There was always a strange smile on the corner of the thin boy's mouth, his skin was like a film wrapped around the thin phalanges, and the fingers were slender like branches of a tree, constantly rubbing.

It's like a white, hairless rat that lives in the sewers.

Chen Mo didn't take this thin monkey in his eyes, but he always felt that this thin monkey looked at him a little wrong.

Because the last ambush of the bloodline gave him great confidence, this time, he didn't hesitate and went straight to it.

But I saw that the invisible sword crest struck the fat blood's face, and the two scars on his face made the bloodblood, who had not yet figured out the situation, like a rooster choked by the neck of an invisible palm, and he couldn't scream.

As for why is it two scars to be whipped with a sword crest? This was naturally because the bloodline was so fat that the blades on both sides of the sword crest were trapped.

And several other bloodlines obviously didn't react, they didn't expect this celebrity clan to be so ruthless, and they would directly act if they didn't agree with each other.

They hadn't expected this mission to be so dangerous, in their eyes, Chen Mo was like a god of death who harvested life, holding its long blue knife, walking towards the rest of the bloodlines step by step.

The bloodlines were already frightened, screamed, and wanted to escape.

But they couldn't compare to Chen Mo's speed at all.

But he saw him step forward with an arrow, chasing behind the two bloodborns, and then his arms stretched out like a great peng, and the [ice marks] in his hands glowed with scorching blue light, and they were raised high towards the upper left.

And then!

Just listen to the crisp sound of "Kacha".

One knife, two paragraphs!

Oh no, it's supposed to be four paragraphs.

The two bloodlines were still running, but their bodies had already separated.

The icy energy froze their veins, froze the wounds they were supposed to heal on their own, and froze their horrified expressions.

The panicked Bloodborns turned their heads desperately to see what was going on behind them.

However, after only listening to a few muffled sounds of "pop" and "snap", time resumed its flow again.

Blood splattered like a fountain, and their upper bodies "slowly" fell to the ground, and the lower half of their bodies slowly turned into ice.

However, in the next moment, a feeling of extreme danger surged in Chen Mo's heart for no reason.

It was the feeling of being targeted by a poisonous snake.

He looked at the skinny, fair-skinned man like a monkey, and he suddenly realized the crux of something.

If you can get the blood of the bloodline, and you can have the ideas and conditions that lurk in the bloodline, then other players will definitely have it!

Moreover, from beginning to end, this dungeon did not say that there were only three players in total, on the contrary, such a large dungeon, if there were only three players, was it too little?

When he saw the mechanical arm that popped out of the other party's right hand, Chen Mo instantly reacted to what he had ignored before.

The robotic arm had a thick dark industrial wind, and almost all of its parts were exposed to the air.

The white lacquer on the shoulder position is sprayed with already molded lakes, brass gears, power transmission bearings.

Metal-cast mechanical joints, air valves with instrument panels, high-pressure pipes, and a fist-sized spiral muzzle and crosssight at the tip.

This robotic arm is actually a hand-held individual artillery.

Of course, what made Chen Mo guess the most sure was the other party's eyes.

The calm eyes and fierce killing intent suddenly made Chen Mo understand the identity of the comer.

Player, Fourth Player!

This player's ID is called [Hellfire], and the mechanical arm in his hand is not permanently transformed, but an item that can be intelligently switched.

And [Hellfire] is also the item obtained in this dungeon.

He was born in the Crimson City, in the midst of a group of Blood Soldiers.

He is a Terran race, but the system gave him five parts of the blood of the Bloodline at the beginning.

One serving of blood of the Bloodline can last for a day with no side effects.

Therefore, five parts of the blood of the Bloodline are five days, which can allow [Hellfire] to lurk in the bloodline for five days.

[Hellfire] followed the Marquis of Abro in such a grand manner.

His quest is different from that of other players.

His mission is neither to survive nor to find any treasure.

His mission is to hunt down one of the remaining players who enter the quest at the same time.

It's as simple as that.

Once the hunt is complete, he can exit the quest immediately.

It's just that this task seems simple, but in fact, there is a big problem, and that is to find other players.

The map of this dungeon is unimaginably large, and the key is that [Hellfire] has no other clues, so it is very difficult to find other players.

So at first, [Hellfire] didn't do anything, and just went to the Scarlet City.

Later, he found out that many of the things in this dungeon were actually equipment props, and they could be brought out of the dungeon without remarking the dungeon items.

Discovering this [Hellfire] instantly opened up new ideas.

It's just that all of this needs to be exchanged for Yinlang, and he compares it again and again, and finds that the transformation of the mechanical prosthetic is what he likes.

The level of development of mechanical prosthetics in this world is far beyond that of the earth.

Moreover, in the end, what made [Hellfire] make up his mind was that it was still the same sentence, the modified mechanical arm would be classified as equipment, and it would not affect the normal body.

After the transformation is completed, those natives will not have any suspicions, and this should also be the system setting of the dungeon.

Of course, there is also a limit to the amount of silver that [Hellfire] can obtain.

The most expensive one is a robotic arm made of advanced synthetic materials, which is light and flexible, with a built-in 7.5mm ammunition barrel, palm blade (glass alloy), and a trace arc generator, which is very convenient for both combat and home use.

……

Most of the robotic arms in this are standard with the barrel and palm blade, the difference lies in the model of the bullet used and the material of the palm blade.

But anyway, it's definitely very useful to have this thing in battle.

It doesn't need to pull the trigger to shoot bullets, and that precious few tenths of a second in combat can mean the difference between life and death.

However, on this continent, there are very few prosthetic transformations that can exceed 10%.

It's not because everyone has any prejudice against mechanical prosthetics, it's purely because it's too expensive and there is really no money.

In fact, many of the blood nobles also had no money, because their heirs sought decency and believed that style and decency trumped everything.

Even if they are in debt, they have to maintain a life that is enough to match their status, the repair costs of some mansions, the cost of clothing and jewelry of tens of millions of silver langs, and the constant hunting activities, social banquets, etc., so many high-class people actually have no money.

This gave Chen Mo the illusion that the mechanical prosthetic transformation technology was backward, in fact, the technology of this world is not backward at all.

All in all, [Hellfire] completed the transformation of its right arm, spent all the silver, and the war broke out suddenly.

For [Hellfire], this is a war that could not be simpler, and he did not delve into why the war broke out, why it broke out so suddenly, so without warning!