"It contains Frigga bullets, an alchemical product. When it hits the human body, it is equivalent to an injection of powerful anesthetic. The dose is enough to numb an elephant. Even a mixed-race species will fall into coma without special defense. Fingel took out the two pistols from his waist, took out all the magazines, and handed them to Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang, "This is the safety..."
When he was about to teach Mo Qiuran how to use a pistol, he saw Mo Qiuran take the pistol, open the safety, remove the magazine, check the number of bullets, load it, and then load it. Putting aside this set of skillful movements, he just started holding the gun. You can tell from his posture that he is definitely not a novice.
Fingel: "..."
"Senior, you look at me very strangely." Mo Qiuran handed the gun to Chu Zihang, then took another gun and began to inspect it. He noticed Fingel's gaze and said.
"Didn't you say you had never touched a gun before? You deceived my feelings!" Fingel asked with a sad look on his face, "It takes ten steak buffet meals to compensate for my trust in you!"
"Oh...Senior, you're talking about this..." Mo Qiuran pondered for a moment, "Yes, would you believe it if I said I saw it on the military channel?"
"This is a good reason, but next time please delete 'Yes, what if I said' and 'Would you believe it', otherwise I think you are insulting my personality and IQ." Finger I sincerely advise you.
"Okay, I saw it from the military channel!" Mo Qiuran said that he was a person who could listen to persuasion.
"I said next time, next time!" Fingel was on the verge of collapse.
"Don't worry, it's just a buffet of ten steaks. He's very rich!" Mo Qiuran patted Chu Zihang and said.
Chu Zihang was silent, and now his persona was a wallet holding a gun.
"Then it's okay." Fingel's face change speed seemed to be comparable to that of Mo Qiuran. In short, it only took an instant to go from the look of collapse to a relaxed and happy expression, "I just like you guys." Raise a rich and generous junior!”
Schneider listened to their interaction silently. The other groups were serious and nervous and made no sound at all because the battle was about to break out. But here, although the battle was about to break out at the same place, they acted like they were singing and dancing and even discussed the steak. Self-help... With such a huge difference in performance, Schneider didn't feel the slightest bit unreasonable, nor did he get angry at all.
Maybe he had a hunch about this when he put Mo Qiuran and Fingel in the same group?
"We are a species, and we have the possibility to become that god-like creature through perfect evolution! Why do you want to stop me? We can cooperate, and each of us can even become a god!" The craziness in people's eyes is growing. The more prosperous it is, the louder the sound becomes.
"Norma, is there any way to quickly find the identity of this madman?" Professor Schneider frowned.
"Based on the ability of all the experts present, this cannot be done." Norma replied, "It is recommended that action be taken to control the screening of everyone on site one by one."
"Okay then," Professor Schneider gave the order decisively, "To target everyone, make them incapacitated while ensuring their own safety! If necessary, you can use the word spirit and act immediately!"
With an order, gunfire broke out!
The executive department commissioner showed his sharp fangs in an instant. As those who stayed in the executive department after graduating from Cassel College, they can be said to be the group of people who have been deeply influenced by the culture of Cassel College... It can really be said that they are desperate. madman!
Pistols are not the first choice of weapons, micro-rams, rifles and the like are. Frigga bullets form a metal torrent centered around the locations where the commissioners are located and shoot out in all directions. As the blood-red mist explodes, , these mind-controlled people fell down in pieces like wheat!
But the wheat field is too big. Even if the hunters are very efficient in harvesting, they will not be able to complete it in an instant. As long as a normal person can react, and if the mental madman reacts, It will definitely control these ordinary people to do something!
"Stupid choice! If that's the case, then I alone will carry out this perfect evolution, and I will eventually become a god!"
The remaining people were talking, and then something happened. Even ordinary people who were not hit by Frigga's bullet lost consciousness and collapsed on the ground. Even if they fell to the ground, it happened at the same time. The execution department The commissioners stopped shooting because in an instant they were all their own people.
No, not entirely.
There is an "ordinary person" still standing!
That person stepped onto the podium. He was a man with a twisted smile, holding a slogan, and wearing a hat... This guy has been hiding among ordinary people from the beginning. The man in the psychotic suit is indeed a man who has been raped. Controlled puppet guise!
Needless to say, Schneider said that everyone immediately turned their guns and concentrated their firepower. A ball of bloody red mist exploded on the man in a second, and the bloody red mist even blocked his sight!
"Stop shooting!" Professor Schneider said after two seconds.
The gunfire stopped, and the bloody red mist gradually dispersed with the wind, but what was revealed was not a fallen person... but a monster with iron-gray scales! Those Frigga bullets are miraculous for ordinary people and even hybrids, but they have no effect at all when facing this kind of scaled monster!
"Hahaha... The perfect evolution is coming! I will become a real god!" The monster laughed wildly.
"Dragon transformation phenomenon..." Professor Schneider took a breath, "Everyone switches to live ammunition firing! Prepare for a head-on battle, and approve the use of word spirits!"
However, something changed as soon as Professor Schneider finished speaking. The man who transformed into a dragon did not attack in any direction, but hugged himself, and then white silk threads appeared from his body, as if they were alive, Gradually wrap him up!
During this process, a specialist from the execution department fired, and there was still the thunderous roar. However, this time the specially replaced armor-piercing warhead seemed to have hit some iron wall when facing the seemingly soft white silk. It was "stuck" on it and then swallowed!
"F*ck!" Fingel's eyes widened and he cursed, "This is the phenomenon of 'cocooning'. He is not a mixed race. This is an ability that only pure-blood dragons can master. The strength of this cocoon silk is at least the third generation or the second generation. Seed! He controlled so many humans and made them comatose here to use as blood food for recovery. We treat this place as his cemetery... He treats this place as the death altar for his complete recovery!"
"The threat level of this incident has been raised to S," Professor Schneider said in a hoarse voice. "Don't evacuate yet, try every means to destroy this 'cocoon', and do your best to move away the ordinary people closest to the 'cocoon'. In addition, No. Ma, contact the principal! Notify the equipment department that we need to be prepared to launch missiles at this place!"
