Chapter 112: A Terrible Thing
In the temple, the fire burned brightly.
Mo Ye's words brought the problems faced by everyone back to square one.
No, it should be said that it was back when they were still on the snowy field.
The problem is how to kill as many mechanical sentinels as possible and obtain the sentinels' energy cores.
This set of rhetoric was by no means a whimsical of Mo Ye for a while, but a direction he came up with after careful consideration.
His advantages in this mission world were previously three.
First, it is extraordinary strength.
Second, there are drawings for high-tech weapons and manufactured weapons.
Third, he knows the plot and knows how to fool in order to be accurate.
But now, his first advantage is gone.
Right.
Nope.
After experiencing a series of traps and being pitted, Mo Ye's own advantage in strength is gone.
To be honest, if he is allowed to go head-to-head with all the mutants here now, without using external forces such as the Huolin Sword, he may not be able to pass the journey with the most powerful strength in the original work.
(Of course, this is talking about the front tank, and it doesn't count with routines or anything like that, it's just a comparison between force values.) )
Because at least one thing - people can fly.
Air-to-ground will always be in an advantageous position.
And his second advantage......
The 'mechanical beasts' have all come out, and the description of the audience and the task rewards given by the "Holy Text", this is an NB incomparable existence, anyway, Mo Xie himself is not confident to go alone, even if he forms a group, he is not sure that he will succeed.
A bounty of 30,000 points......
The previous task of only having 3,000 points had already made Mo Xie to death.
So half of his second advantage has been removed.
Then only the third advantage remains.
Mo Xie has actually seen some comics, but they are all old versions of comics, on the third floor of the orphanage, there is a bookshelf with several comics, among which there are some periodicals of Weiman.
Mo Xie often borrowed books when he was young, but after a long time, he lost interest.
Because that style of painting is really ......
On the premise that there is a better choice, I'm afraid that no one will choose to look at that style of painting.
(It's true, the style of comics, or European and American comics of that era, is really unacceptable...... )
So Mo Xie then invested in the 'Dragon Ball Divine Cult'.
But even after such a brief period of contact, he knew something.
For example, the water in Marvel is actually very deep.
For example, don't always keep your eyes on the earth.
On the alien planet, there are enemies that far surpass the sentinels in strength and numbers.
If you really can't do it when the time comes, it's a big deal to lure those enemies down.
In the face of 'mechanical beasts', sentinels, humans and mutants, it is quite possible that they will destroy the sentinels and 'mechanical beasts' first.
But these are all ways to do it, at least until the last moment, Mo Ye will never consider this method.
"How much do you have to kill?"
"How? They all come in droves, and even one sentry is enough for all of us to eat!"
"It's crazy!"
The crowd spoke.
Indeed, the mechanical sentinels on the snowfield are degraded versions, and their strength is not at all the same level as the sentinels outside.
"So, are we going back to the snowfield to hunt down the sentinels?"
Stormgirl suggested.
"No, we're going to take out a few human bases, and we don't have to go all of them. ”
Mo Xie waved his right index finger in front of the Storm Girl.
He said terrible things.
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Ruins, in the rain.
There is still a very objective energy source in the nuclear power plant that has been abandoned for many years, and when the 'Feathered Serpent' retracts its head from the pit, it has a flash of silver electricity on its body.
"Roar!"
As its body writhed, it let out a roar of unknown meaning.
It seemed to be satisfied with the energy that had just been plundered, and it seemed to hate the liquid that kept falling from the sky.
It's raining heavily.
As a mechanical structure, the 'Feathered Serpent' does not like to get rainy.
So it flapped its wings and soared.
Its movements were smoother than the last time it took off, and there were even a few spots in its belly that glowed.
They were thrusters, and the 'Feathered Serpent' didn't use them much for the time being due to the lack of energy in the body.
And now, it's 'full'.
Now it has the strength to make a long trip.
It's just that I don't know where its next stop will be.
Judging by the direction in which it is currently taking off, I am afraid it is the West.
However, all the while, it didn't notice that a pair of eyes were staring at it from a distance.
"Monster...... ......'re gone?"
The man's voice was trembling.
His body was inevitably drenched, like a chicken in soup.
He used his stiff hands and feet to move himself back to his hiding place, where he had some clothes to change.
Of course, these clothes are from dead people outside, and coincidentally, they are all of similar styles.
Each coat comes with a hood, but the color varies from light gray to pure black.
Each pair of pants is sporty and baggy, so you can put a few more on it to keep out the cold.
The man changed his clothes, and he shivered as if he were sifting chaff.
"Where's the necklace?"
After changing his clothes, he instinctively fished his hand into his neck.
And yet he didn't touch anything.
His neck was empty, except for a layer of old skin that had been soaked in the rain and his hands were blackened.
There is no necklace.
"Ahh
He suddenly screamed, as if he had encountered the most terrible thing in the world.
He rushed out of his sheltered hideout, his hands and feet stiff like him, and for a time he ran the level of a world champion in the 100-meter race.
There are bones everywhere in the rain, but where can I find his necklace?!
He followed the route he had just walked all the way back to the top of the corpse pile, and then searched all the way back from that position.
He looked so seriously that he even simulated his own motion of tumbling off the pile of corpses.
He turned over the corpses one by one, the smell of decay was suffocating, some of the corpses were already in a state of separation, he had to reach out and pull the carrion off the corpses.
He had already searched for all the places he should be looking for, but he didn't see even a trace of the necklace.
"Ahh
He held his head, helpless as a child.
That necklace is probably an extremely important thing to him......
He was completely drenched in the rain again, but this time, he had no intention of returning to his hiding place.
In the rain, the man buried his head in the pile of corpses, allowing the temperature on his body to be taken away little by little by the rain.