The Sorrow of Dinosaurs! The Legend of the Thunderer! Chapter Seventy-Five: Bone Needle

Under such a flanking attack, Sorok can no longer hide his strength. He always gave people the impression of being kind and charitable, but at this time, he clenched his hands into fists, looked up to the sky and roared, and his blonde hair that had been neatly combed and dressed during the sermon was unkempt and scattered, like a lion-like curling and reversing, rising like a flame!

All the glass objects in the church were roared by him, and a small crack appeared on the surface first, and then quickly spread and spread, and finally exploded with a "pop"! In the green fire in the lobby, it sparkled and flew down, forming a crystal rain.

And those believers who had been poisoned were already in tears and confused, and when they were hit by such a terrible large-scale sonic impact, they were immediately blown and rolled a few times, and they fell unconscious, and the power of Sorok's roar can be seen.

But the four elite guards stood firmly, not affected by the sonic boom at all, and the eight pillars of fire were directly pestled on Sorok's body, although the pillar of fire was half a meter above Soroke's body surface, it was obviously a remote shield generated by the special props that Sorok brought out from the nightmare world, but his whole person was beaten so that it was difficult to gain a foothold and flew backwards.

The chair Fang Lin was sitting on flew out with a click, and it was extremely completely scattered. It was a solid oak bench, enough to sit on ten fat people without moving, but at this time, the wood was scattered and the nails were nails, as if Fang Lin's weight had suddenly increased to the point of a heavy roller.

Fang Lin stoggled a few steps back, covering his face with his hands, dark red blood flowing from between his fingers. His chest heaved a little, and his breathing became rapid. The reason why the four elite guards were safe and sound was not because of how good their equipment was, but because Fang Lin took the lead and used his spiritual power to condense on them for protection.

Strictly speaking, this was the first time Fang Lin had a head-to-head confrontation with Sorok. Fang Lin defended the attack of Soroke, and Fang Lin suffered a lot of losses. And it must be noted that Sorok is an attack method of face damage, while Fang Lin is concentrating on defense, Fang Lin actually has to occupy a considerable advantage between coming and going, but Fang Lin has suffered a loss under this, and the difference in strength between the two can be said to be extremely obvious.

However, there was a calm frenzy in Fang Lin's eyes, giving people the feeling that it was like a torrential rain pouring down from the sky in the summer day!

He pointed to the left, where he was pointing to an unconscious woman. The woman was fat, wearing a bright red fleece jacket and green culottes. Even though Fang Lin's strength was not as strong as Soroke's, his strong observation power was enough to enable him to control the overall situation stably. After Sorok appeared earlier, he seemed to be pounced to the left, but the corner of his eye was unknown, and he peeked here four times in a row!

To verify whether Fang Lin's idea is wrong, the best way is to speak with facts.

An elite guard struggled to shoot the light machine gun in his left hand at the woman, and it was immediately clear that a pillar of fire like a steel storm had smashed the beautiful and neat place in the church into a mess, and slowly moved towards the woman. Sorok, who was struck alive by the pillar of fire formed by the seven steel storms, immediately changed his face and reacted considerably.

He punched himself in the chest, and a long stream of blood spurted out with a wow, but his body, which was being pushed by the seven pillars of fire, flew away very abruptly to the side, as if a transparent person rushed over and hit him horizontally beside him.

Sorok was undoubtedly injured, but he managed to get out of the way of being hit alive. He tumbled on the ground with such speed that he felt like the movement of a fish out of water, dodging all the bullets that came at him, and then reached out with his left hand and grabbed the heavy fat woman to take her away from the scene. But just as Thorok was stunned, the four elite guards had already corrected their aiming angles and fired again. And it was very yin aimed at the fat woman with a great goal.

"There is no doubt that this civilian is the target's greatest weakness, and the target will not hesitate to hurt himself to save this woman. Then you can continue to get injured and block bullets for her! ”

The four elite guards didn't need to prompt at all, this thought had already flashed in their minds, and they all aimed the muzzle of the machine gun at it. But something very strange happened, and Sorok actually blocked the "hostage" that he had worked so hard to save at the cost of self-harm. I used her as a shield and rushed straight in front of me!

Of course, it is impossible for a person's flesh and blood to withstand the bombardment of this extremely advanced high-tech weapon, but if that person's flesh and blood has been frozen alive into an ice corpse, then of course the ability to resist the bombardment of bullets will increase tenfold.

Even though the poor fat woman was frozen alive and turned into an ice corpse to resist the bullets, she was at most two or three seconds longer than the flesh and blood, and she was beaten into frozen pieces of flesh and blood flying all over the sky, but two or three seconds was enough time for Sorok to suddenly lean over, crossing the most critical distance of dozens of meters, bullying an elite guard, and the fierce light in his eyes grabbed his throat!

"Sorok's move is so weird, isn't it still counted as using the Nightmare World skill in the real world?" Fang Lin's face remained unchanged, but his heart was even more shocked. Theoretically, in the real world, only the use of basic skills and the bonuses that come with a person's caste are not considered a violation. However, Sorok, an elder with special mental power, does not have the bonus of equipment, but he can suddenly explode in speed like this, and there is no need to say much about the hidden strength of this!

As soon as Sorok exerted his strength, it looked weird and choked the throat of the elite guard, completely burrowed under his body, and "arched" the elite guard in front of him, and flew straight into the sky with a long scream, "pop" hit the beam hard, blood spurted down wildly, and his hands and feet showed an abnormal twisted state, and it seemed that the bones were all broken. Sorok made a mistake in his mysterious shape, grabbed his head with his backhand, ran forward for more than twenty meters, and tore off the elite guard's head alive with a snap, and there was a dead white bloodstained spine behind him, which looked extremely terrifying!

Fang Lin judged that the target person that Sorok cared about had miscalculated, and caused another tragic death on his side. But he didn't look depressed at all, but remained calm. It's like the surface of a Siberian lake in winter, calm, cold, harsh, immovable, and the only thing that exists is the cold wind that can freeze the living alive!

Sorok's purpose in killing so brutally was not to establish power, but to rob.

Now that VX poison is flooding the entire cathedral, not to mention ordinary people, even reincarnators can't withstand the erosion of poison gas for a long time. Of course, Sorok can easily escape when he feels that something is wrong, but he can't abandon the people he values. So what Sorok has to do is actually rob the E.S consortium with specially configured gas masks!

With a twist of his hand, he had taken off the gas mask on the face of the elite guard, and threw it away, and the police-uniformed bodyguard behind Sorok took it with one hand and immediately put it on a thin man behind him. Thinking about it, Sorok also knew that Fang Lin's group of people was huge, and if the mercury was pouring into the ground, it seemed to be pervasive, so the person protected by the police-uniformed bodyguard was covered with a fat black priest's robe all over his body, and he couldn't even tell whether it was a man or a woman, let alone see his appearance clearly.

At this moment, Sorok had already struck again and killed two guards in a row, seizing two masks, one was put on by himself, and the other was thrown to the guards, his tall and burly figure was still wearing a solemn and sacred priest's robe, but his hands were already full of blood, and the killing intent was clear! The ferocity of that mixed mercy, against the distorted icon of Jesus in the smoke and fireworks, is doubly strange and evil!

Sorok glanced at Fang Lin deeply, as if he wanted to devour his face and expression alive into his stomach. But Fang Lin clasped his hands in front of his chest in the fireworks, and there was an unfathomable smile hidden at the corner of his mouth, although the blood on the tip of his nose was still there, but he was full of excitement as if he was enjoying a Hollywood thrilling blockbuster.

The killing intent in Soroke's heart was churning vigorously, and he only felt that Fang Lin's smile was like a sharp thorn, deeply piercing his heart. What's more, Fang Lin was still the culprit who single-handedly caused the destruction of his current peaceful life, and immediately had some urge to kill him immediately. But it suddenly occurred to him that it was really unwise to fight Fang Lin in such a wrong place at the wrong time, after all, with the unweakened attack power in the real world, anything could happen. So Sorok turned around suddenly, and the blood-stained clergyman's robe churned in the air, and said coldly:

"Let's go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a small red light suddenly flashed on the gas masks worn by the three people, and three dead-white sharp needles shot out from the back of the heads of the three gas masks, which looked as if they were polished from human bones, and were about to pierce deep into their brains!

(To be continued)