Seeing their companions who turned into blood mist and splashed all over the ground, the pupils of the other four team members contracted violently.

One of the captains reacted the fastest, and suddenly raised his hand and pressed his temple.

With a flash of white light in his eyes, his spiritual abilities were in full swing.

The fat crow, who was looking at everyone angrily, only felt a feeling of dizziness coming from his head in an instant.

It's a pity that this feeling comes and goes quickly, and it doesn't affect the fat crow at all.

On the contrary, the captain who performed this trick, when he pushed his own spiritual power to the fat crow, he instantly felt an extremely terrifying spiritual power coming back.

The Spiritual Connection Network, a hole card specially used by the empire to protect the souls of soldiers, immediately launched a fierce counterattack at the moment when it felt the invasion of external spiritual power.

I didn't have time to speak, I didn't have time to exclaim.

The captain didn't even have time to react.

He only felt a pain in his head, and there was no future.

The three companions next to him saw that their captain's head actually exploded directly after he used his spiritual ability, and his face turned pale with fright.

Not only were the three of them scared, but so was the fat crow.

The sudden self-harm on the other side almost made him think that this kid was a colleague of the self-destruction legion.

It's just that he hid in the window and watched for two seconds, after discovering that this kid didn't seem to be planning to blow himself up, but really hung up.

The fat crow breathed a sigh of relief at first, and then felt that he had been greatly humiliated.

It's okay for these guys to laugh at their size! How dare you intimidate him!

Is it tolerable or unbearable! He can't bear it!

Suddenly a scream erupted, and the fat crow burst into a blood-colored streamer.

In just an instant, the three big men who were frightened and retreated again and again had already been knocked into a bloody mist by him.

The high-tech armor on his body did not play any protective role at all.

The Law of Speed, an ability that Fat Crow is proficient in.

is different from those of his own clan, in order to earn more merits, in order to be able to get ahead in the extreme survival environment of the Undead Empire.

The rest of the Blood Raven Clan have basically given up the inconspicuous and unremarkable ability of speed.

Which is more terrifying than it is time and space?

If you want to be unsolvable, there are various laws of causal order, which are also more difficult than the other.

Velocity? After all, it's just a subordinate force.

Only the guy Fat Crow did not choose to change routes.

This is not because he misses the old days, the reason why he still keeps the law of speed unchanged, mainly because the fat crow has been counting on it to brag all his life.

It's like what he used to protect His Majesty in the midst of thousands of armies with his speed.

At the last moment, protect Your Majesty and turn the crisis into safety.

Relying on the speed of being the first in the whole clan, he successfully became His Majesty's personal bodyguard and other braggart topics.

Even if it is no longer slender now, and it is no longer compatible with speed, it is not convincing no matter how you look at it.

Don't worry if others believe it or not, anyway, the fat crow enjoys this kind of bragging.

Change the law? Joke! This law of speed, if he is killed, he will not be replaced!

Perhaps in peer battles, the law of speed does not prevail.

But when it comes to cleaning up low-level existences, the sheer speed is inexplicable.

In the blink of an eye, the team that came to capture it was completely wiped out.

Looking at the blood mist all over the ground, the fat crow snorted coldly, picked up the map next to him and prepared to leave.

It's not impossible to go it alone, but playing with individualism doesn't help you get things done.

Even if those teammates have a grudge against him, during the mission, the fat crow is still ready to take the initiative to find them and join forces with each other to better complete the task.

This is not only the idea of the fat crow, the soldiers of the entire undead empire, no matter how bad they were before, but whenever they encounter a mission together, they will choose to put aside their personal grievances and cooperate.

After all, there aren't many opportunities to go out on a mission, and if you don't do your job well, you may never have a next time.

But before his body could fly out of the room, the fat crow suddenly moved, and turned his head to look at the blood stains on the ground with some confusion.

There, among the countless bloods, a mass of silver liquid was slowly gathering and finally turning into a perfect square.

Suspiciously, he approached the metal ingot, and the fat crow raised his leg and kicked it, his expression extremely surprised.

Such an unknown piece of metal actually resisted the impact of its own speed?!

You must know that even if it is the latest warship in the Empire, the fat crow can instantly crash it into a nest of horses.

On a small and inconspicuous planet, there is actually this kind of metal that can resist the power of the median god and not be completely destroyed?!

Great stuff! Absolutely good stuff!

Not to mention anything else, just with this loot, the fat crow will not be considered empty-handed this time!

You might even get a reward!

The fat crow excitedly stretched out its claws to pick up the metal, but when it touched its claws, it quickly turned into a steel claw sleeve, and the unknown metal attached to the claws was close to its body.

The fat crow's expression became more and more surprised.

Memory metal, of course this fat crow knows, and it has even been made in the Empire of the Undead.

It's a pity that it was immediately eliminated because of too many shortcomings.

But like the memory metal in front of me, which can heal perfectly even if it is broken into water droplets, and will automatically change shape according to the host, even if it is a fat crow, it is the first time I have seen it.

The more he looked at the metal, the more he liked the fat crow, grabbing the metal and flying towards the sky at great speed.

Almost at the same time, in a secret base hidden in the mountain, one of the staff members stood up sharply, his face full of horror.

"Oh no! All members of the Terminator squad have lost signs of life! ”

The middle-aged man who was sitting next to him, playing with iron courage with an indifferent expression, stopped abruptly when he heard the sound of the metal in his hand.

"Huh? And what about the few items they carried? Didn't take down the enemy after all of it? ”

"No, it's not clear! Only C1472 reactive metal has a record of being used! Neither the C403 Deathbird nor the C868 self-destruct phone has any records, or even ............"

"Or even what? Something to say! ”

"Even the Death Bird and the self-destructing mobile phone, there are no energy fluctuations anymore!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence all around.

Whether it was the staff or the guards, they all turned their heads to look at this side with stunned expressions.

Even the steward next to him couldn't help but look up at the staff in shock.

"Are you sure you're not wrong? I understand that the self-destructing phone can be destroyed, but the death bird thing! It's a monster that can ignore everything and forcibly wipe out living beings, how can it die! ”

"I don't know! The two of them just lost their energy fluctuations in an instant! With the other three remnants! ”

After looking at the staff's frightened expressions, after confirming that he was not joking.

The steward abruptly got up and strode out the door.

And as he walked, he slammed the iron gall in his hand.

The next moment, a piercing siren sounded, reverberating through the entire secret base.

A strong enemy has appeared! Level 3 Alert! Open!