When the tide of enemies swarmed into the Angel of Death's outer city, the originally wide streets became extremely crowded. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Everywhere the Imperials and the Angels of Death fought each other, and the streets were soon stained red with blood.

"What's that!" Suddenly, someone screamed in horror.

A strange creature appeared in his field of vision, its upper body naked, sharp bone spurs all over every joint of its body, its thick and powerful lower limbs were dressed in human clothing, it was like a corpse that had been soaked in water for a long time, its thick cuticles were pale in color, there was no trace of blood, and its arms were the thickness of human thighs.

The monstrous humanoid creature stared at its giant scarlet eyes, staring intently at the voiced Angel of Death transhuman soldier.

Then the soldier's voice stopped abruptly, and the creature that was originally dozens of meters away from him rushed in front of him in an instant, and then his head jumped high away from his body with splashes of blood.

"Monster!" Some of the fighters yelled frantically, frantically pulling the trigger in their hands until they completely missed the bullet.

But this strange and terrifying creature dodged at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, and not a single bullet could hit his body.

"Poor little bug." The monster chuckled, its tone like the sound of two pieces of iron rubbing against each other, hoarse and unpleasant.

The next moment, it rushed out again, and the strength brought by the strong leg muscles, so that it had a speed that was by no means imaginable to ordinary people.

The three skulls flew out of their bodies in an instant, and on the sharp bone blades that extended from their arms, crimson blood flowed quietly.

"Monster! Kill him! "More and more soldiers discovered the terrible creature, and more and more bullets began to rain down on its body.

The creature dodged quickly, moving like an afterimage between the rising and falling houses, completely avoiding all shots.

As the soldiers ran out of ammunition and were ready to replace them with new magazines, the creature burst out again with its fangs exposed, sharp spikes on its joints and wide bone blades on its arms, allowing it to attack almost without a dead end, and in a moment he was like a tiger in the flock, slaughtering life wantonly.

And this scene was seen by the high-level of the Angel of Death in the tower.

"Is this the Empire mutant?" The elderly admiral said heavily.

But he was answered by the suppressed silence of all.

The elderly admiral smiled bitterly, "It seems that the Imperial people are ahead of us after all. ”

"My lord, I ask to fight!"

A gray-clad reformer raised his head slightly.

The elderly admiral sighed faintly, turned around, he looked at the hundreds of high-level reformed human warriors half-kneeling in front of him, and then looked sideways at the other generals who were still motionless on the other towers, "Go ahead, there is always someone who has to make sacrifices first." He waved his hand wearily.

"Yes!" The advanced transformer nodded yes, and then jumped out of the tower without thinking, and he quickly climbed back and forth on the wall, like the most athletic ape in the forest, and the tower dozens of meters high was just like walking on the ground in front of him!

"The wind is up." The elderly admiral slowly stretched out his hand, and his old face was full of exhaustion.

And the mutants of the Empire, who were wantonly slaughtering at this moment, finally discovered this angel of death who flew like a sharp arrow.

"Finally a decent opponent." He grinned, a few drops of saliva falling to the ground with sharp fangs, and in every way he looked like a beast rather than a human.

Bang!

The thick calves stepped the hard cement pavement, and the ground was trampled into a cobweb-shaped pit! And with this powerful force, he rushed out like a detached cannonball.

Boom!

Accompanied by the shocking sound of impact are two figures that are about to be separated by one touch.

The Angel of Death pursed his lips tightly, a deep wound on his right arm that was visible to the bones was hideous and terrifying, and the high-grade combat uniform he was wearing was easily cut under the sharp bone blade! If he hadn't made a mistake, it was likely that his entire right arm would have been cut off.

Of course, his opponent was not unscathed, as he also stabbed his opponent in the right rib.

The Imperial mutant warrior clutched his right rib and hung his head slightly, his body trembling slightly, as if he had suffered severe pain.

"Is this the power of mutants, but that's it." The Angel of Death said in a deep voice, his words quite disdainful, and he became more and more convinced that he had inflicted heavy damage on his opponent.

And after hearing this, the mutant shook more violently.

Until he could no longer suppress it and let go of the wound covering his right rib.

"If this is the power of the Angel of Death, then you better run away!" The mutant warrior grinned and cracked out, almost laughing out loud.

He let go of the wound on his right rib, and under the pale cuticle that had been cut, there was an even paler layer of bone armor! And not a single trace of blood came out of his wound!

"Worms, submit to the power of the Empire!" He laughed loudly and rushed out faster than before.

"The Angel of Death never gives in!" The Angel of Death also roared, and once again engaged his opponent.

Sharp sword light staggered, and the sound of a shocking impact echoed, and the two figures were entangled together at an almost unrecognizable speed.

The hard concrete floor could not withstand the strength of the two men at all, and dense potholes were everywhere.

Although the high-level transants from the Angel of Death were powerful, he faced an enemy he had never seen before, and the bone spurs that were all over the mutants' joints had left too many wounds on his body.

The mutants' combat methods are brutal and unstoppable, and the Angel of Death can only be caught in passive defense.

Finally, a small mistake of his had a fatal cost, and the terrifying brute force of the mutants knocked his body flying with a single blow, and it was only after crashing into several houses that he was able to stop.

The mutant of the empire who succeeded in one blow grinned, looking at the opponent who fell in the ruins, he licked the sharp bone blade on his arm, sneered, and then rushed towards the opponent like a meteor, this blow will be his killer blow, he is not ready to waste his time, his appearance is a show, it is to defeat the morale of the Angel of Death, so he must end this farce with a perfect hunt.

"Die!" The deafening roar was rampant.

Just as his razor-sharp bone blade was about to slice through his opponent's body, a bullet pierced through the crowd, the streets, the collapsed houses, and the rapidly rotating air current, hitting him right in the side of the head! Then it exploded instantly!

"Boom!" The brutal gunfire rang out almost simultaneously with the explosion of the high-explosive shell, and the flames of the explosion enveloped the mutant's entire body, and he slammed into the wall on his side as if he had been hit by a massive force, and then the hard concrete wall collapsed in an instant.

No one knows where this shot came from, but it was terrifying, and everyone who followed the battle couldn't help but shake!

What a terrible prediction and what a precise calculation it would take to make this shot right in the middle of the rapidly advancing Imperial Reformer?

Is it accidental or inevitable? No one dares to jump to conclusions.

But this shot is enough to be remembered for a long time!

The reformer from the Empire got up tremblingly, and even though he had suffered such a terrible shot, he was still not dead! The hairs on his skull had been burned, the horrific blast wounds had nearly ripped his scalp apart, and the hard skull was covered with cracks, but even so, he stood up again!

But this time, he didn't laugh rampantly anymore, because the high-level death angel who had fallen to the ground broke his neck like lightning, and then still stuck his lightsaber into his fragile eye socket with some unease!

This mutant warrior from the Empire finally shook and fell to the ground, completely losing his breath of life.

"Do you see who shot it?" The high-level leaders of the Angel of Death on the tower are all talking, and this shot like a stroke of genius has become the key to turning the tide of this battle, and its owner has also become a topic of common concern for everyone.

As for whether the battle was won? Who cares about that? This is the battlefield, this is the war!

"This shot was fired from a dwelling, otherwise it wouldn't have been undetectable to the mutant." A voice rang out in the general's headset.

"Which family's high-level reformers are secretly dispatched?"

"Nope." "It's not." All of them answered in the same way.

"So you mean it was done by a low-level reformer?" One of the generals said jokingly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he was shocked by his own thoughts.

"No...... Really, right? He muttered softly, his eyes widening at the same time.

But almost all the generals cut off their headsets at this time, and immediately adjusted the frequency to their own intelligence department, "Check it out for me immediately!" Who the hell shot this shot! Notify me as soon as there is news, and you can take coercive control when necessary, and never let anyone else get him first! ”

This abrupt shot, like a pebble falling on the surface of a calm lake, made the silent high-level leaders take action one after another.

As one of the parties, the Angel of Death advanced reformer, he gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were firmly fixed on a private house in the distance, and by the window of this private house, a projectile shell was lying quietly on the ground, and on this bullet was depicted an angel of death with flapping wings, as well as his clear code, DA-AWM-HE.