Chapter 69—The King and the King (1)

As soon as Duck stepped into the corridor, dozens of pairs of small pale yellow lights lit up on the four walls, saying that the lights were not exact, because the faint yellow light could only illuminate a place the size of a fingertip, similar to a firefly at night. Lighting is completely unexpected.

He pocketed the light hedron that Anarak had sent, and he didn't need this backward lighting method.

The Ghost Fire Face has night vision, allowing you to observe your target by sensing fluctuations even when there is no light at all.

If you only consider individual combat, the magic energy of the slime system is completely sufficient.

It's a straight and long road, because no one has cared about it for thousands of years, and the air inside is filthy and full of toxins, and if you don't have a ghost fire mask, you will fall for a breather.

The corridors were littered with signs of fierce fighting, and in some places there were several huge holes in the metal walls, and there were traces of molten metal left by the heat burning in the walls, as well as bullet holes of various calibers.

There were several dusty skeletons lying on the ground, and the fibers of the uniforms were brittle. The boot turned into a pinch of dust with a slight rub.

One of the skeletons intrigued Dark, which had no head.

At the skeleton's hand, there is a good rifle, this kind of gun Dack used in dreams, small particle rifle.

Duck crouched down and slowly picked it up, dusting it off.

First-class materials and first-class metalwork have given it a tenacious vitality, and even after thousands of years, even if the energy magazine is empty, the metallic color is still bright.

Duck pulled the charge wire from his belt and stuffed the adhesive tip of the wire into the charge port of the gun, which quickly transformed into the shape of the charge port and began to slowly charge the rifle.

The red charging indicator light turns on and off, and turns on and off, like the eyes of a demon in the dark.

"I ...... I still remember how to use it. ”

Lady Alexia's dreams are so real that Duck is a little confused, could it be that I actually fought here in the first place?Otherwise, why am I so familiar with these equipment?and even more amazingly, my slime operating system is compatible with this gun?

It would take a while for the charge to be charged, and Duck saw that there was a metal chain around the neck of the headless skeleton. He dragged it slightly, pulling the chain out from behind the skeleton.

The skeleton was already fragile, and he gently pumped it, and with a bang, it turned into a pile of powder.

Attached to the chain was a nameplate with the words Atalantis on it: "Omega Squad, Ensign Obos." ”

"No head, was it killed by the Psychic Blast?" Duck glanced at the surrounding skeletons and then looked at the marks of the high-speed particle flow on the wall, and sighed, "One against six and win, quite powerful." It's a shame that damn Booth is going to have a super long-range mind blast. ”

Duck turned into a pile of silk wool with the pluck of the barrel, revealing a thin, hard card from the pocket of his torn uniform.

"Identification card, which can be used to open the door, is good. ”

Duck remembers that on the eve of the destruction of Atalantis, Booth spent a lot of money to kill the Omega team, and did not hesitate to open up the operation rights to them as bait, and then almost wiped out the team.

Did he finally cancel his permission? No. Because the Omega team is all gone.

Now, then, all the remains of Atalantis, for me, are unimpeded...... Right?

Darkk trembled and grabbed his card, rifle in one hand, and gently inserted it into a locked metal door card slot with the other.

"Tick. "The green light is on.

The door opened silently: "Welcome back, Second Lieutenant Obos." ”

Duck walked in, and what he didn't know was that behind him, dozens of pairs of small yellow lights turned green at the same time, and within the walls, machinery that hadn't worked for thousands of years began to operate silently.

It's a simple lounge. There are mirrors, wardrobes and a couple of chairs.

The destruction of Atalantis was so rapid that even the dictator named Booth didn't have time to change the Omega Team's authority - which meant that I was now unblocked.

I am Dark, the heir of Atalantis, the king of the world.

Duck stood in front of the full-length mirror, looking at himself in the ghost fire mask, and laughed silently.

Wait for death, Wilde!

Enya, if I help you recover the Frost Giant Spider Clan, you will thank me!Since you want to see my strength, I'll let you see what it means to be unfathomable!

Duck walked away with a relaxed pace.

Now is definitely not a good time to show control of the ruins. In particular, George and Shaqi could not be let know.

This time, I'm going to fight for myself.

I'm going to get stronger.

No one will try to stop me.

In the passageway, Duck found several more pieces of equipment, some from the dead and some from the preparation room. By the time he reached the end of the tunnel, he was armed to the teeth.

"Is the leader of the Blackclaw the heir of the Destroyer? ”

With a flash of red light, a huge amount of heat energy tore through the steel gate, and the bustling black three-claw alien behind the door exploded and fled in all directions.

The whole crypt was shaking.

The shaking stopped, and Duck stood proudly with the particle rifle in his hand: "Brutes, come and take the death!"

A stream of purple-red cluster particles swept by, like a sharp scythe, knocking down patches of aliens.

Immediately after, an EMP concussive feedback grenade was thrown out, and a ferocious wave of magical energy surged like a roaring wave in the ocean, sweeping away all the alien leaders in the hall.

The ferocious EMP has no physical lethality, but it can create a magical energy disorder zone that lasts for five seconds for tens of square meters, or rather, a magical forbidden area.

As many units of mana as there are, you will be damaged by as many units.

Everything that is powered by magical energy, whether it's a lifeform or a weapon, is reimbursed.

Duck threw away his useless particle rifle, drew his metal sword, and slashed at the Blackclaw leader who was still rolling in pain, slicing its throat with a single blow.

All Blackclaw movements have ceased.

"Inferior creatures!" Duck sneered and began planting a time bomb on the huge ovoid incubator in the hall.

With a loud bang, the Blackclaw's large hatching nest was reduced to nothing.

Enya leaned down, clinging to the ground, feeling the obvious tremors coming from the ground.

"This shock must have been caused by Duck - I didn't expect it to be cold at all. ”

Dark, damp, poisonous gases produced by the decay and fermentation of various animals and plants, and disordered distribution of magical energy...... How similar this is to the southern jungle of my hometown!

The perfect hunting ground!

The killer spider's bloodthirsty instinct is awakened by the familiar environment. She swept forward silently.

With a thud, a black-clawed monster scout was slashed in two.

The severed tentacles struggled to regenerate, but Enya's ossified fingertips immediately stabbed silently, grasping the wound firmly, and then, from the capillary of the fingertips, forcibly injected the giant spider's digestive enzymes into the xenomorph's body.

In just a few seconds, a huge black-clawed monster turned into Enya's delicacy.

"No wonder I can't find the Frost Giant Spider, it turns out to be hiding under the Demonic Disturbance Layer - this is really a good place to build a nest," Enya puffed out the hand that had been inserted into the body cavity of the Blackclaw, which had already parasitized an egg from her, "Soon, I will have an army of spiders." Dark, wait for me!"

At the same time, Anarak's body suddenly stood up: "Oh no, the messenger has fallen into a trap!

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