127. Now it’s your turn to be a ghost.

Style: Gaming Author: TawakaWords: 3747Update Time: 24/01/19 01:12:01
The bullets were like heavy rain hitting a sand pit. Oliver had already found a bunker and hid. He was truly a hero who knew the current situation.

Linn was the first to bear the brunt and was always within the range of bullets.

However, when he turned into a ball of blue smoke again, the gunshots suddenly stopped, and everything fell silent and came to an abrupt end.

"Wang Defa...!?"

Lynn felt a little uncomfortable.

In this sudden encounter, the only person injured among the three people present, and the only person who caused harm, was Linn himself.

Well... our team scored one goal and lost one, and the score was 1-0.

The goal is valid!

Lynn's shoulder was still bleeding, so of course it worked.

He messed up and shot himself, hmm...why doesn't it count as effective damage...



"Flower Q, spend Q!"

Lin En was so angry that he really felt like he had been fooled this time.

This guy Deathstroke is really insidious!

He must have come to hide here early, assessing Linn's danger bit by bit, and collecting some intelligence information.

Deathstroke may not know that Linn's atomization skill can effectively avoid physical damage, but he must have seen the obvious speed advantage when Linn activated that skill.

This also shows that Deathstroke has absolutely no confidence in defeating Linn in close combat.

Therefore, if you miss a hit, you will be able to escape thousands of miles away.

"See, this is the real assassin, the real long-range output.

Lin En, who can hurt me, deserves to be a legendary military king of his generation. I admire you! "

Lynn was hyping Deathstroke like crazy, trying not to look awkward.

Oliver was aware of the situation and just nodded without making any comments. Of course, the little cat would not give Lin this face, and laughed so hard that he fell off the stone.

"Hahahaha... Ouch... Hahahaha! Linn, you big fool, why don't you change your hand, change the muzzle of the gun, and fire again.

It's been a long time since I've seen someone shoot himself twice, hahaha...ah! what are you doing! "

Lin En picked up the little kitten by the scruff of the neck and made a move to make a long pass.

"I'm very happy to be fooled."

"Um."

"Um?"

"But...but I'm really happy, hahahahaha!"

Lynn:…………

Who did this cat learn to talk so irritatingly?

Throwing the kitten that was still Hahaha eight feet away, Lin En looked at the dense forest and his expression gradually changed.

When did I, Lin, suffer such a loss?

After the equipment was bundled, Linn's mask formed a ferocious smile full of sharp teeth, and he turned his head to look at Oliver behind him, who had a sad look on his face.

"Aren't you very curious about what I am capable of? Let me show you now."

Opening his arms, the soil beneath Linn's feet began to shake and tremble...

A few seconds later, a huge tree man composed of plant roots rose up from the soil with its head on Linn's head.

The soles of its feet were still connected to the earth, but Linn above its head was already more than dozens of meters above the ground.

The body of the tree man is still "spreading". The roots, branches, vines... are growing wantonly like hair, and crawling like poisonous snakes. Centered on the tree man, they spread out in all directions and spread to every direction of the entire forest. , every inch of land.

"Oh my God...what...what..."

Oliver had seen the tree man made by Linn with his own arrows, and he thought that was Linn's ability.

But now it seems that the Arrow Tree Man he met is more like a toy and a friendly joke.

"What's this?"

Linn heard Oliver's voice. He stood high in the air, stretched out his arms, and laughed loudly: "This is the technique of the wooden man: transforming into a Buddha from the top!!"

………………………

Wearing a red and yellow full-coverage multi-functional mask, there are many long and short cold weapons under the ribs, on the left and right waists, and on the back. Long guns are strung diagonally on the left and right shoulders, and two pistols are tied to each leg...

This is a man who is armed to the extreme.

Death knell. When he was just a normal human being, he was famous throughout the dark world for his super fighting ability and super tactical execution level. He was the guy with the strongest single combat ability among all mercenaries.

Deathstroke has always been a loner, because he has the ability and strength to take over all the work of a tactical team and execute it perfectly by himself.

Relying on his good task completion rate and his attitude of getting paid to work regardless of his position or position, hatred or not, Deathstroke once became the most powerful mercenary in the world. none of them.

And even though he has offended almost everyone in every inch of the world due to his large number of tasks, no matter black or white, good or bad, skin color or race, there is no place in this world that does not have Deathstroke's enemies.

But he is still alive and well.

Until three years ago.

He accepted an escort mission, which was short in time, less to do, and more money. Works perfectly.

Although it can be seen that the other party is not a serious businessman, but who is Deathstroke? He has taken too many such jobs, so he doesn't care about it at all. As usual, just get the money and work.

And this became the beginning of his nightmare.

The employer's betrayal, pursuit, and silence, the friends he made inexplicably, his rivals, and his subsequent companions who were also deceived into coming to the island...

Deathstroke has felt some "warmth of people's hearts" for a long time, and has once again experienced the pain of losing it.

His friends were killed, his companions were killed, and even he himself died trying to protect his new apprentice, Oliver Queen.

Maybe I should follow the dusk instead of looking forward to tomorrow morning.

Deathstroke, who had been shot several times, felt that the passage of time had become extremely slow, but also extremely clear and touchable. He saw ants crawling up the instep of his feet, and when he reached out to touch them, his palms passed through his body.

He felt as if his consciousness had left his body, and his torso was so light and yet so heavy.

The space was frozen here, and in a trance, he saw his brothers who had fought side by side with him, and saw their dead brothers standing in a distant place, looking at him with a smile.

The last journey in life is from the human world to heaven and hell. Maybe... I really should go to hell. Those guys must have been waiting for me for a long time.

Ah...that's where the train stops, that's my family, my lover, my friends and relatives.

This is not a farewell, but a reunion after a long absence.

so be it. I wish I would never be born again.

Deathstroke finally closed his eyes and was swallowed by the long darkness.

Death is not chaos, but Deathstroke really experienced life in chaos, which was a long period of ignorance and darkness.

Until the pain began to appear, until he felt the faint air and the moisture and heaviness of the soil.

Deathstroke stretched out his hands from the shallow pit, breathing heavily. His eyes were straight, his chest was rising and falling sharply, and he was breathing air greedily.

Thoughts returned to the brain after half a minute.

Deathstroke remembered who he was and what happened before, but he should be dead.

Deathstroke touched the bullet holes on his body, there were only shallow marks.

How long have I been dead? He didn't react to this problem until he saw the strengthening potion he desperately grabbed next to him.

They gave me this thing, it was Oliver and his little girlfriend, the woman who taught him archery.

Deathstroke happily crawled out of the pit where he had been sitting for half an hour, laughed and took off the mask that marked his grave, and rushed to catch up with Oliver and the others happily.

He saw the woman's body.

Under Deathstroke's questioning, Oliver told the truth.

When Deathstroke was about to die, the only potion was used on him. The chasing lab guys captured Oliver, his girlfriend, and the woman who taught him archery.

They let Oliver choose.

Choose between two women, one of whom should die, or all three of them should die together.

As long as he chooses, the other two people will survive.

Oliver attempts to kill himself in exchange for the lives of the other two women.

He failed.

He made his choice.

As a result, of the three people who were caught, one was taken away and one died, while Oliver was exiled and suffered eternal pain and psychological torture.

Deathstroke is a good man and he doesn't want to see Oliver suffer this kind of pain.

He felt that one more second of Oliver's life was too much.

In this way, Deathstroke began his long-term pursuit of Oliver while avoiding the pursuit of the emotionless soldiers in the laboratory.

It has been like this for dozens of days and nights.

Deathstroke was even close to finding Oliver's hiding place, and he felt like he was almost successful.

until today.

Today, another uninvited guest came to the island.

Deathstroke was one step ahead of Oliver, discovering Linn's existence, and witnessed with his own eyes how Linn killed the large group of laboratory soldiers who knew no fatigue and pain.

Deathstroke was being hunted by those people and was forced to hide and evade. Of course he knew what kind of fighting power those emotionless guys had.

Because of this, he knew even more how powerful and terrifying the guy wielding the sword was.

If it were in the outside world, Deathstroke wouldn't feel scared and stagnant. But this is a small island, and there is not so much time and other advantages that can give him the advantage and disadvantage of both the enemy and us.

Therefore, Deathstroke chose to hibernate and hide.

He was looking forward to this guy leaving, looking forward to this guy showing his flaws.

But he didn't catch himself, but he caught Oliver.

Oliver is absolutely going to die! And he must die in the hands of his death knell!

After that, what just happened happened. Deathstroke was discovered by Linn and was forced to take a risk and try to fight one against two.

Failed and fled in panic.



"There is still a chance! They will come to me, otherwise they will never dare to leave the island!"

Deathstroke made the right call.

What he knew better than anything else was that the other party would definitely deal with him first and then study the issue of Dejima's departure.

The enemy is in the open and we are in the dark, isn’t this advantage coming back again!

What happened next was the familiar assassination.

Deathstroke thought calmly and rationally, and initially formulated a series of plans.

However, what he was a little bit surprised about was why the other party didn't catch up.

With the opponent's speed, he should be able to catch up and fall right into the trap he prepared.

"What's the reason for this...huh?"

The ground shook slightly.

Deathstroke immediately stopped and looked around, inspecting every unreasonable place.

only……

"This is too unreasonable..."

Under the mask, a drop of cold sweat slipped from Deathstroke's forehead.

He saw that the trees around him seemed to have come alive, waving their branches and vines, and staring at him.

"Ah! I found you! Now...it's your turn to be a ghost~~

Slade..."

sound……

Came from overhead.

Deathstroke looked up and saw that a small patch of sky exposed between the shaking tree crowns was being blocked by a huge monster.

The guy named Linn was standing on top of the monster, bent over, staring at him.

(End of chapter)