When the gravel settled, Lin Zihan felt like his brains were about to be blown out. Under the violent impact, Lin Zihan felt as if he had been injected with anesthesia, and he could no longer lift his strength.
Opening his tired eyes, Lin Zihan saw the black shadows dissipating in front of him, and finally saw clearly the heavy armored vehicle that had turned into a ball of flames, and saw clearly that the bursts of ammunition fell on his body. Next to him, he happened to fall into a deep pit, dodging the bullets that flew past the ground.
"Ahem~" Lin Zihan coughed twice and spit out some dirt from his mouth. The sand in his mouth made Lin Zihan feel very uncomfortable. He shook his head and some small sand fell down. Lin Zihan felt that his My head feels a lot lighter, and there is no longer the heavy feeling of being unable to lift my head.
Rays of red firelight fell next to Lin Zihan, and the stones flying up in the impact of the explosion landed squarely on Lin Zihan's face, leaving another line of black ashes on Lin Zihan's face.
"Have you had enough fun?" Lin Zihan shouted angrily, his whole body was wrapped in red blood, and fine dragon scales covered his arms, spreading from his neck to behind his ears, chin, and cheeks.
Lin Zihan, exuding red blood, stood up from the pit. Looking at the mecha warriors in front of him who were still venting their cannon fire and the soldiers hiding behind the mecha, the anger in his heart was completely ignited.
The shadows moved with the people, and Lin Zihan left a series of afterimages on the ground. Those mecha warriors who were still launching attacks wantonly left only a very unclear red line on the screen, and a series of silhouettes of people and pilots. I thought I was dazzled, after all, no one could survive that kind of explosion unharmed, or even pass through a dense network of firepower.
When the driver rubbed his eyes and wanted to take a closer look, he found that there was a human face on the screen, a human face wrapped in snake scales, exuding red blood, and his eyes were also bloody and ferocious. The driver was so frightened that he almost peed.
Grasping the arm of the mecha with his left hand, the dragon blood sword in Lin Zihan's right hand turned into a stream of blood, which gathered on Lin Zihan's right arm, and turned into a huge dragon claw, attached to Lin Zihan's right arm. The blood condensed into a huge dragon arm, and the fine dragon scales had already merged with Lin Zihan's arm, bursting through his original clothes.
"Cang~" Lin Zihan's right claw fell on the mecha warrior's mechanical arm, making a sound of metal collision. Lin Zihan's blood-colored dragon claw penetrated the thick mecha shell and directly grabbed the mecha. The warrior's arm was violently torn outward.
In this way, Lin Zihan tore off the arm of a huge mecha warrior. The thick signal transmission wire connecting the arm was exposed, and the port of the wire made a "sizzling~" sound of electricity.
Raising his right hand again and lowering it, Lin Zihan tore off a gun barrel on the mecha warrior's shoulder. He held the barrel that was heated due to high-speed shooting. The temperature was almost a thousand degrees Celsius. For Lin Zihan, It's just warm.
"It seems that he is really the dragon man, and now he has an account with God." Zhang Zheng was hiding in a corner of the Secret Service building, looking at the pair of eyes behind him that were shining brightly in the dark night, and he felt aroused in his heart. An evil thought.
Lin Zihan's arm reached into the mecha shell under the gun barrel and turret, and directly pulled the mecha warrior's chest down. He looked at the exposed pilot. The wires on the back connected the pilot's helmet and the mecha. The control system of this tall mecha still relies on this ancient control system that coexists with neural transmission and manual operation.
Seeing the driver's frightened look, Lin Zihan didn't hesitate and punched the driver's helmet. With the help of the dragon's blood, Lin Zihan's punch directly shattered the driver's helmet. helmet.
A stream of blood flowed from the corner of the driver's mouth, and his hands hung weakly on both sides of his body. 1 just fell into the cab, his whole body motionless and losing his breath.
All this happened so fast that the surrounding mecha warriors had not yet reacted. It was even more impossible for the inflexible mechas to move, but they all turned their guns and pointed them at Lin Zihan.
The dense firepower net covered again. This time, those people saw Lin Zihan's figure clearly. With extremely quick movements, his body twisted to avoid the pouring artillery fire and the pouring light beams. Danced a beautiful waltz.
After spinning and taking three steps back, Lin Zihan leaned back and bent slightly to signal the end of the waltz. His right arm was covered with blood-like dragon scales. The blood gathered in the palm of his hand again and condensed into a sharp dragon blood sword. The exposed arms looked a little pale in the firelight.
He tapped the toes of his left foot, and Lin Zihan's toes touched the ground. He stepped back slightly, and a bullet landed on the tip of Lin Zihan's toes. Lin Zihan avoided the bullet crater just in time.
Turning over and jumping, Lin Zihan stepped on the arm of the mecha warrior at his feet, jumped onto the mecha warrior's huge head, and cut open the huge mecha warrior's head with the dragon blood sword in his hand. .
The mecha warrior lost his head, and the pilot in the cab lost his eyes. The screen in front of him was only covered with snowflakes, and he could not see the scene outside. The driver, who had lost his vision, controlled the mecha and started shooting everywhere. .
The ammunition from the gun poured out, and Lin Zihan was almost thrown to the ground by the huge rotation of the mecha.
Lin Zihan saw the opportunity, no longer hesitated, raised the dragon blood sword in his hand, and pierced the body of the mecha. The blood slowly flowed out along the bottom of the mecha and dripped on the floor. , Lin Zihan pulled out the Dragon Blood Sword and looked at the sharp blade. There was not a drop of blood on it, only the edge of the sword where endless blood energy gathered.
Pulling out the barrel of the mecha, Lin Zihan aimed at a mecha and threw it like a javelin. The long barrel passed through the tall mecha without slowing down at all. The ground penetrated another mecha, and the gun barrel just stayed on the body of that mecha, and blood seeped out along the barrel.
Lin Zihan, who eliminated four mechas in an instant, did not stop at all, followed the same pattern, relied on his own strength, pierced the hard shells of those mechas, and left his own achievements on those mechas.
Lin Zihan stood on the body of the last mecha that fell to the ground, looking at the mecha with its arms cut off, with a proud smile on his lips.
"Zhang Zheng, get out of here!" Lin Zihan, who fell into madness, roared at the empty Secret Service building, angrily venting the hatred in his heart.
"Lin Zihan, let me show you what a brutal beast is." Zhang Zheng pressed the eye-catching red button on the remote control, and those eyes hidden in the night suddenly moved, like a hurricane, towards Lin Zihan Han rushed over.
Pairs of blood-red eyes with faint green eyes ran out of the dark night, roaring with hunger. The manic roar instantly pulled Lin Zihan to the wilderness area, when he was surrounded by a group of blood wolf kings.
"What are these?" Lin Zihan looked at those deformed humans, or beasts that could barely be called humans, with a look of horror in his eyes.
This was the first time Lin Zihan showed a look of horror in Nandu City. Those people could no longer be called human beings. Their twisted bodies, unsightly limbs, long fangs, and wild eyes all declared that those people He can no longer be called a human being.
"Mutant?" Lin Zihan thought of that name, that name that frightened Nandu. If a mutant loses his willfulness, he will become a mutant that has lost the last bit of humanity, a mutant that is like a beast.
From the dark corners, a dozen huge mutants sprang out. Those people's bodies may have had arms and legs that swelled, and their skin was ulcerated. Some even had limbs and arms, and some even had two heads. .
This is the first time Lin Zihan has seen mutants. Those real mutants, those who have lost their human relationships, will become such horrible things.
Holding the Dragon Blood Sword in his hand, Lin Zihan's last clothes had already been covered in artillery fire and turned into strands of cloth. The Dragon Blood Sword once again turned into a stream of blood, spreading along Lin Zihan's arms. Lin Zihan turned into a monster whose upper body was covered with dragon scales.
Facing those ugly mutants, Lin Zihan did not hesitate and rushed towards them. His hands turned into dragon claws, and the blood in his palms gathered, making the dragon scales on the back of his hands harder.
"Master, I need to remind you that your current body cannot withstand the huge pressure of being transformed into a half-dragon." Long Jing's voice sounded. It was not like a friendly reminder, but more like a mockery of Lin Zihan's body. weak.
After hearing Long Jing's words, Lin Zihan didn't hesitate. For his reason, these words were as if he had not heard them. Long Jing's judgment could not make Lin Zihan change his mind. His wish did not require an omnic. to decide.
The back of his hand was covered with fine dragon scales. Lin Zihan's right claw swung directly on the chest of a mutant. Lin Zihan's dragon claw also fell on the mutant's body. Lin Zihan clearly felt the mutation. The feeling coming from his chest was obviously the touch of flesh, but it made Lin Zihan's right paw feel as if it had landed on a steel plate.
The dragon's claws passed by, and Lin Zihan only left four clear blood marks on the chest of the mutant. The blood was dripping on the place, which was insignificant to the mutant whose body had grown rapidly.
"Is it possible that all these mutants were created by Zhang Zheng?" Lin Zihan stepped back and distanced himself from the mutants. His powerful blood made those violent mutants also feel some fear. , did not rush up in a swarm, but just stared at Lin Zihan with greedy eyes that scrutinized the food.
