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Walking briskly through the street where the "barbecue party" had been held, the two entered a half-blown office building in front of them, and while taking a short rest, Zhang Luo began to try to use the Eye of the Executioner to contact Hassiner, who was still fighting against the pitch-black scythe Death:
"Are you there?"
Two seconds after the message was sent, the other party immediately responded: "Huh? ”
"Well, you're not dead, are you?" Zhang Luo asked.
"How could the Grim Reaper die, but I couldn't kill that guy either, I just knocked it back." Hasher quickly responded: "I can see you on the map, you wait a minute, I'll go over." ”
"Well, be careful. The Conquistador's side has sent out a 'Powerful Character'. Zhang Luo reminded.
"Don't worry, it's better for you to worry about yourself." With that, Hazel cut off the call.
As Zhang Luo expected, with the addition of the amplifier, the black-cloaked god of death holding the scythe was not at all the opponent of Anubis, the god of the dead in ancient Egypt.
He was relieved to learn that Hassingl had already dealt with his opponent. And then......
“……”
When they felt the real "murderous aura", Zhang Luo and Darov's bodies froze at the same moment.
Whether there is such a thing as murderous aura has always been a topic of conversation. At this time, Zhang Luo did feel some kind of terrifying atmosphere.
It wasn't the cold aura of death from death, or something like an "aura", but a hazy sensation that made the scalp tingle.
It's like seeing a pale face in the window at midnight, or someone holding a sharp knife to their neck. It was a strange feeling that could not be described in words, but it made them feel the danger clearly!
Zhang Luo turned his head suddenly, and Darov immediately clenched his fists and looked left and right, only to see the ruins of the office on the first floor, and things like desks, chairs, and computers were thrown all over the ground.
――The terrain here is too complicated to judge the enemy's position.
Realizing this, Zhang Luo glanced at Darov, and the two of them rushed quickly towards the street on the other side of the office building. But after only two steps, Zhang Luo's eyes lit up with an incomparably sharp silver light-
There are traps!
Before his brain could even react, his experienced body had already made an emergency action first, and Zhang Luo suddenly lowered his body and rushed under the filament that he didn't know what material it was. And Darov next to him was not so lucky.
"Buzz!"
A scalp-tinging vibration resounded in the office building, and Darov stumbled forward a few steps, a deep "wound" cut on the heavy camouflage armor on his chest, but fortunately his power armor was of excellent quality. Otherwise, you may be cut in half.
", what the hell is this?" Darov glanced at the thin thread on the ground that had been pulled off by himself.
Although this method of killing is often seen in movies, it is completely impractical in the real world, because there is no line to achieve the effect of "cutting off the head" in the movie. Even Zhang Luo and Darov encountered this kind of thing for the first time.
However, there is no time to sigh now. Because-
"Put on your helmet!" Zhang Luo said as he opened the storage space as fast as he could, took out a gas mask and put it on his face, and then tightened the zipper of his combat uniform.
Darov had barely put on his power armor helmet when he saw a terrifying cloud of green smoke drifting from the other side of his office. The two glanced at each other, and then turned around and ran away with a tacit understanding.
In the face of the world's most inhumane and cruel weapon, the poison gas bomb, they didn't care about their image at all, and almost rushed out of the office building, into another street in front of them, hid behind a broken truck, and cautiously poked their heads out to peek behind.
To Zhang Luo's surprise, the other party did not chase after him, and he didn't even show his figure at all.
At this moment, he suddenly felt the presence of "danger" again.
The danger he felt this time was not murderous, but brought about by his "Ghost Premonition" skill.
Realizing that the situation was not good, Zhang Luo ran away without saying a word, but it was already too late!
"Boom!"
The crazy roar made his ears deaf for a short time, and the hot cloud of smoke and dust swept from behind him with a shock wave that was enough to instantly shatter all the internal organs of the human body, like an invisible big hand slapped on Zhang Luo's back, and he who was already running forward flew directly out of ten meters away and fell heavily to the ground.
“FU…… CK……”
Zhang Luo, who was dizzy by this explosion, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of old blood - fortunately, his body was protected by the power of the evil god, and the combat uniform provided by Frankenstein also played a certain protective effect. If he had been hit in this state before obtaining the "God-made body", he would have died on the spot!
"Are you alright?" Darov strode over, his power armor still smoking. Thanks to the power armor, he wasn't hurt.
"It's okay, let's go......" Zhang Luo slowly stood up holding his chest, feeling as if his whole body was falling apart, and he couldn't use his strength at all.
Before he could finish speaking, he saw a blue and white arc erupt behind Darov.
The great exorcist stiffened, then fell forward with a heavy fall, his massive body in power armor slamming into the ground with a dull thud.
"Is it a stun gun...... It seems to be much more powerful than the military......"
Seeing that the other party solved Darov with one shot, Zhang Luo didn't have time to rescue his fainting comrades at this time. Because he knows that if he doesn't find cover quickly, I'm afraid he won't be able to protect himself!
Rushing to the back of a cement pile on the side of the street, before he had time to catch his breath, he heard the sharp whistling sound of rocket launches, Zhang Luo ran forward again in embarrassment, and the cement pile that was used as a cover just now was immediately hit by an RPG.
"Damn, this guy is really good......" Zhang Luo complained as he ran away.
He knew very well that this guy who had been attacking them since just now was undoubtedly a professional killer, perhaps having surpassed his profession and reached the realm of "master". After all, this kind of offensive wave after wave that is completely impossible to fight back is definitely not something that ordinary assassins can do.
However, he didn't have time to think about this problem at all, so he was baptized by a rain of bullets again.
The ground around him suddenly exploded, leaving huge craters, and several bullets grazed his arm, piercing his combat uniform, leaving deep black scars on his skin and a burning pain. Fortunately, the God-made body repaired these wounds automatically, otherwise I am afraid that it would have been left for a lifetime.
Before the other party continued to fire, Zhang Luo, who was lucky not to be killed by a large-caliber bullet, hid in an unmanned café next to him. Jump behind the bar and use the Executioner's Eye to start contacting Hassin:
"You'd better hurry, we've been ambushed by killers."
"You two can't beat the killer?" Hasher immediately responded.
"This is no ordinary killer...... Anyway, come here, Darov is now fainting in the street, watch out for the poison gas in the street opposite us. Zhang Luo instructed.
Even he would find it tricky when facing such an enemy. Although as long as you enter the evil god state, you should be able to solve the other party, but that guy obviously won't give himself time to summon -
Zhang Luo was about to take out the "Lalaye Text" from the storage space, when he suddenly saw a small timer exposed under the bar, and the red letters on the LCD screen were dangerously countdown:
00:03。
"It's even good that I'm hiding here, it's interesting......"
Realizing that he had no time to dodge, a big smile appeared on his face under the gas mask.
Then, he brutally ripped off the bomb under the bar and threw it into his storage space at the last second before it exploded.