Manipulating metal is not an ordinary power that is found in the street. It is extremely rare. Even in the circle of ability users, it is a rare existence.
Among those with abilities, the most common are sensory specialties, such as vision, smell, hearing, etc., as well as physical strength.
The specific reason is unknown, but it is probably because these organs are used relatively frequently, so they are relatively easy to mutate.
Most other abilities are basically derived from brain mutations, such as prediction, mind reading, mind control, hypnosis, and metal control, all falling into this category.
The brain has always been a restricted area for humans, an unknown mystery, so this category is even more mysterious and cannot be traced.
As for Du Weiguo, he is an anomaly among aliens, a son of luck, with the system close to him, and his abilities all come from the imagination of a street dog, so let’s not mention it.
Getting back to the subject, the moment Du Weiguo realized that the cannonball had turned around, the one who took action must be the metal master he had encountered in Goryeo.
It can be seen that this incident in Sumatra is clearly a killing plan set up by the Freemasons against Du Weiguo. It is a typical example of leading the emperor into a urn and beating the dog behind closed doors.
Looking back now, the chess player who plotted against him behind the scenes really had no plans at all.
The three chartered ships carrying chemical raw materials, which were of no value at all, were accidentally robbed. Although it was strange, it was also reasonable.
It just so happened that Du Weiguo returned to Hong Kong Island at this time, and later contacted him through Mr. Huo's relationship. He must have figured out Du Weiguo's character and would not stand idly by.
Including the innocent crew members who were killed in front of the camp, it was just a means to anger Du Weiguo and make him lose his mind.
Such an insight into people's hearts, cold and cruel, treating human life as nothing, and a vicious plan that is closely linked with each other, exactly the same as the style of the chess player behind the layout of South Korea.
Obviously, the Freemasonry should have weighed the left and right and felt that the interests of the Thousand Islands Country could not be easily separated, so they turned their backs and arranged such a careful killing plan.
It’s reasonable, but unexpected!
Du Weiguo knew very well that there were variables like him that were unruly, had no taboos, had no home, no country, and no control.
The powerful Freemasons will definitely regard him as a thorn in their side, and they will quickly get rid of him. Sooner or later, there will be a battle between them, but they didn't expect it to come so quickly and so unexpectedly!
Metal manipulation, this ability is indeed against the sky, and to a certain extent, it is indeed restrained by Du Weiguo. Moreover, close to the pirate camp, the enemy has an inexhaustible supply of weapons at his disposal, which is very disadvantageous to him. .
Therefore, Du Weiguo immediately retreated and chose the dense jungle as the battlefield.
A wise man will always make mistakes. This old silver coin who has been hiding behind the scenes and is good at calculations may have missed something today.
Du Weiguo didn't come alone today, he had helpers.
The Night Demon's combat power is not inferior to Du Weiguo's terrifying existence. The dense forest is its home ground, and its combat power will rise to another level.
Murderers will always be killed. Du Weiguo's evil spirit is so strong that no one on the island today, whether they are pirates or minions of the Freemasons, can survive!
A moment later, the sun was three shots higher, and the temperature in the jungle rose sharply. Although it was not as dramatic as the Amazon rainforest in America, it should not be underestimated.
"Sha~~"
Du Weiguo, who had been leaping and galloping in the jungle, suddenly stopped and landed steadily on a big tree like a giant owl.
Du Weiguo raised his head, frowning, and stared sharply at the strange birds flying above his head.
This strange bird has a black-brown body, a very long pheasant tail, and looks a bit like a pheasant. There is a protrusion on the back of its head, as if it has a steel helmet buckled on it. It has a very strange appearance.
This is a bird unique to Sumatra Island. Its name is the Mariolle pheasant. It is very rare and rare to see. Of course, Du Weiguo doesn't know this and doesn't care if he does.
What Du Weiguo cares about is that these black birds with reverse bones on their heads are always circling around his head.
This is definitely not a normal situation. There is a high probability that the opponent's team also has an animal controller who can control animals.
Du Weiguo had fought against a beast master before when he defeated the Eight Hundred Dragons in the Triangle Land, and he knew very well how terrifying the beast master was in an environment like a dense forest.
It simply has eyes everywhere, is omniscient and omnipotent, and can command thousands of troops. If it is trapped by the herd of animals, the situation will not be optimistic when the metal manipulator takes the opportunity to attack again.
Du Weiguo cursed bitterly:
"Damn, this beast controller is so slick. The flying altitude is over 600 meters, and the bullets can't even reach it!"
"Chirp~"
At this moment, several pheasants hovering in the low altitude suddenly screamed sadly, and like moths flying into the flame, they slammed into the nearest tree crown, breaking their bones and tendons in an instant.
The night devil squatting under the tree, the red light in his eyes faded away, he snorted arrogantly, and waggled his tail towards Du Weiguo with a flattering look on his face.
It sensed Du Weiguo's thoughts and killed several strange birds. Du Weiguo was surprised for a moment, then he felt relieved after thinking about it and raised the corners of his mouth.
The Night Demon is a monster, proficient in mind control, and its range of control is not limited to humans, but also to birds and beasts.
Damn, I found a treasure. Du Weiguo felt happy and praised without hesitation:
"Night Demon, you did a great job! Come on, let's go deeper. Once we kill these bastards, I'll roast a whole cow for you!"
Du Weiguo imagined in his mind the appearance of a freshly roasted whole cow. The Night Demon immediately became excited, as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood. He jumped up on the spot and roared in his mind:
"Kill people and eat meat!"
"Hahaha~"
Du Weiguo laughed loudly, kicked off the tree branch with all his strength, and suddenly stood up. After a few ups and downs, his figure disappeared into the vast dense forest.
At the same time, on the edge of the cliff where Du Weiguo had been living, several people were standing in front of his discarded AKM, with serious expressions on their faces.
One of the guys was tall and thin, wearing a black cloak and a black metal mask on his face.
You know, Sumatra is a truly tropical area. It takes courage to wear such a black suit in such thick clothes at noon.
This guy has no feet on the ground and is suspended above the ground. He is so middle-class and high-profile. Naturally, he is the metal controller who was beaten by Du Weiguo in Seoul. His code name is Magician.
To the left of the magician was the strong one-eyed Asian man who had appeared in Seoul before. He was carrying a Vulcan cannon and a huge ammunition box on his back.
This guy's code name is Lei Bao, and he is also the leader of this group of ability users.
To the right hand side of the magician stood a tall mixed-race woman with curvy features, black hair, and a cool and capable figure. However, it was obvious that she was not a vase who relied on beauty to survive.
The woman was carrying a modified SVD sniper rifle with a flash suppressor and camouflage coating on the barrel. Her nickname was Blood Cross and she was a super shooter.
At this moment, Blood Cross was squatting on the ground, playing with the drum-type AKM that Du Weiguo had left behind, with a solemn look on his face and a frown on his face.
"This guy is so powerful. Using this broken gun, in continuous fire mode, he shot 9 people in the head with 9 shots, and they were different targets dozens of meters apart.
Tsk! He is worthy of the name of the Evil God. If we were one on one, I would definitely die. I probably wouldn’t even be able to touch the corners of his clothes, and there would be no hope of luck. "
Hearing Blood Cross's comment, Bald Leibao suddenly frowned, his one eye shot out a fierce light, and he was about to open his mouth to scold him.
"Uh~"
Behind Thunderstorm, a tall and muscular black man suddenly groaned, and blood suddenly came out of his nose and mouth.
Lei Bao had quick hands and eyes. He quickly reached out to hold his arm and asked in a deep voice:
"Black Panther, what's wrong with you?"
The black man's face turned pale, he spit out a mouthful of blood, wiped his nose again, and said in a solemn and dull tone:
"Head, there is something weird about this evil god. He actually has the power of mind control, and it is also very strong. Several birds I controlled were killed by him, and I was bitten back."
Upon hearing this, Lei Bao was stunned for a moment, then frowned and thought for a moment, and said in a determined tone:
"Absolutely impossible. According to the intelligence we collected before, this guy is a top marksman. At most, he has a semi-physical agility specialty. It is impossible for him to have mental power."
Blood Cross suddenly interrupted:
"Thunderstorm, when the Evil God was in South Korea, didn't he take away the child named Night Demon? Will he take him with him?"
Lei Bao shook his head without hesitation:
"No, the Night Demon kid was left in the Triangle to make the town bright. This time he came to Sumatra and only brought a black dog."
A leopard can be seen in a tube.
Just from this sentence, one can judge how outrageous the intelligence gathering ability of the Freemasons is, and they can actually understand Du Weiguo's situation so thoroughly, down to the smallest detail.
At this time, the AKM in Blood Cross's hand suddenly seemed to come alive, twisting and deforming rapidly. In just a moment, it formed an iron lump and hit the ground heavily.
Blood Cross did not show the slightest surprise, but gave the magician a cold look: "Are you really sick?"
The magician dressed like the Grim Reaper finally spoke, very angry:
"What nonsense are you talking about here? Black Panther, find another bird, fly higher, and find this bastard quickly, otherwise, he will run away in a while."
His voice was very hoarse, and he was panting after barely speaking a few words. It was obvious that the injury he had suffered in Seoul had not healed yet.
Although the one-eyed dragon Thunderstorm is the nominal leader of this group of people, the magician has the rarest ability, the strongest combat power, aloof status, and a bad temper!
The magician has always been arrogant and stubborn. Because of his carelessness, Du Weiguo got close to him instantly and broke several bones.
He lay still like a dead dog for several days, completely humiliated. At this moment, his hatred was burning and he was about to go crazy.
A trace of imperceptible cruelty flashed through Lei Bao's eyes. He turned to glance at the magician, but still suppressed his anger and asked Black Panther in a deep voice:
"Black Panther, can you still hold on? This time you control a sea eagle and fly higher."
"Okay." Black Panther wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and nodded in response.
Immediately, his hole turned white, and a moment later, in the sky, close to the height of the clouds, a brown sea eagle roared past.
At noon, deep in the dense forest that blocks the sun, steam rises, and even the air is distorted.
An unknown giant broad-leaf tree protrudes from the roots of the ground. Du Weiguo is sitting on it with a golden sword, using the Predator's Frisbee Scimitar to cut a wooden stake in the Black Lake.
This wooden pile is as thick as a basin and nearly two meters long. The inside shows a luster like metal and extremely beautiful patterns. This is unique to the tropical rainforest and the most top-notch ebony wood that is more than a hundred years old.
If Du Weiguo's behavior at this moment is seen by those collectors who love to collect top-quality wood, they will definitely be beating their chests and heartbroken. It is simply like a cow chewing peonies and a waste of natural resources.
Du Weiguo didn't even know what kind of wood the dark wooden pile in front of him was, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care.
He is just an illiterate and a murderer. How can he have the consciousness? In his opinion, these things are just materials, only artificially endowed with meaning.
Du Weiguo had just tested it repeatedly in the forest with a flying disk and found that ebony wood had the best hardness and the highest quality.
Relatively speaking, it was just a decent weapon material, nothing more. At this moment, he was making a simple wooden shuttle.
Facing a metal manipulator, metal weapons cannot be used, and they will inevitably suffer backlash. Moreover, they have learned the painful lesson from the last time.
It is estimated that this guy would not dare to be so confident and rashly close the distance with Du Weiguo. He should also be protected by someone with physical strength.
In fact, there is no need for Du Weiguo to spend so much time. As long as the teleportation skill is used, the ghosts and gods will naturally make changes. Even if there are 10 metal controllers, it will not be enough to kill him.
But teleportation is his trump card, and he will never reveal it easily. Freemasonry has a profound background, and there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers. It is inevitable that no ruthless person can review the scene or deduce it through clues.
Be careful and keep your cards close to your heart.
In fact, Du Weiguo has another option, which is to transform the Night Demon, maximize his spiritual charm ability, and use all his firepower. He can probably annihilate these guys.
But the Night Demon transformation is also Du Weiguo's hidden trump card, and these guys have rare skill points.
When Du Weiguo whittled down to the 34th wooden shuttle and had basically destroyed the entire wooden pile, the night demon who was lying next to him and responsible for guarding suddenly stood up and shouted excitedly in his head:
"Far! 4."
Although Night Demon is smart, he has only been in contact with the human world for a short time, and he has not yet clearly grasped the concepts of distance and numbers.
Du Weiguo has just set a relatively analogous distance concept for it. What can be heard is far away, and what can be smelled is close.
The night devil's sense of smell and hearing are much stronger than those of dogs, and slightly inferior to the original giant fox.
In such a complex dense forest environment, it can smell smells about 1 kilometer away and distinguish sounds about 2 kilometers away.
"Well done!"
Du Weiguo raised his sword eyebrows, straight like a sword unsheathed, piercing the sky, put away the last wooden shuttle, and stood up with a smile.
He raised his head and glanced at a sea eagle that was always hovering close to the clouds in the sky. The corner of his mouth drew a cruel arc:
"Tsk, if you kill these four bastards, will you be able to collect enough skill points to upgrade my mental barrier?"
A moment later, Thunderstorm, a bald, one-eyed man, took the lead and walked in the jungle. Behind him, about a few meters behind, were Black Panther, and then Magician. Blood Cross was not in the team at all.
She is a sniper, so naturally she will not accompany the team. She is in a remote position and has to hide in the dark and take cold shots.
The magician is a very coquettish and high-profile guy. He doesn't walk on his feet at all, but steps on two thin iron sheets, always suspended close to the ground, and floats on his way.
Needless to say, this guy is indeed proud of himself. You must know that the use of supernatural powers has an upper limit and consumes physical strength.
Dare to use his ability so unscrupulously, even for traveling. It seems that the magician is really talented and consumes very little, almost nothing.
One kilometer away, Du Weiguo had a cigarette in his mouth, squatting on a tree branch like a gorilla, muttering to himself:
"Well, this black man should be a beast controller. This bald one-eyed dragon seems to have a special strength in physical strength. Uh, and this fool who controls iron flying. He wears so many clothes. Isn't he hot?"
Du Weiguo exhaled the smoke, crushed the cigarette butt, and asked the night devil lying under the tree:
"Night Demon, besides these three, is there another one?"
Without thinking, the black dog nodded in a very humane manner. It has now basically mastered the concept of numbers. At least it can add and subtract within ten without making mistakes.
Du Weiguo curled his lips:
"Leave the team and go alone. It is most likely to be a sharpshooter or a night devil. The one who acts alone is left to you. Go ahead. By the way, you are not allowed to transform, you are not allowed to kill, and you are not allowed to eat people!"
Night Demon stood up, with a slight dissatisfaction in his eyes. Du Weiguo sneered and cursed angrily:
"Okay, you idiot, do a good job. I'll add a roasted whole cow to you when you're done. Go get to work!"
As soon as he heard this, Night Demon suddenly became very energetic, his eyes opened together, blood red, like black lightning, and disappeared in an instant.
"Damn, Night Demon is a bit tough. It seems like I have to work harder!"
Just as he finished speaking, the bald man and his group had already approached within 800 meters, reaching the ultimate range.
Du Weiguo's eyes were sharp, he took out a brand new AKM from the space, unscrewed the flame suppressor, raised his hand and fired.
"Tatata~"
The crisp sound of gunshots sounded like rain hitting plantains, and the dazzling flaming whip suddenly whipped towards the bald, one-eyed man in the distance.
Du Weiguo directly activated the continuous fire mode. The purpose of his shooting was not to achieve meritorious service, but to test the upper limit of the metal manipulator's ability.
The bullets, which were like a violent rainstorm, seemed to have encountered an invisible barrier when they were about 10 meters away from the thunderstorm. They stopped one after another, and then fell to the ground feebly.
There was no counterattack and the bullets were fired back. It was just passive defense, which proved that this guy's control ability could not reach 800 meters.
Du Weiguo knew it in his heart, and suddenly he thought of it. He quickly changed a magazine, and a cruel sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"Damn it, aren't you extremely talented, with a lot of capital, and very little consumption? Okay, then I'll see if it's your superpowers or my bullets that are enough."
