"Who are you...?" Brett forced himself to suppress the inexplicable sense of pressure that penetrated into the spiritual realm brought by the leader "humanity", and asked half a roar from a distance of several meters.
"Woman, I will only say it once, hand over the woman, wherever you fall in love, I don't care about death. But I only need a woman, she is the second important woman Professor Shamon needs. Looking at the style of wearing equipment, you two are members of the Sogra Guard, right? The other two are people from the Imperial Legion, right?"
The tone of the leading "human" seemed light, but both Wright and Molos, who were surging with magic power, could feel the extraordinary power contained in his body.
If he was before the New Yuan, he was definitely an extraordinary person who overflowed with power. The extraordinary person whose magic power in his body had been filled with it and could even make unconscious moves, he could create some extremely fantastic and mysterious scenes for ordinary people.
Even in the field of magic, it is a powerful existence that can control at least two kinds of magic powers.
Unfortunately, with the revolutionary development of machinery after the SGD, powerful guns, rockets, artillery, and even the legendary weapon - missile developed by the old Cruise, made the magic source power, such a power that belongs to the category of magic, a laughing stock.
There was a saying in the Cruzd Empire that if you can't defeat a magician or knight at close range, you really should look at your brain.
"Women...we don't..." Bret, who recovered from his short-term mental repressed state, wanted to defend something, but was immediately blocked by Wright, who was striding forward.
Wright tilted his head and glanced at Brett, and his right eye blinked for a moment, leaving a message of "Don't talk", he swallowed and pursed his dry lips.
His white, black hair and black eyes did not have any expression of surprise, anger, or horror on his face.
He just stared calmly at the "heedgehog man" in front of him and the normal human, holding the "Mechanical Yuan" brand rifle that could easily penetrate the strong chests of the unintentional and the loser with his right hand.
After a brief and silent "visual confrontation" for a few seconds, Wright took another step forward, stopped at about four or five meters away from the leading "human", and asked:
"Which woman are you looking for?"
"Which woman? I said, the woman Professor Shamon needs. You are indeed very powerful. You killed three spies who were not affiliated with the human legion. But I still hope that you can recall the information they just got from them, think carefully, and correspond to a woman in your car. The results obtained through information matching are most of the time. Don't worry, I will naturally not choose to kill you until you clearly reject my request. After all, the Socra Committee still has some friendship with us."
The leading "human" said in a hoarse and low voice, with a slight calmness that seemed like a brief moment before the volcano erupted, containing a scorching and dangerous aura.
Immediately afterwards, he tore off the painted black mask, revealing the terrifying and insane strange face.
Although the face looks no different from humans from the outline, it is at most slightly thinner, with the jaw and cheekbones particularly prominent, as if it is a bit malnourished.
But the gray background made Wright think of the unintentional person who usually has pale skin, and the [Disfierce] Kayas.
However, what made him most disgusted and frightened was his beard.
If it is for evil gods or alien unintentional people, it is indeed some "normal" beards, but they just have strong personal characteristics.
But for humans, these cognitions far exceed the scientific direction of ordinary people. Even doctors studying biology will feel a little stomach acid rising and feel uncomfortable when they see this.
It was not a beard, but a beard.
Each beard has a width of about one centimeter in diameter. They are dark green to black, and they are constantly "jumping" outward like maggots.
Wright squinted his eyes slightly and looked carefully. There were still some scarlet white liquid mixed with pus in the "body" that gushed outwards, and the place where it was gushing out was like suction cups in the tentacles of octopus.
There is a small eyeball at the top of each tentacle. It has red whites and dark eyes. Although it is very small, like a spot that is not very noticeable, it is actually emitting a strange light.
"To be honest, that woman is related to the 'confused singing'. Naturally, it is easy to infer that she has an inseparable relationship with the quiet high ground." Wright suppressed the slight mess that suddenly emerged in his spirit and said:
"The commission's order is to allow us to explore the gods in the quiet highlands, and we have the right to temporarily withhold any person or thing related to the gods. The Imperial Ordinance has provisions, right, Molos."
"Yes, huh." Molos took the words, but he did not dare to look directly at the leader "human" in front of him. After shifting his sight to the group of "heedgehogs" behind him, he said:
"The Regulations on the Management of Extraordinary Things stipulate that anyone who encounters a legion or guard who is in charge of the orders of the local committees of the Empire and explores extraordinary things must cooperate with all their strength. Humans who block orders and even confront them will face a 5-10-year prison sentence."
"So, don't you want to hand over a woman? You know," the leader "human" looked back, and even the "maggot-shaped beards" swayed.
Immediately afterwards, he turned his gaze back to the front, stretched out his right hand wearing black tactical gloves, pointed to a group of "heedgehogs" behind him and said:
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The leader "human" twisted his neck in front of Wright and made a "click" sound caused by interlacing bones.
Then he tilted his head and said in a strange posture and tone:
"'Hedgehog Ingenious Man', a mutant who is not a psychopath is a humble existence. They do have the characteristics of some kind of lower creatures, just like the 'Rat Ingenious Man', 'Ingenious Man', 'Cockroach Ingenious Man', 'Mosquito Man', 'True Ingenious Man', 'True Ingenious Man', 'True Ingenious Man', 'True Ingenious Man', 'True Ingenious Man', 'True Ingenious Man', 'True Ingenious Man', 'True Ingenious Man', 'True Ingenious Man', but in the battle, I don't think they can kill you here without me. Even if your physical fitness becomes powerful by the timely magical potion in the legion and even the enhancement of the magical power, they still cannot compete perfectly with the unintentional man, let alone the semi-lost. Otherwise, let's try it?"
"Hmph, try?" Wright responded in a high tone.
He took a little back two steps, and at the moment he turned his head, he nodded slightly and exchanged a look at Brett.
Immediately afterwards, almost at the same moment, people from both sides quickly took out all kinds of rifles in their hands.
They quickly completed the movements of lifting the gun, loading and aiming with different experiences in training and actual combat.
Except for Miyou, everyone else, including Wright, raised the rifle in front of him and pulled the trigger.
Table Tennis! Table Tennis!
Table Tennis! Table Tennis!
Table Tennis!
Table Tennis!
A brief and rapid continuous sound like a firework show passed through several people's ears.
Accompanied by the rising yellow sand and the black smoke and dust brought by the explosion of gunpowder in the bullet.
There were continuous shrill roars coming from the group of "Hedgehog Ingenious" teams.
As the smoke and dust dissipated, Wright found that the leader "human" in front of him was wide open, and he didn't even have time to consider that the few of the "maggot-like beards" were squirming inward along his "o-shaped" mouth.
He panicked, incredible expression, betrayed the end of the short battle.
"Weapons...generational difference?generational difference?generational difference?"
Repeat important things three times.
The leader "human" looked back with a puzzled look. Most of the "heedgehogs" behind him lay on the ground, motionless, and had become silent.
Even though they were still moving one or two people who were about to exhaust their bodies, they were either in their chests, throats, or even from their eyes.
After trembling and struggling for a few seconds, they followed others to sleep forever in the yellow sand of the Gobi that belonged to the wasteland world.
"All destroyed?" the leader "human" whispered angrily.
He clenched his hands tightly and stared at Wright and the other four with anger, like a wild beast that was about to burst out with desperate power.
"Their armor is 'Mechanical Yuan K-01', no more than 'Mechanical Yuan K-02' at most. This is an old antique from the early stage of the New Yuan Dynasty. Do you rarely enter the city... uh shopping? Anyone who has been to Chekavsk, or even a psychic, will not commit such a task of fighting the Imperial Legion." Bret said with a smug smile on his lips.
He patted the bullet holes that appeared on the silver-white guard uniform, as well as the burnt-colored ring area around him, and added with a proud look:
"Those armor-defying revolver-level weapons are almost the same. Even the "BK-47" rifles left by the old Cruzd Empire seem to be barely forced. The guards and legions in various places have long been equipped with soft 'Mechanical-A-type' body armor to prevent ordinary artillery attacks, and even the claws of the Lost. Also, your team has a poor grasp of guns."
Bret took two steps forward, playing with the "Socra Type A" rifle in his hand, and continued to add in the tone of a military equipment professor:
"You are using guns very poorly. I saw one or two powerful things, such as the "United-101" rifle and the "Ice Rain" pistol, which are considered new things. Unfortunately, you can only aim at the heart and shoot. It seems that this is the first lesson of the "Preliminary Shooting Course". The heart is now the key protection target, especially for us. So, uncle 'Maggot Face', I suggest that we go our own way and just think that this small battle does not exist? After all, our guards still have tasks that must be completed."
Brett actually came up with an idea that seemed to be effective.
However, the leader "human" in front of them did not refuse or agree, and no expression appeared on his pale face.
He just stared at Wright and the four of them with vicious, extremely angry eyes.
His two eyeballs suddenly became bigger and slightly raised, and were instantly covered with blood.
It seemed like an expanded white grape, which was bound by the same pale eye sockets and then burst out.
After a minute, just as Brett wanted to pull Wright and the other two to drive away, the leading "human" suddenly made a low, mute, slow and rapid voice from his mouth:
"Have you... interpreted... the diary of the Chosener? It's really a wonderful thing that can predict the fate of many people. For example, I, my name is Yulan, was employed by the "Chekavsk Non-Section Legion" and was considered a non-Section staff member. The diary of the Chosener records this prophecy."
He paused, took a sudden step back and said:
"Beyond the gorgeous fireworks is the same gorgeous situation, and even more so, there is an endless abyss. When the human youth guided by the 'Song of Confusion' touches the 'mechanical gear', those who fall into the abyss will inevitably touch the scarlet red."
"What do you want to express?" Wright suddenly heard Yulan's implicit voice. He suddenly took out the "Mad Bear" pistol at his waist and fired two silver bullets into Yulan's chest.
bump!
bump!
The bullet ran accurately towards the predetermined target, but Yulan only showed a creepy smile on her lips, mixed with manic and despair, and her five fingers opened her right hand, slightly distorting the space in front of her.
In Wright's view, the air in front of him seemed to be a stone falling from the calm lake, causing some ripples.
But the two bullets that were radiating with sparks actually disappeared out of thin air!
"Demonic Source!" Molos screamed.
Yulan in front of him also made a sharp hoarse voice:
"I will also die after the mission failed, because I accepted the mission of the 'Chekavsk Legion', but did not complete it. Instead of doing this, let you see the power that belongs to the supreme realm, comparable to the gods. Most of the lost people in the territory of the Shrine Empire only have the pain level of the 5th rank, and I can briefly achieve a breakthrough with the 'Ice Dark Demon Source Potion'. It's wise, I took it before getting off the car, and now I have reached the 4th rank, hope! That's right, although I don't have a profession, I am the loser, and that's enough!"
Youlan said, putting his hands together and then closing them back, stretching forward, parallel to his chest.
Immediately afterwards, a pure black force actually emerged from his hands.
This power belongs to the same category as Molos's dark magic power, but the difference is that in addition to purple, the lightning lingers around the darkness is also mixed with green, red, blue and even golden parts.
Under the resonance of the two dark magic powers, Molos suddenly felt his hands as if they were touching a bomb, causing a heart-wrenching pain.
The dark magic source power in his hand actually disappeared.
Even the dark ball in his and Brett's ears used to trigger the "Black Word" disappeared, causing their ears to feel a slight pain.
Seeing this, Wright subconsciously looked towards his wrist. Four dark red spots with equal intervals actually shone at the same time, and the light connected to it surrounding his arms was pure gold like shining gold.
"I think the balance of victory has turned to my side."
As Youlan said, a little complicated crimson blood vessels suddenly appeared on his face, which looked particularly clear under the pale background.
Immediately afterwards, two very soft, fluffy tentacles stretched out from his back, like cockroach tentacles, overflowing with scarlet liquid.
The first half of the tentacle, the size of a human wrist, attacked directly towards Molos and Miyou under Yulan's command.
Chapter completed!