Chapter 347: Tyrannical and Raging (Three More Votes, Monthly Tickets, Recommended Tickets)
Rarely has Alvin felt so exhilarating as he does now. β’ With *dream* smallβ’.1a eyes are all enemies, don't worry about accidental injury, don't worry about accidentally destroying or breaking something.
Roaring loudly, he rushed towards the group of soldiers who were shooting at him, Remington in his hand spewing letting deadly flames rapidly.
Alvin likes this stuff, he doesn't need to be accurate, just shoot at a crowded place. Alvin's weapons are never short of power.
A small group of AK47 soldiers fired bullets at the black devil in fear, but unfortunately the 72mm bullets fired by AK47 could not even penetrate the armor made of "tyranny", and the "thorn spirit" on Alvin's body turned out to be an ornament.
I don't know if these soldiers are lucky or unlucky, the bullet can't trigger the "Thorn Spirit" so that they don't get killed by themselves.
Alvin quickly emptied seven bullets from Remington, killing five unlucky men. This is already the highest shooting percentage he has ever made.
And Alvin has discovered a new feature of "tyranny", auto-loading, and the clever "tyranny" is able to attach the bullets from the bullet belt he wrapped to Remington.
Alvin only had to think about it in his head, and a piece of biological tissue could pop up on his wrist and connect to Remington's upper bullet. The bullets on the body will be quickly fed into the chamber.
This is so satisfying, Alvin seems to have incarnated into the little pony in the movie who never runs out of bullets, slowed down, took a calm step, and stubbornly stood up to the bullets fired by AK47, and knocked down the soldiers who tried to block him one by one at close range.
The last soldier emptied the AK47's magazine in despair, roared like madness, pulled out a pistol and shot himself in the head.
This unfortunate ghost has been frightened mad, that black devil, who shot himself three times with Remington and did not kill himself, he must want to kill himself in a more cruel way, I must not let him succeed!
The unlucky ghost's decisive suicide made Alvin stunned for a moment, when did he become so powerful and scare people into suicide, what level is this?
Feeling the pleasurable message of "tyranny" coming from his head, this little thing still looks like a militant. Alvin praised "tyranny" in his head encouragingly, and this little thing actually wrapped up Remington in Alvin's hand as if it were crazy.
Then a message was sent to Alvin to "change the gun".
Alvin put down Remington and watched curiously as a black Remington grew out of his hand, except for the color, the shape was exactly the same as the one he used before.
"Tyrannical" intimately got on a bullet, Alvin tried to pull Remington, it felt no different from the real thing, and shot a running unlucky ghost in the distance, "bang~", it didn't hit, but it scared the unlucky ghost and fell.
"Tyranny" can still do this thing, this is so cool, before Alvin knew that "tyranny" can be transformed into firearms, but unfortunately at the time he thought that he needed to understand the principle of firearms, so he didn't take it too seriously.
It turns out that this little thing still has this ability! Just let it feel it, and it can conjure up guns for its own use. Is there anything more practical than this?
Tentatively slapped a rune ral on the gun, and the Hradic ring on his right hand flashed with light, but it didn't work! Organisms can't seem to be inlaid with runes.
Alvin thought about it, recalled the corpse vine that was opening the killing ring, and pierced himself, and the well-fed corpse vine output a huge amount of pure vitality.
"Tyranny" almost comprehended the use of life energy to materialize the Remington in Alvin's hands.
Alvin tried again, and this time he was not disappointed, and the rune ral was smoothly embedded in the materialized Remington.
Alvin nodded in satisfaction and fired another shot, and the unlucky man who had just fallen in fright was blown up by a scatter bomb not far in front of him. Runic ral, +30 Fire Damage!
Alvin commanded "Tyranny" to melt and recover Remington, and then reassemble again, this time without the need to input energy, and Remington took shape smoothly.
It's just that the rune ral is just dull and inlaid on the gun, and it has lost its magical energy. Alvin touched the rune ral with the energy of the Hradic ring, and he could clearly feel that the rune was activated again.
Looking at the Remington in his hand, Alvin smiled happily, this will save a lot of things in the future.
After taking a look at the chaotic battlefield not far away, Alvin bent down and picked up the Remington he had used before, and buckled the runes embedded in it. The gun is useless.
Alvin counted the bullets on his body with "Tyranny" and found that there were only about thirty left. Laughing and conjuring up the double-edged battle axe that had been experimentally molded by Norman Osborne.
Alvin swung his weighty tomahawk on the spot, roared wildly at the chaotic battlefield not far away, and strode into the battlefield.
That's what he likes, and nothing stands in the way of his tomahawk. Hostage? Ivan is a Russian, and Ivan's friends have to use Russian-style rescue! It's going to be a pleasure!
"Tyranny" intelligently transformed the shape of Alvin's armor, from the original slender and miniature version of the God of War No. 2 to a thicker and more hideous shape.
A panicked armed pickup truck accidentally stood in front of Alvin.
Alvin, who was hot-blooded, slammed his shoulders into the side of the pickup truck, knocking it over.
A huge double-edged tomahawk slashed across the cab of the pickup truck, bringing up a splash of blood!
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General Gezi stood on the balcony, desperately watching the hellish scene in front of him.
Two huge red hungry wolves, easily dismantling their only two tanks into pieces, are chasing down the few armored vehicles that are left.
The reliance he used to rule the island was like a fragile toy, easily torn to pieces by the two giant red wolves.
His own soldiers were stirred into a pot of porridge by two huge vines that came out of nowhere. Every second, a soldier screams and dies.
The hideous-looking black devil, like a wild cavalryman, wielded the terrible battle axe in his hand, and there was not a single living mouth in his pass, and it was difficult to find even a complete corpse.
General Gezi slapped the marble fence on the balcony in fear and anger, "What the hell is going on?" β
An adjutant behind General Gezi glanced at the one-sided battlefield and said in a panic: "General, leave quickly!" Before the devil is killed! We're done! β
General Gezi stared at the chaotic manor square with a cold face, and said, "What about Moro and their people? Are we just abandoned? β
The adjutant said anxiously: "Moreau left here with Braga yesterday, and the people he left behind just went to the woods opposite, but there has been no news for a long time, and I guess they should all be dead."
General, you quickly retreat! β
General Gezi looked back at his loyal adjutant with a dead face, and said softly, "Where else can I go?" β
As he spoke, General Gezi looked at his adjutant and said, "You take Sandra first, I still have a deposit in the bank, give it to her for me, so that she can live a good life in the United States."
Her wish has come true! Hope she's satisfied! β
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Alvin roamed the battlefield, and wherever there was resistance, he was there.
The fragile human body really couldn't stop Alvin's impact, and the tomahawk left a pile of scraps of flesh in its path!
Ghostly speed, immense strength, and an indestructible battle axe made it quick for brave soldiers to be killed.
Some clever soldiers dropped their guns and fell to their knees with their heads in their hands.
As the first soldier to surrender was spared, there seemed to be a chain reaction on the battlefield, and the remaining soldiers began to stop running, dropping their weapons and kneeling on the ground with their heads in their hands.
Alvin swung his battle axe and slashed a young soldier with a childish face and a resolute expression in two.
This unlucky guy didn't want to surrender, and shouted some words that Alvin didn't understand, wanting to encourage his comrades around him to continue fighting. He was also bold enough to hold the bayonet on his rifle and wanted to fight with Alvin. Outcome~~
As the last brave soldier fell, a woman's mournful cry came from the door of the manor's hall, "No~~"!
A good-looking woman in a white dress with wheat-colored skin rushed towards Alvin. At the same time, she was followed by two strong men in black.
Alvin squinted his eyes at the two strong men, smiled and waved to disperse the vines and the two wolves.
It seems that they are no longer needed, and his first rescue operation was so successful!
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"Primer" is a sniper, he is Moreau's subordinate, and has successfully passed the transformation of the magic crystal, and has magical powers. He can increase the power of the bullet in the gun in his hand, as if increasing the number of bullet primers. This is also where his nickname comes from.
However, the big boss, Baron Straker, was very dissatisfied with his ability and felt that it was of no great use, so this "primer" became Moreau's subordinate.
Earlier, he and a few of his companions walked around behind Alvin and Fawkes, ready to give them a "surprise". As a result, six of his battle-hardened elite comrades-in-arms lost news.
As a support, the "Primer" narrowly escaped, he could not see the situation of his comrades, he could only hear their panicked cries from the headphones, and then quickly calmed down!
"Bottomfire" was now standing in the middle of a large tree, with the soles of his feet stepping on the branches, and the safety rope around his waist held him to the tree. A Barrett was rested on a stout branch by him.
Through the 20x mirror on Barrett, "Primer" clearly saw the whole process of Alvin wearing "tyranny" to wreak havoc on the entire battlefield.
"Primer" never fired, as he wasn't sure if Barrett's 27mm bullet would penetrate the black devil's armor. He's waiting for the best moment, and what he has is patience!
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Alvin disarmed, revealing his beach pants and floral shirt underneath. He smiled at the two strong men who ran with the woman in white. Pull out the phone and prepare to inform Ivan that his business is over!
The woman in white was barefoot, covering her mouth and crying bitterly, stepping on the stump and breaking her arm all the way, and ran in front of Alvin. Gritting his teeth, he screamed and cursed sadly, waving his arm and slapping Alvin's right hand holding the phone.
Just as Alvin waved his hand to block the attack of the woman in white and wanted to slap her, a dull gunshot rang out from the woods in the distance.
A silvery white halo exploded on Alvin's head, and the "Thorn Spirit" was activated!
"Primer" didn't look at his results after the shot, he was confident in his marksmanship, and he felt that all he had to do now was to get out of here. There's a ghostly killer in the woods not far away!
Just as "Primer" unbuckled his seat belt and was about to slide under the tree, his body suddenly exploded from the inside.
The eyes of the "Bottom Fire" were incredible, looking at his tattered body, and before he could let out a scream, the whole person was like a piece of rotten meat, falling from the tree, and becoming even worse!
Barrett's 27mm bullet was hit by Alvin with increased power by himself, and then returned to his body four times as different from ordinary people, well~~ Alvin's enemies are usually desperate!
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Alvin grabbed the woman in white by the neckline, ignored her crazy kicks, stared at Barney and Christmas, and said in a deep voice, "Is this the fucking indigenous woman?" Barney, give me a reason not to beat you up! β