Although Dogo's firepower was fierce, it turned out that the tenacity of the distortion master was far beyond common sense. The bullet that was enough to tear most of the body was just causing it to suffer some skin injuries. After being angry, it rushed forward without hesitation, and its movements seemed faster than its huge body. Even when Dogo began to move, the heavy hammer had already slashed at him.
The hammer knocked Dogo's turn-on gun away and dug a deep scratch on the ground.
With an angry roar, the deformed master held the hammer and lifted it up again, tensing his body, ready to make some cruel efforts.
Then, a flash of warning made the monster's eyes widen, and the demon behind it screamed. The distortion master instinctively dropped the hammer head to resist the upcoming attack, but soon Duoge pulled out his axe, cut off the monster's legs, and cut open its knees.
The distortion master was staggering by this blow. Even if he broke one leg, he still attacked Dogo violently, but the weight of the hammer head made the disabled thing lose balance.
It seemed as if the burning furnace quickly pounced on the fallen opponent, swung its axe and cut off its right arm, and then split the beast and sewed it together.
Thick blood flowed out of the broken eyes, and the body of the aberration ruling twitched in painful spasms. The demon behind it was thrown to the ground, watching in horror as the originally invincible "car" twisted like a wounded wild boar, its right arm was almost cut off, and the terrible heavy hammer slid from its loose palm.
It made the demon scream terrifyingly enough to shatter the eardrums, and it was a summon, and new blood overflowed from the shadows around it, trying to save the disabled beast in a crazy way.
Dogo avoided their laser beams and rushed towards them like a beast, his battle axe burning even more fiercely, wielding it again and again, each time it would cut off one head or limb, splash out another purple gut, and spit out a string of abominable chitin carapace.
Even in the face of the unshakable God of War, the new blood waved daggers, pistols, mine pickaxes and gang members' weapons, and tried to crush him under the heavy pressure of the crowd.
“Wow hahaha!”
Amid a burst of crazy laughter, Rozim, who waved his swords, rushed over and cut off the head of the distorted master who was about to get up with one knife. The beast's head hung down weakly, and fell to the ground like a withered flower, and then cut the demon into pieces with another knife.
When the heavy hammer fell to the ground, Rozim ran towards Dogo again, slashing the new and pure blood surrounding him one after another.
"Stop stumble here! Go and catch that bitch!"
"Drink! Hiccup! Drink!"
"Drink your hammer!"
Rozim took the thrown bottle from Isven, stuffed it into Dogo's mouth like a bottle, and then dragged the other party to chase the four-handed aphrodisiac.
Then, he found that the other party seemed to have escaped deeper into the ground with the help of a lift, so he summoned Kawaguiro and used its walking machine to blow the ground directly and go down the lifting well.
After the huge machine hit the ground with a thud, Rozim found them entering a series of sloping and broken halls, the floors of which were covered with ceramic tiles and ceilings, and some kind of biomass-like tendrils wrapped around the walls and gathered together, as if turning this place into the heart of a creature, all of which were fine blood vessels.
Even as they approached these biomass, Rozim could feel some kind of throbbing spread through the stretched skin membrane, allowing the blood-like warm wind to stir the air and moisture to stick to the skin.
"Boss, why don't you... forget it."
Isven felt a little scared and held the laser gun in his hand and looked vigilantly at the shadows around him.
"That alien bitch is so ugly..."
"Everyone is here!"
The next second, the attack suddenly came, but not unexpectedly.
The originally empty hall was swept by the waves of chitin and sharp claws, and a large number of pure blood species were screaming and rushing out. This time they were trying to stop these hateful invaders-
But...
"Damn it! I see where you ran-"
He kicked a pure blood corpse away with one foot. Rozim, who had been chopping all the way, appeared in a cave-like space. He saw a huge throne made of biological remains and rubble. The four-handed genius and some gene stealers in robes stood on both sides. It rose like an island in a pool of biomass pus. Many tiny monsters in the liquid screamed at the invaders. A naked woman was hanging in the air. On the throne, there was a huge thing, staring at Rozim with his evil red eyes.
hiss--
The ripples of psychic energy visible to the naked eye spread in the air, heading towards Rozim. A normal person will be robbed of his mind just by being glared at this moment.
However, this spiritual energy disappeared three meters before Rozim. The patriarch immediately let out a roar of confusion. He did not know that the necklace on Rozim's neck was from a brain wave shield made by Kron.
"Do you want to fight? Come with me!"
Rozim thrust his sword and rushed over with his sword. The huge alien also slowly stood up, like a hill of muscles and chitin. Its anger at this time, a few small creatures could make a fuss in its nest. It must tear all these small things apart with its claws, otherwise the clan's soul song will be covered with a shadow...
"Then what?"
Soshyan blinked, wondering why Rozim stopped.
Rozim scratched his head and said:
"Then they took the opportunity to throw a few stagnant grenades and set the thing down."
"Ah? Where did you get the stagnant grenade? That thing is not a small thing."
"Last time... I picked it up in the Big Vortex."
Soshyan tsk, knowing that Rozim must be lying, but it is harmless. Since he met Rozim, it is difficult to surprise him anymore. Even when he was still in the recruit stage and the other party was still a chef apprentice, Rozim had created many miracles that could be called farce.
Sometimes he also wonders whether such a life is more interesting and comfortable than being a hero.
Perhaps Soshiyang himself had never realized deep in his heart that he envied Rozim's lifestyle. It was precisely because of this that he indulged the other party's freedom and unrestrainedness again and again - because it was something he longed for and could never get, and it was freedom that he could never get even if he had God-like power.
Chapter completed!