In front of a huge deep diver over four meters high, a heavy javelin measuring one and a half meters long is not that big of a thing. But after being thrown with a powerful force, the destructive power it creates is already considerable.

After all, as early as the Late Paleolithic, human ancestors had already begun to make stone spears that could be used for stabbing and throwing. It was this kind of weapon that could kill prey from a long distance, which ultimately helped humans defeat and eliminate various ancient weapons.

A huge beast, and finally climbed to the top of the food chain!

The monster that looked up to the sky and roared in the dark night angrily searched for the murderer. Soon, it discovered a small black dot that disappeared on the edge of the cliff. Then the angry deep diver waved his hind limbs and pierced the charred flesh, getting extremely close.

The javelin with its towering dorsal fin flew away, letting blood flow out from the wound cooked by the explosion.

But one can see from a distance that the blood quickly stopped gushing under the monster's torn flesh. And under the skin on the side, the light green color of new skin has been revealed...

Just by devouring the corpses of interstellar vampires in a short period of time, the injuries have been healed to this extent?!

Gotz shook his huge head and said to me in a hoarse voice: "The recovery power of deep divers is very amazing, let alone a pure-blooded deep diver like my father... If he suffered injuries like mine, I'm afraid

It will take a few breaths to recover..."

I muttered dissatisfiedly: "I told Gray, you have to shout breakthrough when throwing the Death Flying Spear... Gotz, what did you just say?"

"It's okay..." Gotz said angrily, "How did you know it was me? Are you not surprised at all?"

I pointed to the cliff in the distance: "Actually, we have been waiting there all night. From the time Harris first summoned the space-based weapons, we have been secretly ambushing on the edge."

Having said this, I couldn't help but look at the giant silver-white tungsten-titanium alloy pillars in the distance that seemed to support the world, and sighed: "Isn't this the Armstrong cyclotron acceleration jet Armstrong cannon? The degree of restoration is really high!"

Harris's face was dark and he asked me in surprise: "How do you know its name?"

"Is it really called the Armstrong Cannon? Do you also think that its appearance is too obscene and that it is doing trouble secretly?" I looked at him with respect, but I didn't expect that the naming of weapons in the old world coincided with mine!

"We have seen the situation here a long time ago, and we planned to help you from the beginning. But it turns out that each of you has transformed and armored, and you can also use palm skills falling from the sky... If you don't use combat skills, just

I can’t help but want to see how many trump cards you have.”

Harris collapsed and said: "We are working hard! Why are you just watching?!"

I scratched my head in embarrassment: "The two of us plan to be key players and appear in times of crisis. The idea of ​​​​finding the opportunity to appear again is also a reasonable choice for heroes..."

"Apologise to the heroes of the world! You are just a child's vanity!"

During the short period of time that Harris was chatting with me, he became more emotionally agitated than he had just been in the fight to the death. He found that in front of this young man, he seemed to be so indifferent to everything, and everything in the world seemed to be just for his ridicule and amusement.

Just a joke.

And for some reason, in front of this young man, his originally tense and suppressed emotions gradually relaxed, and he became infected with the aura of fearlessness.

"Marcus, you go quickly." Harris smiled reluctantly, "This monster is neither Dolanco's father nor something that should exist in this world. Go tell the people in the town to leave."

Harris and Gotz in the form of the deep diver looked at each other and said solemnly: ""All the troubles caused by our ancestors should be shouldered by us. If we can't protect all this, we would rather die vigorously than choose to live in peace.

Lived secretly."

Goetz stood up slowly while holding on to his body, which was burnt by high temperatures and shaken by shock waves. At the same time, he also helped Harris, whose left hand was seriously injured and the blood loss was even more serious, and blocked me behind him.

I looked at the two of them speechlessly.

From their ugly and embarrassed figures, there was actually a hint of majesty. And the way they silently guarded everything and abided by their mission looked very much like a hero.

Thinking of this, my eyes turned red - I was so angry.

"Hey, you two. Who gave you permission to arrange the subsequent plot without authorization? Because you two bastards, I, the protagonist, didn't appear for a whole week and could only appear in the dialogue! You are not going to apologize to me, that's it.

Just die?"

I snarled unceremoniously, which made the two of them look confused - what on earth was this person thinking? I couldn't understand it at all!

I said angrily: "Don't think of dying so easily. You have hidden this matter from the town for so long. You can explain it to me yourself and go door to door to apologize to me!"

Harris didn’t expect Gotz, who was already dull, and said to me anxiously: “Marcus! Now is not the time to talk about this! If we have a chance to survive, it’s okay to kowtow and apologize! But the situation is critical now.

, you should leave quickly..."

I ignored Harris's urging and turned to ask the extremely ugly deep diver Gotz: "Last question! Gotz, is your transformation into this delicious amphibian seafood shape irreversible or can you recover?"

Gotz obviously didn't follow my brain circuit, and said blankly: "You can recover from falling asleep or comatose... Why do you ask this?"

Then I nodded with peace of mind and said to them: "Okay, the conversation is over. I will count to three at the end, and you will finally tell me whether you should follow me or stay and wait to die!"

"Start counting..."

"one……"

Goetz and Harris looked at each other resolutely and were about to speak, but I took advantage of their distraction and struck Goetz's neck artery hard with a swing of my arm and a knife.

This poor, seriously injured deep diver, after all, his bloodline was not manifested enough, and most of his structure was still similar to that of a human being, yet he was knocked unconscious by my blow.

"Marcus! What are you doing! You just counted to one!"

Harris looked at me in shock, surprised that one second I was saying fair and aboveboard words, and the next second the ball used despicable means to sneak attack Gotz, he was shocked and said.

"Shut up! A man can survive as long as he can count to one!"

I immediately slapped Harris back and watched with satisfaction as Gotz really began to return to his normal human appearance from a two-meter-tall giant monster after he passed out.

My 200-kilogram maximum human arm strength couldn't resist a monster that big just now. But now with two people like this, one thin and one strong, it's no problem at all!

Without any explanation, I grabbed Harris with one hand and carried the unconscious Goetz with the other hand. I lifted the two of them above my head and quickly embarked on the pre-planned escape route.

"Marcus! Put me down! You can't do this!"

But Harris, who was seriously injured, was still very conscious. He struggled to protest and asked me to put him down. He wanted to die here in an honorable manner.

"Harris, stop talking nonsense..." I finally dropped my cynical tone and lowered my voice and said seriously to Harris, "Instead of always thinking about dying in an honorable way, it's better to think about how to live beautifully.

Come down!"

Harris finally fell silent.

I quickened my pace and walked through the deep forest, but I couldn't help but cast my eyes towards the confrontation between Green and the giant deep diver, thinking silently in my heart.
Chapter completed!