Oh!
A low growl came from No. 4's throat. His footsteps stomped heavily on the ground, leaving a deep pit with each step.
Amid the splashing cement, his huge body rushed forward fiercely.
In his hand, he swung the 1.7-meter-long long-handled battle axe with tremendous force, and the axe blade was so sharp that it seemed to even split the air.
The thick fog parted to both sides along the battle axe.
“The momentum is good... but the speed is too slow...”
Solo, who was wearing jeans, still stood there, as if he didn't take No. 4 seriously at all. He just watched the huge figure like a bunker rushing towards him quietly, and at a certain moment his eyes suddenly turned silver, as if spewing out white light.
"Telekinesis. Rapid-fire engine!"
Solo's right hand holding the gun suddenly became blurred.
"Telekinetic shock bomb!"
"Telekinetic penetrating bullet!"
"Telekinetic blaster!"
"Telekinetic Spin Bomb!"
"… "
Bang bang bang bang bang!
All the gunshots were connected, as if Solo had only fired one shot. But in fact, six bullets hit No. 4's strong body at the same time, causing an explosion like light and shadow.
Thump thump thump!
Number Four retreated at high speed, each step leaving cracks on the concrete floor. He groaned, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his ferocious mouth. In the previous moment, the effects of the six sub-munitions were all detonated, violently pouring firepower on Number Four's strong body.
Moreover, each bullet hits a different location.
The bullets were fired at the most effective positions on No. 4's body. For example, the stun grenades were fired at the knees in an attempt to disrupt his balance; the explosive grenades were fired at the hands holding No. 4's weapons in an attempt to disarm him; and the penetrating grenades were fired at the throat, which was the fatal spot for most creatures with necks.
If it weren't for the rich beast blood in No. 4's body, his physique would be much stronger than usual after he turned into an orc. I'm afraid all of Solo's goals would be achieved, and No. 4 would not just be slightly injured.
"You are so proud of yourself that you can take six of my bullets at the same time." Solo's eyes returned to normal and he said lightly.
The golden gun in his hand turned back to silver, and the feather-like glowing pattern on the back of the barrel also dimmed.
With a slight flick of the finger, the cylinder opened with a click.
It snapped shut again in an instant.
Solo completed the reloading at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
"Haha, you are indeed quite capable. But you have three burdens with you, and my team has surrounded you."
Number Four nailed the battle axe in his hand to the ground, stretched out his big purple hand and casually picked out a bullet fragment from his chest.
The mist behind him surged, and in an instant, more than a dozen black figures appeared on the cement road. Stiff and ferocious faces looked at Solo, and a solemn atmosphere gradually spread.
************************
"Damn it, let me die!"
The magician was roaring in his heart, and he felt that he was almost exhausted. It was like being roasted in a big furnace, and his clothes were completely soaked with sweat.
Too many... too many steam golems!
He had already forgotten how many steam golems he had encountered. It was like poking a hole in the steam golems' nest. Golems kept spawning nearby, and then rushed towards him with a very clear goal.
The magician had almost squeezed his telekinesis to the limit. If the telekinesis in his mind was likened to a stream, then the stream had dried up. But perhaps because of his strong desire to survive, the magician was able to force out some telekinesis for emergency use when he encountered danger several times afterwards, and he himself felt very magical.
Even in this terrifying situation of walking a tightrope between life and death, the magician vaguely felt that his telekinesis had improved and was about to break through the original bottleneck.
However, if he had a choice, he would rather not have such progress in his telekinesis and just survive in peace and stability.
"Huh..."
A cloud of cold mist appeared not far away, and the steam puppet inside came out, with red light in its eyes like searchlights.
"Again!" the magician wailed and ran away again.
He staggered out of the forest and came to a wide and flat concrete road, then ran non-stop towards the villa.
Behind him, the steam puppet was broken into two by a figure rushing towards him violently, and rubble fell like raindrops.
Kaxiu stopped in a clearing in the woods. He looked to the left and right and saw two more groups of gray-black mist gradually forming.
It goes without saying that there is a steam puppet inside.
The entire Antar Mountains seemed to have undergone some changes. These inferior imitations of the corrupt knights continued to be born, and the density was extremely alarming. He destroyed at least twenty along the way.
If you take a bird's eye view of the entire Anta Mountains from a high altitude.
In fact, the density of steam puppets is not very high. The range of their birth is two parallel lines, winding and twisting. And it just happens to overlap with the direction in which the magician Kaxiu and the other three are moving.
In other words.
The steam golem was created by the aura of three people.
Going a little deeper, the steam puppets were born by the attraction of Kashu's life essence. If it were just the magician and the catwoman, only one or two of them would be attracted.
How could there be thirty or forty of them like now
Kaxiu thought that the steam puppet was a common phenomenon, but in fact he was the culprit. If the magician knew, he would definitely be very grateful to him. He repeatedly broke through the bottleneck of telekinesis between life and death. What a dramatic and heroic plot!
Bang!
The soles of your feet lightly touch the ground.
Kaxiu flew out at high speed, grabbed the tree with his hands, and turned slightly. He suddenly appeared on the road outside, his shoes stepping on the hard concrete ground.
Ten meters in one swoop, quite easy.
I looked up at the sky, and saw tiny stars twinkling and a white jade-colored sickle moon suspended in the sky. The soft light sprinkled on people's shoulders, accompanied by the cool evening breeze, giving people a soft and peaceful feeling, and an inexplicable silence in their hearts.
In front of me, a black street lamp stood beside the road.
The light was dim, vaguely illuminating the leaves on the driveway and a few weeds growing with difficulty between the cracks in the road.
Kaxiu took a few steps forward and then stopped.
Around the black street lamp, at the edge of the woods next to the driveway, a long-haired man in a gray windbreaker was leaning against a tree trunk, clicking something with his head down.
In the palm of his hand was what appeared to be a silver metal pocket watch.
Kaxiu raised his eyebrows. A bunch of steam puppets appeared in the Antar Mountains. The density was amazing, and there was one every 100 meters. This man in front of him was out at night
Do you think you are not dying fast enough
He casually patted the stone powder on his hair, took a few steps forward, and said, "Hey, it's dangerous around here, don't stay here for a long time. By the way, what time is it now?"
“Crack.”
The cover of the silver pocket watch in the long-haired man's hand was closed.
"Do you have the breath of a steam puppet?" He straightened up slightly. He was tall and thin. His facial features were deep and his temperament was cold. His long black hair fell behind the collar of his windbreaker.
A cold wind blew, and the ends of her hair fluttered slightly in the air.
A show-off, this was Kaxiu's first impression. And there was an unquestionable feeling in his tone, like a superior person talking to an inferior person, revealing a hint of arrogance from the bottom of his heart.
Seeing that Kaxiu was silent, the long-haired man glanced over again.
"Answer my question. He is just an ordinary human being, so why does he have the aura of a puppet?"
He still had the same tone, and gently opened the silver pocket watch in his hand. The long-haired man looked at the time on the dial again.
Kaxiu listened to the other party's tone and smiled coldly: "You haven't answered my question just now. What time is it now?"
"Hehe..." The long-haired man laughed for no apparent reason, as if he had not expected someone to dare to talk to him like that. He immediately became interested: "If you want to check the time, just come over and check it yourself..."
Kaxiu said nothing, but walked over silently and took off his newly bought black coat.
"Why are you taking off your clothes?" the long-haired man asked curiously.
"Oh, I like this coat very much, but I'm afraid it might get dirty."
boom!!!
A terrifying figure stood in the moonlight, with blood vessels on the surface of his swollen body like twisted and bouncing steel wires. His bulging rock-white muscles were like a layer of the thickest armor, interpreting the ultimate strength and beauty. From a distance, he looked like a killing machine, a rock-white giant.
Under the giant's left armpit was a small black jacket.
A black shadow that seemed like a giant ancient beast completely enveloped the long-haired man. He was not even as thick as the shadow's arm.
"I..." The long-haired man widened his eyes.
Bang!
The turbulent shock wave turned into air currents and rushed away, causing the surrounding leaves to rustle and the ground to shake as if a steamroller was passing by.
"You're quite rich. You wear three rings on your hands, looking like a nouveau riche." Kaxiu straightened up slightly and picked up the silver pocket watch on the ground. There was a skull on the dial.
"The watch is not bad. It belongs to me."
With a click, the cover opened like a clam shell. The fine metal shafts and gears inside slowly rotated, and the door light emitted a dim light inside the yellow glass. The structure of the pocket watch was complex and delicate.
The smooth dial showed: 10:20 p.m.
"By the way, what did he ask me just now?"
Kaxiu muttered something to the twitching mass on the ground, then took a step forward and put his coat back on.
Behind him, the entire concrete driveway collapsed in half, with spider-web-like black cracks spreading out more than ten meters to both sides. In the center of the radial cracks, a pit collapsed deeply, and inside was a bloody mass.
Near the villa, fierce fighting is still going on.
But there were already a few fewer people on the battlefield. Apart from the bodies lying on the ground, Ali and the other three were missing. Solo had just exploded and covered the three little brats to leave.
On the road, only Team 4 of the White Skull Organization was left to besiege Solo. More than a dozen powerful new humans used various abilities to suppress Solo.
Huh!
The black shadow slashed the ground heavily with a whistling sound.
The heavy axe blade directly split a huge gap in the ground, and the gravel at the gap bounced off and hit the tough jeans.
"Solo, is all you can do is hide? Do you have the guts to take my axe head on?" shouted the tall shadow with a dog's head and a human body.
"Then you stand still and don't move. Let me shoot a volley of full-power telekinetic bullets!" Solo stepped lightly, and moved around like a butterfly under the attack of the crowd, with the corners of his clothes fluttering and unrestrained.
Although he was at a disadvantage, he was not in a very bad state.
Every time Solo moved his feet, the revolver in his hand would sound. Telekinetic bullets with different effects flew wildly, with amazing power. Since the beginning of the battle, at least three members of Team 4 have died from bullets.
This is Solo's own telekinetic gun fighting technique, which combines telekinetic body skills with gun skills. It can make every bullet appear in an unexpected position, with a sharp trajectory, and even change direction at a critical moment. And the power of the bullet is far beyond the ordinary.
Amplified by different telekinetic effects, it becomes unpredictable.
This is also the reason why he can still handle the siege of multiple powerful enemies with ease. Of course, at this moment, Solo still remains vigilant, because the one who is entangled with him now is just a captain-level figure and a small team.
In addition, the White Skull Organization sent out at least two captains this time, both of whom were ranked very high. They were number five, number four, and number two, all of whom were stronger than the number six captain last time.
If any two of the captains joined forces, Solo would be defeated immediately. In fact, if it was number two, there was no need for them to join forces at all. In a one-on-one fight, Solo was not absolutely sure of winning.
After all, the fallen angel Miguel was the second only to the number one leader of the White Skull Organization. Miguel had been notorious for his evil deeds over the past decade. There were five recorded deaths of "A"-level new humans at his hands, and even more unrecorded deaths. He was extremely bloodthirsty and powerful. Five years ago, three "A"-level new humans besieged Miguel, but one of them was killed in return.
The other two were seriously injured and suffered heavy losses.
Solo was not confident enough facing such a master.
During this trip to the Anta Mountains, the Silver Organization also had experts hiding in the dark, and they are probably already trying to take action.
Hopefully, they don't run into the fallen angel Miguel.
More support from the Silver Organization was on the way. After confirming yesterday that the third captain was Miguel, Solo had already informed the organization. But unfortunately, the Silver Organization would not arrive until tomorrow morning.
"Haha, no need to hide it, I can see the worry in your eyes! Number Two should have already slaughtered those ants in your Silver Organization. It won't be long before he will..."
Suddenly, in the fog on the right side of the road, a burst of hurried footsteps interrupted No. 4's words. A moment later, a half-cat, half-human figure appeared in everyone's sight. A few seconds later, a flustered magician also rushed over.
The two men froze in place when they saw the fierce battle scene in front of them. The clock logos on the arms of these men in black were extremely conspicuous. They turned out to be the notorious White Skull Organization!
Catwoman's head turned stiffly and looked at the tall figure of Captain Four: "White Skull, Battle Axe Qui-Gon!"
"It's over... It's really over this time..."
The magician muttered to himself, his eyes dull. He also recognized the White Skulls, an extremist organization among the new humans. The scene before him was obvious. He would definitely be silenced by the White Skulls.
Ta-ta-ta…
Another sound of hurried footsteps was heard in the gray-black fog.
A tall young man in a black coat strode over, playing with a silver pocket watch in his hand.
He glanced at Solo and the White Skull Organization.
Finally, he fixed his gaze on the magician.
"Hey, what's your name? I like you..."