Black Claw jumped off the wall, killed several Terrors, and knocked down a Tyrannosaurus that was fighting fiercely with the mechanical guards. Finally, his eyes were fixed on the black Tyrannosaurus that was rampaging through the crowd.
Black Claw found an interested opponent, kicked off his limbs, and charged, knocking over several Terrors blocking the way. He first shot the Tyrannosaurus in the head with an air cannon, then jumped up high, hooked the Tyrannosaurus's neck, and bit him. Go down.
The Tyrannosaurus rex fell to the ground, and the black claws bit it four times in a very short time. A large piece of meat on the Tyrannosaurus's neck was completely torn to pieces, and a large amount of blood poured out from it. The Tyrannosaurus rex wanted to resist, and the black claws breathed out and sprayed on the ground. On the face of the Tyrannosaurus Rex, the Tyrannosaurus Rex wailed in pain again, and its black claws continued to bite the Tyrannosaurus Rex's body.
"What kind of dragon is this?"
Black Claw continues to evolve and grow, and its appearance is completely different from that of Deinonychus. Compared to the skinny Deinonychus, Black Claw is quite fat. It can not only walk on two legs but also run on all fours. It is really a different animal.
The fearful leader had no time to save his beast. Several green sword lights struck him. The two tribesmen next to him were as fragile as paper figures and were easily torn apart. The fearful leader was covered in blood.
A not tall human warrior came over, with black hair and black eyes, and black armor. He held a long sword in each hand. His cyan cloak was stained with frightening blood, and his back was fluttering.
Ye Qianqiu began to speak unclearly: "Get out of the way... This is... my prey!"
"Your condition is not good!" Zhang Mu cast a spiritual curse seal on Ye Qianqiu: "Let me do it!"
The soul seal temporarily suppresses violence and murderous thoughts. In fact, Ye Qianqiu is confident enough to defeat the terrifying leader. However, if he cannot control himself and completely turns into a ghost, the consequences will be disastrous. The soul seal cannot last long, more than ten seconds at most. , Ye Qianqiu will completely lose control.
"Okay, let me give you a chance!"
This time, Ye Qianqiu was not stubborn, but solved the ghost-god transformation. It was not that he really wanted to give in, but Ye Qianqiu felt that only victory with one's own will can be called victory. If your body is controlled by the thoughts of ghosts and gods, even if you defeat a stronger opponent, it has nothing to do with you.
The leader of the fearful people looked at Zhang Mu and Ye Qianqiu with great interest: "The first and second strongest in the human race? That's all. As long as I kill you, my status in the clan will be greatly increased!"
"Yeah?"
Zhang Mu didn't say any more words. He used a unique move as soon as he made a move. The sword in his left hand was covered by the hot lava, and the scorching heat made the air slightly distorted.
The fearful leader showed a solemn look: "This aura... is it a dragon skill?"
Zhang Mu held the flaming sword and said calmly: "That's right, I'll send you to death!"
Shunpo!
Wolf leaps!
Eagle strike!
A brilliant cyan sword light came towards you!
"What a speed!"
He was afraid of blocking the attack, but due to the hasty attack, he still staggered back two steps. Zhang Mu gently moved his left hand, and the long sword came out. He used flying sword skills to control it, so that the weapon could be released without dissipating the skill. It was feared that the person would be unprepared, and his chest would be directly pierced and nailed to the ground.
Zhang Mu sneered disdainfully: "The eleventh-ranked warrior who fears the human race?"
"No!"
The leader of the Terror screamed in terror, and a blast of flames erupted, tearing him into countless pieces in an instant, and then he was burned to ashes, and several trophies fell to the ground.
died!
Everyone's faces were ashen, and they never expected that a well-known strong man in the clan would be killed by Zhang Mu in an instant.
Terror underestimates the strength of the human race, and only thinks that humans are a weak and humble race. He never expected that the strength of the human race is beyond imagination, and the strong humans of the human race are not inferior to the top warriors of the Terror.
The scavengers no longer had the will to fight and just escaped from the station. Why did they care whether they could win or not
The leader of the Terror clan died in the battle, which can be imagined as a blow to morale. However, the Terror clan's fighting ability is still fierce, especially the crazed Tyrannosaurus, which is too destructive. It's just that the morale of the human race has been greatly boosted, and each of them is extremely brave. With the help of the cold and powerful mechanical race, the chaotic Terror is still invincible.
In the end, more than 600 corpses were abandoned at the station, and they took off their armor and fled to the wilderness.
The final winner belongs to mankind.
"No need to chase for now, treat the wounded and clean up the battlefield."
Zhang Mu suspected that the human race had more follow-up troops and did not dare to attack rashly. Sorting out the loot was the top priority.
Before joining the battle, Terror would not put anything in his backpack. The loot that dropped from his roar were all the equipment on Terror. They were basically bronze-quality equipment, which had little value to Zhang Mu.
Intelligent races have a higher explosion rate of skill books than monsters, with one book dropping for every dozen Terrors. Therefore, the skill books are quite harvested, but except for the terrifying boss, there are no skill books above E level.
It’s also worth mentioning that the scavengers and scavengers did not drive away when they fled.
They were all left at the station and ended up becoming part of the human race's trophies.
Zhang Mu checked the vehicles one by one, sifting through the ones that were still usable, and finally found 5 small armored vehicles and 8 off-road trucks. These cars were all damaged, but not too seriously. Zhang Mu's intermediate mechanical activation skills were enough to repair them.
Leng Yun wore a white robe and walked over with a long staff in hand, and asked curiously: "Can this car really be driven?"
Zhang Mu was instructing the mercenaries to drag the car into the station. He nodded and said, "Although the structure of the car is very different from that of vehicles on Earth, its operation is simpler and more flexible. Let's go back to Shuguang Camp and go to the library to buy some relevant information. I I hope I can learn it quickly.”
"The Huangquan mercenaries finally have a car!" Du Rongrong climbed onto an armored vehicle and said excitedly, "From now on, you can go out by car. Not only does it save energy, it's also much safer."
"These vehicles are made entirely of level 2 materials and are very strong and strong. As long as a twenty-something level warrior does not use D-level skills to attack, it will be difficult to destroy the vehicle in one go. We will be much safer if we go out by car."
In this battle, more than 146 people were killed, and 241 people were seriously injured or disabled and were temporarily unable to participate in the battle. In addition, the losses at the station were not light. 29 mechanical guards were killed, and most of them were smashed by the Tyrannosaurus. Only 7 of them were worth repairing, and the rest were completely turned into scrap metal.
Zhang Mu ordered the mercenaries to take off the intimidating equipment, although most of the equipment was destroyed in the battle or exploded as trophies and became equipment used by the human race. However, on average, three or four pieces were left behind every day. In the end, more than 1,500 pieces of unusable alien equipment were harvested.
These equipments are race-restricted, and humans cannot even see their attributes, so they cannot be stored in backpacks and have no practical value. Although you can take it back and sell it to the camp by the pound, the quantity is too large and transporting it will take a lot of manpower and material resources! The money I earned in the end was not enough to pay for the round trip fare!
In general, destruction is the correct approach. Avoid being snatched back and reused by the Terran Horrors.
"Find something to wrap up the broken copper and scrap iron, and put them all together!"
Zhang Mu took out a storage capsule and stored more than 1,500 pieces of equipment in the capsule. Storage capsules have a characteristic. When the stored items have attributes, only one item can be stored at a time. As for non-attributes, there is no limit. As long as it does not exceed the upper limit of the weight, you can stuff it in as much as you can.
Sold them all to a mysterious businessman, and I don’t know how much they could fetch.
Lei Ming walked up to Zhang Mu with a solemn expression and said: "The losses at this station are not small. A total of 146 mercenaries were killed. In addition, 53 Huangquan mercenaries were killed or wounded, including 11 elite soldiers. The number of people who were afraid of the people was almost as many as ours." Five times. On the surface, we won. In fact, our warriors were no better than the Terrors, and were even slightly weaker. If we had not had the defensive advantage and the powerful mechanical clan assisted in the battle, it is estimated that the casualties would not have been too great. "
The mercenaries were carrying the bodies of their companions, especially those whose close friends and relatives had died in the battle. There was no joy of victory, only deep pain and hatred. Chen Xiaoguo and a group of Fengyue mercenary women were crying red-eyed around several bloody corpses.
Du Rongrong ran to comfort Chen Xiaoguo: "Xiaoguo, don't cry, we should become strong!"
Chen Xiaoguo's cute face with a little baby fat was covered with uncoagulated blood: "Why do we have to fight all day long? Why doesn't the master let everyone live in peace?"
Du Rongrong couldn't find the answer even if she imagined it.
No one can tell what kind of existence the master is.
The supreme and top civilization in the universe
Or is it the real God
I have to admit that the Terror Race is really strong.
Although the number of more than a thousand mercenaries guarding the station is not large, they are the strongest troops in the entire camp, including many masters from Huangquan. The fearful warriors are just ordinary elites and are by no means the strongest team. The combined strength of the two races makes it very obvious who is stronger and who is weaker.
"The human race grows faster than the human race. As long as it survives the difficult period, its strength will grow rapidly!"
Lei Ming continued: "The Horrors, Dogmen, and Goblins are all qualified to pose a threat to human existence. If the three races are growing too fast, they will join forces to deal with the humans first, and then we will have no chance of winning."
"The three races will probably give priority to dealing with the human race. It is unlikely that they will join forces completely. They are also hostile to each other. No one wants to lose in the race war and become an inferior race with no future. Only by leaving the Dawn Region can we gain Higher development, so it is difficult to trust each other! Let’s not talk about this for now, hurry up and organize the battlefield, I suspect that the fearful people will launch an attack.”
Zhang Mu and Lei Ming went to appease the mercenaries, and everyone helped pile the bodies outside the station. Because the battle was so brutal, ordinary injuries would not cause death at all. Everyone who died in the battle died in a horrible way. The bodies were so broken that it was impossible to tell who was who, so they had to be cremated in a unified manner.
Under the red sky, a huge fire was burning in the wilderness, and thick black smoke was rising upwards.
Hundreds of mercenaries stood guard near the burning fire, watching the flames and remaining silent.
Another group of people died!
The one lying inside today is a comrade-in-arms, but I don’t know if one day I will be the one lying in the flames!
Not even a chance to be cremated!
This kind of living is one day at a time, and I don’t know when it will end.
Perhaps, there will never be an end!
In fact, the mercenary's emotions were not greatly affected. Death is something that makes people fear and sad. When it happens every day and in large numbers, people will gradually become numb.
Everyone picked up the ashes and put them in bags. When they returned to the station, the mechanical warriors were busy repairing the walls and city gates. These emotionless mechanical beings were always in order and maintained the highest efficiency. The mercenaries dug wells and washed the blood from the minced meat on the ground, while the corpses of the terrorists were hoisted and hung on the wall.
I'm afraid people will come again.
Zhang Mu waited patiently.