The boy's words blurted out, followed by the deafening sound of the door breaking.
He came with a strong wind, and the sound of metal clashing resounded on the battlefield, like a piece of music inserted at an inappropriate time, completely disrupting the rhythm of the field.
The door to the basement was forced open, and the rush of air rushing from inside passed by the bewildered scavengers.
They could only feel a gust of wind blowing across their cheeks, and then the blade cut off their necks like silk, effectively taking away their lives.
The heads of the scavengers armed with heavy weapons such as grenade launchers and rocket launchers were ruthlessly cut off, and the weapons that could turn the tide of the battle were kicked away by the young man and flew to an unknown destination with a snap.
[Ru Mao Drinks Blood], three levels of activation!
Lin Mo waved the black unicorn mercilessly. In his eyes, he felt like he had walked into his own garden and picked flowers from the flower bed wantonly. Every time he picked a flower, he would hold it tightly in his hand and hold the petals in his hand. It fell from the hand, and the miserable and withered beauty stayed in front of my eyes.
But in the eyes of the scavengers, they could only see a phantom that was too fast to catch, wandering everywhere, killing their companions behind various bunkers, and splattered blood like rain of blood in the sky.
The scarlet liquid spread on the walls, floors and debris like a splash-ink painting, creating a Shura-like hell scene.
The scavengers were terrified, but there was nothing they could do.
Since the invention of Si'an Westan, the limit of individual combat capabilities has also made a qualitative leap.
Countless soldiers, agents and mercenaries have to admit that there will only be two types of people left on any battlefield in the world.
One is a person who has not implanted such a prosthetic body, and the other is a person who has been implanted with such a prosthetic body.
The ravine and abyss between the two is the power called time.
The battle situation was instantly chaotic. The Scavengers relied on their large numbers and sufficient firepower to still be able to deal with the four Manns.
But now there is an erratic and deadly ghost appearing behind them, and no matter how strong their psychological quality is, they will inevitably cause turmoil.
Some of the scavengers turned their guns and tried to cover and hinder this ghostly figure with firepower.
I have to say that their method did work. Even Lin Mo, who had activated Si'an Westan, did not dare to enter the dense firepower network.
Even at this moment, there were inevitably a few more bullet holes on his body. Fortunately, local [subcutaneous nanometer long-chain polymer armor] was implanted in important parts of his body, so these injuries were not too serious.
The nano-healing robot in his body was also rapidly helping him heal his wounds. The bullet casings were automatically squeezed out of the wounds without him even having to do anything.
With the blessing of [Ru Mao Drinks Blood], he can reach a speed of 40 kilometers per hour in the domain of Si'an Westan.
Even so, there was still a gap between the muzzle velocity of the bullet and the bullet. He used some bunkers on the road to avoid being covered by the fire net.
And this also gave Mann and others an opportunity on the battlefield ahead.
Rebecca and Dolio walked out of the guard room where they were hiding. The firearms in their hands were replaced with new magazines. They spit out scorching tongues of fire and killed a scavenger who was named Fang Cun Da Chao.
Mann also ran out in time, grinning boldly, holding up a grenade in his hand to show respect, and thanking the old scavengers for the "bullet" gift.
The small grenade fell into the factory building. The moment it exploded, all the accumulated debris and the hiding scavengers were blown away. The disintegrated flesh and blood was filled with the burning smell of gunpowder smoke.
Lin Mo, who was hiding behind a bunker, was breathing rapidly. He opened his pocket, rummaged for a while, and finally found a tube of light yellow liquid medicine.
He took out the pneumatic syringe and threw away the empty medicine tube in the middle. He replaced it with a new medicine and pierced his arm.
Ever since Xu Wanxue returned the private base in the garage to him, Lin Mo also found a lot of good things in it.
Like before, the treatment medicines he used were at best some quick hemostasis and other recovery medicines, which were also quite expensive. However, the next level of top-level treatment medicines can no longer be bought with money. You have to have connections to buy them. arrive.
To this day, Xu Wanxue may be vaguely aware of the abnormality, but she certainly would not have thought that the total amount of pocket money she has given to her younger brother over the years may not be as much as one percent of her younger brother's current net worth.
Xu Wanxue gave him funds for initial investment. With the help of the simulator, he now has so much wealth that even he himself is a little numb.
As long as the simulator provides key investment information, he only needs to move his fingers to make a lot of money without even leaving home. Even if Lin Mo wants to save, he can't.
But it is impossible for a little kid to have such a huge amount of funds. In order to cover up other people's eyes and add various factors, and he has no connections, Lin Mo can only look back and sigh in the face of today's huge amount of property.
If there was a Demon Lizard armored vehicle in the game right in front of him, Lin Mo would definitely buy it without a second thought.
However, there was no other way. Thanks to Xu Wanxue's protection, he had an excellent growing environment, but his freedom was inevitably subject to certain restrictions.
Fortunately, after a heart-to-heart talk that night, his sister handed him the key. The batch of top-quality goods purchased for him through the company's channels just solved his urgent need.
The moment he stepped into the small warehouse, Lin Mo saw boxes of first aid kits that had been kept at low temperatures and had big red crosses written on the outer shells.
Opening the cover, the cold air that was as thick as smoke came out, and what came into view was the latest therapeutic injection on the market prepared by Xu Wanxue for him.
The areas covered by those therapeutic drugs include but are not limited to emergency hemostasis, detoxification, neurostimulants, analgesic and anesthetic drugs, etc.
What he is taking out now is combat stimulants to replenish combat consumption and stimulate the body.
After injecting the medicinal liquid into his body, Lin Mo could feel the long-lost energy pouring into him again.
His whole body was like a powered machine filled with gasoline. Even his arms, which were a little sore from cutting too many people, were relieved at this time.
He took a deep breath, bulged his arm muscles, held the black unicorn tightly in his hand, and whispered secret words in his mind.
Si'an Westan, opened for countless times!
A gust of wind passed by, and he disappeared on the spot. Not far away, the shrill cry of the scavenger sounded again, but there was no sound of the blade scratching the flesh.
When the knife is as fast as thunder, the sound of cutting flesh must be slightly slower than the speed of his swing!
In the time-slowing realm created by Si'an Westan, Lin Mo once again felt the terrifying improvement brought by skill expertise.
[The heart is as still as water, and the movement is as fast as thunder] The eight characters represent not only the superficial meaning of the words, but also the true state of mind and speed.
Lin Mo originally thought that the expertise only brought him a simple hard-core improvement, just like [Ru Mao Drinks Blood], killing one person will give you a 10% speed increase.
But the expertise of [Heart is as still as water, and movement is as fast as thunder] allowed him to clearly see his cognitive errors.
Whenever he enters the slow state of Si'an Westan, Lin Mo can feel that his state of mind has truly turned into a motionless water surface. When holding a sword in his hand, he can always burst out at unprecedented speeds in this state of mind. , swinging the knife as fast as thunder!
The effect of this speed is that no matter what is in front of him, the moment he swings the knife, it is destined that the thing in front of him will be broken!
Even Brutus's alloy claws had several holes broken under his slashes.
Lin Mo doesn't know what the upper limit of this kind of damage is.
However, it can increase the sword damage by 100%. There are probably not many things in the world that can withstand his sword blow.
No matter how many prosthetics are implanted in these scavengers, or what level of skin armor they have under their skin, they are all cut off as easily as a piece of butter by the sharp blade of the black unicorn.
The battle situation has also come to an end.
As our own manpower gradually decreased, the scavengers' front began to disintegrate and collapse.
When the manpower was fully sufficient, they were no match for these people. Now that their own personnel were slaughtered like pigs and dogs, the remaining scavengers' psychological defenses collapsed faster than their actual defenses.
People began to run away, but the ghosts chasing them were many times faster than them, and the four-person team in front of them firmly blocked the factory gate.
The entire factory area has become a "slaughterhouse" in another sense, and a drama of eagles catching chickens is staged.
However, there will no longer be hens protecting chicks in this game. These hyenas, who used to be arrogant and would hold parties to celebrate when they catch enough prey, tasted the pain of despair for the first time.
When the boy cut off the last person's head, it also announced the end of the incident.
He swung the last knife and cut off the last person's head. He was stained with the blood of an unknown number of people. His whole body felt like he had taken a bath in a pool of blood and then walked out. His whole body had become sticky. of blood.
But the Black Unicorn is still bright, and the glistening blade is as smooth as a mirror. The blood has not stained it. It is hard to imagine that this is a samurai sword that has cut down countless people. The blade is sharp and there is no trace of curling. .
The moon was gradually covered by dark clouds, and the silvery land began to show its darkness. The young man stood on the open ground, surrounded by dead bodies. His posture was upright, and he sheathed the knife slowly, as if Completing some kind of solemn ceremony.
When the black unicorn was completely sheathed, the moon was completely covered by dark clouds.
He was bathed in blood, and his body was dripping with blood. There was no enemy standing anywhere he could see. The moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, and the young man disappeared into the shadows, but it seemed more like the moonlight did not want to show him any mercy.
