Chapter IV. Death of the Samurai

"Tick. Discover the spirit creature of the one-star technology system-Imperial Samurai, the number is one, please be careful!" The boy wore a strange device shaped like a watch on his wrist, which shone with a silvery-white metallic sheen, and suddenly a mechanical sound sounded.

"Oh."

The soldier held the long knife tightly in his hand, and the battle uniform full of science and technology seemed to have the ability to devour light, and the rainforest was extremely dim, and the soldier in the battle suit was completely lost in the boundless darkness

With a deliberately suppressed roar, a needle with the thickness of an embroidery needle quietly stretched out from the handle of the soldier's clenched knife, and pierced directly into the soldier's left hand, and a piercing white light erupted from the blade, directly tearing through the boundless darkness. And the extremely high concentration of adrenaline also flowed down the needle into the soldier's blood vessels at the same time, and flowed down the blood vessels to the whole body

"Di, the Thermal Sword, the standard weapon of the Imperial Samurai, can be directly added to the extreme heat, the power of the Thermal Knife at this time is quite terrifying, with the blessing of spiritual power, it is enough to split the armor of some light vehicles, and at the same time, the Taidao will inject adrenaline into the human body, so that the Imperial Samurai have far more strength and speed than ordinary people."

The Imperial Samurai who performed the Tai Sui Charge held the Tai Sword, and the whole person seemed to be fused with the knife in his hand, and the white light on the blade of the sword seemed to tear the enemy of the Imperial Samurai Charge - the young man standing in front of him to pieces.

The young man's right foot stomped the trunk of the tree next to him, and a backflip jumped in the air to pass the slashed blade, and the blade swept by, and the hem of his clothes inadvertently touched the blade under the blowing of the wind, and instantly turned into flying ashes.

"Hey, Hu Cong's one-star spirit body is so powerful, I really don't know how those powerful blades and spirit demons can easily kill knights, brass, and even earl-level spirits."

The young man couldn't help but gasp, his feet touched the ground, without the slightest hesitation, his waist twisted, the spear in his hand was raised, and he pulled the trigger at the imperial warrior who was facing away from him.

"Bang, bang."

The gunfire rang out rhythmically, and the yellow and clear bullet casings were thrown out of the chamber, and the huge kinetic energy carried by the bullets shook the imperial warrior one by one, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of the warrior's mouth.

QBU, from the mobile game "PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds-Exciting Battlefield", can be fired continuously, with a bracket, it has a very high stability type in the state of lying on the ground, and the damage is objective

"I thought it was so powerful, but it didn't seem to be ...... What the. How can it be. ”

As soon as the young man felt a touch of smugness in his heart, he was yelled out in shock.

This powerful marksman rifle did not even penetrate the combat uniform on the Imperial Samurai, but only relied on the huge impact force to shock the Imperial Samurai.

"The upper body of the Imperial combat suit is covered with a layer of bulletproof armor made of special alloys, which can effectively defend against the attacks of small arms."

The young man couldn't help but feel a trace of bitterness in his heart, this was just an imperial warrior. As a veteran player of the Red Alert, how could he not know that although the Imperial Warrior in front of him was powerful, he was only the basic infantry of the Rising Sun Empire in the Red Alert.

Even the basic infantry made it difficult for him to deal with, not to mention the Rocket Angel, the Bow Maiden, the Tengu Mecha, and even the terrifying Iron Ronin.

You must know that the fluctuating broadsword in the hands of the steel ronin is a truly peerless fierce soldier, enough to cut through the armor of the main battle tank.

And the shock wave released by the ronin with the fluctuating broadsword in his hand is even more powerful, and it can easily shred a main battle tank.

Just as the young man was stunned, the Imperial Samurai who was hit by QBU quickly adjusted his body, took three steps and made two steps to catch up, and raised the long knife in his hand.

The long knife released an extremely high amount of heat, and the continuous heat wave instantly woke the boy from his trance.

However, it was too late, and the hot energy knife that was as sharp as clay had already slashed down vertically, slashing towards the young man's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

"Boom." Two gunshots like thunderbolts came to mind, and two clouds of black smoke mixed with dozens of small bullets slammed into the silver-white individual armor of the imperial warrior.

The projectile emitted by the Gronomond-8 pump***, also from Red Alert III, carried a huge kinetic energy and directly blasted the Imperial Samurai into the air.

The extremely fast projectile instantly tore apart the individual armor and pierced through the body of the Imperial Samurai.

Seeing that *** blasted open the enemy's armor, the young man put away Gnomond with a painful face, raised the QBU, and fired a few rounds at the broken place on the armor.

It was a powerful individual weapon from the Red Police, and it was extremely expensive, and the price of just that round was worth 5 for forty QBUs. 56 bullets.

The white light on the blade of the Taidao gradually faded, and the power of the Thermal Taidao was indeed powerful, which also meant that if it was used for too long, it would cause the blade to be unable to withstand the huge energy and collapse.

The knife was sheathed, and several flames erupted from the muzzle of the kinetic energy ***, invisible bullets swept by, the young man's face tightened, his body was short, and the bullets flew over his scalp.

The QBU in his hand spewed out countless lines of gunsmoke, and blood flowers exploded on the body of the imperial warrior.

This very unbearable pain was only exchanged for a muffled snort on the Imperial Samurai.

The imperial samurai, in the name of the Empire, are the backbone of the rising sun, and the so-called bushido they believe in, as well as the brainwashing of imperialism for a long time, bring them absolute fanaticism, the kind of madness that burns itself.

There have been Allied commanders who have complained and seen crazy, and it is really impossible to distinguish which is more crazy between the Soviet conscripts and the Imperial samurai in Shengyang, and it is not clear which is more crazy than the Soviet conscripts who have been steamed dry by fanaticism.

The Imperial warriors who were hit by bullets one after another did not retreat, but only swept with kinetic energy with red eyes, as if the bullets flying in the sky were not the Grim Reaper who could take his life at any time, but just annoying flies.

"Peng." The sparks bloomed at the muzzle of the gun, and the force from the ** shook the ground, and the young man's hands were numb.

The yellow warhead spun and flew out, the brass warhead grazed in the air, and in the violent friction between the warhead and the air, countless sparks burst out of it.

Time seemed to be slowed down dozens of times in an instant, and the figures of the imperial warrior and the boy froze there almost instantly, only the warhead was still advancing.

Time quickly returned to normal, and the Imperial Samurai's fingers that were tightly clasped on the trigger were released at some point, and *** slipped from his hands unnaturally, and his body fell to the ground with a bang.

The warhead, which had been somewhat deformed, fell weakly to the ground with a little milky white thing, and on the forehead of the Imperial samurai, a bullet hole appeared, from which a trace of blood still flowed.

It is true that the Imperial warriors are not afraid of death, but this does not mean that they can already ignore death.

But the moment the bullet pierced his skull, death befell him.

The Imperial Samurai was originally a fictional existence, and it was only through the power of the dimension that they were able to descend into the world, born in heaven and earth, and naturally returned to heaven and earth after death.

His body fell to the ground, from the tips of his toes to the tips of his hair, and little by little, the Imperial warrior turned into bursts of gray light and dissipated into the air, leaving only a seemingly fleeting blue point of light, flying closer to the boy and merging into the pale blue tattoo on his hand.

The boy carefully felt the change in the tattoo on his hand, as if there was something more there.

"It is worthy of being an imperial warrior who is known as the first hegemon of the Hu subordinate level, only one was killed, and he actually gained so many dimensional points, which is fifty points."

The young man opened his eyes slightly, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

"As a trainee blade, if I want to truly become a blade warrior and open the dimensional god pattern, I need a thousand dimensional points. Even under the shroud of the laws of the plane, in a state of promotion, each time you kill a spirit, you will gain ten times as many dimensional points as usual. An ordinary subordinate spirit body is worth ten points, but this imperial warrior is worth fifty points. ”

There was a glint of frenzy in the boy's eyes.

The reason why scholars read is because of the status above 10,000 people under one person, the financial resources that rival the country, and the beauty of the incense car.

As the saying goes, there is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book, this sentence is not wrong, but it is based on the fact that the scholar can achieve fame.

If you can achieve fame, ten thousand taels of gold, ten thousand acres of fertile land, if not, then you can only hold a belly of knowledge, like his father's generation, ploughing between the acres of fields, and digging in the ground.

The same is true in today's world. The endless spirit creatures that have manifested in this world with the help of the divine power of dimensional rifts have extremely powerful powers.

Yes, as a spirit creature, even if there is a dimensional rift, if the spirit creature does nothing, it will still be gradually obliterated by the avenue of this heaven and earth.

However, there is no way for the heavens, even the spirit creatures who are invaders, and in order to survive, they have only one way, to kill the dominant creatures of their own plane, the humans. The more you kill, the less repelled you will be from your own plane, and the more powerful you will become.

Therefore, ordinary people, in this world, are just prey hunted by the spirit body, and only cultivators, the powerful blade warriors and spirit magicians can compete with the spirit body and survive in this troubled world.

Therefore, becoming a blade warrior or spirit magician is the dream of all teenagers in this generation, because it means a better life for the whole family, and can survive smoothly. This is just like the attraction of Tsinghua University and Peking University to all Chinese students before the cataclysm, which is a goal that has always been dreamed of.

There is nothing to become stronger in order to protect whom, there is no personality, this era is doomed, if you don't cultivate, then die.