"Boom!"

Gunfire flew everywhere, and people rolled on the ground.

"Boom!"

Explosions followed, stones and flesh flew everywhere, and people were rolling.

"Bang!"

The monster and the swordsman collided together, flesh and blood splashed, the weak lived and the strong died, and there were still people rolling on the ground.

"I%, can you not get out!"

"You put the gun down, and you're good to go!"

"Okay, I'll put the gun down."

"Okay, I'm not going to roll either"

The furious eruption continued, but one was still shooting, and the other was rolling wildly. Yes, there's nothing wrong with rolling.

Shain rolled all the way through the battlefield of man and beast, through the fight of guns and swords, and through the traps and traps, with incredible speed, and basically did not suffer any damage the whole time.

It all started with a delicate piece of equipment from him.

【Coward Oro Daimaru's Leather Pants (Brass Median Spell)】

[Function: The weak have no dignity (brass median), when the knees of the trousers are on the ground, the user will receive the blessing of survivability such as 'flesh hardening', 'machine luck', 'high-speed regeneration', and 'acceleration'. 】

[Curse: The prerequisite for using this ability is to be recognized by a sapient creature with the common sense of 'kneeling'.] 】

[Note: You laugh at someone Luo for being undignified, and someone laughing at you for being short-lived. With his excellent kneeling skills and tongue skills, he lived to be 104 years old! 】

This thing, in the conventional sense, is just a piece of garbage, and its only function is probably to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy twice.

You need to land on both knees (kneeling state) to get the blessing of several survivability, but if you kneel, life and death are already in the hands of your opponent.

As a result, even the taboo items in the brass median were only sold for the price of the black iron grade.

But professionals, often really don't buy expensive, just buy the right lot of garbage and meet the right person, it can play an effect.

Now, where Xue En rolled all the way over, the person turned on his back, the knife that swung the knife was broken, and the transformation was half stuck, even if he kicked the person, he suddenly slipped under his feet, and threw a four-way back.

"Luck Technique", the lowest-level brass upper level starts, and it is extremely rare, it should not appear on such a low-level item, but this strange curse and restriction makes this item have a strength beyond the rank.

But even the lowest-level "luck manipulation" ability, it has almost no actual combat ability at all, and can only "magnify the probability of good/bad things happening".

For ordinary people, it is probably to slightly reduce the chance of being shot and increase the chance of getting a headshot, but for Sheen

"Holy! Hell, how can you be so unlucky. ”

Another unlucky man, who had just slipped on the blood stains under his feet, and then, a poisonous scorpion jumped right in the face.

Before he could get rid of the pain on his face, he barely got up, and he was hit by a string of stray bullets in his buttocks.

"Ahh Who is it, who is it! ”

"Don't get out! Don't roll, we're really not chasing. ”

Actually, Sheen didn't want to get out either, but he knew that if he stopped, he would just wait for death.

This junk object met the most suitable people, and played to its terrible limits that the "Creator" had not even thought of.

Every time his knees roll to the ground, the "Luck Technique" is activated, and the surrounding luck will be reorganized, and then affected by his ability, all kinds of bad luck and low probability bad luck events will break out at the same time.

And now, he is in crisis, and all kinds of terrible thoughts are constantly coming to his head and turning into reality. Luck is still amplifying this kind of bad luck!

Normal people, it was already cold at this time, but the people of their Xue family had a strange physique that couldn't be cold. The unfortunate ones are the people around him, the city he is in, and even, the country they are in!

Sheen wasn't as outrageous as his uncle and uncle, but he was terrifying enough now.

He ran away, and the people next to him don't know how many unlucky people there are along the way.

"Don't get out, we're not chasing you."

"Huh."

Xue En knew that his appearance was ugly, probably if Lu Ping'an saw it, the dignity of the original senior brother and professional person would be gone.

But he also knows that only living people can talk about dignity!

He knows that he is unlucky, it is common for a person to fall into danger, and all kinds of strange events dare to come as long as he feels about them.

He is just a recruit who has just reached the 2nd rank and now chases him and falls unlucky, at least four or five are stronger than him, and if he stops, he will die.

The hardening, acceleration, and healing of the flesh's defenses gave him infinite motivation and endurance, and the strange luck made those who approached him and chased him miss one after another.

He listened to the screams and fighting behind him, and rolled desperately with his eyes closed, he was confident, how could their Xue family die if they didn't make a catastrophe at least the level of city destruction!

Perhaps, it is this kind of "self-confidence" that makes him turn evil into good fortune and roll all the way.

So, he rolled all the way and rolled all the way, rolled across the battlefield, rolled over the stream, rolled over a group of wide-eyed cultists, rolled over the golden palace of the god corpse, rolled to

"Hey, that's here?"

Before he knew it, there was no tracker behind him, and without bystanders, the ability of the leather pants could not be activated, so he was naturally forced to slow down and stop.

It was a no-man's land, a hall too empty for any life.

"Seemingly, it's safe? Hey, I almost hung up. ”

Before he could think so, the small chance of bad luck favored him again.

Xue En suddenly found that his nails had grown unconsciously, and there were more gray-white fluff on his arms.

I wanted to open my mouth, but I found that I couldn't speak, and spit out two long hairs.

——

"Senior Brother Xue just rolled down?"

When he returned to the room and learned about this strange development, Lu Ping'an really felt subtle.

Senior Brother Xue En's strength is not weak, he has laid a solid foundation for a bunch of first-order professions, and he has recently completed the advancement of the second-order in an emergency. But he's still a second-order!

Lu Ping'an estimates that even the current cats can hang Senior Brother Xue En and beat him. Well, without considering his weird luck, let's take a closer look at the competition of hard power.

But if it really starts, no one will be optimistic about the cats.

In terms of Senior Brother Xue's strength on paper, in an area of the current threat level, placing an order is basically equivalent to giving it for nothing.

But for some reason, the knights were a little uneasy, they felt that they had lost someone and it was a little difficult to explain, but Lu Ping'an and the others sighed, and then did what they had to do.

"I always feel that he is fine."

"yes, if only it could kill him. Ahem, the people of the Xue family, every time they die, not to mention the history books, at least the news. You can't kill him here. ”

"Heh, I always feel that he is probably hiding somewhere now, just escaped the pursuit, sighed, and said 'almost hung up again'."

"Poof, it's too real, I have the picture."

What should the group do, they are unusually heartless, and they are not worried at all.

They are used to the sudden departure and disappearance of this partner, and they are even more accustomed to his sudden return at some point, as well as "giveaways".

"I'm afraid that a dog won't worry about him, he'd better not come back to follow experience, every time he comes back, it will cause us big trouble!"

(End of chapter)