Since there are general-level night souls fighting here, there will be no poor night souls who don't open their eyes to hang around here. The Egret www.biquge.info doesn't have to worry about being disturbed by other things while he is doing something.

As mentioned before, the only thing that can pose a threat to the general here is about a bomb. But in the face of an agile and powerful general-level officer, this way of throwing a bomb to blow up the opponent will undoubtedly be easily dodged by the opponent. Moreover, the officers of the steppe have been attacked by the egrets several times, and even if Achahan is big at what the egret throws out, he will already have a sense of defense at this time. I won't stupidly bump into it and look for death.

When a situation like an explosion doesn't work, what else can bridge the gap in strength between the egret and the general-level officer?

There is, of course, only one answer.

That's the toxin.

With poison. It is undoubtedly a means despised by the warriors. In any battle, in a world where a warrior's spirit is required, the use of poison can be regarded as the lowest means.

This world is full of martial artists, all of whom are cultivators who have cultivated Gang Qi and even True Power. Most of the first lessons in martial arts for beginners are to understand the history, glory, and role of martial arts in the present.

Such a spiritual inheritance, generation after generation, has long formed a combat spirit similar to the style of knighthood. Fearless, fair, and even a little old-fashioned.

However, as an outsider, Bai Lu has not participated in systematic learning, and even if he did, he would not really take any dull martial arts spirit as a thing. Coming from the era of information explosion, the egret knows how to use all available means and resources to achieve its own goals.

Despicable? Lack of glory?

No kidding. As long as the current situation can be resolved, the egret will not have the extra mood to care about so many inexplicable things.

The poison of the real world does not have much effect on a person with a supernormal system like Egret. In other words, for the warriors of this world, I'm afraid it's the same. However, the egret also has a super toxin from Nina's world.

Remember when she and Nina dealt with the Corrupted Dragons, Fiona never stopped researching the super invasive genotoxins of the dragon's bloodline.

Not only because of that incident, but more importantly, because she would marry a descendant of the dragon family in the future, so she had to find out if this bloodline would have any flawed effects.

However, the research on the dragon's blood came to an end, and Fiona didn't make much progress. However, because of her proficiency in crafting weapons, what Fiona finally came up with was a super toxin that some of the truly terrifying masters of Nina's world would avoid.

This thing completely excludes the beneficial side of dragon blood, and simply retains its powerful destructive power to genes and flesh. As long as ordinary people come into contact with a trace, they will instantly festered and turned into a pile of minced meat.

The egret hadn't used the toxin before, but he had seen the experiment, and he knew exactly how terrible it was.

But, after all, this is a product of Nina's world. As for how much effect the general-level masters in this world will have, the egret can't figure it out. This does not affect the egret to do an experiment to verify it.

Fiona didn't have a lot of toxins, and under the egret's strong plea, Fiona finally made a dozen toxin bullets for the egret. This bullet has no penetrating power, and even after the bullet hits, it will explode directly into a poisonous mist. The area covers an area of less than one meter. Even so, the bullet was terrifying enough.

The egret has the effect of the blessing of the goddess, so it is naturally not afraid of toxins. But others are not so big-hearted. After learning that the egret got such a terrible little thing, even Nina instructed the egret twice not to use it casually. This is an unprecedented thing for Nina, who doesn't like to talk superfluously.

Now against a general-level night soul and a general-level grassland officer. The egret was in the mood to sit back and watch the desperate battle between the two. These two people are dead, and the egret is still fine. Once the winner is decided, a free hand, no matter who it is, will clean up his things easily and happily.

The egret can run, but in the end, he still has to face a lot of general-level officers on the other side, so instead of running away at this time, it is better to find a way to deal with the two general-level masters in front of him.

Thinking so, Egret also directly took out his custom-made pistol and loaded the bullets made by Fiona into the gun steadily. He held a firearm with normal bullets in one hand and a firearm with poison bullets in the other. Shooting was launched directly at Achahan.

The true power of Achahan's epidermis shook, and the bullet hit it, and it was directly blocked by Achahan's true strength's defense, and there was no damage at all.

Achahan sneered. How strong the eyes and judgment of the general-level officer were, as soon as he saw the bullets fired by the other party, the speed and the material, Achahan knew that this thing was definitely no threat to him.

He was going to go ahead and take out the haunting night soul first. Then clean up the egrets that look like clowns jumping off the beam.

This small hidden weapon with weak power and average speed was despised by Achahan. The egret did it on purpose. He made himself like he wanted to make trouble, but he couldn't do it. It was for Achahan to ignore the real weapon of murder in his hands.

Sure enough, Achahan ignored the Egret's ineffective attack and began to slam at the Night Spirit. The scimitar has real power, slashing the night soul in front of him violently, although it is also a general, but the gap between tactics and no tactics is really big. The situation of the night soul's weak follow-up and bad brain also began to become a disadvantage, and he was constantly forced back by Achahan, and even always took a knife or two. In less than a few minutes, this general-level night soul was actually pressed and beaten by Achahan, and even scars on his body that even the night soul could not ignore.

Night Souls are unconscious, and certainly not afraid of death. Even if his strength dropped a lot because of serious injuries, he still fought back against Achahan very enthusiastically.

Achahan sold a flaw, and the Night Soul took the bait again. With a fist swing, he rushed to the front of Achahan, obviously trying to rely on his close quarters to fight to the death.

It's a pity that this has long been expected by Achahan, his body seems to be doing yoga to avoid the attack of the night soul with a difficult movement, and he stabbed straight with his backhand, but he directly grabbed the body of the night soul. A scimitar that pierces directly between the chest and abdomen of the Night Spirit.

Achilles heel.

Even the Night Soul can't turn the tables around in such a situation. Hit so hard, the Night Spirit still trembled and wanted to reach out and continue to attack Achahan, but it was already limp and no threat. Achahan kicked the Night Soul half a step away, and with a swing of the scimitar, he cut off the Night Soul's head in one fell swoop.

Achahan couldn't wait to turn around and kill the egret, which was still harassing him like flies, and the knife was fast and ruthless. Achahan couldn't wait to turn around, just wanting to rush in the direction of the egret and kill the egret with a single sword.

It was at this time. A different bullet hit Achahan's collarbone. In an instant, red smoke formed in front of Achahan's eyes. Achahan froze for a moment, then waved his hand to disperse the smoke.

"This bit of smoke wants to be used to hide your body and escape?" said with a disdainful laugh, "What a pathetic Central Plains pig." ”

"Who told you I was trying to escape. The egret sneered, "Idiot prairie dog!"

Achahan's anger rushed straight to his head, "He is still hard-mouthed when he is dying." Lao Tzu, I'll send you, the Central Plains pig, on the road!"

Achahan suddenly summoned his true power to rush towards the egret. Unexpectedly, the true power he had just raised could not be condensed, and his body began to be obviously unable to exert force, as if the whole person had suddenly lost its strength.

This is not over, Achahan's steps softened, his body involuntarily sat on the ground, and the hand holding the scimitar could no longer hold the weapon, and the scimitar fell directly to the ground. Achahan looked at it in horror and noticed that his hands were like candles, beginning to melt. The flesh and blood of the flesh and skin, as if they had turned into liquid, began to flow down to the ground.

"What have you done?!! "Achahan screamed without any image, like a little girl who had been raped.

The egret smiled and raised his hand to Achahan's head with a shot, which would no longer be blocked from the true power, and directly penetrated Achahan's skull, opening a large hole in Achahan's head.

"Why should I tell you? idiot. ”

The egret blew the green smoke on the muzzle of the gun lightly.

The debut of the toxin bullet. Perfect ending!