke, the words got stuck in his throat.
What should he say?
He comforted the other person that everything would be fine, but the bomb had just fallen in front of him, and his body and hands were still covered in blood.
I explained to the Star Antimony people that this was abnormal, but the familiar villagers in the past were shattered into pieces before their eyes.
He said they would be fine
But now he can only exert the third level of combat power, and he cannot even exert the full power of Master Nobel.
What can he do even if he can perform well?
But Stranger feels that he can't do it if he doesn't say something. The words were stuck in his chest, and he would go crazy if he didn't say them out.
He looked around in fear and confusion, clenching and unclenching his fists. He didn't know what he was going to do or where he was.
But at this moment, the old woman suddenly pulled him down.
Even an alchemist who does not strengthen his body very much, his physique is much stronger than that of the old man. However, the stranger was in a panic and did not resist at all, so he was pulled to the ground.
The next moment, Stranger held his breath and his mind went blank.
Because something extremely familiar to him appeared
A vicious horned face, a skinny body like a monkey, and wings like a bat.
Their heads are shining with fluorescent green runes, and their bodies are covered with an iron cage-like layer.The metal shell contains flesh and blood that become cold and dry due to high-speed flight.
It looks like a person's skin has been peeled off and a metal coat is tied around the outside.
And their arms are machine guns bound by iron hoops, and two cape-like bullet chains are wrapped around their backs.
When they found them, they swooped down with a screeching sound like a monkey.
In the dark night, the muzzle of the gun sprayed flames. The old woman's body was torn apart in an instant, like a scarecrow.
"Mom, I'll fuck you, damn monster"
A roaring middle-aged man rushed out of the house.
He held a shotgun in his right hand and suddenly pulled the trigger at the gargoyle.
However, these bullets are of no use to them.
The bullet that could hunt a bear only cracked the stone statue with a gap the size of a baby's fist. There was no lag in the gargoyles' movements. They didn't even stop the trigger, just like watering the flowers in the garden, they turned the muzzle at will, and the barrage sprayed out directly tore the man into pieces.
This is exactly the operation details set by Moke.
Gargoyles have very low intelligence, so they cannot master complex weapon operation skills, and the use of firearms is naturally not one of them.
But if it is just a command like "pull the trigger", it can be completed.
Aiming is too difficult for them. If the enemy is detected and fires again, the bullet will not be fired due to delayed reaction. So after six versions of testing, Moke chose the new idea of "not letting go of the trigger".
As long as the gargoyles enter combat and there are no targets in front of them that need protection, they will not release the trigger. Even if the muzzle is turned, the shooting state will continue. The barrage splashed out can easily weave into a large net, tearing apart anyone who wants to escape, and these firepower are fatal to unarmored units.
Tear apart anyone who tries to escape.
The scene of himself triumphantly explaining new ideas appeared in Stranger's mind, and his excited voice still rang in his ears.
The severe nausea made his abdomen cramp.
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