"Mo Poor!What is it!Tell me what it is!" The old ghost's voice sounded in the headset.

But Mo Qian didn't have time to pay attention to it, and when he was about to shoot, he directly threw the rifle in his hand.

"Bell!"

The automatic rifle was like a throwing knife, crashing into the volley of sledgehammers.

Sure enough, the sledgehammer directly smashed the rifle into a black long sword, which may also be made of bullet material, dozens of finely broken clasp-like bronze decorations.

On the other hand, the hammer was only a slight pause, and then continued to pick it up.

Isn't this thing capable of smashing all matter into a sword?

"What about the sword...... Mo Qian couldn't think about it, he could only fight.

In an instant, he squatted down sharply, half of his body leaned back, slightly distancing himself from the hammer that was coming towards his head.

At the same time, his right leg jerked with all his might, and the volley fell backwards into the black sword forged from the rifle.

This kick was powerful and heavy, and it shot the black sword directly at the hammer with extreme speed.

"Ding!"

The hammer was finally smashed, and it flew out of the air, passing over the ink and crashing into the ground a few meters away.

I saw that the metal floor had an area of more than four meters that exploded into a sword, and I could directly see the passage of the lower floor.

Mo Qian fell to the ground, his heart beating violently, his whole body was hot, and he felt that he was on the verge of death just now.

No, it still is, because the hammer is flying up again.

And, this time it's faster!

"Ding!"

Mo Qian quickly got up, pounced on the sword in that place, grabbed one and threw it over.

Undoubtedly, with the utmost precision.

But...... This time it was a head-on impact, and the hammer only paused, stepped back slightly, and continued to pounce.

Mo Qian didn't know if he could grab the sword and cut the hammer, so he could only retreat on the ground and throw the sword casually.

If it weren't for the great increase in his cardiopulmonary ability, his strength at this moment was much greater than that of ordinary people, and he was afraid that he would not be able to stop this hammer.

But even so, this is not a cure for the symptoms, and the sledgehammer is still approaching him in general, and once it hits him, he is afraid that he will definitely die.

Suddenly, an unkempt shadow rushed over, biting down on a sword that had bounced in mid-air, slashing directly at the hammer.

It's Feitou Man 202, and this guy flew back to help.

Obviously, it was also the same as Mo Qian in the distance, it understood the hammer a little, and when it saw that Mo Qian was in danger, he immediately rushed to help, gritting his teeth and squeezing his sword to hinder the hammer.

Its help is still useful, after all, this guy has more strength and speed than Mo Qian.

Mo Qian relies on absolute hits, and there is no need to talk about the accuracy of the flying sword, and the speed of 202 is fast, so it is not good to throw, and it is always okay to bite the sword and chase the hammer.

With a clang, the hammer was pushed away, and SCP-202's teeth fell out and shattered into a pile of swords.

It didn't turn into a sword entirely, and I don't know if it was because of the sword block, or because 202 had some kind of defensive characteristic.

"Old ghost! it's a hammer!β-300!" Mo Qian finally relented and hurriedly shouted.

When the old ghost heard this, he hurriedly said: "Don't touch it, it can forge everything into a sword!"

"I know that it can't forge a sword into a sword, so the sword can block and suppress it. Mo Qian said.

The old ghost said: "No, don't hold the sword in your own hand to suppress it, even if you are only shocked by it through the sword, you will still be forged and smashed into a human sword!"

"Unless, unless, someone can hold a sword and collide with a hammer, and not feel the force of the shock. ”

Mo Qian suddenly understood, no wonder 202 fought with a sword and a hammer, but only his teeth were forged.

It's just that 202 is too strong, and the interaction force can only be felt by the teeth.

As soon as I thought about it, it was a few more clanging sounds, only to see that 202's jaw was gone, and half of his face turned into a sword and fell, leaving only most of his head still floating.

Now it couldn't hold the sword anymore, and when it saw the hammer coming, it had to turn around and run.

"I'll lead it around twice, and you'll ask how to contain it!" 202 said, flying away to lure the hammer away.

If this guy hadn't run faster than anyone else before, Mo Qian would have almost thought that his character was the Virgin.

But it obviously can't be the Virgin, because it can't 'die', 202 can't die, if it did, it would have been destroyed long ago, on the contrary, once it 'died', it would be reborn back to the state of flying heads, and it was rampant. So whatever it thinks it is, it can't be destroyed, otherwise it's tantamount to refreshing.

The Blue and White Society wants it to cherish its own life, and it must have a strong desire to survive and be in awe. In order to facilitate control, there is a lot of kindness and will, and they are willing to contribute when they can, which can be described as quite complicated.

"If only it could lure the hammer away......" Mo Qian frowned.

Mo Qian and the old ghost communicated quickly, and the Blue and White Society could contain it once, so naturally there would be corresponding containment measures.

The old ghost told it that the hammer would not be fixed on a target, and that it would often change targets and strike at them, giving priority to nearby ones.

Hammer whoever you want, whether it's people or things.

In other words, although it can forge anything, it does not necessarily hit the target, and its speed is equivalent to the force of a normal person throwing the hammer out, and the same is true of the force.

Its truly terrifying absolute nature lies in its automatic flight and death at the touch.

"Ahh

Sure enough, 202 was extremely fast, and it jumped far away at once, and the hammer did not chase it, drawing an arc and slashing towards the brown hair, 202 could not rely on speed to lure it away, on the contrary, it could only rely on speed to protect itself.

202 also realized this, so he could only stay from a distance and watch, his mouth was gone, and he couldn't help at the moment, so he rushed over and just sent it.

The brown hair was still staring at the painting dutifully, looking nervous but intent.

The hammer struck, and he didn't move, he didn't know it.

"Squat!" Mo Qian shouted, and the brown hair crouched down without thinking about it, regardless of whether he told it to himself or not.

"Ding!" a flying sword slammed into the hammer, relieving it slightly, but it was also powerless.

"Smash me!" Blonde had finished eating at the moment, and he rushed anxiously to save Brown Hair, but it was too late.

At the last moment, it was Mo Qian who flew up violently and kicked the back of the blonde hair.

I saw the blonde swoop in the air, spanning more than two meters away, and hitting the sledgehammer with his head.

"Bell!"

The blonde was jumped by the fish, then flew the hammer and fell to the ground.

He quickly got up, touched his head, and was fine!

"Nice! I'm fine!" said blonde.

"Only you can touch it! Send it into the 'sword prison' in the room, and you can suppress it with a strong magnetic force. Mo Qian shouted.

Communicating with the old ghost, he already knows how to contain the hammer, the so-called sword prison, which is a cage made of various special swords, mainly composed of six giant swords.

The specially designed sword body inspires a strong magnetic force when charged, and can firmly hold the hammer on it.

Under normal circumstances, the sword is the only thing that can touch the hammer, and the speed and strength of the hammer are not absolute, or even limited, but it seems to never stop.

Then using a strong magnetic force can suppress it, so that it can't fly around.

The power outage just now caused the magnetic force to decline, and the hammer gradually broke free from the sword prison, smashed through a wall and flew out.

Touching it is forged, which means that Mo Qian can't touch it at all, which is tantamount to suicide.

The only person present who could hold the hammer without being forged into a sword was the blonde hair that could turn on 'Ten Seconds of Impery'.

"Da Da Da!"

Mo Poor raised his spare gun and shot the blonde in succession, because his time was almost up.

The blonde was stunned for a moment, nodded heavily, and said, "Understood, I'll suppress it!"

After being shot a few times, the blonde finally burst out of food again, which meant that he had another ten seconds of immunity.

"Come on!" said blonde, munching on chocolate as she pounced on the hammer that flew again.

"Bang!" blonde picked up with his head as he put his hands in his mouth.

After hitting it twice in a row, the hammer smashed into Xiao Feng again, as if he didn't want to smash the blonde hair.

Seeing this, the blonde thought to himself, so he directly stuffed the remaining bit of beef jerky into his mouth, and pounced on it with his free hand.

He grabbed the hammer and pulled it back with all his might.

The hammer moved around in his hand, flying left and right, but it was still held by the blonde hands, and there was no escape.

Countless sword-shaped air currents emitted with the swing, and it looked as if the blonde hair was using an iron hammer to release sword qi......

The blonde hair was pulled by the hammer, staggered a few steps and could not stand steadily, and slammed directly against the wall beside him, and suddenly crackled and smashed many swords.

"Hurry, you're running out of time!" Mo Qian shouted, and at the same time, together with Xiao Feng, he quickly took out the backup generator to restore the magnetic power of the sword prison.

"Hmm...... I know......" The blonde still chewed beef jerky in her mouth, hummed and stood still, then dragged the hammer flying in mid-air to the room with her eyes glared.

I don't know if it also has a temper, but after the hammer slammed twice in other directions, it turned around sharply, and a hammer smashed into the blonde's face.

Then he picked it up and smashed it at the blonde head, and the bell rattled.

Because the blonde was holding the hammer tightly, it looked like he couldn't think of it himself, and he smashed the heavenly spirit cover with the hammer.

"Bell ......"

The blonde smashed himself with a hammer as she walked into the room, nothing at all, nothing to do.

At this time, the power supply has been restored, and the surrounding area is brightly lit.

But time was running out, and Mo Qian held up his gun and shouted: "No, you can't do it, let go of it." ”

"Shet, almost!" Blonde was already in front of the sword prison.

"Let go!" Mo Qian said, counting in his heart, and shot directly at the blonde in about nine seconds, anyway, when the time comes, there is always a bullet that can trigger.

But only if the blonde releases the hammer, otherwise the bullet will not be able to trigger faster than the hammer that is constantly held in his hand.

The blonde naturally didn't dare to be greedy, and immediately let go of the hammer.

Blonde spread his hand to meet the bullet fired by Mo Qian on his forehead, but he was startled, only to see that the hammer did not fly away automatically after he let go, as everyone expected, but spread it along his hand, as if it was glued to it.

"What!" Mo Qian's eyes widened.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the blonde hair spilling food on his body, and in an instant, chocolate and beef jerky were scattered all over the ground......

It's a big explosion!

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